[Written for u/seaweedbrain69420, because I decided to.]
Sex is greatest motivator in the world. In the past, countless men laid down their lives in the name of achieving an unobtainable woman’s goals for her, in hopes that their afterlife would be a suitable substitute to her ample bosom. Conversely, barbarians and vikings and the like travelled great distances from their homelands in order to pillage from the weak, prizing their riches, and raping their women as an afterthought. Now, it sells products, seduces the mind with pornography into expecting more from their meager carnal life than could ever be possible, and empowers women with the strength to choose their mates.
But in your case? Sex rules you. It drives you. It lives in your mind rent-free, and it is a hellish tenant. Funny thing is, the closest you’ve ever come to a woman’s body is hugging your mom, and you’ve seen pictures of her when she was your age. She’s out of your league, and was even more so when she was young. Good thing the puberty dreams you had about her have long since ceased, and good thing she’s not who you’ve been lusting after most since the beginning of your sexual awakening. Sure, obsessions with certain camgirls and porn starlets have come and gone, but some things are stronger than pure physical (virtual) attraction. Things like love. That’s right. Encased within several layers of crusted-over lust and sexual fluids spent into your shorts, deep down, is a red-blooded heart with the desire to settle down with a girl, get married, have kids, and be the beginning and end of her fantasies. And you have just the girl in mind.