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Writer's pictureAlexa Tulove

Sex Addiction - Poem

Updated: Aug 18, 2020

Sex, To please or to be pleased? I don’t know what excites me more… I just know there’s no feeling like when my pussy purrs.

To please or to be pleased? That’s like asking to fuck or to be fucked… The way my juices wrap his dick like a coat? Baby! Let me tell you… I love BOTH!

I love to please… Sometimes tho, I’m a big tease. The feeling of when a man wants you… The thrill of the moment… The vibe between us… The energy that fills the air… His shaft at the back of my throat… My hands caressing his body… The excitement of dick… I’m sorry but when I want it… Nothing can stop me. I want it!

Pleasing is a natural fuel, The fuel to my ecstasy, The quench to my thirst, Fucking him until he bursts… Pleasing is mandatory, All you have to do is follow me, Speak to my soul, Make this pussy squirt, That's the goal... Pleasing is pleasure, It makes you feel like you've found treasure, Be careful tho, That nigga might catch ya.

I love to be pleased... But i'm not a big fan of being teased. Show me how much you want me... Kiss and nibble on my body... Appreciate my marks, stretches and cuts... Feel and spank on my but... Spread my legs and lift them high... It's just the two of us here tonight. Come closer baby, taste this sweet goodness, Make me wet, and remember, the number of times i come should be countless...

Being pleased is a desire, Mom ever told you not to play with fire? Enter me slow, Give me the potion for that never ending glow. Test my vocals with each stroke, The way he laid that pipe was no joke. Being pleased is a reliever, Drop that stress, Make my heart race, I'm telling you there's nothing like a natural dick pleaser. Being pleased is everything! My nights aren't complete without head, I'll just lay awake on the bed... I want to feel a tongue on my lips... my clit... Tongue fuck me, capture my body.

Don't forget i rolled the joint... Light it, let's get high. Ease your mind, In this moment leave everything else behind...

Am I wrong for my love for sex? why does everything have to be so complex? You might think I'm addicted like a hippy on coke... But am I wrong because my sexuality is bolder than most? You see it as an addiction, I see it as an art.


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