Addiction to my Pussy

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It doesn't matter where I am
What I'm doing
What is planned
When I get the urge to touch

I have no control over the need
When my pussy wants a rub
Private or public it doesn't matter
I just need to get off

I need to move fast or my pussy drips
Making a wet spot in my pants
Wet, warm, silky, juice
Makes my panties cling to my clit

Looking for the perfect spot
To slip my hands down my pants
Hopefully no one will see
The eagerness to please my pussy

Aching, throbbing, pulsing
Down between my legs
A strong desire to finger myself
My pussy is calling to me

Finally I've found a spot
No need to undress
I unbutton my pants just enough
To gain instant access

I take my hand and start to rub
Up and down my pussy lips
Spreading the wetness all over
Stopping just over my clit

I start to circle my swollen bud
With my fingertips
Rubbing it side to side
My hips thrusting against my hand

I'm so close and start to pant
Only a few more rubs
I move two fingers in and out
Pressing my clit with my thumb

With those two movements combined
I start to shake and moan
I've hit the spot and start to cum
Relieved the tension is gone

I pull my hand from my pants
Buttoning them back up
I can resume what I was doing
Until the next time my pussy calls me

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Paul4playPaul4playabout 3 years ago

Beautifully written with delightful urgency and tension.

Yes, that need to cum, to release, is exquisite torture!

Now, you just need me to lick your fingers clean!

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 10 years ago
A poetic tribute to

Masturbation ?!?

todski28todski28over 10 years ago
Funny if I

fondled my cock in public I'd be arrested, a woman does it she gets a crowd of on lookers.

Jokes aside

I like the way you paint the picture of sexual yearning far too often women bury that part of themselves for the sake of "propriety"

erectus123erectus123over 10 years ago
nicely worded

by the girl of our dreams, nothing finer than a woman with a strong sex drive

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