Sexual Frustrations

Sexual Frustrations

A Story by Airila
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All these innuendos, these hints you've been dropping to me.
This whole drawn out process of telling me the things you plan to do to me,
all the positions you want to put me in,
all the places you want to control my tiny body.
All this is boiling up inside me.
Oh goddess how I need to have you here with me.
How I need you to contort my body to your pleasing..
I'm yours for the taking. I give myself to you fully.
But the words you say, the way you speak to me,
how you look at me, the way you kiss me, touch me.
You make me so hot its not funny.
This fire....inside me.... it cannot be extinguished.
My lust for you grows more and more each moment I am not where you are.
I swear you're everything and more to me.
I'm throbbing on the inside...gushing out at each touch you touch me...
I feel you inside me thrusting hard...
then with that tongue of yours making me even wetter than I am,
pushing me over the edge slowly but surely.
Oh sweet lover how I need you so.
Dominate my tiny fragile body to anyway you see fit.
I've been a bad girl...a very bad girl...needs discipline...so desperately...
all these feelings I'm feeling...won't go away.
My body aches, I wanna scream your name in agony of this pleasure/pain sensation eating at my insides.
This was all a dream
Sexual frustrations.

© 2010 Airila


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LMAO Thank you!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


When the passion and desire built-up. Make the final result more sweet and better. Poem was outstanding. Each lines adding up to a perfect ending. Sex is 50 percent mental. If we believe. We will enjoy. A excellent poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on January 8, 2010
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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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