Within me does a tempest roarWhich leaves me calling out for more.I treat myself with lust so raw,It leaves me tender, tight and sore.
Tenfold have I, in climax, criedYet each time ended unsatisfied.Again, I spread my long legs wideAnd seek, once more, the gushing tide.
My swollen clit, I start to teaseAnd thrust my fingers in-and-out with ease.Tightly together do I press my knees,Begging, crying, calling: "Please!"My body arches in orgasmic elation,Only to end in quick termination...
Perhaps the answer to my sexual frustrationDoes not lie in my masturbation
This story is protected by International Copyright Law, by the author, all rights reserved. If found posted anywhere other than Lushstories.com
with this note attached, it has been posted without my permission.
<a href="https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/seeking-release.aspx">Seeking Release</a>