The girls kept
Kissing and losing more clothes,
Smacking and
Grabbing and
Attacking and
Slapping,
Laughing between
Shared feelings of ecstasy,
Then clapping,
Exposing each other's
Most intimate areas
And snacking.
The feeling kept building
And building until
I felt something I'd
Never seen before came out of me
And I was left
Shocked, scared, and thrilled.
I felt empty,
Yet fulfilled.
Fired up,
Yet chilled.
A sense of relief
And release.
I closed my phone,
Not wanting it to happen
Another time, but excited
For the next thrill.
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Pornographic Memory
PoetrySince the age of 11, I have been dealing with a porn addiction after seeing my first video. This poetry story details my thoughts from this journey that I've taken suffering, realizing, battling, and steps to overcoming one of the most powerful and...
