Symptoms of a Nympho (this is a poem)

So, family, I'm in a sharing mood. Recently a friend of mine came to me requesting that I write part two of his Symptom's of a Nympho poem. With his permission I'm posting his part one, my part two ... and whenever he writes part three I can follow up with that as well. Now I must throw out there that I normally don't write this so don't jump to conclusions. Also, because I'm cutting and pasting some of the words may stick together. ::Sigh:: Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys this ... and please give me feedback.

Part One:

i dream of sex
i phene for sex
im in need of sex
i need something warm and wet
i need the feel of a female's flesh
i'll do anything to hear her scream "yes"
i love the way she bites her lip while im in it
and puts scratches on my back and neck
i'll drink the juices from her body, it quenches my thirst
i remember being in the doctors office as a child
wondering whats underneath the nurse's skirt
im starting to believe its a curse
bc sometimes my nature gets so hard, that it makes my soul hurt
and ive tried everything but nothing seems to work
i guess when u need it, u just gotta feel that burst
i love the way it feels as it squeezes inside
and especially the way it feels when u release inside
it just seems as if its something i need
i just want to hear her scream "mario stop, ur in too deep"
i love the way she pulls my hair when she cums
it feels so good, sometimes i cant speak
ive had sex via text, and even on the phone
and now i know ive got a problem bc sh*t, even cartoons turn me on
I think Im a Nympho, bc sex is like food
and late at night, when i surrender to my urges, i squeeze my pillow
wishing it was you.

Demario Uno Overstreet

Part Two:
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Hypersexual is what the doctor diagnosed me
Can you blame me if that is my reality?
I want it
Crave it
It is what I need to fulfill me
Having a man deep inside me
Pulsing to the beat of my climax
All because I need my kitty kat scratched
However one time is never enough
I need it twice, thrice, so many times more
And I need it rough
Bend me over
Spank my @ss
Choke me
Pull my hair
I’m on my 20th orgasm
I need 21, “Mario, can you take me there?”
Don’t misconstrue my nymphomania as abnormal
Because you like it as much as I do
Right now, just thinking of sex
Is making me crave the taste of you
I see your nature rising
Can I swallow you whole?
Come for me baby
I want to taste your soul
If you think sex is like food
Then wait ‘til you taste me
I will be your breakfast, lunch and dinner treat
And please believe, I taste sweet
There can never be a such thing as
You’re in too deep
And there is no need to squeeze your pillow while you sleep
As I urge for you and you urge for me
Let me be your wet dream
Let us complete
This impulse for sexual release
.
Panther

Now that would be a dance... I like it... its a tango of the two poems...
Good write.

Well damn BrnE!!!! That was kinda hot. You they say poetry is an expression of how we really feel.  You got something you wanna share? I'm just saying.

Well damn BrnE!!!! That was kinda hot. You they say poetry is an expression of how we really feel.  You got something you wanna share? I'm just saying.[image]

-justg

*whistling* I plead the 5th.

Whew! 

Very vivid...

*fans self*

Whew! 
Very vivid...
*fans self*

-naphtalia

Thanks. I tried. I'm currently waiting on him to finish part three ... don't know why he's taking forever and a day.

This just in - part three:

Demario Uno Overstreet