Hypersexual at the Nude Bathhouse: A Poem About My Experience Tonight

Desperately looking for a way to release,

To bring my body and mind peace.

Bring an end to these uncontrollable urges,

Every single time I cum it just reemerges.

Thoughts are agressively sexual and obsence,

Consuming me, but they bring the dopamine.

Overcome with intense arousal, I tried to think

Where I could go- to play out my kink.

Horniness took me to the communal bath-

Free love, nudism, or am I a sociopath?

From the start, I immediately undressed,

I felt my body loosen-it decompressed.

So vulnerable- no towel even to hide,

Inadvertently spreading myself wide.

My breasts and cheeks jiggled as I paraded,

All eyes on my tattoos- I felt so elated!

Turned and faced them for the shower.

I think I took one every single hour.

Open stance, I put myself out on display.

Washing my body was a bit like foreplay.

Lathering, I caressed with my finger tips,

Also massaging soap into the folds of my naughty lips.

Each time I rinsed, I used the shower head-

On my vulva until it turned bright, cherry red.

Shamelessly, I tugged and pulled my labia out.

Making sure it’s’ all visible before I go walk about.

I secretly smear my thick, clear, stringy discharge-

Around my whole vulva so its’ shiny, moist, and large.

I bend down with my bum up, legs slightly opened.

Submerging myself in the tub, all my nerves awokened.

The water penetrates every pore on my nude skin

To show off my bare breasts, I didn’t go all the way in.

Nipples were piercing and hard, but the water was warming.

My tits perk, my genitals darken and swell, they’re transforming.

For breaks, I would emerge and head to the bench.

Felt my discharge stretch, drip down, and drench.

With nothing covering my pussy, not even a hand,

I knew they were looking, I act like its’ unplanned.

On myself and others I notice some cellulite,

Whenever our bare bottoms clenched tight

That rawness and exposure made me more horny

I enjoyed watching – but being watched- put me in my glory

Stimulated me causing me to radiate my sexual energy.

I saw them all look-I wanted them to see!

After hours of flaunting myself, going tub to tub,

I visited the communal showers for a final scrub.

Sqatting deep on the stool, I rested on the back of my tailbone

Vulva pointed up and pushed out, I observe it’s again grown.

I position myself near the entrance so everyone walking by

Will be greeted by what I have between my thighs

To finish off, on my genitals I pulsate the warm, hard stream,

Feels so damn good that my pussy starts to cream.

I head straight to my car, crowded lot and all,

Wiggle free from my pants, and vibrate as I recall.

Max speed to my clit, without any hesitation.

I spread myself apart and lean into the vibration

Exposing my aroused, swollen, engorged bean-

Body and mind stimulated from all I have seen.

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