The old madam was glad to arrange,
At a premium rate of exchange,
For a man’s every need,
Out of meanness and greed,
Be it ever so nasty and strange!
Month: May 2012
Incest by proxy
She might just have looked young for her age,
(And such things can be tricky to gauge);
Though she looked like his daughter,
He’d guiltily bought her,
Lust mixed with self-loathing and rage.
Terms of trade
Though she wasn’t a hooker, as such,
It depended on what… and how much…
If she felt in the mood
To be lovelessly screwed…
If she liked him, she’d sometimes go Dutch!
Buy one, get one free
She’d agreed, and they’d come to the price;
She said “Two hundred bucks would suffice.”
He said “That’s a bit much!”
She said “No pay, no touch,
But you can, if you want, fuck me twice.”
Unlucky in love
She thought sex, overall, over-rated;
A fuck and love never equated.
Her first was the worst…
Deep inside her she nursed
Her misgivings, and just masturbated.
Negotiable
The girl loves to relax and carouse,
And she’s easy to tease and arouse;
Though she has certain limits,
For chaps such as him, it’s
Surprising how much that allows!
Anticipation
She could feel her heart thumping and skipping,
Her fanny so moist, it was dripping;
Stripped, tied to a post,
She was frightened, but most,
Just turned on by the thought of a whipping.
Tell-tale signs
Her dress clung by a few stubborn threads;
Her voluptuous figure turned heads,
Her smug smile, her bruised lips,
Swaying walk, her grazed hips,
And her hymen, of course, torn to shreds.
Of two minds
Her mind dwelt upon matters exalted,
Till, one day, her firm resolve faltered.
The boy had blue eyes,
Such soft hands, such strong thighs;
Her chaste attitude pretty soon altered!
Breaking eggs to make a cake
On the whole, she’d been terribly brave.
Though she’d cried, this of course he forgave.
A girl’s maidenhead lost
Is a trivial cost,
To be taught to come, wave after wave!