Having sex isn’t any big deal;
Folks fuck in the dark, or by feel,
It doesn’t take long,
And it’s hard to get wrong.
It’s not like reinventing the wheel!
Month: March 2013
Honk if you’re horny
Feeling horny, she honked her left hooter…
Undressed, even sexier, cuter!
He didn’t know yet,
But was willing to bet
That she’d be an insatiable rooter!
Not a good relationship
She’d had too much to drink, and felt sleepy;
They’d argued, she went to bed, weepy.
He followed her, though,
And still rooted her! So…
Mean… sort of… and weird and creepy.
The pragmatist
Pushing thirty, almost a recluse,
What would any girl do, in her shoes?
A nice bloke, a good suit;
Dinner, drinks, then a root.
At her age, could she still pick and choose?
Self-sufficiency
Bossy doormen, drunk men and high prices,
She’s over them! Now it suffices
To surf porn online,
With a bottle of wine,
Left, by choice, to her own sweet devices!
Accessibility
She seemed unattached, friendly, accessible,
Nice body, age quite unguessable,
Someone of whom,
Once upstairs in his room,
Hidden parts might prove soft and caressable!
Fourth decade blues
You could call it the fourth decade blues
After work, travel, boyfriends and booze,
Women start to think, maybe,
It’s time for a baby,
And don’t give a flying fuck whose.
Disillusionment
While she sucked it, and gave it a crank,
She thought “This isn’t love, to be frank.
I’m just a receptacle,”
(Cynical, sceptical),
“Someone inside whom to wank!”
50’s wife
There she stood, wearing only a smile,
And stilettos! He liked the girl’s style!
“Shall I pour you a drink?
Or…, ” she said with a wink.
Life seemed, suddenly, so, so worthwhile!
Alpha male
“Should I fuck him?” she thinks. “Yes! I will!”
Just the thought of it gives her a chill!
Such a big, ugly brute,
Quite a challenge to root!
What a wild, crazy risk! What a thrill!