She’d got pregnant, but who was to blame?
Tom? Dick? Harry? Some other first name?
Perhaps no name at all!
She just couldn’t recall.
In the dark they’d all seemed much the same.
Month: December 2013
Greek virgins
Be it myth, or else be it historical,
Greek girls consulted the oracle,
Vestal or not,
Virgins all, to ask what
The gods thought about sex (just rhetorical).
Victorian morality
She enjoyed a root, just on the quiet.
One day she’d said yes, just to try it.
Her gentleman friends
Were just means to her ends.
If found out, she’d just flatly deny it.
Laying Leia
“Spread your legs you must wider,” said Yoda.
His skin had a strange spicy odour.
Excited, wide eyed,
Princess Leia complied.
In her dark side he came, like green soda.
Queue-jumping
In the queue she stood nervously waiting,
Not caring that she was creating
A scene. Let them stare!
She was only aware
Of the toy in her pussy vibrating!
Behaving rumly
When he’d fucked her, she’d just lain there dumbly.
When done, she’d got dressed and left glumly.
It spoiled the fun,
Or it might well have done,
Had the damn wench not been so damn comely!
The dark prince
In her sleep her hand strayed to her crutch;
In her dreams her loins thrilled to the touch
Of a tall handsome prince
And, alas, ever since,
Mortal men have seemed dull, pretty much.
Virgin (past tense)
She’d been quite understandably tense,
But had not taken undue offence,
Though she hadn’t till then
Had much knowledge of men,
Or been known, in the biblical sense.
Exultant
Being sultan, it meant he could levy
On tribal chiefs tribute quite heavy;
Gold, wine, a nice horse,
Pretty virgins of course.
Of the latter he now had a bevy!
Americana 1
Screwing give man and woman delight,
In de morning, lunch-time, in de night!
Sometime man want it more,
Maybe fuck some damn whore!
If his wife find out, who in de right?