Though she hadn’t yet come, when he came,
“If you don’t come,” he said, “who’s to blame?
Don’t mean nothin’ to me.
Use your finger, maybe!”
Second-best, but she did, all the same.
Month: August 2018
Party-starter
Truth or Dare, that’s the name of the game;
Shame, embarrassment, sex thrills the aim.
So, she’s naked, (well natch!)
Red-faced, spreading her snatch…
But so far it’s all still pretty tame.
Ultimatum
“Get your hands off your cock, you damn fool!
Are you gonna just stand there and drool?
This ain’t some kinda show!”
She said. “Fuck me or go!
I don’t tolerate mugs, as a rule!”
Liar dice
The whole night, in her damp bed, she tossed.
She’d risked all, rolled the dice, and she’d lost!
Now he’s had his vile way,
(To him just sordid play),
And she’s ruined, virginity lost!
Smile
A big dummy, poor boy, the class dunce;
When he fucks them, he giggles and grunts.
Though the boys tease and mock,
His big smile and big cock
Melt their hard little hearts and their cunts.
Like a mink
She not so much walks in as, well, slinks,
Catches some fellow’s eye and she winks;
Tits half out of her dress,
Her arse too, more or less
The damn cheeky, damn hot little minx!
Consolation prize
“Bloody slops again! Bugger!” he cursed.
“Can’t a man ever get to go first?”
Still, she’s sucking his dick…
Deep throat too! That’s the trick!
So he’s had a nice blow job, at worst.
Self-awareness
What’s a man to do? Who could help lusting?
So beautiful, young, and so trusting!
“Damn perv!” he admits,
As he fondles her tits.
Even he thinks he’s bloody disgusting!
In the scheme of things
She was prone to excess of emotion;
He flatly rejected the notion
His own small deposit,
(A thimble-full, was it?)
Was more than a drop in the ocean.
A bit tacky
Pussy trickling a seminal ooze,
Down her thighs, squishing into her shoes,
Too far out of it, though,
To care, even to know
It was there, let alone wonder whose!