Dear boys and girls (little bitch whores!)
All those presents you wanted? Up yours!
Fuck them reindeer too!
And your mothers! Boo hoo!
In fact, fuck fuckin’ Christmas!
S. Claus
Month: December 2019
Misgivings
What a bloody damn foolish mistake,
For a sensible woman to make!
To give in and say yes!
Had she come? Sort of, yes…
But her moaning and such were all fake.
Tacky
Sex was great! Sex was fun! So she’d heard…
But she found the whole thing quite absurd.
All the squelching, the grunts…
Having done it, then, once,
She’d not bother again, mark her word!
Rough edges
Well, she said, a rough fuck may impinge
On one’s rights, but it does rather hinge
On one’s wants and one’s needs…
To be fucked till it bleeds,
Or just hurt, maybe just a wee twinge.
Gathering rosebuds
A complexion like porcelain china,
Firm, perky tits, pretty vagina,
Tight arse, slender thighs,
Cheeky, mischievous eyes…
Her young age a concern… although minor.
Besties
It had been just a mild, drunken frolic…
She’s not a complete alcoholic!
A bit of a fling,
Just a fuck, no big thing,
With her bestie… like… kinda symbolic!
Ursine
About seven foot, covered with hair,
The man looked, smelled and fucked like a bear!
Half grossed out, half enthralled,
She felt like she’d been mauled…
Didn’t kill her, but gave her a scare!
Can’t buy me love
The poor fool, she thought, stifling a laugh,
Mooning round like a damn lovesick calf!
If it weren’t for his money…
She cooed “Kiss me, honey!”
And winked at his lackeys and staff.
For better, for worse
Her drunk husband, with whom she’d grown bored,
Lay beside her and farted and snored.
She was tempted to leave him,
Cuckold him, deceive him…
A dream she was moving toward.
Introductory offer
This cute girl he’d just met at the bar
Grabbed his cock and said “My place ain’t far…
And my flatmate’s away…
If you want, you can stay…
Or, like, just go and fuck in your car!”