As he tickled her clit with a feather,
Restrained, hood and corset of leather,
She drooled and she moaned,
Release too long postponed…
She’d about reached the end of her tether!
Month: December 2019
Lady luck
From the stain on the front of his pants,
One imagined some sordid romance,
A nice, quick, messy fuck,
But no… sheer bad luck.
Unexpected, alas. Come-by-chance.
Caught napping
She’d just thought to herself how much fun it
Would be, baring pussy, to sun it.
She’d dropped off to sleep,
All her clothes in a heap…
And was fucked by somebody! Whodunnit?
Multi-tasking
Girls these days can be had for the asking,
Their inner sluts, ripe for unmasking!
Blow job? Up the arse?
Fuck the whole goddam class?
Not a problem. It’s just multi-tasking.
Prioritisation
Her damn pussy’s as tight as a clam!
Being horny, of course, I am,
The priority is,
Fill her up with hot jizz,
And then pull it out, wipe it and scram!
The icing on the cake
She was maybe sixteen, he was guessing,
From watching her, shyly undressing…
Nice tits, all the same,
Over which he soon came,
Which she found not unduly distressing.
Square peg
The fuck came to a juddering halt…
“That’s the wrong fucking hole, you great dolt!”
She exclaimed. Such a shame…
It had felt just the same…
It was dark… It was hardly his fault.
Going through the motions
He supposed she might just have been tired.
Poor girl, she seemed less than inspired.
She fucked him, okay,
In a bored sort of way.
She did all that was strictly required.
The screamer
His huge cock was too big for her, really…
Fucking well did for her, nearly!
Strange as it seems,
Though, despite all the screams,
She enjoyed it immensely, quite clearly!
The vagina
The vagina, that pink, shining portal
To heaven! He said, with a chortle.
So easy to find…
Most girls don’t seem to mind…
And a chap’s, after all, only mortal!