When he found her, he thought “Jeepers creepers!
Stark naked, passed out… finders keepers!
Astonishing luck!”
He partook of a fuck,
Thinking “Thanks God, for booze and sound sleepers!”
Month: May 2021
Too good to be true
Splendid breasts… perfect twin fleshy spheres…
Too perfect perhaps, it appears…
No sway and no bounce…
Usability counts!
Look, don’t touch, he unhappily fears.
Swift justice
“Fuckin creep! What’s he bloody deserve?
Fuckin squeezin me tits… what a nerve!”
She thinks. “Callin us sluts…”
Kicks him fair in the nuts.
“Fuckin horrible fuckin old perv!”
In retrospect
She’d enjoyed it, in fact, she conceded…
Her protests had gone all unheeded.
She’d thought, though, okay,
Let him have his damn way,
And get on with his fuck unimpeded.
Life’s little pleasures
He daydreamed of pleasures bucolic,
A naked Arcadian frolic,
Girls ripe to be screwed,
Music, laughter, good food,
Wine and ale, all things alcoholic.
Feisty
Feisty girl… pretty, plenty of sauce.
And he wanted to fuck her, of course.
If she played hard to get,
As she might, well, no sweat…
He’d resort to a little brute force.
Overthinking it
“Fuck!” she thought. “Well, I fuckin’ suppose
This is it. My first gang bang! God knows…
Well… I know I said yes,
And I’m naked, I guess,
So now pretty much anything goes!”
Friends
The guys called her a slut, although, mainly,
She just fucked her friends… but still, plainly,
She had quite a lot…
Some whose names she forgot,
Though she’d tried to keep track of them, vainly.
Love the one you’re with
From the sofa on which she reclined,
She said “Sir, would you please be so kind…
God! I’d love a good screw!
And you’re here. You’ll do…
Hard and fast, if you will, from behind!”
Bossy bitch
A great body… not young, but not old.
Through the smoke, from the couch where she lolled,
She said “Come over here.
Put down your damn beer,
And fuck me. Just do what you’re told!”