“We can both fuck you, right?
She nods. “Yeah.”
“Head or pussy?” says one. “Who goes where?”
“And my arse too, okay?”
She says. “Any which way…
Take your pick, take your time. Swap and share!”
Month: February 2024
Truth and dare
She gets up on the stage for a dare…
She gets naked… Fuck, let the cunts stare!
Though her girlfriends yahoo,
And a few punters boo,
Fuck ’em all, right? She’s too drunk to care.
Funky
She woke up in a bit of a funk…
Serves me right, she thought, getting so drunk…
Make-up smeared, sore head,
On the floor, not in bed…
And my cunt full of some bastard’s gunk!
Disbelief
She’d been wined, dined, and gaily they danced.
They drew closer… she gasped when she chanced
To just brush on his cock…
Huge and hard, to her shock…
Was it real… or somehow enhanced?
Cry or laugh
His big cock down her throat made her barf…
Didn’t know what to do… cry or laugh!
“Never mind, babe” he said.
“I’ll just fuck you instead.”
And he tried… and got in about half.
The age of consent
Around sixteen girls go off the rails,
Start hanging around with young males,
And smoking and drinking,
And constantly thinking
Of juvenile cocks up their tails.
The personal touch
“You can touch it, you know. It won’t bite…
I don’t think so, at least… but it might…
And your cock’s getting bigger…”
She said. “And I figure
You might as well fuck me, alright?”
Tough love
When he’d fucked her hard, balls-deep and rough,
“Spread your arse!” he said, mean-like and tough…
“I ain’t finished yet, bitch!”
“Arse or cunt, don’t mind which…
Just spit first,” she said, calling his bluff.
Appetising
Tofu, sushi, a nice teriyaki,
Washed down with and excellent sake…
She undressed and bowed
To the gathering crowd
For the post-dinner bonding bukkake
Ploughing a furrow
She’d already been fucked to excess,
But kept smiling and tried not to stress…
She could just barely grunt,
As he ploughed her poor cunt,
Which he kept doing, nevertheless.