A nice dinner, she thought, wouldn’t hurt…
She dressed up… maybe not the short skirt…
A few glasses of wine
And she’s feeling just fine…
But her sweet little ass is dessert!
Month: September 2026
Mixed feelings
She looked back on her youth with mixed feelings…
The love affairs, wheelings and dealings…
Young, devil-may-care,
With her legs in the air,
Staring up at young gentlemen’s ceilings!
Indeed
She’d as soon have a fuck as as a feed,
Tom and Harry and Dick all agreed…
A few drinks, yep, okay,
Then a bloody good lay…
Life is short… fuck em all is her creed.
Transparency
Her silk blouse was delightfully sheer,
The shape of her nipples quite clear,
Her breasts bounced and swayed
She’d quite likely get laid…
Which of course was the whole damn idea!
Shaken booty
A rude fellow she’d only just met.
Who she ‘d never have normally let,
Threw her onto a bed,
Had his way, and then said
“Shake your arse like that, that’s what you get!”
No hoots to give
That new guy in her class is so hot…
Gonna have him, she thinks, and why not?
People call her a slut,
Which she is, of course, but
She’s like, fuck em, forget em… so what?
Home comforts
She spent evenings tied up or chained,
Being fucked, often whipped, sometimes caned,
At the whim of her master…
“Oh God! Fuck me faster!”
She’d mutter, teeth gritted, restrained.
Hedging
She’d crawled into a hedge, and got stuck…
The bloke couldn’t believe his good luck…
“ Need some help, do you, miss?
He said. .. “No, maybe this…”,
And then helped his vile self to a fuck!
Bliss
Fuck, she thought, might as well just be meat…
A kind word… maybe thanks would be sweet…
Yep, good old wedded bliss…
Fun at first, but now this…
Cook, clean, fuck, make beds, fuck… and repeat!
Smooth
Drop dead gorgeous… he’s not in the hunt,
But he thinks “Why not give it a punt?
Ask her out… drinks and chat
Bring her flowers, all that…
And then fuck her sweet ass, back to front!