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Dubious

She’s still dubious, worried and tetchy…
Her knowledge of sex a bit sketchy…
How can his cock fit
Up her tight little slit?
Thank God pussies, she’s heard, are quite stretchy.

Suck it and see

Though the thought of it makes her quite ill,
Now she’s worried she’ll seem like a dill…
All her girlfriends are fucking,
And she’s still just sucking…
Odds are that one day, soon, she will.

Locker room

What the fuck? This is kind of extreme!
Cheer leader, but still… the whole team?
Is it just cos they won?
Their idea of fun?
She thinks, stifling a scream.

As good as a holiday

His sex habits, increasingly strange,
Made, at least, for a bit of a change…
Latex, whips, butt plugs, rope,
She accepted, in hope
Of some quid pro quo kinky exchange.

Moment of truth

He woke up with the thought “Am I queer?”
He just couldn’t shake the idea…
His fondness for pearls…
Though he did quite like girls…
Not to lie with so much… just lie near.

It stacks up

“A good head, a great ass, and well stacked…
And I know that she roots, for a fact.”
He said (nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
“Man up! Buy her a drink!
To say more would be lacking in tact.”

Fear and favour

So, she fucks the guy, just as a favour…
He’s black… a big cock, a new flavour…
She figures why not?
She might like it a lot…
And, worst case, he’s some kind of white slaver.

Quack

“If it walks like a duck and says quack,
It’s a duck,” he says. “Right? Check her rack!
And the camel toe, bro!
She’s a slut, buddy, soooo…
Get that big-titted bitch on her back!

Interview with the Dean

So Professor, this young lass you taught…
Did you not think you might have got caught?
It’s the height of imprudence,
Sir, fucking one’s students…
Next time, have a wank… Just a thought