A big dummy, poor boy, the class dunce;
When he fucks them, he giggles and grunts.
Though the boys tease and mock,
His big smile and big cock
Melt their hard little hearts and their cunts.
Author: pete
Like a mink
She not so much walks in as, well, slinks,
Catches some fellow’s eye and she winks;
Tits half out of her dress,
Her arse too, more or less
The damn cheeky, damn hot little minx!
Consolation prize
“Bloody slops again! Bugger!” he cursed.
“Can’t a man ever get to go first?”
Still, she’s sucking his dick…
Deep throat too! That’s the trick!
So he’s had a nice blow job, at worst.
Self-awareness
What’s a man to do? Who could help lusting?
So beautiful, young, and so trusting!
“Damn perv!” he admits,
As he fondles her tits.
Even he thinks he’s bloody disgusting!
In the scheme of things
She was prone to excess of emotion;
He flatly rejected the notion
His own small deposit,
(A thimble-full, was it?)
Was more than a drop in the ocean.
A bit tacky
Pussy trickling a seminal ooze,
Down her thighs, squishing into her shoes,
Too far out of it, though,
To care, even to know
It was there, let alone wonder whose!
Tattooed pussy
“So,” he said. “Where d’ya want yer tattoo?”
“Me right tit. And me left. Do that too.”
“And yer pussy as well?”
“Yeah,” she said. “What the hell!
I can shave her, and bring the cat too!”
Photo opportunity
She’d got drunk and passed out. For a joke
He undressed her. (But what if she woke?)
Took a photo or two…
Should he give her a screw?
“Fuck!” he thought. “Yeah! Why not go for broke?”
Led astray
Half-undressed, in complete disarray,
It was plain that she’d been led astray
By some lecherous youth…
Her mum thought, though, in truth,
She’d been leading, not led, in a way.
Impatience
He thought foreplay was much over-rated,
The turning her on, while he waited…
All too bloody much…
The cunt-licking and such,
While his throbbing erection deflated!