It began with a kiss on the cheek;
One thing led to the next, so to speak.
He was amply endowed,
(It would do a horse proud!)
She could hardly damn walk for a week!
Author: pete
A hard bargain
Her consent to a fuck was conditional;
Foreplay instructions, positional,
Time out to pee,
A quick blow job for free,
But the anal was ten bucks additional.
Fatherly advice
His old dad said “Mind you now, young Harold,
These floozies, so scanty-apparelled,
They ain’t just a cunt…
You can start at the front,
But don’t stop then… they’re all double-barrelled!
Sex doll
Although pretty, the girl was neurotic;
No sense of fun, nor the erotic.
She’d fuck on request,
Poker-faced, but, at best,
Lie stock-still, or act sort of robotic.
Blowing his own bugle
Quite romantic, but nonetheless frugal,
He searched for a girlfriend on Google;
“Big cock, single guy,
Seeking wife. Please reply…”
Now his fucks are all free, and conjugal.
A matter of taste
She’d been horny enough, keen as mustard!
A guy after whom she had lusted
Had seemed worth a go,
But the sweat and smells, though,
And the taste of him left her disgusted.
The girlfriend
Over time marriage soured, love dwindled;
She felt she’d been screwed, used and swindled.
Though not quite intended,
A girl she befriended
Seduced her and passion rekindled!
Time exposure
She said “Bloody hell! This is the pits!
Tied up, stark naked, freezing my tits!
And you haven’t done much,
But take photos and such;
If it’s hard yet, let’s see where it fits!”
Mum’s the word
When a girl’s biological clock
Starts to tick, she thinks more about cock;
Men become candidates
To be fathers and mates,
Or, let’s face it, to just fuck! Tick, tock!
Arousal
She’d stripped down to her knickers and cami,
Still blushing, her underarms clammy,
But horny as hell…
Nipples hard, (could he tell?)
Her damp pussy as slick as wet chamois!