Peer pressure informed her the norm
Was to take off her clothes and perform,
To give head jobs to boys,
To compare and swap toys,
Sometimes buzzing still, sticky and warm!
Author: pete
When the clap was just the clap
Quite obsessed about all things erotic,
Her life became rather chaotic.
Diseases she caught
Hardly gave pause for thought,
Just the odd dose of antibiotic.
An eminently reasonable man
He said “Darling, I don’t want to quarrel.
I know you think fucking’s immoral.
That’s sad but, of course,
I would never use force.
Could you maybe just do something oral?
Feminine mystique
She was beautiful, tall young and sleek,
Ample-breasted, lips bee-stung, unique!
She lay sprawled on his bed,
“I could eat you!” he said,
Which was true, although said tongue-in-chic!
The eye of the needle
He had worshiped her long, from afar;
Now, at last, as he murmured “Aha!”
She was naked. She sighed.
Her thighs parted, not wide,
But at least just a little ajar!
Saying it with flowers
When arraigned, he said, in his defence,
That she’d fondled his penis, and hence,
It must follow that she,
Ergo, seemed to agree,
And the flowers were fair recompense!
Point of order
As it would, it came to her attention,
In fact, caused her great apprehension.
It rubbed at her hip,
Was beginning to drip;
A vexed question, a bone of contention!
Fundamentalism
She insisted she just couldn’t, morally,
Have sex with him, except orally.
Funny, she finally
Liked it vaginally;
Not up the arse still, though, sorrily!
Winner takes all (off)
Both big-breasted, both tall and broad-hipped,
Jeans unzipped, T-shirts off, bras unclipped!
Panties off! Pussies bare!
The blonde won by a hair!
Hard to split! The brunette just outstripped!
Flappers
In the Twenties, folks drank bootleg hooch,
And then down to the nightclub they’d mooch.
Pretty flappers would dance,
Without bras, with no pants;
More exciting, that way, when they’d smooch!