Once a girl had a quaint pussy-beard,
But these days they’ve all disappeared.
They’re bald or they’re bristled;
Back then I’d have whistled,
But now I just think they look weird!
Author: pete
Strike one
She grumped “All you ridiculous men, you
Think women are just a sports venue,
For sex when you like:
Well, I’m going on strike!
Fucks and blow jobs are now off the menu!”
Multiple choice
When she hung out the “Do not disturb”,
They had sex that was rather superb,
On the floor, on the bed,
From her A to her Z
She was licked, kissed, poked, fucked, ….. (insert verb).
On parade
She paraded, bare-chested, big-breasted,
Some prude said she should be arrested!
A crowd gathered, leering,
She basked in the cheering,
And took off her shorts when requested.
Mixed blessing
Catching sight of his cock, she cried “Bless me!
I wouldn’t have let you undress me,
If I’d known the size
Of that thing ‘twixt your thighs!
I can’t! Won’t… well, I might, if you press me!”
Chivalry
The fair damsel cried out in distress.
She was naked… Ah, but I digress!
The knight rode to her aid,
Firm of flesh, swift of blade!
Dragon slain, they rode off. She said “Yes!
Alcohol fog
He was lost in an alcohol fog,
When she purred “Do you fancy a snog?”
She had tits out to here,
But, blinded by beer,
The poor fool just stood there agog!
Hired help
Her performance was less than inspired;
Of course, though, she’d only been hired.
She looked nice, but bored,
And, for modest reward,
She did all that was strictly required.
Once bitten
He said “What, do you think I might bite?
Just one kiss, and we’ll call it a night.”
But he lied, truth to tell,
And she, virgin as well,
Proved corruptible, horny and tight!
Shock, horror!
She recoiled in horror and fright,
And in shocked disbelief, at the sight…
His prick, thick as her arm,
Might do terrible harm…
But might fill her, as well, with delight!