Though, of course, she’d been thoroughly plastered,
He did take advantage, the bastard!
She could have said no,
Perhaps should have, although
It was fucking good fun, while it lasted!
Author: pete
Pressing the right buttons
Though his access was somewhat restricted,
His hand in her bra, though conflicted,
Excited her so,
That she stopped saying no,
As he’d hoped… in fact boldly predicted!
Fatherly wisdom
“Look”, said Dad. “Ask her out! A few ales …
Just use my best line! Never fails!
She’ll root, I can tell!
Arse like that, bloody hell!
Leaves a trail of slime like a snail’s”!
The sins of the mother
God said no, but poor Kate wasn’t listening,
Legs spread, her young pussy glistening!
Lord! how she’d come!
“Wake up, girl!” called her Mum,
“We’ll be bloody well late for the christening!”
Bermuda triangle
She undressed; he was frankly appalled!
Her damn pussy was practically bald!
It looked weird, somehow,
A moustache, or a brow…
A Brazilian… whatever it’s called.
Shampoo
Mid-shampoo, temporarily blind,
She was grabbed by the tits from behind…
Well, she screamed, as you do…
Then said “What’s this? Guess who?”
What remarkable presence of mind!
Transparency
When a girl makes it past the glass ceiling,
One problem with which she’ll be dealing
Is lecherous stares
From the bastards downstairs,
Looking up to see what she’s revealing!
Side-show Alley
The inside of a womb, or as dark as;
Outside, laughter, shouts of the barkers.
The lights came on then,
A small tent full of men,
On the stage some poor girl, dancing starkers.
Initiation
Being morally somewhat impaired,
She’d stripped naked, which just made him scared.
As she unzipped his fly,
Just a boy, he asked “Why?”
She hissed “Shut the fuck up!” Like she cared.
Pash
When he kissed her, the girl didn’t flinch;
Their lips locked, they went into a clinch,
He so hard, she so wet,
And you couldn’t, I bet,
Then have pulled them apart with a winch!