He’d gone down on her, had a good lick,
Worked four fingers in, pretty neat trick!
When he stuck in his toe,
“Must you pussyfoot so?”
She exclaimed. “Do you not have a prick?”
Author: pete
School days
Schoolgirls, giggling and flirting in hallways.
Their crushes last weeks, not for always.
Not love, the boys know;
They make up for it though,
Giving head and in other such small ways.
Rooting for the team
All those cheer-squad girls, small town dreamers,
Their little short skirts and their streamers,
Discuss where they’ll go,
When their boyfriends turn pro…
And, of course, when they root, they’re all screamers!
The sporting life
She’s a tall girl, who swims and plays hockey;
Her boyfriend’s built more like a jockey.
One’s led to surmise
That he’s big for his size,
And, in more ways than one, pretty cocky!
Ignorance is bliss
Daddy tucked her in, kissed her goodnight…
Almost sixteen… somehow not quite right…
He’d just die if he knew
The rude things that she’d do
To herself when he turned out the light!
The wilful suspension of disbelief
Tied with intricate knots and suspended,
Fucked sideways, face-up and up-ended.
“That’s quite enough, Bert.”
She said… Yes, it did hurt…
But not half as much as she pretended.
Boy Scout’s Guide to Bondage
- Blindfold. (Tick)
- Pen-knife (Tick)
- Practice knots!
- Handcuffs?
- Rope. How much though? Best take lots!
- Catch a girl. Tie to tree.
- Squeeze her tits.Watch her pee!
- Take rude photographs! (Nice close-up shots!)
Feral
Pussy smelling like seaweed, a marsh,
The term feral would not be too harsh,
Unwashed, nude, dreadlocked hair,
But he didn’t much care …
Well, except for her downy moustache.
Accommodating
She’s a brazen young hussy, audacious,
In bed, it seems, simply voracious!
Her pussy, they say,
(Which she’s prone to display),
Although snug’s quite remarkably spacious!
An acquired taste
Naked, tied up and rather perplexed;
Dildos, vibrators, what ever next?
Quite a turn-on, in fact,
One’s bare arse being smacked.
She might come back for more, she suspects.