“Get your own tits out, can’t you?” he grumbles.
Inexpertly, cursing, he fumbles.
She shrugs off her bra.
“Help yourself! There they are,
But no touching my pussy!” she mumbles.
Author: pete
Vile seducer
He gazed into her limpid blue eyes,
Hotly whispered his well-practised lies,
His right hand on her breast,
While the left one caressed
Ever higher between her locked thighs!
Cubby-hole
He was twelve, a young larrikin, grubby,
She tomboyish, freckled and chubby;
With puberty came
A new edge to their games
Better secrets, holed up in their cubby!
Putting her money where her mouth is
Though she didn’t give head as a rule,
(She considered it sort of uncool),
She said, cueing her shot,
Just to sweeten the pot,
That she would, if he beat her at pool!
Naughty
Does she touch herself more than she ought?
“Am I some kind of sicko?” she thought,
Three fingers inside herself,
Almost beside herself!
God help her, though, if she’s caught!
Onomatopoeia
Then he whipped out his penis, flip-flop!
He was hung like a donkey! Clip-clop!
Could she get any wetter?
The sooner the better!
Wham-bam! Up her pussy! Slip-slop!
Love games
Quite amused, although slightly offended,
(She knew that he only pretended)
She’d fuck like a whore,
Then he’d stop at the door,
And leave money “for services rendered!”
Hillbilly gal
Jist a hillbilly gal, goddam feral;
Big titties, damn virtue in peril!
Ass out of her jeans,
Mebbe jist in her teens,
Got a bush like a goddam red squerrel!
But sperm can swim
She could seem pretty smart, when it suited;
She never, she said, ever rooted,
Except in the sea,
Where the semen would be
If not washed clean away, then diluted.
Giving head
The female of the Mantidae genus
When rooted does something quite heinous
She bites off the head
Of the male, it’s said,
Then devours him, all bar the penis.