Swap meet

“We can both fuck you, right?
She nods. “Yeah.”
“Head or pussy?” says one. “Who goes where?”
“And my arse too, okay?”
She says. “Any which way…
Take your pick, take your time. Swap and share!”

Funky

She woke up in a bit of a funk…
Serves me right, she thought, getting so drunk…
Make-up smeared, sore head,
On the floor, not in bed…
And my cunt full of some bastard’s gunk!

Disbelief

She’d been wined, dined, and gaily they danced.
They drew closer… she gasped when she chanced
To just brush on his cock…
Huge and hard, to her shock…
Was it real… or somehow enhanced?