Twice a night was once barely enough,
But it slowed down, she got up the duff,
First routine, then a bore,
Sex became one more chore,
And if that didn’t suit him, well tough!
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It must be love
Hair a mess and scuffed shoes, quite unkempt,
But the boy about whom she had dreamt!
So she smiled, licked her lips,
Gave a flash of her nipps …
Fuck! A girl’s got to make some attempt!
The girl most likely
She was fond of a root, just that way,
User-friendly, perhaps you could say,
In the back of boys’ cars,
Stairways, under the stars,
But no time for love, only for play!
Back seat driver
“Mess with cars,” she screamed”. “That’s all you do!
Once a month is a few fucks too few!
But six-monthly or annual?
Read the damn manual!
Women need servicing too!”
Foggy morning
She’d had sex, she knew that for a fact…
With some bloke… Hard to be more exact.
Then she’d got home somehow…
Certain things come back now …
His big cock! Not the actual act.
Funny, that.
Her tight jeans tucked up into her cunnie,
A bit of a slut, but a honey!
A couple of drinks,
Might get lucky, he thinks.
As it turns out, he’s right on the money!
Points decision
At the pub, in the smoke and the fug,
This bloke’s too short, a face like a pug.
Would she fuck him? she thought.
Did she think that she ought?
Just a blow-job, maybe, or a tug.
Light relief
The damn cheek! She was rather amused,
And, to tell the truth, somewhat confused.
Not her type, not a bit;
Fuck him? Not in a fit!
For a laugh, though, it might be excused.
Rainy day woman
Dress hitched up, down a grubby side lane,
Being screwed by some man in the rain…
So turned on, too, what’s more!
What if somebody saw?
What to do, how on earth to explain?
Transparency
Saying filthy things into her ear,
The things that he’ll do. Lord! Oh dear!
He’ll fuck her… then… what?
That must hurt quite a lot!
As she’ll soon find out, it would appear.