For young girls, back then, up in the hills,
Rootin’, shootin’ were practical skills,
Screwin’ out or indoors
Brothers, uncles, in-laws,
Passed around, till they’d all had their fills.
Category: AO
Adults only
All foreplay
She got naked, got down on all fours.
“Why you doin’ that girl?” “Just because …
Shit! I’m horny as hell!
And just so you can tell…
Anytime, any which way, I’m yours!”
Pickup lines
Bored, she flagged down a ride in a pickup.
Her day though was in for a hiccup!
He turned down a track,
Threw her ass on the back,
Said “Git naked! This here’s a stick-up!
Reverse snobbery
Just a tart, her life no bed of roses,
Called slut; people looked down their noses,
But no damn Plain Jane;
She drank only champagne!
Consolation, of sorts, one supposes.
A stacked deck
Lingerie Paris lace, a fur stole,
Perfect tits, and a face like a doll,
Cunt as sweet as a peach;
What’s that figure of speech?
A girl’s fortune? Her ace in the hole!
The barter economy
Maybelline lets the boys have a poke,
For a six pack of beer, a toke,
Or a ride in their truck …
Hell, she’ll give ’em a fuck
For a burger maybe and a coke!
Speaking with tongues
“Cunnilingus,” she thought, as she knelt.
Sister Mary knew how it was spelt,
Even how it was done.
Not too bad, for a nun.
She just wished that she knew how it felt!
Softcore
She tried hard, underneath and on top,
But the fuck was a bit of a flop;
His damn cock was so soft,
If she laughed or she coughed,
It fell out of her cunt with a plop!
Imperfect memory
To the best of her vague recollection,
He had a strange, crooked erection;
A curious bend
And a big bulbous end,
Which had tasted odd, too, on reflection.
The company she keeps
Though perhaps a bit strong to assert
That the woman’s a slut, or a flirt,
Still, she’s someone with whom,
If alone in a room,
A quick fuck would be hard to avert.