It turned out as her mother foretold;
Seduced, rooted and left in the cold.
There’d been nice presents though,
And the sex was good, so,
Although miffed, she was somewhat consoled.
Category: AO
Adults only
Ulterior motive
He was nice and polite, a big spender!
No strings, though the odds did seem slender.
What sort of a man
Doesn’t fuck if he can?
Yes, he might have a hidden agenda!
Real trouper
It almost dislocated her jaw,
Her poor pussy was rubbed red and raw.
There was one hole to go!
Though she could have said no,
She winked lewdly and came on hard-core.
Better late than never
She was giggly, a fainter, a swooner,
Her cunt tasted rather like tuna.
Though overly busty,
In bed she was lusty;
He wished that he’d rooted her sooner!
Fraught relationship
“Men are bastards,” she sulkily gripes,
“Horses’ arses, of various stripes…
You included!” she sighs,
Stooping, parting her thighs,
As she reaches between them and wipes.
Striptease
She seductively, teasingly strips,
Undulating her breasts and her hips,
Pouting mouth, narrowed eyes,
Long, smooth, sinuous thighs,
Erect nipples and stiff lower lips.
She giggles
The girl giggles and squeals and fights.
Kicking, bucking, she scratches and bites.
She does all she can do,
But he’s fucking her through
A convenient hole in her tights!
Lip reading
He could see the girl’s pussy lips move
Round the seam of her pants, and the groove
In between them, and they
Seemed distinctly to say
“From your own bulge, you seem to approve!”
A time of strictness
In erotic Victorian fiction,
The popular style of depiction
Of women amused…
Lasses being abused…
In tight corsets, or other restriction.
Taken in
The poor girl turned as white as the sheet,
And said something I couldn’t repeat.
He’d said “Fooled you! I win!”
Stuck it all the way in!
The damned bastard! The liar! The cheat!