She’s petite, cupcake-breasted and slender,
Likes rough sex, or kinky or tender;
No fuss what goes where,
Doesn’t worry or care
Who comes how, irrespective of gender.
Category: AO
Adults only
Drinks
He said “Like to come out for a drink?”
She said yes in a heartbeat, a blink!
But what then, later on,
When their friends had all gone?
Would she root him? Well, what do you think?
Passing thoughts
With his shirt and his tie and one boot on,
He mounted her there, on her futon,
(A Japanese bed,
Very trendy, he’d read,
But they’re hard, and a bugger to root on!)
Imperturbable
Hands and feet tied, she wriggled and shuffled,
Gagged too, her small protests were muffled,
Upstairs, in his flat,
Rooted this way and that,
Throughout which she was strangely unruffled!
Oops!
What with wondering if it would fit,
Having poked round the outside a bit,
Going on about love,
He just gave one more shove,
And then something gave way and … “Oh shit!”
Retrospective
Though she’d found fucking much to her taste,
In due course, once seduced and disgraced,
She repented at leisure
Those moments of pleasure,
Which passed, sadly, too much in haste.
Impatience
“If you loved me, you’d fuck me,” he said.
“Come on, prove that you do! Come to bed!”
Of course, once she’d been dared,
(It was not that she cared),
She stripped off. “Pussy, arse or some head?”
Persuasion
Though she’d put up a bit of a fight,
He’d undressed her, well almost, not quite.
She was down on the floor,
When he asked her once more,
And she said “Oh shit, fuck it! Alright.”
Speaking in tongues
She’d been licked, and she liked how it felt;
She knew, too, how cocks tasted and smelt.
Cunnilingus she knew,
And fellatio too,
Though she didn’t know how they were spelt.
Faint heart, fair lady
Here eyes rolled, she proceeded to faint…
He, perhaps should have shown more restraint…
But one breast was exposed,
And “Why not?” he supposed.
He’d be gone before any complaint!