A rich daddy, a big house and maids;
She was courted by dashing young blades.
She played bridge and sipped tea,
But loved sex and by gee…
When she went down, she went down in spades!
Category: AO
Adults only
Truth or Dare
When she finally came up for air,
Naked, sweaty, her cunt worse for wear,
Titties bruised, her arse sore,
Swollen lips, aching jaw,
“Win or lose,” she thought, “Fuck Truth or Dare!”
Repeat offender
A recidivist, vile, unfrocked abbot
Was caught making love to a rabbit;
The very same act,
For which he had been sacked!
He could not, so it seemed, kick the habit.
Actions speak louder than words
His talk of love, facile and cloying,
She found quite intensely annoying.
Why couldn’t the brute
Just get on with the root,
Which she’d been till then, rather enjoying?
Relative merit
How on earth did that old myth begin,
That a girl shouldn’t root kith and kin?
What with condoms and such,
Does it matter so much,
Whose damn cock she ends up with within?
Sexual logistics
The most timid girl comes to know lust.
Lust implies penetration, so must
Suggest fucking some way,
Straight, or weird, or gay;
Cunts, thank god, though, are pretty robust!
What friends are for
She bumped into, and fucked, an old flame;
It was good fun. They laughed and she came.
Then he screwed her again.
What a prince among men!
That they’d broken up seemed such a shame!
Rude awakening
In her blog, she typed “What the fuck! Weird!
I got drunk, and when the fog cleared,
I showered and … Shit!
A tattoo on my tit?
And my pussy looks rather dog-eared.”
A hard bargain
Her consent to a fuck was conditional;
Foreplay instructions, positional,
Time out to pee,
A quick blow job for free,
But the anal was ten bucks additional.
Fatherly advice
His old dad said “Mind you now, young Harold,
These floozies, so scanty-apparelled,
They ain’t just a cunt…
You can start at the front,
But don’t stop then… they’re all double-barrelled!