She behaved in a manner that bordered
On decadent, wicked, disordered;
Booze, drugs, orgies too,
With complete strangers, who
When not rooting her, laughed and applauded!
Category: AO
Adults only
Skirmish
It had been hard, good fun, a clean fight,
But now, naked, she gave the green light.
Was it totally fair?
In the end, did he care,
When they fucked, if it hadn’t been, quite?
Believe it or not
She lay gasping, her legs all aquiver;
She gave an involuntary shiver;
An inch or two more!
Disbelieving, she swore
She could feel it right up to her liver!
Precocious
He drawled “Mate! Though a bloke shouldn’t gloat,
She does ev’rything! Even deep throat!
Tits! God! Wait till you see!
And she reckons she’ll be
Old enough, come next August, to vote!”
Headstrong
Who’d have thought such a girl, so well-bred,
Could have met and, it seems, gone to bed,
With a man such as he,
His cock down to his knee!
How it even got into her head!
Al fresco 1
She starts giggling; he comes and withdraws.
“Hush!” he says, (which she laughs and ignores),
“What if somebody sees?”
She grins, (panties round knees),
“That’s the whole point of fucking outdoors!”
Al fresco 2
Picnic lunch done, made love to, she sighed,
“How delightful! It can’t be denied;
Anything that’s worth doing,
Especially screwing,
Is just so much better outside!”
Al fresco 3
Post-orgasmic, legs still open wide,
She laughs. “Look! See! I’ve nothing to hide!
Fucking’s good anywhere,
But it’s best open-air!
From now on I fuck only outside!
A yearning for romance
They used condoms, to keep it hygenic;
Their techniques were, well, callisthenic.
The guy’s cock looked odd;
He was fat, too! Thank God
That the girl was at least photogenic.
Come hither
The poor boy got himself in a dither;
Her look said distinctly “Come hither!”
He stifled a groan;
Her legs straddled his own,
As he felt his erecting cock slither.