Well, she thought, God, when all’s done and said, it
Was fun, and wherever it led, it
Was well worth the doing,
Just finally screwing!
She’d come too, twice, much to his credit!
Category: AO
Adults only
One drink too many
While she drunkenly, fitfully slumbered,
By bra nor by panties encumbered,
By bad luck, or fate,
Though she woke up (too late),
She was screwed, not to mention outnumbered!
Rutting season
He was big, he was handsome and strong.
Though she knew that to root him was wrong,
She just knew that she would,
Though she tried to be good,
Poor sweet virgin, alas! (Not for long!)
Modern ethos
She smokes dope, she’s a bit of a boozer,
But not, like, a regular user.
She hangs mostly with guys;
They root sometimes. Surprise!
Just for fun. She’s not some kind of loser!
The rake’s progress
With the dissolute ways he’d espoused,
He dressed rakishly, gambled, caroused.
He’d squeeze tits, pat and rub
Wenches’ cunts at the pub;
Codpiece bulging the more, when aroused!
Pert
In polite terms, folk said she was pert;
She was impish and saucy, a flirt,
Bodice bursting its laces,
She loved the men’s faces
The stains on their pants when they’d squirt!
Circa 1960
She dropped in for a neighbourly chat,
Brought an apple pie too! Fancy that!
Such the nice thing to do…
So he gave her a screw,
On the floor, by the door, on the mat!
Highs and lows
In a doorway, behind a closed shop,
They smoked dope, he unfastened her top.
They were horny and high;
She had sex with the guy.
Well, he fucked her. She didn’t say stop!
Flirting with danger
Boys and girls, in their hormonal teens,
Know what flirting and dirty talk means;
A girl wiggles her arse,
Soon she’s down on the grass,
A boy’s hand down the front of her jeans!
Tired and emotional
When she drinks, she gets maudlin and weepy,
And lonely, and horny, and sleepy.
She has a good cry,
Then has sex with some guy;
When she comes, she cries more! Kinda creepy!