Were he ten years younger and bolder!
Nice tits. Her dress hung off one shoulder.
He let out a sigh.
She looked straight in his eye.
Were she only, too, just a bit older!
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Everything but the lolly
She’d accepted a ride, which was folly;
He took out his prick. She said “Golly!”
The deed was soon done.
He said “Wasn’t that fun?”
Flushed and giggling, she said “Gosh, yes! Jolly!”
Facing up to it
She was friendly, good-looking, but dumb;
Pretty face and great tits, a nice bum.
Once he’d got her undressed,
Though she did do her best…
When he came… she was all overcome!
A nod is as good as a wink
Her consent he inferred from a nod,
And proceeded to give her a prod.
Though she moaned, rolled her eyes,
Had a look of surprise,
She said nothing throughout, which was odd.
The sporting type
“He’s a prick!” said her friend, with a frown.
“Are you gonna take that lying down?”
“Lying, standing, all-fours,
On a park bench, outdoors!
In the bath! I don’t care if I drown!”
The way to a girl’s heart
Much as girls who are new to the art yearn
For love, soon the ones who are smart learn
That giving good head
May accomplish instead
Little more than a sore throat and heartburn!
Punctuality
He’s a scoundrel, at least so reputed;
Vague hints of seduction he’d mooted!
She mustn’t be late,
Friday night, for their date,
And miss out on, perhaps, getting rooted!
Monster
His cock bent, it was gnarled, a monstrosity!
Sex had a certain ferocity,
Hell of a ride!
Still, the fuck satisfied
The girl’s prurient, sick curiosity.
Ants in her pants
Getting picked up in pubs can be chancy,
But sometimes a girl gets so antsy,
Risks, benefits weighed,
She’ll go get herself laid,
By whatever damn jock she might fancy.
Without benefit of clergy
When he fucked her, she got quite enraged,
But her guilt pangs were somewhat asuaged,
Lying there in his bed,
Yes, he loved her, he said.
“Good!” she said. “Does this mean we’re engaged?”