She regretted her virtue gone cheaply;
His cock, small at first, then rose steeply,
As thick as her wrist,
A knob big as her fist,
Which, when in her, affected her deeply!
Category: AO
Adults only
The collector
She has quite a museum of pricks,
Whence to choose, and to use for her kicks.
She displays them with pride;
(Can that one fit inside?)
Showing friends some astonishing tricks!
Taste test
First she gave it a tentative lick,
Just the tip of her tongue, a quick flick;
She smiled, moistened her lip,
And embraced first the tip,
Then the rest, which came out hard and slick!
Beating off
She’s one heck of a good-looking chick;
Her dad’s beating men off with a stick!
She herself isn’t shy,
If a man takes her eye…
Though the fucking is furtive and quick!
Left dangling
Warning: Feminists may take offence.
There she hung, arms and legs and ropes tense,
Being toyed with at will,
(And with consummate skill),
In both senses, in helpless suspense!
A woman's lot
She lay naked, all blushing and shy;
It’s so big!” she exclaimed. I may die!
But if all of those others,
Wives, mistresses, mothers
Can do it, she thought, why not I?
Who you know
Her virginity, though sacrosanct,
Didn’t mean a man couldn’t be wanked;
Certain gentleman-friends
Helped the meeting of ends,
Upon which she most gratefully banked!
Loose woman
His prick swelled, as she loosened her stays;
Her breasts welled up to meet his rapt gaze.
“My, sir, that’s a fine bulge!
It would seem to divulge
That one might well be here for days!”
In his dreams
He thought “This is as good as it gets!”
He’d suggested a root; she’d said “Let’s!”
But the girl of his dreams
Was unfaithful, it seems,
And a fuck was just hedging her bets.
Dirty laundry
Getting in was a bit of a squash,
But thereafter, delightful, splish-splosh!
That he’d lied through his teeth,
That she’d cried, there beneath,
Like the stains, would come out in the wash.