He could see the girl’s pussy lips move
Round the seam of her pants, and the groove
In between them, and they
Seemed distinctly to say
“From your own bulge, you seem to approve!”
Category: AO
Adults only
A time of strictness
In erotic Victorian fiction,
The popular style of depiction
Of women amused…
Lasses being abused…
In tight corsets, or other restriction.
Taken in
The poor girl turned as white as the sheet,
And said something I couldn’t repeat.
He’d said “Fooled you! I win!”
Stuck it all the way in!
The damned bastard! The liar! The cheat!
One track mind
When she laughed at the man’s one track mind,
He said “Yes, well, my thoughts are confined
To when next we might screw,
And the things that I’ll do,
And which orifice, things of that kind.”
How to please a woman
Almost nine out of ten women polled,
From sixteen up to sixty years old,
Say they’d like sex much more,
And come often, they swore,
If their men would just do what they’re told!
Seduction in the seraglio
Belly rippling, she rhythmically danced,
Pelvic muscles taut too, which enhanced
That last pleasure, delayed,
As he throbbed, as she swayed…
At which, too, she was rather advanced.
Getting to know her
She’s a bit of a tease and a flirt;
When she fucks though, it’s always covert,
Or the neighbours would talk,
And their children would gawk,
But a bit on the side doesn’t hurt.
Ambrosia
She’s a slave more to love than to Mammon;
Her sex life all feast or else famine.;
Petite, slender legs,
Little breasts, like poached eggs,
Her cunt salty and sweet, like smoked salmon.
Oral tradition
A good Christian girl, hard to seduce,
She gave ev’ry old tired excuse.
Though she couldn’t, it’s true,
Be persuaded to screw,
She went down on him. Call it a truce!
Raking the coals
He’d just come. She lay damply enfolded,
Her cunt to his cock slickly moulded,
Breasts heaving, lips bruised,
Spent, relieved, but confused;
Love’s flame gone, but the embers still smouldered.