At the risk of provoking a mutiny.
Once she’d subjected to scrutiny
All of the crew,
She should choose one, she knew,
Though she didn’t, in fact, want to root any!
Category: AO
Adults only
Etymology
“Friends with benefits”, “cum-chums”, “fuck-buddies”,
In etymological studies,
Are casual things
No commitment, no strings.
Love’s a notion for old fuddy-duddies!
Feeling it in her bones
Although virginal, tight, tense and narrow,
His cock, long, hard, straight as an arrow,
Plunged in to the bone!
Though she let out a moan,
She was secretly thrilled to the marrow!
HR
Inexperienced, only an amateur,
Lacking in depth and diameter;
Word got about
That the new girl put out,
And the boys were soon going wham-bam at her!
The Muse
“Homer, darling,” said Clio, the Muse,
“That was lovely, but still, you must choose!
I don’t clean! I don’t cook!
Just get on with your book!
You can write and fuck too! What’s to lose?”
Teamwork
She said “Gentlemen, that was just splendid!
To all, thanks for services rendered!
For granting my wish!
And I’m loving the squish
Of your semens within me, all blended!”
Roosters and cocks
Fleshy, soft, like a rooster’s red wattle,
Her labia thicken. Full bottle!
She lets in the tip,
Gets a grip, lets it slip;
Will it all fit in? Yes! The whole lot’ll!
The icing on the cake
She’d had too many whiskies, she feared.
She’d lost her clothes too, it appeared.
And what was this goo,
Trickling out of her too,
On her tits and her face, caked and smeared?
The life of the party
“Well,” she said, when her vision had cleared,
“I think this bukkake thing’s weird.
I don’t see the fun…
Are you guys all quite done?
Look at me, sticky, spattered and smeared!”
Spectator sport
One would think a root quite hard to botch;
Wham, bam into a slippery crotch!
Though it’s not rocket science
Or battling with giants
It might depend who’s there to watch.