Pussy not only moist, but damn soggy,
Deliciously, squishiously boggy,
She said “As you see,
I’m turned on as can be.
Fuck me frontwards and backwards and doggy!
Free market economy
For two bucks you could fondle her titty…
They hadn’t enough though, a pity…
They came to a deal…
They’d all cop a feel,
For five, plus the change in the kitty.
The laying on of hands
Is it sinful? she wondered, undressing,
This touching myself, or a blessing?
If sinning I am,
Then I don’t give a damn,
And won’t trouble the priest by confessing!
Wise and foolish virgins
A young priestess, back sometime historical,
Asked of the wise Delphi Oracle
“Must I be chaste?
It does seem such a waste!”
(Though the question of course was rhetorical.)
Humidy and tumidity
He watched, hidden; a perfumed mist swathed
Him and her both, like sweat, as she bathed.
He did things, in his mind,
Of the nastiest kind.
She emerged, nonetheless, quite unscathed!
Making a virtue of necessity
Well of course she resisted at first,
Having felt she’d been rather coerced,
But then, much as she had,
She thought “This ain’t so bad.
As roots go, in fact, far from the worst!”
A marriage of convenience
Though he sensed in his wife some estrangement;
Hysteria maybe, derangement…
She, being recumbent,
And he, the incumbent,
He thought quite a decent arrangement.
From here to eternity
On account of her Christian belief,
Giving in did occasion some grief,
But then, all said and done
She thought fucking quite fun,
Not too messy, and blessedly brief.
Satyricon
Horned and hooved, with a long shaggy coat;
A man’s torso, hind parts of a goat!
Being fucked by a satyr …
Not good, but worse, later,
That rank, slimy prick down her throat!
Interior monologue
God, she thought, I must have a damn jinx!
A guy gives me the eye, and he winks.
And I think, yeah, that’s good.
I could fuck him! I should!
But we never get further than drinks!