She asked “Where will you put it, precisely?”
“Your cunt,” he said, bluntly, concisely…
“Your mouth… What the hell,
In your arsehole as well.”
“Fine,” she said, that will do very nicely!”
Speed dating for beginners
Scared, confused, it was so hard to choose!
If she got it wrong, what would she lose?
Her virginity, true.
Did it matter though who?
Any prick would do! Fuck! Who cared whose?
Good loser
She’d lost bra, panties, totally bare!
He said “Play one more hand, if you dare!
If I win, then we fuck!”
She replied “Try your luck…
Or just screw me right now. I don’t care”
Consequences
Disobedient, ordered to strip;
The big dildo, the cane or the whip?
Naked, chained to the wall,
She thought “God! Maybe all!”
Cunt so wet it was starting to drip!
Friends and neighbours
Emma-Jean’s moods were wild and erratic;
Shy, scared, angry, horny, ecstatic;
The strange next-door kid
And her brother’s friends did
Such rude things to her, up in the attic!
Siren
Sexy siren, some wild mermaid’s daughter!
She asked, gave no sexual quarter,
Strong men came and went,
Awe-struck, wasted and spent.
God! This woman could fuck underwater!
Invitation
“Free tonight?” he asked… laudable tact…
“Yes, perhaps. Could you be more exact?”
“Okay, how would it suit
To have dinner, then root?”
“Very well, as a matter of fact!”
Hospitality
When a stranger came to the oasis,
Young women would veil their faces;
They wouldn’t say no
To a little root, though,
On a simply hospitable basis.
Fair game
Lean and agile, as sleek as an otter,
Smooth skinned, tanned; she couldn’t be hotter.
She gambolled about,
Happy, fit as a trout,
Till he caught her and fucked her, the rotter!
Willing
Her eyes downcast, she blushed, then went pale;
To be thus addressed by a male.
He loved her, he said!
He must take her to bed!
Inshallah! Yes! Thank God for her veil!