Just the semblance remained of normality.
Marriage, love, sex, the totality,
All said and done,
Just rolled on, once begun!
Being fucked was a mere formality!
Penmanship
She slid under the sheet, to reflect
How they’d always so sweetly connect;
His cock just seemed so right!
Three, four times in a night!
And each entry so neat and correct!
Garden of earthly delights
In this garden of earthly delights
So much titillates, thrills and excites;
Beer, wine, food, new ways
To have sex all one’s days,
And still kinkier ways all one’s nights!
Goodwill hunting
Bemused friends couldn’t see the attraction;
He didn’t give much satisfaction,
She rooted him, still,
Partly out of goodwill,
And, well, just for a bit of distraction!
An unexpected pleasure
She thought men all wretched and spiteful,
Thought sex would be simply too frightful!
But when introduced,
Courted, charmed and seduced,
She then found it all rather delightful!
Kirsty
A young man, deep in love with Miss Kirsty,
Thought “Ask her out!” thinking, at worst, he
Might get a knock-back,
But he hadn’t the knack,
So he didn’t dare do it, then, durst he?
Bending the rules
Though she’s cute, she’s a bit of a prude;
Doesn’t like being seen in the nude.
She won’t go all the way,
But there’s much, one must say,
That the line she draws doesn’t exclude!
A matter of definition
“I’m no virgin!” she said, with some cheek.
“Do you think I’m some sort of a freak?”
Though she hadn’t, in fact,
Quite completed the act,
It was near enough true, so to speak!
Breaking the ice
Stop! she shouted, and then even chillier,
Sir, you are over-familiar.
Fair go, he said.
We’re halfway into bed,
And a nice friendly root wouldn’t kill ya!
The urgency of love
She thought only of sex. So apalling!
Love, then, this in which she was falling?
Her breast ached with lust;
She would fuck him! She must!
God! How whorish! She’d missed her damn calling!