It was something she couldn’t prevent.
In the end, though, how much had it meant?
She’d had sex with some guy
She’d forget, by and by;
Just a fuck, a small, dull non-event!
Fifteen minutes of fame
She was quite justifiably bitter;
“Six times! Wow! This girl ain’t no quitter!”
He’d typed, and hit “send”.
Her fuck-buddy! Her friend!
Now her pussy was trending on Twitter!
Cold feet
“Hello, big boy!” she said with a wink.
Her gruff voice made him stop, though, and think;
Adam’s apple, square jaw,
Not your regular whore!
He kept walking, and felt his cock shrink!
Self-doubt
Did the things she imagined occur?
Dreams or flashbacks? Last night was a blur!
But her tits… sore and bruised!
From her pussy there oozed…
Could that woman who did this be her?
Bedevilled
By libidinous frenzy bedevilled,
In men’s lustful longings she revelled,
Like real-life porn!
She’d arrive home at dawn,
Panties lost, tipsy, giggling, dishevelled.
The age of chivalry
Kings and princes had no need of dating;
The dozens of ladies-in-waiting,
Nice upper-class tarts,
Bless their monarchist hearts,
Were all pretty much there for the mating!
Presumption of innocence
She was grown-up enough, he presumed,
For that fate to which soon she was doomed…
“Worse than death”, as they say!
If asked, what would she say?
Better not! His caresses resumed.
Love-birds
On her porch, they would kiss and canoodle,
She’d fondle his kit and caboodle!
In all kinds of weathers
He’d ruffle her feathers;
She’d coo, while she played yankee-doodle!
Dangerous liaison
His hot breath on her cheek, in the gloom!
Aftershave? Musky, spicy perfume.
A strong hand squeezed her breast!
She reached back and caressed
The uncircumcised cock, but of whom?
Whatever the market will bear
Though, of course, some may think it extreme,
(The cane strikes; a nice guttural scream!)
She’s so very well paid,
Welts and bruises soon fade,
And it helps him to let off some steam.