She could always, of course, have said no,
But they seemed like quite nice fellows though,
So she thought, “What the hell!”
She went to their hotel,
And screwed two, four, six, eight in a row!
Career move
Fuck the bastard or not, which to choose?
She’d be sacked, of course, should she refuse.
As he ogled her smugly,
Fat, sleazy and ugly…
“It’s just sex,” she thought, “what’s to lose?”
Romeo and Juliet
Juliet, horny, woke up at cock-crow.
Her hand, once again, felt his cock grow.
Somewhat to her shame,
She did not know his name.
Was it Romeo? Bloody nice cock though!
Almost perfect
She was stacked, horny, terribly cute,
A remarkably talented root;
Almost perfect, in fact.
The one thing that she lacked
Was a button to put her on mute!
Lucky dip
The conundrum continued to baffle;
Virginity: something to snaffle?
To take to the grave?
To just pointlessly save?
So she sold herself off in a raffle!
No drama
The deed done, she cleaned up and reflected,
Surprisingly little affected;
Some awkwardness, yes,
Panties ripped, and some mess.
Pretty much, though, just what she’d expected.
The profligacy of youth
The boy did as he’d said, and withdrew,
Sprayed her belly and breasts with his goo!
And her face, and her hair!
In her eyes! Everywhere!
And he seemed pretty proud of it too!
From the horse’s mouth
Though the man saw himself as a hunter,
Adventurer, she somewhat blunter,
His prey, so to speak,
Whose sweet cunt such men seek,
Saw him just as another dumb punter.
Geisha
Wooden bathtub, the air hot and steamy;
The geisha, hair loose, soft skin creamy;
To look, taste and touch,
It’s amazing how much
Her moist labia seem like sashimi!
Pinocchio
“Oh Pinocchio! Don’t stop!” she sighs,
His face pressed up between her warm thighs.
In and out slides his nose;
Inch by inch, still it grows!
“Do you love me?”
“Of course, yes,” he lies.