Denim shorts cut alarmingly high…
Panties glimpsed through the half-open fly…
The crotch frayed to a thread…
It could never be said
The young hussy who wore them was shy!
Odalisque
A sloe-eyed odalisque of mixed breed,
She tapped into his unspoken need;
Musky-scented and sultry,
Intent on adult’ry,
And certain, it seemed, to succeed!
The eye of the beholder
She bends over and parts her plump cheeks;
From between her thighs shyly there peeks,
Pinkly winking at him,
Silky-lashed round its rim,
That which blindly the one-eyed snake seeks.
Knowing, in the biblical sense
She knew perfectly well what it meant,
That the sheet was propped up like a tent,
Quite alarmingly so,
But she didn’t yet know
Where or how, God protect her, it went!
Of rice and men
Vegetarian women are gentle;
No dead cow for them, but the lentil.
No red-blooded male
May sniff at their tail;
For them sex must be transcendental!
Cleave to each other
With a firm grip, she feels its heft;
Two good handfuls, and plenty more left!
Then she draws what she holds
Through the velvety folds
Of her yearningly yawning pink cleft.
Pushing the envelope
“I was not in the mood, that’s the issue,”
She sighed. “My God! Sometimes I wish you
Could work out what’s meant
By that big word, consent!
Now stop grinning, and pass me a tissue.”
Turned on
It was said her affections were fickle;
A good-looking fellow would tickle
Her fancy, and she
Went so red, you could see
That her pussy had stated to trickle.
Arranged marriage
She’d been led like a lamb to the slaughter,
Eyes, thighs and resolve turned to water…
Been given to him,
To be used at his whim:
And behave like a good wife and daughter.
Heart of gold
Since he’d payed for the hotel, she thought,
(And the airfares and presents), she ought
To allow him some joy,
The poor dear old boy,
At the last gasp, the final resort!