It’s a dull life, it seems, academia,
Pen-pushing, nothing much seamier.
Sometimes, with luck,
A young woman to fuck ,
For a pass… up the arse… somewhat steamier!
Con-text
She was kind of annoyed and perplexed…
A cute guy from her school sent a text,
And they flirted a bit,
Then he said “Show some tit…”
And she did, though she thought, “Fuck, what’s next?”
Sacrifice
Though he’d given up fucking for Lent,
This young pussy was damn heaven sent,
Father Riley opined…
Sure and God wouldn’t mind…
A small sin, and he’d later repent.
Blood kin
When Jed fucked his young sister, she bled…
“Lucky, ain’t it, we fucked in the shed,”
He said. “What a darn mess…
Ma’d of found out, I guess,
If we did what we did in yer bed.”
Mind over matter
Gagged and blindfolded, muffled and blind,
Being fucked from in front and behind,
Hogtied, naked, exposed…
Could be worse, she supposed,
Than just this… which she didn’t much mind.
Dripping
The poor cook was forever on guard,
Since his lordship was constantly hard…
Tits kept well out of sight
Arse and pussy kept tight,
Ready greased with some dripping or lard.
Perspective
“Gosh, it’s awfully big,” she said cutely…
“Too big!” she cried, quite astutely.
“Impressive… but shit…
I don’t think it will fit!”
“Oh it will…” he said. “Yes, absolutely!”
Pixie and Dixie
Little tits, boyish bum, like a pixie,
Talks dirty, all cutesy and tricksy,
Cunt fits like a glove…
God, he thinks. I’m in love!
And I ain’t fuckin’ whistlin’ Dixie
Hooked
She rolled over and gave him a hug,
Big and hairy, a bit of a thug,
But the sex was damn good…
Would she leave him? She should…
But like people say, love is a drug.
The cold shoulder
“Fuck you sir!” Not a ladylike curse…
“And your penis too!” Suitably terse.
“Put it back in your pants,”
She said looking askance…
As cocks go, though, she thought, she’d seen worse.