Fuck my mouth! she said, smiling, lips wide.
Then my hot little pussy! Slip, slide!
Do me hard, do me rough!
And if that’s not enough…
Roll me over and do my flip side
Tag: anal sex
Is this love?
Is this love? I’ve been acting quite queerly.
Something like that, she thought. Clearly.
Fucking… well, yeah…
Up the arse though? I swear
He can do what he wants to me really.
Whole hog
OK then. Just use plenty of lube…
In my cunt, in my arse, on each boob…
For a titty-fuck, yeah?
A bit more up in there…
Fuck it, baby, just go the whole tube!
False promise
“Babe, you’ll love it! I promise!” he’d said.
“Can’t you just fuck my pussy instead?”
She cried, far from convinced…
He pushed harder. She winced,
Arse cheeks clenched, sobbing, panting, face red.
Job description
She did things God and law both forbade,
But by doing them brought in more trade…
Up her arse, up her cunt…
To be brutally blunt,
For what else is a lowly whore made?
If
She said “Just so you know… it’s alright…
Fuck my arse, if you want… it won’t bite!
I’m not saying you should…
Just… you know… it’s all good…
If you want to… I just thought you might.”
Boredom
Like, I’m not, like, some cheap little slut,
I was just in a kind of a rut,
She said… bored, like, you know?
I gave anal a go…
But it’s just, like, a pain in the butt!
Vexation
She became, at length, anxious and vexed…
Having sucked him and fucked him, what next?
He’s still hard as a rock…
Now he’ll stick his big cock
Up her virginal arse, she suspects!
Good intentions
He was uncertain just where it went…
Got it in, though, in any event,
But, alas, in her bum…
She turned sulky and glum,
Though, of course, it was jolly well-meant!
Sunday nights
She preferred just plain fucking, no frills.
No damn bondage, no role plays, no pills.
Anal sex left her cold…
Maybe just getting old…
Sunday nights were a contest of wills!