A young bride, on her very first screw,
Of a sudden exclaimed “Deja vu!
I have done this before!”
Said the groom “You damn whore!
So have I, but I’d not have told you!”
Tag: bride
A guiding hand
With her knees by her ears, the bride
Placed a hand on her husband to guide:
Though he had the idea,
And prodded quite near,
He couldn’t quite get it inside.
Dream cum true
It was just as the bride had been dreading,
All through the reception and wedding:
Her blood on the sheet
Of the honeymoon suite,
And his semen all over the bedding!
The consummation
Honeymoons are just like this, she guessed…
They’d been fucking all night without rest…
God! How nice it would be,
Just to get up and pee,
Have a shower, a shit and get dressed.
Sneak preview
“Oh, my darling! You gave me a scare!”
She cried, blushing, half naked, breasts bare,
When he entered the room,
Her fiancé, the groom…
“It’s bad luck. It’s… Oh God! Must you stare?”
Aside
His best man’s pretty hot, thought the bride…
Should she fuck him? Quick, bloody decide!
Would tonight be too soon…
(It’s still pre-honeymoon…)
To be having a bit on the side?
Poor Agnes
On her wedding night, poor Agnes wept.
The whole day had been lovely, except…
When, at last, they’d undressed,
Though he did do his best,
The damn man was bloody inept!
Consummation
A week now since their making of vows…
She’s done all that good breeding allows…
Lain down naked beside him…
Good lord! Must she ride him?
The man’s such a pain to arouse!
Hens party
It’s my last chance, she said with a smile.
Not forever, but shit! For a while!
I’ll get drunk, root all night,
Then I’ll dress up in white
In the morning, and walk down the aisle.
The bride stripped bare
In the honeymoon suite, while undressing,
She said to herself, “Well, I’m guessing,
He’ll want his root now,
But he’s drunk, anyhow,
And might not get it up. What a blessing!”