Cheeky wench… Her continued defiance
Of course justified his reliance
On ropes, handcuffs, chains,
Riding crops, whips and canes,
Which ensured her grudging compliance.
Tag: consent
Up for it
“Well, I’m buggered! she laughed and said brightly,
“It did fit, albeit damn tightly…
Arse-virgin no more!
Of course I’m damn sore…
Go again? If you ask me politely!”
Enough rope
She allowed him a kiss and a grope,
But, y’know, give a boy enough rope…
Pretty soon she was nude,
In the mood to be screwed,
Slidin’ down the old slippery slope.
The milk of human kindness
” I just thought, if you’re that way inclined…
Or just didn’t, like, very much mind…
Well… there’s been other chaps…
Could I fuck you perhaps?”
He said. “Yes? Thanks! You’re terribly kind.”
A tight spot
She was quite understandably frightened…
Her poor puckered ass sphincter tightened…
One finger, then two…
Then his cock… what to do?
Clutch the bedhead and sob, knuckles whitened!
Flirtatiousness
She’d been flirty perhaps, a bit cheeky,
And drunk… but the bastard was sneaky…
Somehow she was nude…
And not just being screwed,
But in ways that were pretty damn freaky!
Skinny dip
They went swimming… he flopped out his willy…
She showed him her cunt, pink and frilly…
They kissed on the shore,
And he tried to do more…
She laughed. “Fuck off! Don’t be fucking silly!”
No deal
“So… just ask,” she said. “Spare me the spiel!
A fuck? Okay. This is the deal…
I don’t suck your dick…
Yes or no? Make it quick!
Too slow buster. But thanks for the meal.”
Fond hope
As he squeezes and fumbles and gropes,
He’ll give up and stop trying, she hopes…
If he does get her nude,
And she finds herself screwed,
Well, she’ll just have to see how she copes.
Snuggery
Though she’d planned just a kiss and a hug…
Or if pressed, maybe give it a tug…
Well, things got out of hand,
As one might understand,
And, once in, it felt lovely and snug!