cunnilingus – Pete's Limericks

Miaow

“Well, my boy,” said the whore. “You’re damn young,
But I gotta say, fuckin well hung!
Your first pussy huh? Cool!
Does it taste good? How’s school?
What’s the matter kid ? Cat got your tongue?”

Umami

Though her cunt did taste slightly of fish,
For what more could a man ever wish?
He continued to savour
Her delicate flavour,
Then plunged in his cock, with a squish!

Upstairs, downstairs

While the scullery maid grimly clung
To the step-ladder’s uppermost rung,
Jack, the house-keeper’s boy,
Gave her spasms of joy,
‘Neath her skirt, with the tip of his tongue!

Well hung

A young squire was trapped by his tongue,
In a chastity belt that was sprung:
He was saved from this plight,
By her husband, the knight,
To be after drawn, quartered and hung!

That’s amore

When Luigi drinks wine and eats pizza
He swears at his mistress, and bizza!
She cries at the time,
But she thinks it’s sublime,
When they kiss and make up, and he izza!

Way to go

Sing the praises of sexual martyrs!
Take Patrick the Purple for starters:
While licking the loins
Of a nun, and their joins,
He was strangled to death in her garters.

Words fail her

She found sex just a trifle absurd…
Laughed a lot, if and when it occurred…
The conceit of the young!
And that thing with his tongue…
Cunni-something… My God, what’s the word?

Playing for keeps

There she is, on the ground on all fours,
With his juvenile cock in her jaws,
And she says, through clenched teeth
To the boy underneath,
“Lick me good, if you wanna keep yours!”

Breath

He approached it… pink, glistening, hairless…
A chap wouldn’t want to be careless,
He thought, being young…
With his nose and his tongue
In her cunt… hot, damp, tasty… but airless!