Blushing, shy, as befitting a bride,
To her bridesmaid she whispers (aside),
“I’m surprised he can dance!
He’s fair bursting his pants!
God! Just wait till I get him astride!”
Tag: erection
Hope springs eternal
He was hard in her hand, so hope glimmered;
So horny, it seemed, but so timid!
While she, hot to trot …,
Would he fuck her or not?
Having come to the boil, she simmered!
Full-filling
She reached back and jiggled her hand, which,
Of course, caused his cock to expand, which
He rubbed on her bum
And, in front, soon to come
His friend’s cock; she the meat in their sandwich!
Cut and thrust
Blind to all but his throbbing erection,
He didn’t use any protection;
The girl didn’t care,
To be totally fair;
Nine months later … caesarean section!
No hard feelings
Though not hot, he was quite a nice bloke,
So she kissed him and gave it a stroke.
He got hard…what the hell!
So she shagged him as well,
Though both knew it was just for a joke.
Kippers
As the Mistress tucked into her kippers,
Bare-breasted, in nightgown and slippers,
The butler stood by
(And the cook’s son and I,
Hidden, smirking, cocks straining at zippers!)
The urgency of desire
He got hard when they kissed and embraced,
Hands in clothes, hot flesh pressed in mad haste,
At her parents’ front door!
She was begging for more;
Not to fuck her would be such a waste!
Love is in the air
On the air came a sexual whiff;
Something musky and yeasty, (sniff, sniff)
From someone in the room,
From the panties of whom?
“Ah! The blonde!” he thought, instantly stiff.
The rake’s progress
With the dissolute ways he’d espoused,
He dressed rakishly, gambled, caroused.
He’d squeeze tits, pat and rub
Wenches’ cunts at the pub;
Codpiece bulging the more, when aroused!
Point of order
As it would, it came to her attention,
In fact, caused her great apprehension.
It rubbed at her hip,
Was beginning to drip;
A vexed question, a bone of contention!