Now he’s done the right thing and proposed,
He’ll be wanting some sex, she supposed.
Some girls, one understands,
Use their mouth or their hands!
To the latter she’s not so opposed.
Tag: fellatio
At arm’s length
Shocked and awed, still she tried to stay calm.
It lay, heftily, there on her palm.
What to do with it now?
Suck it? Fuck it somehow,
Though as long and as thick as her arm?
Post-feminist
Peer pressure informed her the norm
Was to take off her clothes and perform,
To give head jobs to boys,
To compare and swap toys,
Sometimes buzzing still, sticky and warm!
An eminently reasonable man
He said “Darling, I don’t want to quarrel.
I know you think fucking’s immoral.
That’s sad but, of course,
I would never use force.
Could you maybe just do something oral?
Fundamentalism
She insisted she just couldn’t, morally,
Have sex with him, except orally.
Funny, she finally
Liked it vaginally;
Not up the arse still, though, sorrily!
The way to a girl’s heart
Much as girls who are new to the art yearn
For love, soon the ones who are smart learn
That giving good head
May accomplish instead
Little more than a sore throat and heartburn!
A bushel and a peck
So, she gave him a kiss, just a peck.
It was nice, so she thought “What the heck?”
Then he got out his prick,
And she gave it a lick;
It was soon in her, up to her neck!
Private lives
Though her sexual pastimes were quirky,
Her past and her present both murky,
No matter how sore
Were her arse or her jaw,
She still turned up to work looking perky!
My fair lady
“My Fair Lady”, Sir Lancelot wrote,
“On thy sweet self I lovingly dote.
I pray nightly to God
I may soon shoot my wad
In thy cunt, or mayhap down thy throat!”
The hoax
He begins to sweet-talk her, to coax,
Just one more of his practical jokes…
The deception seems small
But she swallows it all.
She looks up, and he laughs, and she chokes!