After all of those men that she’d dated,
She found herself bored and frustrated.
Men wanted a whore!
Fuck em all, then! she swore.
Masturbation seemed much under-rated.
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Supersize me
It had not looked that big in the shop…
Ready… Try it again, from the top…
Got the knob in…OK…
A bit more… All the way!
Harder! Faster! Oh fuck! Yeah! Don’t stop!
Bottoms up!
God, I’m horny! she thought. What’s to fuck?
Not the pineapple… ouch! Might get stuck!
The zucchini? Too tame.
The cucumber? Same, same.
The champagne bottle! Fat end. Here’s luck!
Divertimento
As she played with her pussy, she hummed,
Shiny lips falling open, much thumbed,
Spread invitingly wide,
As her hand slipped inside,
Pearly clitoris joyfully strummed!
Self-help
Finger-fucking her tight little slit…
Two! Three! Four! She gasps! God! They all fit!
Now she’s making a fist!
Plunge it in to the wrist…
Though it’s like her poor pussy will split!
Come what may
Though she hadn’t yet come, when he came,
“If you don’t come,” he said, “who’s to blame?
Don’t mean nothin’ to me.
Use your finger, maybe!”
Second-best, but she did, all the same.
Fuzzy bare
Her shaved pussy had sprouted some fuzz;
When she touched it, it gave her a buzz.
It might not look so cute,
When it came to a root,
But she’ll just please herself (which she does!)
Self-education
Fingers flying and moaning, heart drumming,
Her pearly young clitoris thrumming,
Yes! Yes! No, not quite!
She at last got it right,
And was gushingly, blushingly cumming!
Doing the dirty
She could act quite the slut, when it suited,
Get drunk, flash her tits and get rooted.
Most nights, in fact, though,
If asked out, she said no,
And stayed home and, like, just self-polluted.
Golf widow
A golf widow, a bit of a nutter,
Thought “Fuck him! I’ll fuck with his putter!”
She stole it that night,
And took wicked delight,
Getting off on it, greased with some butter!