As the day dragged on, stifling a yawn,
“Serves me right, staying up until dawn,”
She thought. “Wish I’d been drunk,
Getting screwed by some hunk,
Not at home, jilling off, watching porn!”
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Making a spectacle of oneself
As a rule, self-possessed and reserved,
She now found herself rather unnerved;
Getting off on her hand,
One could not understand
Why the bastard just sat there and perved!
Rubbing her the wrong way
Back at school, girls gave other girls flowers,
And sometimes, at night, in the showers,
Rubbed each other’s cunts,
Tried to cum both at once
While we other girls watched and rubbed ours.
The naturist
Naked, bareback, she rode in all weather;
She might, her touch light as a feather,
(No need to undress herself),
Sometimes caress herself,
Pussy lips tough as old leather!
Believe it or not!
Quite amazing, how deep and how wide
Was her pussy, she’d found, when she’d tried
Things to see if they’d fit,
Strange things too, she’d admit
To her friends, with a curious pride!
Performance review
Hand down panties, massaging her clit.
She wants something inside! What would fit?
The drink bottle? Her brush?
Why the sudden strange hush?
Her boss standing behind her! Oh shit!
Ignorance is bliss
Daddy tucked her in, kissed her goodnight…
Almost sixteen… somehow not quite right…
He’d just die if he knew
The rude things that she’d do
To herself when he turned out the light!
Mister Perfect
So, my ideal lover, she said,
Fucks me good, doesn’t mess with my head;
No damn lies, bullshit, flattery,
Comes with a battery,
Always there, under my bed.
Going solo
Strung along for six years by Ralph,
Betty thought, fuck him! Left on the shelf!
Well, the bastard, all said,
Was dead hopeless in bed…
She’d keep on getting off by herself!
Tiptoe through the two lips
Finger painting, or flicking the bean,
Muffin buffin’, you know what I mean?
You can frap, you can shlick,
What a shame you can’t lick!
So deliciously lewd and unclean!