Call me cynical, harsh, doubting Thomas,
But girls tend to keep themselves from us;
They flirt and they tease,
Even give it a squeeze,
Then cop out, with a lick and a promise!
Tag: flirt
Illegally blonde
She’s got blonde hair and wonderful jugs;
She likes beer and bourbon and drugs.
She wears tight jeans, short skirts,
And she shamelessly flirts
With strange men whom she thinks of as mugs.
No harm in trying
Young ladies, whenever you flirt you
Do so at the risk of your virtue.
Be mindful, however,
It’s now, or else never,
So maybe a root wouldn’t hurt you!
Comeuppance
“What you need’s a good screwing!” he chuckled,
And unzipped his pants and unbuckled.
“I’ll teach you to flirt!”
He said, lifting her skirt,
While she clung to the bed-post, white-knuckled!
Aversion therapy
All this mess might have well been averted,
Had not she first teased him and flirted,
But how could she know
That he’d mistreat her so,
In a manner depraved and perverted?
Incitement
In response to her flirty incitement,
His state of erotic excitement
Quite fogged his young mind,
And so rendered him blind,
He knew not what her shocked shade of white meant.
Fifteen
At fifteen or so, girls’ hormones surge;
They’re beset by the primeval urge.
They become over-sexed,
And they flirt and they sext
With boys, also perched right on the verge.
Give an inch
Though a flirt, and a bit of a tease,
Still, she’d let his hand up past her knees,
And once having got there,
Stockings, dress, underwear
Were discarded with relative ease!
Mr Brown’s wife
Mister Brown’s wife’s more forward than most:
Brown’s short-sighted and deaf as a post.
While she flirts with their guests
And exposes her breasts,
Brown smiles fondly and plays the good host.