When your sex-life’s become a big bore,
There are options one ought to explore,
Such as fantasy roles,
Trying different holes,
Public places, new partners and more!
Try a threesome one night with a whore,
Try positions you’ve not tried before!
The perversions are fun,
You may find, when once done:
Don’t be shy, lighten up, break the law!
Tag: holes
First time for everything
Not as bad as she’d thought, she admitted…
He’d fucked ev’ry hole where it fitted…
Then called in his friend,
And, one guy at each end,
Arse and throat she’d been thoroughly spitted!
The power of positive thinking
Though her sex life had just been so-so,
It was hectic now, full-on, go-go!
She’s like one of those dolls…
A selection of holes…
Yes to anything… nothing no-no!
Having his druthers
“Let me say, before things go much farther,”
She said, as she undid her bra, “The
Thing is… Bless my soul!
Well… quite frankly… which hole?
I don’t mind much though… Which would you rather?”
A reasonable question
“Gosh!” she said. “Silly me, to assume
There’d be just you and me… I presume
All these guys are your friends?
Like… that’s cool… just depends,
Like… there’s only three holes… is there room?”
Victim impact statement
Though she possibly over-reacted,
“BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP!” (Expletives redacted),
She shouted, in shock,
At the size of his cock,
And on which of her holes it impacted!
Slim pickings
Perky titties, and lean as a whippet.
Her skirt little more than a snippet
Attracting one’s gaze,
As one thought of the ways,
And the holes into which one might slip it!
The last straw
All her holes pretty much rubbed red-raw,
A late-comer joined in… the last straw!
She groaned “Right, guys, that’s it!
There’s no place he can fit!”
“Oh, come on!” they said. “Don’t be a bore!”
The rhythm method
At siesta (when nobody slumbers),
Her dance teacher (tangos and rumbas)
Continued her class;
1, 2, (cock up her arse),
3, (change holes), 4, 5 … All by the numbers!
Red letter days
They had markedly differing views
About which of her holes he could use;
Though her arse was taboo,
And her mouth, mostly, too,
On his birthday and such, he could choose.