Why on earth would a young girl abstain,
Be as horny as hell, but refrain,
And not give in to lust?
Such a waste, and for just
Some uncertain, vague, post-mortem gain!
Tag: horny
Hope springs eternal
He was hard in her hand, so hope glimmered;
So horny, it seemed, but so timid!
While she, hot to trot …,
Would he fuck her or not?
Having come to the boil, she simmered!
The idea of sex
Though, her whole life, she’d dreaded and loathed
The idea of sex, once betrothed,
Having kissed him, she found
She liked playing around
And, in fact was the first one unclothed!
A matter of taste
She’d been horny enough, keen as mustard!
A guy after whom she had lusted
Had seemed worth a go,
But the sweat and smells, though,
And the taste of him left her disgusted.
Arousal
She’d stripped down to her knickers and cami,
Still blushing, her underarms clammy,
But horny as hell…
Nipples hard, (could he tell?)
Her damp pussy as slick as wet chamois!
Highs and lows
In a doorway, behind a closed shop,
They smoked dope, he unfastened her top.
They were horny and high;
She had sex with the guy.
Well, he fucked her. She didn’t say stop!
Tired and emotional
When she drinks, she gets maudlin and weepy,
And lonely, and horny, and sleepy.
She has a good cry,
Then has sex with some guy;
When she comes, she cries more! Kinda creepy!
Improvisation
In a pinch, when she’s horny, she’ll root
The dog’s bone, a doll’s leg, bits of fruit,
A wine bottle, shampoo,
Heel of boot, toe of shoe;
Once an oboe! Or was it a flute?
A tolerant man
Though her husband was kind and adoring,
She found marriage lonely and boring;
He fucked her a lot,
But the more that she got,
The more horny, and still went out whoring!
Romeo and Juliet
Juliet, horny, woke up at cock-crow.
Her hand, once again, felt his cock grow.
Somewhat to her shame,
She did not know his name.
Was it Romeo? Bloody nice cock though!