It was rape, by its outward appearance,
And yet, he eschewed interference…
A fuck hard contested…
But something suggested
The guy might have had prior clearance.
Tag: limerick
Her past
A deep secret, her burden to carry…
At least if she wanted to marry…
Nobody must know
That, not so long ago,
She’d root any Tom, Dick and/or Harry.
Risk averse
Tender, angry, her moods were capricious,
Romantic , or horny or vicious
A cuddle, a kiss
“Come to bed”… even this
He was wary of, darkly suspicious.
The Christmas party
Pointy hat, little pointy elf ears,
Tied up, weeping pretty elf tears,
His jovial guests
Dripping wax on her breasts…
Candy cane up her pussy… loud cheers!
Santa’s helper
Santa’s elf suit, transparently sheer…
She said , grinning ear to ear,
“Well, well! Christmas Eve…
And I’m led to believe
That you’ve been rather naughty this year!”
Poker face
Then he handcuffed her, said with a sneer
“I’m going to hurt you my dear…
I know it’s just play,
But no laughing, okay?
If you laugh, I shall be more severe!”
Dignity
Though by nature aloof and reserved
And though more than the fellow deserved,
She consented to suck him…
Well… rather than fuck him…
Her dignity thereby preserved.
Test drive
“You’re a sub?” he said. “Well… get undressed,
“I shall give you a bit of a test…”
And she’s flogged, back and front,
Ass and thighs, tits and cunt…
Without flinching… hmm… Pretty impressed.
Hanging in there
When a fellow is not so well-hung,
He has still toes and fingers and tongue,
And with these and some spit,
Anywhere that they fit,
Sighs and moans from her soon will be wrung!
Cool
I’ve been told the Swiss do it on skis,
Where the organs of lesser men freeze.
It takes judgement and balance,
But such are their talents,
They do it with consummate ease!