She was young, he knew, slutty damn kid,
Only fifteen, in fact (which she hid),
Still a virgin, what’s more,
Which she found a big bore…
“Fuck me mister!” she said. So he did.
Tag: limerick
Motown
There was a young girl from Detroit
Who at fucking was very adroit…
Tits as big as her head,
Knew her way round a bed,
Lovely arse, and a cunt like a quoit!
The blush
His remark had been rather obscene…
The poor girl, still an innocent teen
Blushed as red as a beet,
From her head to her feet
And the lovely pink parts in between!
Bewitched
Naked, elfin, she held him bewitched,
Movements molten, voice breathily pitched…
Time stood still… future , past…
When she touched him at last,
His cock stood like a totem and twitched!
Fight or flight
The man’s cock was distinctly erect,
Which of course made her strongly suspect
He had sex on his mind…
So she fled, lest she find
Her suspicion was all too correct!
The milk of human kindness
” I just thought, if you’re that way inclined…
Or just didn’t, like, very much mind…
Well… there’s been other chaps…
Could I fuck you perhaps?”
He said. “Yes? Thanks! You’re terribly kind.”
The first is never the best
This guy wanted to fuck her… her first!
It might be… what? A dud fuck at worst…
So she nodded … ok…
Not a kiss, no foreplay
Just wham bam… and her cunt near burst!
Ho hum
He said “Thank you for letting me come
Up your tight little virginal bum,
And for sucking me too…
Such a sweet thing to do…
While you suck, could you possibly hum?”
Tapped
She just kissed him… next thing she’d been tapped!
What the fuck? Like, she’s totally crapped!
She’s ’bout had it with men!
If he does it again,
Goin’ get his shit-eatin’ face slapped!
Left hanging
The poor girl, all worked up, juices flowing,
She simply had no way of knowing,
Cream-pied, cast aside,
Her orgasm denied,
If the bastard was coming or going!