It had all been a dreadful mistake.
He was only fifteen. for god’s sake!
But a virile young colt,
And although her own fault,
A mistake she was happy to make!
Tag: limerick
Tumble
“Yes, we did have a bit of a tumble…
Well… more slap and tickle and fumble,”
He said. “Sheer luck!
Not your actual fuck…
Pretty close though! A man shouldn’t grumble.”
No deal
“So… just ask,” she said. “Spare me the spiel!
A fuck? Okay. This is the deal…
I don’t suck your dick…
Yes or no? Make it quick!
Too slow buster. But thanks for the meal.”
Why and wherefore
What the fuck did she go and say yeah for?
Some guy that she didn’t much care for…
Short, freckled and thin…
Let him just stick it in…
What the fuck, she thought. That’s what it’s there for!
Mosh
Her first gang bang… well, more of a mosh
And some guys could have used a good wash…
Good clean sweat, just some grime…
Two and three at a time…
Even four, though a bit of a squash!
Down and dirty
Tits-and-arse-wise she’s still got the lot,
Always up for a fuck, hot to trot…
Yeah, she might be past thirty,
But loves to get dirty…
Fuck! Men! Are they stupid or what?
Mirror Mirror
Nipples hardening under the fan,
She admires her allover tan,
Shaven pussy, great bod…
Big tits, nice arse… but God!
What’s the use, if she ain’t got no man?
Thick as a brick
Long and ugly and thick as a brick, it
Was gross… but perhaps she could lick it…
Too chunky to suck,
Let alone to damn fuck,
In the hole where he wanted to stick it!
Flesh wound
“I’m a virgin… please don’t!” she beseeched
All in vain though, her maidenhead breached,
He plunged in, to the hilt…
Virgin blood sadly spilt…
“Well, don’t stop now, for God’s sake!” she screeched.
Out of bounds
Though her Mum watched her like a damn hawk,
She slipped out one day, just for a walk,
Met a boy down the lane
And… it’s hard to explain…
Now she’s grounded, expecting the stork!