“Fuck!” she thought. “Well, I fuckin’ suppose
This is it. My first gang bang! God knows…
Well… I know I said yes,
And I’m naked, I guess,
So now pretty much anything goes!”
Tag: limerick
Friends
The guys called her a slut, although, mainly,
She just fucked her friends… but still, plainly,
She had quite a lot…
Some whose names she forgot,
Though she’d tried to keep track of them, vainly.
Love the one you’re with
From the sofa on which she reclined,
She said “Sir, would you please be so kind…
God! I’d love a good screw!
And you’re here. You’ll do…
Hard and fast, if you will, from behind!”
Bossy bitch
A great body… not young, but not old.
Through the smoke, from the couch where she lolled,
She said “Come over here.
Put down your damn beer,
And fuck me. Just do what you’re told!”
Al fresco
“Your next question, then’s, my place or yours?”
She said. “God! Bloody men are such bores!
There’s the beach, There’s the park,
And it’s pretty much dark,
And I love being rooted outdoors!”
Her too
Circumstances however conducive,
To touch her might be called abusive.
The soundest advice…
Not to say she looks nice…
Even rooting her somewhat abusive.
Window dressing
Low cut top, bosom nicely displayed…
The more tit shown, the more she’ll be paid,
Skirt a slim, silken sheath,
Nothing on underneath…
Tits and arse, working girl’s stock in trade
She who hesitates
The discussion was pretty one-sided…
She might… but she hadn’t decided…
Meanwhile she lay spread
On his dank, rumpled bed,
Upon which she was soon subdivided.
If push came to shove
Her ripe body he couldn’t but covet…
He knew in his heart that she’d love it…
Awake, late at night,
He dreamed dreams of her tight
Secret places he wanted to shove it.
Hysteria
She developed a certain hysteria,
Worried about her interior…
Whether sex might,
In the space of a night,
Fill her pussy with germs and bacteria.