Bodice flapping, her corset unlaced,
Bosom heaving, her tender heart raced,
As she dismissed her maid
(Sworn to silence, well paid)…
She herself, too, or else be disgraced!
Tag: limerick
Gossip
It was all, of course, just idle chatter,
She told herself. What could it matter?
To call her that, but…
A dumb bitch, and a slut,
With the emphasis placed on the latter!
Romance
She said “Darling… not being pedantic,
But could you be, sort of… less frantic?
It’s called making love,
And, well, heavens above!
Being just fucked just isn’t… romantic!
Opportunity knocking
Perky-titted and young… bushy crotched… it
Got better the longer he watched… it
Appeared he might
Get to root her tonight…
Which he did try to do… but he botched it!
Nip and tuck
“Japanese men are so fucking barmy!”
She thought… she was like origami…
Bent, folded and tucked,
Being fingered and fucked…
Till he came like a fucking tsunami!
Ifs and buts
If he fucked her, she’d be quite annoyed…
Not pissed off, like, but not overjoyed…
Still… she’d worn that short skirt…
And she did kind of flirt…
So a root might be hard to avoid.
Equanimity
He should fuck her, and show her who’s boss!
And he does… but she gives not a toss!
Then she says “Are you done?”
Which quite spoils his fun…
Could the bitch not at least have got cross?
Sunday roast
“Gosh! This bondage thing’s fun!” she admitted.
“I feel quite sluttish!” she tittered…
“Hog-tied, fucked both ends
By yourself and your friends…
Like a damn chicken, trussed up and spitted!”
Swordplay
“God! Your cock’s too damn big to be true!
It’s like having a sword run me through!”
She cried, panting, wide-eyed,
“And it’s all up inside…
Though I thought it might split me in two!”
Cold water
He slid over, said “What are you drinking?
Champagne perhaps, miss?” he said, winking.
“Fuck off,” she replied
“Sorry, darling!” he lied,
And retreated, cock rapidly shrinking.