The term gangbang she thought quite offensive,
Though, frankly, she was apprehensive…
She wasn’t a slut,
Just adventurous, but…
The men’s use of her would be extensive!
Tag: limerick
Growing up
In her teens, she came out of her shell,
Smoked and drank, started fucking as well,
Said “I am who I am,
And I don’t give a damn.
God and parents can all go to hell!”
Using her brain
Young and restless, and bloody good-looking,
She thought, bugger housework and cooking.
I’ll just be a whore…
That’s what pussies are for!
Call or text anytime for a booking.
Throw her back
A young mermaid, washed up in the kelp…
A sly cove heard her seal-like yelp…
Though he searched, back and front,
For some sort of a cunt…
“Can you talk?” he asked. “Can’t you damn help?”
Fretful
Silly girl, she’d get nervous and fret
About boys, and which ones she might let
Have a kiss, squeeze her titty…
But, God! What a pity
If that were as far as they’d get!
The art of the deal
“Get your tits out!” he said. “Come and kneel.”
He unzipped. She let out a squeal…
“Now suck it!” he said,
“Or I’ll root you instead!”
Which she thought wasn’t such a bad deal.
Shit happens
Did he not think it felt a bit tight…
That, somehow, something wasn’t quite right?
Was it just a mistake,
Being not quite awake?
Or he buggered her out of plain spite!
The big league
“Big mistake… ouch!” she said, with a pout.
“A bit too ambitious, no doubt…
Like, they said he was big,
When they gave me the gig…
Just about pulled my cunt inside out!”
Rude awakening
At the party she drank too much booze,
And lay down on the couch for a snooze…
She woke up oozing cum
From her pussy and bum,
Silly girl, at a loss to know whose!
Testing the limits
Was there anything that she’d not do?
She’d been raped, beaten, left black and blue…
Been disgustingly used…
Yet she’d never refused…
In a strange way, enjoyed herself too.