“God! I’m so fucking horny!” she joked.
“What’s a girl got to do to get poked?
Wave her knickers about,
Shouting Oi lads! My shout?
If I’d worn them, by now they’d be soaked!”
Tag: limerick
Fouling the nest
His apology came from the heart,
Only words, but at least a good start…
Still, his bridges are burnt,
If he hasn’t now learnt,
When you’re fucking a woman, don’t fart!
Routed
Her resistance, at last, was worn down.
Hobbling home, broken heel, torn gown,
Heaving bosom half bare,
Sticky stuff in her hair…
Which explained the poor girl’s forlorn frown.
Indecent haste
She was left understandably miffed…
The damn root altogether too swift…
Clothes ripped off, nothing said,
Bloody thrown on the bed…
In fifteen seconds flat she’d been stiffed!
Now or never
End of school dance, the kids are all bopping..
Past midnight, and don’t look like stopping!
From back seats of cars,
Draped with panties and bras,
The shrill sounds of young girls’ cherries popping!
Smile
She pressed SEND.
“Like my tits? Wanna squeeze?”
He typed back
Pussy 2?
She: Say please!
Ping!
Her pussy, spread wide,
Fingers poked up inside…
He: Sweet cunt. Next time tell it Say Cheese.
Compliant
Bit too fond of the booze and her fags,
But she don’t give a fuck who she shags!
Get her drunk… want some fun?
Try it on… good as done!
Well, unless, like, she’s on the damn rags.
The other side of the coin
The idea did seem a bit strange…
To fuck women, she thought… quite a change!
Come to think of it, though…
She might give it a go…
Well, it wouldn’t be hard to arrange.
Morality
He was morally bloody impaired…
Things he did to her made her damn scared!
Dirty, painful, disgusting…
A woman less trusting
Might well have got mad, or despaired!
Codicil
When I said yes, she said, what I meant,
Was like yeah… to a certain extent…
You could fuck me… you know…
In my pussy but, though…
Not my arse, which is right where it went!