She lay spreadeagled, nude, while he toyed
With her cunt, which she rather enjoyed,
But was somewhat absurd…
She’d have sort of preferred
He just fuck her, and felt, well, annoyed.
Tag: limerick
Brat
She grabbed hold of his cock and she spat,
And then started to rub it, the brat…
Then a suck, and a lick,
And, well, that did the trick…
And he came on her face and tits… splat!
Shock and awe
“Want a fuck?” he said, sort of off-handish.
She laughed. It just seemed so outlandish!
He then, to her shock,
Said “I’ve got a nice cock…”
Which he whipped out, to gleefully brandish!
Men are bastards
Men are bastards, she’d learned to her cost.
She’d been wooed, screwed, and then double-crossed!
I’m a damn fool, she sighed…
Never mother, nor bride…
Just my fucking virginity lost!
The warming of the spirit
“Let me make you another rum toddy,”
He said. She thought “This isn’t shoddy…
Nice house… One more drink…”
She was starting to think
She might let him make use of her body.
Impunity
Being raped was, of course, quite concerning,
She mused, bosom heaving, cheeks burning…
But what could she do?
He’d deny it she knew…
She’d survived, the damn world was still turning.
It goes with the job
She’s just paid to wash dishes and sweep,
Has an attic cot, upstairs to sleep,
A dumb slut, he thought, still,
He could root her at will,
And at maid’s wages, awfully cheap!
The help
Naked, out in the sun, reading, basking,
One hand on her cunt, multi-tasking…
The young pool-boy (Sam?)
Offered “Help you there, ma’am?”
“No,” she murmured. “But thank you for asking.”
In praise of younger men
“Just a ruffian, reckless and young,
But by God! So stupendously hung!”
She thought, smiling. “Damn hell!
Never been fucked so well!
And that marvellous uncivil tongue!”
Debonair
He was handsome and tall, debonair…
The poor lassie, she hadn’t a prayer!
He seduced her, of course,
Swept her up on his horse,
Took her off to his sordid damn lair!