Gosh! she said to herself, as she showered…
Poor girl, she’d been quite overpowered…
That furious screw…
And he’d eaten her too!
Well, not eaten, so much, as devoured!
Tag: limerick
Splitting hairs
Listen, darling, she said. Though you’re sweet,
Being faithful’s just so obsolete!
Just consider your luck!
You’ve still got me to fuck,
And I’m upfront… it’s not like I cheat!
Which part of no?
She’d meant “no” to be quite absolute,
But he took it as “maybe”, the brute!
He might just have been thick,
Or else thought with his prick,
Or determined on having a root!
The zeal of the converted
“Fucking’s great, babe!” he said. “You should try it!”
Though tempted, she didn’t quite buy it,
But fucked him, and then
His two friends, passing men…
Less a gang bang, in fact, than a riot!
Uncomplicated
Though she’s pretty, she’s not all that bright…
Whopping tits! Yep, a bit of alright.
Loves a root too, what’s more…
Knows what pussies are for…
Wind her up, you can fuck her all night!
Aperture, exposure
“Right,” he said. “Darlin, down on your knees…
Push yer titties out… give em a squeeze!
Spread yer pussy lips wide…
Stick a finger inside!
That’s it. Look at the birdie… say cheese!”
Hullabaloo
What a fuss! So much hullabaloo!
Like, who cares if she fucks or fucks who?
Like, who gives a fuck, right,
If they’re black pink or white?
And who gives a damn fuck if they do?
Boredom
Like, I’m not, like, some cheap little slut,
I was just in a kind of a rut,
She said… bored, like, you know?
I gave anal a go…
But it’s just, like, a pain in the butt!
Led on
She regarded the prospect with dread…
Let him kiss her… now look where it’s led!
Now he wants a damn fuck!
Gosh! What rotten damn luck!
Could she maybe just suck him instead?
Telepathy
Well, of course the girl’s drunk (and still drinking)…
Not hard to guess, though, what she’s thinking…
The way that she sits…
And she’s flashing her tits,
Blowing kisses and giggling and winking.