His cock’s weird… she’s seen quite a few…
Bent and twisted… but still worth a screw…
On her knees, on the floor…
The knob’s in… a bit more…
Ouch! The bloody thing’s gone in askew!
Tag: limerick
His divided attention
It’s distracting, that can’t be denied,
How she’s sitting there, legs open wide,
And the way her jeans fit…
Centre seam up her slit,
And one pussy lip down either side!
A few drinks
“Shut your mouth, and get naked!” he ordered.
His drunken friends laughed and applauded.
She grinned and saluted…
“Now come and get rooted,”
He said. Oh god! No more! Too sordid!
The silence
Squeezed her tit, rubbed her clit… no effect.
At least none he could bloody detect,
So he stuck in his cock…
No excitement, no shock…
Still, she seemed, at least, not to object.
Reality check
Her first fuck! So, then, how did it feel?
Fantastic? A bloody ordeal?
Or just, like, okay?
That’s the best she could say…
Better maybe than wanking… more real!
Star crossed lovers
Their romance, you might say, was ill fated.
They met in school, flirted and dated,
Had sex then, most days,
Lots of int’resting ways,
Till he fucked some hot bitch who she hated!
Proximity
Their relationship still only nascent,
She shouldn’t have been so complacent…
He fucked, bless my soul,
Not the usual hole,
But the other, behind and adjacent!
2+2
Two young guys, a hot day at the beach…
Two girls sun-bathing, just out of reach…
A few well-chosen words…
Leave the beach to the birds,
When there’s sex in the air, and one each!
Don’t slide down the bannister
Naked, sliding downstairs, back-to-front,
For a dare… Silly juvenile stunt.
Went down licketty-split…
Got a blistery tit,
And damn splinters all over her cunt!
Look, don’t touch
What a joy for the lucky beholder!
A shame, such a shame, as he told her.
She might have said no…
He’d have rooted her though,
Had she been just a little bit older.