Toys

Being toyed with she mostly enjoyed…
Though she’d sometimes get sort of annoyed…
It would mostly depend 
On which hole, at which end…
And which fiendish device he employed. 

Unforgettable

The damn bounder! She’ll never forget him!
He fucked her the first time she met him…
Did other things too,
And she didn’t say boo…
Just bent over, and whimpered, and let him!

The hunt

Not the tenderness of the embrace, 
Not the search for love… that’s not the case…
To his own mild surprise 
It’s the bagging the prize, 
The lust, madness, the thrill of the chase.

Skin

Why are all the most my fun things a sin…
Like, say, most things you do skin to skin…
Or just wanting to root,
Though she’s so fucking cute,
Any woman to whom you’re akin?