Bosom thrust out, pert, chewing her gum,
Skirt just short of the cheeks of her bum,
And no knickers, the bitch!
Just the way that they twitch
Quite sufficient to get off, for some!
Tag: limerick
Hanging out
They were buddies. He had a nice build …
They smoked dope sometimes, hung out and chilled.
Since she flirted a bit,
Grabbed his crotch, flashed some tit,
As you’d kind of expect, she got drilled!
Homecoming
She went home, her new dress stained and tattered,
No panties, cum-covered, bespattered!
She could have said no,
In fact may have done, though,
Not, of course, that it fucking well mattered!
First kiss
There was a young girl from Moruya;
Just had her first kiss! Hallelujah!
She whispered to Mum,
Who came over all glum,
And said “Next, he’ll be wantin’ to screw ya!”
Value judgement
“Bein’ faithful ain’t worth a plugged nickel!”
She said. “I ain’t sayin’ a gal should be fickle,
But fuck! What’s the harm,
When men turn on the charm,
In a bit of good ol’ slap ‘n’ tickle?”
Switch-hitter
She remained still naive and complacent,
Her sweet sexuality nascent…
The treacherous bloke
Switched his target mid-stroke…
From her cunt to the hole just adjacent!
Heads or tails?
If you’d tried giving head, which she had,
You’d most likely, like her, have been glad
To go straight to the fuck,
(And just skip the damn suck),
Which, in retrospect, wasn’t so bad.
Beguiled
Though voluptuous, rather a child,
She was easily charmed and beguiled;
Flattered, wildly impressed,
She was swiftly undressed,
And deflowered, debauched and defiled.
Oral testimony
Who’d have guessed, when she’d seemed so aloof?
“Gosh!” he said. “Won’t your Dad hit the roof?”
“Well, he would, if he knew,”
She said, “seeing it’s you,
But he won’t, since I’ve swallowed the proof!”
Cabin fever
As the wife of a woodsman, the thing
Is, all summer it’s green, the birds sing
But, the first dump of snow,
Ain’t no place you can go,
Just get screwed, day and night, until spring!