A girl’s first fuck is never the best
True words, too often spoken in jest…
There she lay, young and titless…
He’d fucked her damn witless…
“I must be a slut now,” she guessed.
Tag: limerick
A bit harsh
“Did you fuck other women before me?”
She muttered…. “You fucking well bore me!
Did I fuck men? Yeah!
And I didn’t damn care
If some loser like you fucking saw me!”
Low expectations
Got his first bit of crumpet, sly dog
At the pub, in a stall in the bog…
Fuckin stud! He thought smugly…
She ain’t fuckin ugly…
Way better than just a sly snog!
The daughter
“I been touched up before, but not rode…
My pa’s waitin a tad, till I’m growed,”
She said. “Damn but, no lie,
Fuckin’s better’n pie!
I’d of done it before, if I’d knowed “
Invitation
Just a small, unforeseen moral lapse,
Or a fantasy longed for, perhaps…
She’s there, naked, spread wide…
You can see up inside…
Saying “Ready when you are, you chaps.”
The remains
Fallen out of love, all that remains
Sorrow, anger, regrets; the heart’s pains,
And a half-empty bed,
Pillow shaped by her head,
Rumpled sheets, stale perfume, cum stains.
Distraction
Her eyes glued to the screen, watching porn,
She says “Dude, you’re like, kinda withdrawn…”
And he’s “Huh? Right. Okay…”
Sticks it in all the way…
“Yeah, that’s good,” she says, stifling a yawn.
Tit for tat
His odd sexual habits were strange,
But within an acceptable range.
He did stuff for her too,
Other men wouldn’t do,
So she thought “Yep, okay, fair exchange.”
If
As she stared at his cock, where she knelt,
She thought “What if he knew how it felt?
Kneeling there, mouth agape…
Pretty much oral rape…
If he knew how he tasted and smelt!
Owned
Oh my god, she exhaustedly moaned
I ain’t just been bent over and boned…
Been fucked ev’ry which way…
Like I said yes… okay…
But I ain’t just been fucked, I been owned!