From the moment they enter their teens,
A young person’s life wildly careens,
In the headlong pursuit
Of somebody to root,
In a mad rush to pass on their genes.
Tag: limerick
Strictly personal
Though her parents were stuffy and strict,
How kids turn out is hard to predict;
She might not fuck, as such,
Well, not terribly much,
But gives great head and loves to be licked!
Persuasion
She had not been too hard to convince;
A few compliments, long looks and hints.
They’d gone out to a bar;
How had things gone this far?
“All too easy,” she thought, with a wince.
The long lunch
She’d gone out with him, only for lunch;
She’d said yes on a bit of a hunch,
And, impressed by his style,
His smooth talk and his smile,
Yes again, when it came to the crunch!
First impression
Though they’d only just been introduced,
She was already half-way seduced.
She could hear her heart pound,
Muting all other sound;
She blushed crimson, as if she’d been goosed!
Vivid
She woke up having dreamed she’d been raped,
By a penis fantastically shaped,
And it still seemed so real, it
Seemed she could still feel it;
Her pussy still dribbled and gaped!
Radar
At a party, he’d schmooze and he’d mingle,
And sniff out a girl who was single;
At once he could tell,
From her eyes and her smell,
And the end of his penis would tingle.
Rubbity-dub
A nice girl he’d just met at the pub,
In the midst of the rowdy hubbub,
Slyly unzipped his fly,
Looked him straight in the eye,
And quite publicly gave him a rub!
Stealth
He approached from behind and below;
Careful movements, deliciously slow.
She continued to snore;
Just a few inches more…
Was she sleeping in fact? Did she know?
Inner strength
Even in, it continued to grow!
How much further inside could it go?
Maybe up to her liver?
The thought made her shiver!
It felt fucking wonderful, though!