Young and beautiful… almost a child…
Smiling… begs to be used and defiled…
So sweet, innocent, pure…
He asks “Are you sure?”
“Fuck yeah!” she says. “Fuckin’ go wild!”
Tag: limerick
Scents and Sensibility
She oozed sex… You could taste it and smell it,
Enticing his sensual palate…
Breath, pussy juice, sweat…
You could tell she was wet…
Catch it, bottle it… God! You could sell it!
Drilling down
A great body, a breaker of hearts,
Skilled at all the erotic dark arts…
A great fuck… but to love?
Like, if push come to shove,
Is she more than the sum of her parts?
Keep smiling
Bondage sounded, like, edgy and fun…
Shoulda pulled up her panties and run!
Bein’ tied up and buggered…
Fuck! Pretty damn rugged!
A pain in the arse! ‘Scuse the pun.
Self satisfaction
When folks asked her if she had a boy,
She would blush, and come over all coy…
Just look down, shake her head…
Shyly leaving unsaid
She preferred her big, black fucking toy!
Front row seat
She lay back on his leather recliner,
Skirt hitched up to flash her vagina…
“Yeah… nice!” he said. “Wait!
I can make it vibrate!”
Not too bad, for a stand-up one-liner.
Sticking it up her
She was stuck up, a bitch, narcissistic,
Inclined to go pretty ballistic…
“I’ll get her in bed…
Fuck her brains out!” he said…
Which the guys thought a tad optimistic.
Pussy posse
Pussy so damp it oughta be mossy,
She rode him and yelled “Gee up hossie!
Line up fellers, quick!
This gal’s itchin’ fer dick!
Gonna fuck me a whole fuckin’ posse!
On rotation
This whole bondage thing’s much over-rated,
She thought… wondered what she most hated…
Hog-tied, spit-roasted
Fucked, TikTokked and posted..
Upended, tossed, tumbled, rotated!
Spontaneity
“Public fucking can be rather fraught…
Wild, exciting… but what if you’re caught?
Women mostly tut-tut…
Horny young fellers, but,
Want a piece too!” she said (chuckle… snort.)