She’s a nymph, he’s a god… fucking Zeus!
Gonna fuck her, don’t need no excuse…
Kinda rape, she supposed,
Nymphish pussy exposed,
Wet with tasty ambrosial juice!
Tag: nymph
The heat
Long hair plaited and twisted and coiled,
Taut body svelte, glistening, oiled,
Breasts rising and falling,
Young nymph, siren-calling,
She basks in the sunshine, half broiled.
The nymph
Like a nymph, naked… nary a wisp,
In the first light of dawn, cool and crisp,
Puckered nipples, breath mist,
Through lips meant to be kissed…
She sighed “Fuck me pleathe, thir,” with a lisp.
Thor 1
As he came, with a thunderous roar,
The poor nymph being rooted by Thor
Muttered “Greek god or not,
I’m fair done with this lot,
And that fucking dyke, Sapho, what’s more!
Thor 2
When he came, Thor, the Greek god of thunder
Fair ripped the nymph’s pussy asunder!
The noise and the lightning,
What’s more, was damn fright’ning.
Poor thing! Was it worth it, I wonder?
Supernatural
Nymph or demon? Sphinx? Elf? Fish or fowl?
Was she purring, or was it a growl?
Her cunt steaming inside,
As she rode him astride,
Till she came, with an unearthly howl!
Can't get it down
The gods fashioned the wood nymph to cater
For sexual needs in the satyr;
That creature, the faun,
Roots from dusk until dawn,
Rests a while, and then roots some more later!
Arcadian interlude
The nymph fled from the goatish god, Pan,
His prick thick as the arm of a man,
But the randy old satyr,
Determined to mate her,
Grew harder, the harder she ran.