Pussy lips like furled leaves.. petals… floral…
Blush-pink inside, outside more coral…
Their musky perfume
Would pervade the whole room…
But she wouldn’t fuck… only give oral!
Tag: oral
Words fail her
She found sex just a trifle absurd…
Laughed a lot, if and when it occurred…
The conceit of the young!
And that thing with his tongue…
Cunni-something… My God, what’s the word?
Skinning a cat
“I do value my virtue quite highly…
My pussy, that is,” she said shyly…
“But no one would know
If you buggered me though…
And went down on me too,” she said slyly
In control
“You may fuck me. Okay,” she agreed.
“Yes… You do have a nice cock indeed!
I’ll just suck it a bit…
Lick my pussy and clit…
Good. That’s quite enough now. Please proceed.”
Cold comfort
Her cold heart began, slowly, to melt.
If she’d known how the poor fellow felt…
He’d confessed though, at last…
More tongue! Not so damn fast!
She cried, clasping his head, where he knelt.
A nose for trouble
As the previous night came back, hazily,
God! She’d behaved a bit crazily!
All those big cocks,
In her mouth, in her box,
Even, possibly, too, (sniffle), nasally!
Choirgirl
A young choirgirl, basically moral,
Got into a quite nasty quarrel,
With some rude bitch who
Said that everyone knew
Her main talent was oral, not choral!
Terms of reference
Virgin? She? Could he be more exact?
Did he mean the straight sexual act?
She’d screwed anally, orally;
Could she still, morally,
Claim still to be, for a fact?
An eminently reasonable man
He said “Darling, I don’t want to quarrel.
I know you think fucking’s immoral.
That’s sad but, of course,
I would never use force.
Could you maybe just do something oral?
Fundamentalism
She insisted she just couldn’t, morally,
Have sex with him, except orally.
Funny, she finally
Liked it vaginally;
Not up the arse still, though, sorrily!