“So, he fucked me outside, on the swing…
Anybody could see, was the thing!”
She said. “Folks passing by,
And the gardener guy…
And me there, with my arse in a sling!”
Tag: public sex
Al fresco
“Your next question, then’s, my place or yours?”
She said. “God! Bloody men are such bores!
There’s the beach, There’s the park,
And it’s pretty much dark,
And I love being rooted outdoors!”
Tryst
She’d gone out on the heath for a ramble,
In hope they might meet, a sly gamble.
They did, indeed, too…
No-one saw, no-one knew,
And they kissed… which was just the preamble!
The help
Naked, out in the sun, reading, basking,
One hand on her cunt, multi-tasking…
The young pool-boy (Sam?)
Offered “Help you there, ma’am?”
“No,” she murmured. “But thank you for asking.”
Risky, frisky
Naked, scared, she said “What if we’re caught?”
“But we won’t!” came his ready retort.
“Let’s just have a good screw…
What the fuck if we do!”
(Which they might, too, but perish the thought!)
Al fresco
“Let’s go fuck in the park… open air!”
His girl said with a grin. “I don’t care
If we’re caught in the act…
As a matter of fact,
That’s more fun! More up-yours! Double-dare!
Too much information
Betsy’s father flew into a rage,
Not just only because of her age,
And the fact she’d had sex,
Which one sort of expects
But the fact that she’d done it on stage!
A few drinks
“Shut your mouth, and get naked!” he ordered.
His drunken friends laughed and applauded.
She grinned and saluted…
“Now come and get rooted,”
He said. Oh god! No more! Too sordid!
Sarsaparilla
He pulled over, said “Want a root, dear?”
She cried “We can’t have a root here,
With cars driving by!”
Then she started to cry.
“Aww”,he said “then I’ll have a root beer.”
The lobbyist
She’d been caught having sex in the lobby.
“Right, Miss. What’s yer game?” said the bobby.
“Just innocent fun!”
She said. “What harm’s been done?
Just a girl’s little bit of a hobby!”