Since love’s flame’s first libidinous flickers,
Fermented and spiritous liquors
Unscrupulous men
Have used time and again
To get into some young virgin’s knickers.
Tag: seduction
Come warm yourself by the fire
Music plays, the warm firelight flickers;
He’s plied her with sweet potent liquors.
She feebly protests,
As he squeezes her breasts,
While his other hand gropes in her knickers.
Interior monologue
God, she thought, I must have a damn jinx!
A guy gives me the eye, and he winks.
And I think, yeah, that’s good.
I could fuck him! I should!
But we never get further than drinks!
Intuitive interface
“It’s just sex,” she said. “What’s not to like?
Cut the crap; all the sweet talk and psych!
Put the peg in the hole!
Just get on with it y’all!
Just jump on! It’s like riding a bike!
Coitus non interruptus
He was nasty, uncouth and corrupt,
His seduction style crude and abrupt.
What to do with such men?
Just get on with it then,
Lest some well-meaning fool interrupt!
Do you have a reservation?
She had some reservations, quite rightfully;
“Suit yourself then!” he said spitefully.
“Fuck you! Okay!”
She said. “Have it your way!”
And it wasn’t so bad. Well, not frightfully.
Quid pro quo
He’d bought dinner, she’d told a rude joke,
A good sign. Should he ask for a poke?
Fish and chips ain’t no feast,
But a blow job at least?
Fuck it! No! Life’s too short! Go for broke!
Tempting fate 2
“Oh my god! What on earth was I thinking,
To come to your room?” she said, winking.
“I might have escaped;
Now I’ll likely be raped!
But perhaps that’s all just wishful thinking!
The procreational urge
For a man, there’s the thrill of the chase;
When she’s caught, though, he must make his case.
Women must have a reason,
Be wooed, be in season!
(Men just need a time and a place).
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Paddling in the gene puddle
It began with a kiss and a cuddle.
Her feelings were all in a muddle;
The things that he said,
The wine gone to her head
Served her thoughts all the more to befuddle!