She goes out at night, hangs around bars…
Little skirt, don’t wear knickers or bras…
Cadges drinks off strange blokes,
Who she teases and strokes…
And then fucks them, in doorways or cars.
Tag: slut
Post-feminist
Once a feminist, long since recanted,
“Right there, big boy! Harder!” she panted…
A self-confessed slut,
She did love to fuck, but
Not, of course, being taken for granted.
On a mission
Young and pretty, a girl on a mission…
Fuck plenty… a noble ambition!
She even kept score…
Ranked and rated, what’s more…
A fine slut, of her own sweet volition.
The unbearable wetness of being
“God, I’m such a slut… pussy so wet…
And he ain’t even touched me… not yet!”
She thinks. “Such a cute guy…
A nice suit, a nice tie
Gonna get him to fuck me, I bet!”
The world’s her oyster
She said “Yeah, I’m a trollop essentially…
Fancy a fuck?” she asked wenchily…
Quite up to you…
Though I’d like if you do…
But the world’s full of cocks, providentially!
Use it or lose it
“Without sex, life would be such a bore,”
She said. “Men, women, orgies and more,
Random people, their pets,
It’s as good as it gets…
I mean, why would I not be a whore!”
Cum as you are
Golly, gosh! She’s so fuckin excited!
An orgy, his friends all invited…
Bukkake and piss…
Fuckin perfect slut-bliss…
Gonna get herself fuckin airtighted!
The cost
When she fucked she fucked hard, heart and soul,
Anytime, anywhere, any hole,
A hot body, although,
At like thirty or so,
You could see it was taking a toll.
The sporting life
A great party, good booze and good food…
This chick’s got herself totally nude…
She’s a pretty good sort,
And a bloody good sport…
Gonna get comprehensively screwed!
Rough and tumble
Charged with rape, he was later acquitted…
The girl was a slut , and dim-witted…
“Well yeah, fair enough…
Though he fucked me damn rough
It was all kinda fun”, she admitted.