She lay pondering, somewhat perplexed…
“Am I just a slut? Just oversexed?”
Like, whatever that meant…
As the guy came and went…
And she wiped off his cum and called “Next!”
Tag: slut
Yee hah!
She ain’t fussy at all where she fucks…
In a horse stall, outside, backs of trucks…
Horse shit, mud, she don’t mind…
Saddle up from behind,
Smack her arse and she pig-roots ‘n bucks!
On the beach
She was just a slut, pretty and randy,
Suntanned, cheeky, oily and sandy,
Though sort of distasteful,
It would be quite wasteful
To not fuck her, being there, handy.
Notorious
As a woman of some notoriety,
Shunned, as she was, by society,
Called “that damn slut”
By men’s wives… tough shit, but
She at least got some fucking variety!
Dream girl
She was built like a walking wet dream…
She put out for the whole goddam team,
Coach and ball-boy as well…
Just a nice friendly gal,
And a bunch of boys, letting off steam.
The dawning
When she woke, in the cold light of day,
She reflected, somewhat with dismay,
It may not have been wise,
To have fucked all those guys…
Such a slut! Well, what more could one say?
Pang
Drenched in cum and saliva and sweat,
She had just a small pang of regret…
He might think she’s a slut,
Which I’m not, she thought, but
I might still have played more hard to get.
Good time girl
“I’m a slut”, she said, getting undressed.
“A damn whore!” True words spoken in jest.
“Some champagne and a shower,
I’m yours for an hour…
Line up guys, I’m yours… be my guest!”
Bolt from the blue
The fuck came like a bolt from the blue…
You’d have thought the guy wouldn’t say boo…
Though it gave her a fright,
Make the most of it, right?
Like, a fuck’s a fuck, never mind who!
The trash
She was pretty, but just dumb white trash…
She’d do anything, mostly for cash,
Head job, hand job, just fuck,
Anything for a buck,
Stick whatever you like up her gash.