Fast becoming a sexual hermit,
Plain luckless and fuckless, a Kermit,
He could have used whores
But he didn’t because …
It lacked… romance, he guessed you could term it.
Tag: whores
Fourplay
Naked, down on the floor, on all fours,
She said “Don’t think that girls are all whores,
But, look, just for tonight,
You can have me, alright?
Fuck me! Do what you like! I’m all yours!”
Wild West 10
Around noon, from the shade where he’d idled,
He roused himself, pissed, spat and sidled
Along to the bar,
Where the young fillies are,
That a man can ride bareback, unbridled!
Defile share
Quite the life of the party! A tonic!
And wizard at things electronic!
What hearty guffaws,
When he dildoed two whores,
Screaming, jerking, in stereophonic!
The marital contract
“Sex is one of a wife’s household chores,
Not too taxing, for all a man’s flaws,”
She said. “Hell! I confess,
I like ironing less!
In a way, one might say, we’re all whores!”
Candlelight
The soiree became rather debauched…
Wenches whipped, raped, their pubic hair torched!
The old Marquis de Sade
And his friends partied hard…
Poor whores, underpaid, played with and scorched!
Number one wife
Tā de zhàngfu yǒu yīge dá diăo.
Bĭshĭ tā bú chéng yīge lăo piáo,
Bĭshĭ yě bú fābiāo,
Tā gěi hěn duō kǒujiāo
Měige wăn, bāng tā fàngsōng, shuì jiào!
她的 丈夫 有 一个 大 吊。
俾使 他 不 成 一个 老嫖，
俾使 也 不发飙，
她 给 很 多口交，
每个 晚，帮 他 放松，睡觉！
Her old man’s cock’s quite huge and, because
He might otherwise stick it in whores,
She gives plenty of head,
And he fucks her instead,
Till he’s worn out and smilingly snores!
Anais Nin
The insatiable Anais Nin
Had a great predilection to sin:
To quote Henry Miller,
(Who didn’t fulfill her),
Anais was nice to be in.
Though Anais would climax and swoon,
Henry Miller, she wrote, came too soon.
When he ran out of puff,
She’d still not had enough,
So she also seduced his wife, June.
It was such fun to be avant-garde;
Life was one long, risqué masquerade:
Having orgies with friends,
Any means to all ends,
Reading books by the Marquis de Sade.
Since she frankly described in her journal
Her sexual exploits nocturnal,
We know about Nin…
From her smooth, silky skin
To her slippery organs internal.
In Anais’s book, “Little Birds”,
Which is littered with four-letter words,
She wrote of erotica,
Sex and exotica,
Pretty much roughly in thirds.
Madame Nin’s work was not pornographic;
It dealt, though, with sex, straight and sapphic:
In “Delta of Venus”,
The cunt and the penis
Commingle in sociable traffic.
Back in Paris, between the World Wars,
Behind veils, or curtains of gauze,
Naked, prone or supine,
Blurred and thin was the line
Between rich, refined ladies and whores.