Night Sounds

I heard a bedstead bumping in the night.
I heard a bedstead banging in the heat.
I heard the lovers humping in the night.
I heard the lovers banging in the heat.

Rainy Day Games

A day like today,
Rainy and muggy,
Is a good sort of day
To be bedded and snuggy,
And play carnal games
With a dame who is clever
(Not naming names,
But rhymes with “whoever”).

A day like today
Goes by in a flash
When frittered away
With a hot piece of ass.
With couplings apace,
No need to restrain,
The bed is the place
To work out the rain.

Cause/Effect

You are the cause of my sexual desire,
You fanned the embers of unquenchable fire.
You are my focus of carnal attraction,
And you are the instrument of my satisfaction.

As I stroke your beauty of buttock and breast
And my need for your body builds up the crest,
My stroke will go deep as our flesh, tight as one,
Burns evermore with the heat of the sun.

Movie Review

I like to see a girl getting hammered
By a guy doing business on a bed.
I like to see a girl who is enamored
Of giving up her prize supine and spread.

I like to watch a stud who’s gettin’ some,
I like it when he makes the lassie moan.
I think of how it feels when I’m hittin’ on
Some willing little pussy of my own.

Bent

Over a chair,
Ass in the air,
Totally bare,
With pubic hair!

Pose if you dare,
Show it with flair,
Totally there,
Hours to spare.

Give It Up

I want to kiss your lips.
I want to hold your tits.
I want to squeeze your nips.
Give it up!

I want to make your cry.
I want to spread your thigh.
I want to hear you sigh.
Give it up!

I want to in my grasp.
I want to hump you fast.
I want to bang your ass.
Give it up!

Womens

All dese womens got boobies,
I love dese boobies a patch.
All dese womens got pubies,
And all dese pubies got snatch.

I love me funnin’ with womens.
They all like to wiggle and spark.
And be they fat’uns or slim’uns,
They all go down in the dark.

Bimbo

I want to tumble this bimbo,
She’s sweaty and hot from the dance.
I think it’s time for this Jimbo
To rumble his way through her pants.

She wants it, I’ve reason to think,
She’s clingy, and hot for the chance.
As soon as I’ve finished this drink
I’ll take her back home for romance.

Multitude of Pulchritude.

I saw a pretty girl,
And then I saw another.
And then I saw a third
Walking with her mother.
I saw them everywhere
In groups of one to ten,
Beauties every one,
Oblivious to men.

I met a pretty girl,
She didn’t say hello.
She shook her head good-bye
And turned as if to go.
But with a final glance
She gave a little nod
To a plainer girl nearby
With a righteous sexy bod.

Hook Up

It was an internet date, born on a hook-up site,
Broached in a chat room, confirmed on Skype.
I went to her place, got there at eight,
Nervous as hell, but still couldn’t wait.

She answered the door, we both said “Hello,”
And I knew right away all systems were go.
Shorter and plumper than she looked on the cam,
She was MILFy and racked like a battering ram.

I gave her a hug, pressed her bosom to mine;
Those big double-Ds were feeling just fine.
My hands found her ass, pulled her tight to my crotch,
And my internal temperature ran up a notch.

I hadn’t been sure if we’d screw right away,
But she made it clear she was eager to play.
We were soon on the couch, her blouse coming free,
Her bra stripped away, her boobs there for me.

I pressed my face between her tits
And kissed and stroked them all to bits.
Their touch was firm, their taste was sweet,
They swelled as I suckled on her teats.

I pulled her panties off her and things kept getting hot
With my face on her boobies, and fingers up her twat.
Then she undid my buckle, and as eager as could be,
Locked her lips around my member, which was fine with me.

Right, Jack!
On her back!
Arrow up her quiver!
Hear her gasp and shiver!
I love that!
Life’s phat!
Gotcha! You’re mine.
Wotcha! I’m fine.

Her pussy was wet, snug as I could hope.
My cock got harder and harder as I stroked.
Her eyes rolled back, her hips bucked,
I was in, and she was fucked.

No need to give it, baby, I’m taking it.
No need to fake it, baby, I’m making it.
I’m the man, baby, I’m screwing it.
It’s the plan, baby, I’m doing it.

Bang! I shot my wad.
Bang! Deep in her bod.
Bang! She gave a sigh.
Bang! She had a cream pie.

We were quiet and still for a moment or two,
Recovering from the amazing screw.
I was wondering what direction the evening would take
When she sat up and asked “Coffee, and cake?”