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I like chicks who dig sex very much; Sylvie's challenge has been seen and noted I sometimes can just barely stand With this I do truly concur, How is it that this can go wrong, If you fool around with a tree, I shall rudely dismiss that low blow You'd best keep that acorn from sight, You see what has happened here? To taunts like this we are inured; You were busy, Frank, with the spanking You go ahead now, just have that beer, I'm addicted to raunch-rhyme, you see, Now some offer to tongue on my clit. Sixty-nine will be reduced to thirteen; I know that these measures seem drastic. Sweetheart, on ice, your champagne. My dear Lady Jane, it's platonic. On the internet they found romance, Then stop while I get out the tethers As I watched the rain fall I said, But now I feel worse than before, Oh come now, dear Kitten, please stay; You're honest now in your old age? Tut tut, dearest Chaton, ma chere, Well, that was a nice thing to say. C'est vrai mon saucisse was unruly; But now I've recovered my poise. An eager young hacker named Gus, He didn't expect all that fuss.
A seafaring hacker named Slatey, A net-savvy zoo used Veronica An amorous young poet named Kline I've been lurking here for awhile Now phone sex, I figure is dead. Virtual sex would never corrupt us, Sylvie adores her computer, The stuff, the internet's bane, In New York we'll meet by Tiffany's windows Then by Qantas, we'll fly and travel on Returning towards home via Hawaii, While whispering sympathy on your loss And right in full view of the tourists, In our orgasmic exertions we speak; Nymphomaniacal Deb Got a phonecall last night: "Hello sweet- "...Let me fondle your tits like before, But he said "Love, it's late, so don't cry, When working without her apparel Dear Carol, don't say you've forgotten I think back without any regret, Oh Carol, bodacious and lithe, I try keeping it trim and neat, A camel, a sheep or a cow, Well, maybe you're looking for me; That palm tree could not fully hide The palm I am used to's my own, Said Carol to Jon, "Please take me "Before I commit to this trip," Said Carol, "I don't mean to nag, Through frogs, through boils and through warts, This Carol inspires many queries; A question for all three of you, Do you think that I'd be indescreet Well darlin', good try, but not right. Perhaps it is time we debut. Though Carol's form's just as enchanting,
It appears that our Sylvie is such.
She'll get in between us
And bring off each penis
With her mouth and her twat and her touch!
--- Jim Weaver Collection
And her muff tastes great candy-coated.
So if you like sweets,
While your betwixt the sheets --
Better do what the young lady wroted.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
A gal with a trembling hand
On my trouser snake.
But for goodness sake,
I know that the feeling is grand.
--- Frank Fazed
But I can't leave it all up to her.
There's plenty at stake
Should she make a mistake.
I could end up a prickless pauper.
--- Frank Fazed
Unless coming takes way too long.
A grip that's too tight,
Especially all night,
Could result in a blistered schlong.
--- Frank Fazed
It could be quite painful you see.
Whatever I've got,
It won't screw a knot.
I hope it's not splinters you pee.
--- Frank Fazed
And tell you just what you don't know.
It's an acorn at rest,
But when under a dress,
To the mightiest oak, it doth grow!
--- Frank Fazed
To ensure that things remain right.
Keep it in your clothes,
'Cause every one knows,
If Fall, nuts are a squirrel's delight.
--- Karen
They're toying with us, I do fear.
Those limerickless chicks
Were just playing tricks...
Let's leave them and go get a beer.
--- Frank Fazed
We're not chicken, of that be assured.
While we both stood aside,
You said things that were snide,
And before this exchange, quite obscured.
--- Karen
Of Marlene, while Sweet Frank was yanking,
On his little acorn,
Over which he has worn
A frilly dress he once bought in Nanking.
--- Petunia
After hearing this I won't come near.
SFA is a dress
(And I thought he liked Bess)
Or you while you're working Marlene's derriere.
--- Petunia
And these days, I almost always O.D.
If you purveyors of sperm
Used a less sexual term,
Virtual humping would be less hard-on me.
--- Ericka
From now on, this is called "lickety-split."
We'll refer to all cocks
As "hollyhocks"
But things mammary will still be called "tit."
--- Ericka
Menage a trois will be called "inbetween."
You will not come,
You will merely hum.
And kinky sex will be called "Halloween."
--- Ericka
But even were I made of plastic,
These sex marathons,
With you Limerick hard-ons
Would cause me to lose my elastic.
--- Ericka
The moon shines on the window pane.
Some music, my P?
Classical CD?
Now give me your wrists to restrain.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
It has to be. We're telephonic.
But after what's said...
Cold shower and bed.
Or sleep neath a sheet that is conic.
--- Irving Superior P9105
That put both in a hot sexual trance.
But each had a gripe,
About having to type,
With a hand stuck down into their pants.
--- Anon
Of silk and the handcuffs of leathers.
You'll look irresist-
able tied by the wrist,
As I stroke your dear petals with feathers.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
"Perhaps I should go back to bed?
No, don't feel so blue;
I know what to do.
I'll go read A.J.L. instead."
--- Kitten
With your macho verse by the score.
Seems things never change
Back home on the range.
I think I'll walk back out the door.
--- Kitten
At least for the rest of the day.
I'll stroke your sweet fur
'Til you whimper and purr,
And my Thomas is ready to spray.
--- Peter Wilkins
No longer act out on a stage?
Just nibble some necks
For a couple of sex.
Have you really turned a new page?
--- Chaton
'Tis years since I tickled you there;
No wonder my wurst
Took more seconds to burst
At the sight of your sweet derriere.
--- Peter Wilkins
I'm glad I came back here to play.
I see that your vision
Is full of precision.
Shame your sausage won't act the same way.
--- Chaton
But keeping me waiting unduly
Was largely ze cause
(As were also your paws
When you tickled my sensitive goolie.
--- Peter Wilkins
I see you are still keen for ze joys
Of ooh la la la
From ze je ne sais quoi
Little twitch zat your tail-end employs.
--- Peter Wilkins
Once buggered a VAX Unibus.
The hardware went bad,
But not the young lad.
(Except for the toupee and the truss)
--- Anon
Went to bed with a VAX/780.
The thing learned to swear
With a nautical air,
And refers to its users as "matey".
--- Anon
To search Gopherspace for fur-otica.
But try as he might,
No fur was in sight,
Just a girl having sex with harmonicas.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Wrote some poems to a maiden on-line.
He extolled both her hooters
To on-line computers,
But his verses were all asinine.
--- Anon
Enjoying your limerick style.
Will my 42D's
Be teased and be pleased?
And will tongues lick my vertical smile?
--- Jennifer
This is file pql
The operator came on, instead.
"Although you're erect,
You must disconnect.
Three minutes are over," she said.
--- Limericks Naughty & Gay
But now I've had computis interruptus.
I'm down on all fours,
Trying to find my own drawers,
Still reeling from disconnectis abruptus.
--- Ericka
As it serves forth each virtual suitor.
They diddle with text;
What will they say next
With their limericks lewder and lewder.
--- Sylvie
Phone sex! S & M! Pain!
Telecivious lusting,
It's simply disgusting.
(What was that number again?)
--- MrMalo
The necklace I give you, with diamonds glows.
A Concorde to France,
Maxim's, then a dance,
And several of the Moulin Rouge shows.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
To the harbour city, Sydney, c'est bon.
Pavarotti sings
In the Opera House wings,
And with opals I'll keep leading you on.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
We rest on the shores drinking Chardonny.
I think, "Now's the time."
Allowing my hand to climb
Slowly up from your ankle to your knee.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
(Never letting rolling stone grow moss)
I know I'm not Peter,
But I'll treat you sweeter
Ah, Ericka, I'll muss your lip gloss.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
The blood starts pounding our nether bits.
Yours tastes divine;
And you lick mine;
We rotate and join while I suck tits.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
We whisper endearments and squeak.
While you say, "Sweet P."
I mutter, "Lizzie."
Lucky we don't listen at our peak.
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Became an Internet celeb.
The computer guys
With whom she lies
Call her pussy "The World Wide Web."
--- Tom Patton P9603
heart, I long for the way that you treat
Me...", some hiss and a crack,
Then his voice came right back,
But distorted (connection was neat!)...
--- Anon
And you know, there's this place I adore..."
He sure got me wet soon
And we both then did swoon
In estatics that made me want more.
--- Anon
Dearest Tina, remember I'll try... "
I yelled "TINA? I'm not!
And the number you got..."
"It's me, Hans, ...The wrong number? Oh, my..."
--- Anon
You have to remember that Carol
Checks Travis's courses
Because he has horses,
But comes with Jon's tongue in her barrel.
--- Archie
That night between sheets of soft cotton,
When my swollen head
Enticed you to spread
Your thighs and I slid a whole lot in.
--- Randog
Of our bodies giltening with sweat.
How you made me moan,
As I took your bone;
The thought of it still gets me wet.
--- CAROL
It tickles me so when we writhe.
I fear the long grass
That covers your ass,
Will have to be cut with a scythe.
--- SFA
So it doesn't grow to my feet.
Oh Frank, how I've prayed,
For such a long blade,
'Cause freshly cut grass smells so sweet.
--- CAROL
A wombat, a mouse, or a sow.
Deprived of our chicks,
This desert plays tricks --
Just what am I loking for now?
--- Archie
I'm right here behind the palm tree.
I'm looking for you,
'Cause I need a good screw,
And honey, for you it's all free.
--- Carol
Your burgeoning breasts, so, in stride,
I ravished your bod
And shot a huge wad,
Even as I thrust fully inside.
--- Randog
And my how her daughters have grown.
But she is now hairy,
(My sight loss is scary.)
The troubles of being alone.
--- Archie
Away on a traveling spree."
But she had to wonder,
Was it just a blunder,
When he said, "How about gay Paree?"
--- Observer
Asked Carol, "A Freudian slip?
A double entendre?
Should we invite Andre?"
Responded Jon, "Hon, get a grip!"
--- Observer
But is that like suitcase of bag?"
"This dialogue's queer;
Let me make this real clear,"
Said Jon, "I ain't no kinda fag!"
--- Observer
Carol still calls us all good sports.
He titties, she flaunts;
Like spirits they haunt.
If I'm ever caught -- divorce court!
--- Christopher Kraft
'Bout her intimate needs we have theories.
One thing we agree:
If we scored, it would be
A home run in the carnal world series!
--- RanDog
Then we'll see who lies and what's true.
Since all of you claim,
I'm the picture of fame,
Then what and where is my tattoo?
--- Carol
And tell of tattoos where I eat?
You do? Well then honey,
Tattooed over your cunny
In neon glow: "Bon Appitit!"
--- Travis Brasell
No neon tattoos at that site.
I was certain you knew
If I had a tattoo,
That it wouldn't glow in the night.
--- Carol
A picture of Carol's tattoo,
That's seen on her back,
Down her spine and her crack,
The snake that she recently slew.
--- Goin2
Seems strange last time we were hot-panting.
She only let snakes
In by the front gates,
As mine in her curls I was planting.
--- Gearhart
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