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I call Paco "Amor Encantada," When you're near I've always a grin We could use the room's Jacuzzi Perhaps we could do something risky You can stand with your hands on the rail Arch your back just a bit, that's the way Then we can pick up the pace Who knows when the belle you do court, If you give a slight little slash, While out with my sweetie one day, In my mind I made a small bet, Then over there a fence I spied; The way to big business success The way to big business success The way to big business success (fagel? - McW)
The way to big business success The way to big business success Up the corporate ladder you've I have a champagne bottle chilling. What's that? You want foreplay to start? Get in Dutch just as oft as you can, Nymph, here's your satyr arrived; I've brought us some vittles to sup, Gadzooks, but it's bneen a long trip, You'll forgive if it seems that I stare, Electric's the touch of your skin I have fantasy settings galore; After dusk, when the June sun won't scorch, There are night-blooming bushes around; Kind of quiet, now, stroking her hair; Yellow fireflies glow near our love seat; Spontaneity's great; well I guess! Oh, her nipples, so long; I'm struck dumb! We both shiver with anticipation, How her inners and outers play tricks! Oh, her pelvis is rocking for sure; But I think she can come one more time; Mounted on her, I feel such delight; When we come, we are both glassy eyed! Now we're rag-dolls; the frenzy abates; Oh, a porch swing's a fantasy, true; My Penis may be shriveled and small, A busty blonde wench from Westphalia, "Do you like pussy cats?" Shirley said. A man with a prick like Apollo There was a young lady of Joppa, To my neighbor, I said, "Beg your pardon, She said, "Yes, I can see that it's growing. Once your clothes I've entirely removed, I'm wriggling out of my dress, A guy with an urge to do merge, In a laundromat, I did flirt They returned to his place from a date. An IWW guy (IWW - Internation Workers of the World = Wobblies)
It is rumored in Seneca Falls The importance of love is as follows: In the shade of the old apple tree I asked as I tickled her tit, In the shade of the old apple tree, I could hear the dull buzz of the bee, In the shade of the old apple tree, In the shade of the old lemon pippin, In the shade of the old Norfolk Biffin, In the shade of the old Granny Smith, In the shade of the Golden Delicious, In the shade of the ancient old Yew, There once was a lass of Shalott,
Though, most-times, our sex-life is nada;
He becomes somewhat macho
When smeared with gazpacho,
And he's toro if I call him "Da-Da."
--- Robin K Willoughby P8710
A devilish one, ready for sin.
And as we sip wine
I'll think of devine
Ways to ravage again and again.
--- Anon
I know how a jet gets you woozy
While you sit upon it
I'll slip you my bonnet
And get your coozie all oozie
--- Anon
As we are feeling quite frisky
Out on the balcony
Under stars, none will see
If they do, who gives a fig-isky
--- Anon
As I cum up behind at your tail
I would fondle your tits
Kiss your neck, stroking nips
Fill your bits with a white, sticky trail
--- Anon
To slide deep inside you, okay?
Slowly at first
Just like we 'rehearsed'
For our movie back so many days.
--- Anon
My whole body feels your heart race
As I slide deep in
Your quivering quim
Shooting off like a star through space
--- Anon
Might suddenly want spicy sport?
On this thought I linger;
Make sure that your finger-
Nails always are clean and real short!
--- Anon
To the sensitive part of a gash.
Here's a thought to cause dread,
Revenge comes with next head.
The receipt of a sharp toothy gnash.
--- Anon
I suggested we stop and we lay.
Oh don't be so crude;
I'm not in the mood,
Was all that she had to say.
--- Puff Adder
I'll persist and surely I'll get
A really good screw
For me and her too.
But she said, "Oh the grass is too wet!"
--- Puff Adder
She leaned back while I slid inside.
Her response was intense
With passion immense.
She cried, "This fence is electrified!"
--- Puff Adder
Is to butter the boss and say "Yes,"
That is, for the males.
Being female entails
Knowing when to slip out of your dress!
--- Arthur Deex
Is to butter the boss and say "Yes,"
That is, for the males.
Being transvestite entails
Knowing when to slip out of your dress!
--- Arthur Deex
Is to butter the boss and say "Yes,"
That is, for the males.
Being fagele entails
Knowing just when and what to caress!
--- Arthur Deex
Is to butter the boss and say "Yes,"
That is, for the males.
Being butch, though, entails
Knowing when to exhibit your manliness!
--- Arthur Deex
Is to butter the boss and say "Yes,"
That is, for the males.
Being bisexual entails
Knowing when to ingress and egress!
--- Arthur Deex
Got to butter the boss as you move,
That is, for the males.
Being hermaphrodite entails
Knowing whether to swing and/or groove!
--- Arthur Deex
Myself, I'm quite warm, and I'm willing
To plant your dear kniph.
(I see it's quite stiff!)
And as I recall, quite full-filling!
--- Jim Weaver Collection
Oh yes, my long, hard counterpart!
With a little gyrate-play
We will make it eightplay!
Twice the fun, hard of my heart!
--- Jim Weaver Collection
And do prove you're a wonderful man.
Come on now, make haste;
There is no time to waste.
Of long waiting hours, I'm no fan.
--- Hugh Clary
The journey, though long, I survived.
But I'd swim from Manhattan
To the spot where you sat in
To ensure you're not passion deprived.
--- Hugh Clary
Along with a wine I thought up,
That I'm sure you'll adore,
And after, implore
That I spill more than grapes in your cup.
--- Hugh Clary
Though I moved at a very fast clip;
I suggest we begin
By baring some skin,
For I'm longing to nuzzle a nip.
--- Hugh Clary
But as silk is the feel of your hair,
And your eyes limpid pools
That glitter like jewels,
As your shoulders hot bosom I bare.
--- Hugh Clary
As I savor the melony twin.
With cherries in cream
That peek at the seam
Of the clothe as it slides to your skin.
--- Hugh Clary
A slow, sensuous treat is in store;
Now, Sweet Thing was fiction,
But for real is the friction,
Of a kind that I think you'll adore.
--- Anon
We will light up our own special torch;
I sit on the swing,
With Ginny (Sweet Thing);
Nice 'n dark in the screened-in front porch.
--- Anon
With such fragrance! I'll be a wolfhound!
As we swing to and fro,
Conversation gets slow;
Something's stirring my Ginny's love-mound!
--- Anon
Our lips brush and they flutter, and there
Are whispers and sighs.
I stroke Ginny's thighs;
(Love to see her in lacy nightwear!)
--- Anon
Cricket anthems and frog-calls so sweet;
Her adventurous hand
Is exploring my gland;
Why, bless me, my Ginny's in heat!
--- Anon
When she has it, I cannot suppress,
For my Ginny, an urge;
On my knees! Passions surge;
And I lift up her feather-light dress!
--- Anon
I can roll 'em 'tween finger and thumb;
With soft finger tips,
I touch Ginny's hips;
Holy cow! This chick's really a plum!
--- Anon
This is file zvl
And my Ginny craves more excitation;
Hands flat on my head
Push down, to legs, spread;
I'll lick lips making no exclamation!
--- Anon
Ginny's clit gets a memorable fix!
The swing rocks to and fro;
And her hair hangs so low;
On each bounce off my face, my tongue flicks!
--- Anon
Ginny's moaning with pleasure so pure;
Now she's stiff, now relaxed;
She's been sexually taxed;
And I think she's just had the Grand Tour!
--- Anon
Want my rod in her quim, so sublime;
On the swing, flat we lie
With her feet in the sky;
Penetration is deep; Ginny's prime!
--- Anon
Her love-tunnel's so wet and so tight;
While our pubic bones pound,
And we roll 'em around,
Oh, my Ginny's gone wild; it's a fright!
--- Anon
Such a super-climactic flood tide!
Like the Fourth of July;
Think some rockets flew by!
Oh, my Ginny, for a sec we both died!
--- Anon
So you see how this pair conjugates;
Once again, Ginny hears
The night sounds in her ears;
Silly frogs out there still "brupp" for mates!
--- Anon
But nastier dreams have I, too;
The kind with some leather
And maybe a feather;
Let's see what your Ginny can do!
--- Anon
But that's hardly a problem at all,
As it's the surprise
That I see in their eyes
And they can see that I'll give my all.
--- Anon
Said, "Come to the meadow, ya big male, ya."
He whetted her passion
In the most torrid fashion,
Till her speech turned into glossolalia.
--- Bruce Thompson
David Katz led her boldly to bed.
He ravished her bod
Like the Marquis de Sade.
"So, who told you my name?" David said.
--- Al Willis A
A buxom young maid once did follow.
She succumbed to his wiles
And it brought him big smiles,
Till he found that his victory was hollow.
--- Albin Chaplin 3024-2936
Who came a society cropper.
She went to Ostend
With a gentlemen friend,
-- The rest of the story's improper.
--- Samuel Hopkins Adams
But I'm watching you bend in your garden.
In your flimsy white shirt
And your short little skirt,
You are causing my weiner to harden."
--- Cap'n Bean P9809
Through your pants, a great bulge is now showing."
Then she lifted her skirt,
And we fell to the dirt,
And made love in the spot she'd been hoeing.
--- Cap'n Bean P9809
And into my bedroom we've moved,
Though the wine's still decanting,
We'll be screaming and panting
(And I don't care if the Pope disapproved).
--- Bob Mornington
Peeling down to nothing less
Than six inch spike heels.
How does it feel
When against your body I press?
--- Arden
He met a hot gal named Converge;
He leapt with a twirl,
She spun with a swirl --
They flew through the air all-a-surge.
--- Anon
With girls, who were otherwise curt.
I smiled, I laughed,
Yet none knew my craft.
Well, at least now, I have a clean shirt.
--- Anon A
She reclined on the sofa, prostrate.
He asked, without pomp,
"Do you wish for a romp?"
She said, "I'm not prone to debate."
--- Bob Giandomenico P9103a
Begged his girl friend, "Unbutton my fly!"
His dick appeared knobbly,
But quick became wobbly,
Till she thought to un-knot his red tie.
--- Robin K Willoughby P8608
That when horny young Englebert calls,
He gets stewed, he gets blewed,
He gets screwed and tattooed--
These modern kids just climb the walls!
--- G0752
If a man likes your curves and your hollows,
It may put a hitch
In your plans to cross-stitch,
But that shouldn't be too hard to swallow.
--- Anon
Where between her fat legs I could see
A little brown spot,
With the hair in a knot,
And it certainly looked good to me.
--- L0111
If she thought that my big thing would fit.
She said it would do,
So we had a good screw
In the shade of the old apple tree.
--- L0111
I got all that was coming to me.
In the soft dewy grass,
I had a fine piece of ass
From a maiden that was fine to see.
--- L0111
As he sunk his grub hooks into me.
Her ass it was fine,
But you should have seen mine,
In the shade of the old apple tree.
--- L0111
Young Rosie once whispered to me:
"I would if I could,
But I'm good and I should
Be home cooking hubby his tea."
--- Tiddy Ogg
In Spring we were merrily trippin'.
We lay on the grass,
And what came to pass...
We picnicked on brown bread and drippin'.
--- Tiddy Ogg
With Rosie I went for some tiffin.
But hay fever struck,
And I cursed my luck,
And stumbled home sneezin' and sniffin'.
--- Tiddy Ogg
The girl with a lisp I was with
Became most romantic;
Her actions grew frantic...
"For heaven'th thake, give me a kith."
--- Tiddy Ogg
I felt she was getting lubricious.
We slowly disrobed
And places I probed...
But telling you more's injudicious.
--- Tiddy Ogg
I whispered "I'll always be true."
But just as I spoke,
The silence was broke
By the bleat of a gorgeous young ewe.
--- Tiddy Ogg
Who was put in a bit of a spot.
For girls to make passes
At guys glimpsed in glasses,
Apparently isn't so hot.
--- Mary Holtby
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