Lush Limericks

Her bike she rode far and wide

The vibrations feeling inside

The result was foregone

And she came thereon

And her saddle then had to be dried

Quote by dlcalguy

Be risqué and worry not
About penetrating a slot
The lube is no secret
For they will secrete it
If they find your scenario hot.

Rob's comment is clearly spot on

For internal lube I'm known

No dearth at all

When I feel the call

And many a wet spot I've shown

Quote by Sandra47

The way can be quite narrow.

Be thee wild or spry like a sparrow.

I catch your wandering eyes,

Spread my glistening thighs,

Revealing pubes shaped as an arrow.

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Oft here we find wandering eyes

Not only belonging to guys

For praise together

Of regions nether

From females also applies

A man who was very old school

Noticed red lines on his tool

He went to the Doc

Who looked at his cock

And said, “Wipe off the lipstick, you fool.”

Quote by Sandra47

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The way can be quite narrow.

Be thee wild or spry like a sparrow.

I catch your wandering eyes,

Spread my glistening thighs,

Revealing pubes shaped as an arrow.

An arrow to show me the way

To make sure that I won't go astray

I don't think that I might

But what a way to invite

A guy to come over and play

An arrow, a strip, or just bare

Much can be said with that hair

Directing a shot

Right into the slot

That's what it's about, to be fair

I won't be upset if you're bare

But I'll like it much more with some hair

Doesn't have to be much

Just a finishing touch

That can tickle my nose when I'm there

Just a landing strip thin

High to start, low to end

A lure or a guide

You can decide

As o'er the 'field' you descend

When Lynnwitt gets out of her clothes

And strikes a provocative pose

Pleasure is found

From her manicured mound

And I like how it tickles my nose

When I touch down my nose likes to feel it

But my tongue loves to play just beneath it

To give her that high

but also hoping that I

Will be welcome when I want to sheath it

So many have interest in hair

The hair that grows quickly down there

Curly and thick

Or shaven slick

Can be used as a trap to ensnare!

I must admit, to be fair

That I am totally bare "down there"

A landing strip may tease

Tickle your nose then sneeze

That's why I lack pubic hair

A mustache grinding down there.

It's why my lips are shaved bare.

My eyes grow wide,

I tingle inside,

To think of a full beard of hair!

With me and a lass misbehaving

With a cunnilingual craving

When I bury my face

In that wonderful place

One or the other needs shaving.

"Thank you, I grew them myself!"

I said when you looked at my shelf.

My breasts in full blossom.

They are pretty awesome.

My gaze lowers, "not bad yourself!"

Of lube I am not deprived

When 'that time' has arrived

Things get slidey

And a bit untidy

And that's not at all contrived!

Lazy Saturday, "What have you done?"

The chores have mounted, more than some.

I linger in bed,

Can't clear my head.

My sheets need laundered; feels like I've won.

Sandra's clit feels the vibration
It's almost like real copulation
To simulate guys
When it's over she lies
In a wet-spot of her own creation.

Your verse seems so seductive,

As if your mind is productive,

Of ladies you've seen.

I say this to mean,

In front of my window you're obstructive.

"It's already ready already.

I'm trained, and prepped, and ready."

She threw out her plug,

It's no longer snug

And awaited the line that was steady.

Sandra spreads her legs wider
Face down, and fingers inside her
Through the window men watch
Her diddle her crotch
And never a curtain to hide her.

That girl was an anal sex pro

And, boy, how her bottom would go

She'd gyrate and grind

Her eager behind

Round and round, up and down, to and fro.

A Dominatrix named Molly,

Once tied up a sub name of Ollie,

Then rubbed up his thigh

Laughed when he did sigh

Then filled up his ass with a 'brollie!

A deeply romantical poet

Fell to melancholy – wouldn't you know it?

Then he met horny Zootsie

Who jiggered his tootsie

Now he's happy – but his poetry's so shit.

If I may be so bold?

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Quote by Sandra47

Her ass was wide open and ready.

She'd been trained and prepped by young Freddie,

She had pulled out her plug,

As it was no longer snug,

And the clientelle, it was steady.

Opportunity favors the bold!

For a maiden you're eager to hold.

You trained her so well,

The limericks could tell,

The legend of Bear is foretold.

I know of a horny young teacher

Who fucked with a pious, young preacher

And the pair of them made

Lots of girls in the glade

On their own, or in double-billed feature!

Well, Bears have a trick, don'tcha know

Of fucking fast, then going slow

And making girls swoon

By the light of the moon

While their asses froze in the snow!

Now, Sandras, I'd like you to hear

Like to take it, right up the rear

But their greatest events

Are to create trouser tents

And make young men rise up and cheer!

Yet, Sandras are chaste, so they say

As pure as the snow, night and day

Yet in-between times

They're given to rhymes

And lim-ricks are how they all play!