The unappreciated limerick

There was a young bride from Leicester
Whose mother, she kissed her and blessed her
Said, "My dear, you're in luck,
He's a stunning good fuck,
For I've had him myself, in Gloucester."

Ever had both a mother and her daughter? I have. ;)
 
There was a young bride from Leicester
Whose mother, she kissed her and blessed her
Said, "My dear, you're in luck,
He's a stunning good fuck,
For I've had him myself, in Gloucester."

Ever had both a mother and her daughter? I have. ;)
There was a young lad named Bud,
Whose mother wont wed a young stud,
Said she, he's young.
Said he, but he's hung
I know cuz he fucked me, but good.
 
There was a sweet lass known as Linda,
Whose motive was ne'er to offend ya.
But she couldn't say no,
When the itch struck her so,
To display her unshaven pudenda.
 
There was a - well, me - named Alina
Whose name didn't rhyme with vagina
Except maybe, yes, kinda
But nothing obscener
And she sang to a sweet concertina
 
They say, orgasms are wonderful.
Most hope, at least, they're plentiful.
Receiving we groan,
and giving bemoan,
when they come as more than a mouthful.
 
Old Mother Hubbard's man, Jonah,
came home early, forgetting to phone her,
and when he got there
found Ma Hubbard was bare
and giving poor doggy a boner.
 
"I'll spread my legs wide for your tongue", she said
Then lay back invitingly onto the bed
He licked till she came
She screamed out his name
And then gave him some excellent head.
 
A Lit author known as StillStunned,
Published stories at a pace quite fecund.
But Laurel's delay
Caused StillStunned to say,
"Good God, Lit, I want a refund!"
 
He climbed to the very top rung
And from there extended his tongue
“I said kiss it better,”
She cried, “Now I’m wetter
And swollen exactly where stung!”
 
There was a young lassie called Blake
Who found sex to be tiresome and fake
Quite glad she was ace
She stared into space
As she dined on zucchini and cake
 
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