Wednesday, August 31, 2016

OP342. Scent of a Woman

I swiftly was swayed by her spell
She said oral sex would be swell
As I started to sit
To slurp on her slit
I soon was made sick from the smell.


  1. Stellar stanza, simply stupendous (but I'm trying to picture how you could sit and lick clit!)

    1. It's possible. Perhaps she's standing.

      I'm sure it's in the Kama Sutra.

  2. As I tried to focus more on your limerick's artistic merit more than the grossness of it, I managed to add a little extension (if you don't mind)...

    Hope you learned, when your lips almost smacked her
    That hygiene is the number one factor
    You first SHOULD have found out
    To remove any doubt.
    With your log, should have just lumberjacked her.

  3. Cute! I don't think I've ever heard the verb, "lumberjacked," before and I laughed when I 'saw' it...

  4. You punster munsters never fail to put a smile on my face, dontcha?

    If you wood say 'lumberjacked' out loud, it's got a nice timbre to it. If you sing it, it just branches off into different notes and then leaves you hanging (or stumped).

  5. Planks for playing along! Those had some nice rings to them.

    I had conifer got what a good punstress you were. Guess I sawdust your serious side.

  6. I couldn't ax fir more, though I may pine for it.