Always Loved Bad Girls

Always Loved Bad Girls

I always loved bad girls
       the worse their reputation
       hotter the temptation
Neighborhood tramp/whore
I'd follow out the door
And leave an hour later
A used wet condom on the floor
To mark the spot I found hot!

I let slide the amateurs, on the day
I discovered the Great White Way
A crowd of gals so cool and fair
The only lube needed there
Was a little green and perhaps carfare?
When the theater lights dimmed low
That was the place I'd go
Delicious whores of every grade
From white to black, all in the trade
Puerto Ricans of intermediate shade
No arguments or refused attention
No excuse of menstruation
Just a nice hello, a quoted fee
"Blow job, a fuck hon?
        what will it be?"  
On darkened streets and parking lots
Each girl had their own safe spot
Being young, it was an easy trick
On these back streets, to wet your prick
On starlit nights, when all was right  
Wrong vanished with a rock and roll song
Blasted from a convert
Like sperm shot out of a cannon
Always feast, never famine
I was in luck one moonless night
Two girls approached anxious to bite
They both were hungry, grabbed my arms
Both of them had extra charms
Bea-bea was black with enormous tits
Olive looked like a Scandinavian kid
Pert small breasts, a slender waist
Butterfly lips I longed to taste
Bea-bea and Olive were ready to fight
I stepped between offering mediation
Just a question of remuneration
"Let's do some fucking for a while
I'll pay you enough to make you smile"
I positioned the two on all fours
In the opened trunk of the caddy four door
I started on Olive, she was so tight
 Pulled out and fucked Bea till it felt right
 Reentered Olive till she came with a scream
 Then finished in Bea,
       her puss drenched my pubes
       in cream
It was almost 5 a.m.
We headed for breakfast to Blarney Jim's
A bar near the water, just made to order
       for two whores and me