She’s quite pretty, but rather flat-chested…
He fancies girls, mostly, big breasted…
Nice ass, truth to tell,
Maybe pussy as well…
Certain attributes yet to be tested
The flood
Though she’s praying “Oh God! Please don’t stop!”
Pussy flooding… a gusher… Slip, slop…
Now he’s cumming… good Lord…
All that semen on board…
Forget tissues, she needs a damn mop!
Put on the spot
“Want to fuck?” he says, out of the blue…
“Want to… what?” she says… hasn’t a clue…
But she thinks she’s in love
And , well, heavens above,
Put like that, she sighs “Yes…” as you do.
His lucky night
She’s there, naked… the boy’s lucky night…
“Fuck me please,” she says, ever polite…
“You’re a beautiful lad,
And I’m yours to be had…
Get your pants off, young man… I won’t bite!”
The way it is
She was plainly enough being groomed,
She ignored him and inwardly fumed…
Didn’t know what to say,
He would have his damn way
As a matter of course, she assumed.
The first one is never the best one
He kept fucking her till he was sated
Consent asked, though rather belated…
A virgin as well,
And the sex, truth to tell,
Was, she thought, very much overrated.
Life wasn’t meant to be easy
He was balding and fat, ugly, sleazy,
Hands dirty, unshaven, hair greasy,
Disgusting and smelly…
Nosed up to his belly,
She thought “Even blow jobs ain’t easy. “
The ferret
The poor girl in whose pussy he’d ferreted,
Found herself then disinherited…
Thrown on the street,
Young, voluptuous, sweet…
A harsh punishment… much worse than merited.
The exception to the rule
Kitty didn’t fuck men as a rule,
But she thought God! She’d be a damn fool!
There’s exceptions, of course…
The man’s hung like a horse…
Or a least a damn donkey or mule!
Unchurched
There she is, naked, bouncing tits, perched
On some fellow’s cock… ought to be birched!
Only just out of school,
Wicked, slutty young fool…
Reputation completely besmirched!