With her fingers, helped out by some spit,
She pokes, rubs up and down in her slit.
“Where’s this clitoris thing?
Wait! What’s that? Pow! Kerrrrrching!
And again! Oh my God! Yes, that’s it!”
Month: June 2013
Oops!
What with wondering if it would fit,
Having poked round the outside a bit,
Going on about love,
He just gave one more shove,
And then something gave way and … “Oh shit!”
Hidden depths
She’d stay virgin as long as she could.
Although boys thought she wouldn’t, she would!
When the right fellow tried,
She’d say yes, teary-eyed.
She imagined it might be quite good!
Virtue is its own reward
She felt let down, frustrated and sad.
Would to let him have been all that bad?
His hand under her dress,
She’d moaned, almost said yes…
Now he’d gone, how she wished that she had.
Retrospective
Though she’d found fucking much to her taste,
In due course, once seduced and disgraced,
She repented at leisure
Those moments of pleasure,
Which passed, sadly, too much in haste.
Instant family
Just a case of trust sadly misplaced;
She was rooted, knocked up, left red-faced.
She seduced someone new,
Not much fussed about who,
Since the first fellow couldn’t be traced.
The demon, drink
Well, so much for good sense and respect!
Being drunk, what else might she expect?
She did things with some men
She was powerless, then
To prevent, or next day, recollect!
Status unconfirmed
She was hot! She was bloody delectable!
Sadly, it seemed, quite respectable.
Luckily though,
Virgins come, virgins go;
A small problem that’s simply correctable.
Impatience
“If you loved me, you’d fuck me,” he said.
“Come on, prove that you do! Come to bed!”
Of course, once she’d been dared,
(It was not that she cared),
She stripped off. “Pussy, arse or some head?”
Down-to-earth woman
She was morally challenged, impaired;
People called her a slut, but who cared?
She enjoyed men’s rude jokes,
Drank and fucked like the blokes.
She knew good things were meant to be shared!