He got hard when they kissed and embraced,
Hands in clothes, hot flesh pressed in mad haste,
At her parents’ front door!
She was begging for more;
Not to fuck her would be such a waste!
Month: March 2014
After the ball
A young debutante, glamorous, chaste;
Panties soaked, nipples hard! Her heart raced!
Underneath her silk gown
Captain Parker went down
On her. God! She’d be ruined! Disgraced!
Wardrobe malfunction
Just a wardrobe malfunction perhaps,
Or a dare, or a small moral lapse;
She bent down to her shoe
And presented to view
Her shaved cunt and its pretty pink flaps.
Pendular motion
He’d just chuckled a bit, and they’d squabbled;
He’d laughed at the way her arse wobbled
When wearing high heels.
“Just think how it feels!”
She sobbed, as she tottered and hobbled.
First time lucky
“We’ll that wasn’t too bad!” she’d said, brightly.
“Tight fit, but it only hurt slightly!”
Still, though, a bit shocked
That he’d gone off half-cocked…
Half-way in… so she’d been let off lightly.
Post-diluvian pragmatism
“Well, it’s just been that way since the ark,”
He said pensively. Puzzling remark.
“Boy and girl, two by two;
The main thing is the screw.”
It rang true, though, she thought, although stark.
Prudence
Puckered nipples, small breasts, sweet and biteable!
Clitoris twitchy, excitable!
Too young though, hence
It might cause her offence,
Which might also, alas, be indictable!
Sniffing her tail
A cute pussy, so fluffy and sweet!
Friendly too, and distinctly on heat!
But is being in season
A good enough reason
For being gang banged in the street?
The whole sex thing
Self-possessed, poised, refined, upper crust;
The whole sex thing, though, left her non-plussed!
Must one do it unclothed?
Need one not be betrothed?
She undressed, nonetheless, though she fussed!
Hope springs eternal
Champagne pussy, but just beer budget!
No clue what to do, but he’d fudge it!
He gave her a wink
And he bought her a drink;
If he asked now, she couldn’t begrudge it!