If found out, she’d be disowned, disgraced.
Still, no need for such unseemly haste!
With a bit of bad luck,
This might be her last fuck…
Not to savour it, sinful damn waste!
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Coming of age
The poor boy should have heeded Mum’s warning…
Scared out of his wits, the truth dawning…
An innocent kiss,
And it’s come now to this…
Somehow naked, her wet pussy yawning!
A lost cause
It’s not fucking, she told herself mentally.
What though, if, just accidentally,
(Was it a sin?)
His cock somehow slipped in?
(As it would, in fact, do, incrementally!)
Scarlet woman
Not until she was married! Not yet!
She flushed scarlet, broke into a sweat…
Just his hand on her breast…
She’d resist, do her best…
But then… why was her pussy so wet?
The big time
It was scary, quite blood-chilling, clearly.
Worse than rape. Killing her nearly!
Hung like a horse!
She’d survive it, of course,
And, in fact, found it quite thrilling, really!
Coping mechanism
“Oh my God! I don’t know how you cope!”
Said her girlfriend. “The whips and the rope!
And the bruises and such!
(Does it hurt very much?)
You at least get to come, though, I hope!”
Over it
When she rooted these days, she perspired.
She’d come, but it just made her tired.
She’d lost her allure,
Her clients were fewer…
About time, she thought, to retire!
Curly one
They were equally up for it, thus
To have thrown the guy under a bus!
She’d enjoyed the fuck, right?
Didn’t put up a fight…
How on earth was it rape then? Discuss.
Tempting fate
He’d have rooted her, had she been older…
The little tart couldn’t be bolder!
Just standing there, nude,
Begging, like, to be screwed!
Would it hurt, though, maybe, just to hold her?
In his dreams
The young girl down the road he’d been grooming,
(His fixation, quite all-consuming)…
Her smile. How she smelt…
Soon she’d know how he felt,
When he fucked her at last (just assuming).