Too late

He was vulgar, offensive and crude…
And what’s more, she’d not been in the mood…
He’d been overly forceful,
Though later remorseful…
But fuck! She’d already been screwed!

Deflowerment

Some days later, her tears all shed,
She no longer wished that she were dead…
Once deflowered, it’s done…
Sex might even be fun…
She should just get that into her head!

Cock-crow

“Though I don’t like to blow my own trumpet,
I do get my fair share of crumpet!”
He crowed. “Let’s just say…
I don’t charm ’em, don’t pay…
They can bloody well like it or lump it!”

R&R

“Can we give it a break, please?” she pleaded.
She must be worn out, he conceded.
She’d shown lots of pluck…
It had been a long fuck…
And perhaps a bit rougher than needed.

A gift horse

“Do you fancy a bit of a tumble?”
He asked, and continued to fumble
Up under her dress…
When she blushed and said “Yes!”
“Fuck!” he thought. Well, a man couldn’t grumble.

Considerate

The guys said “Better take off your dress…
If you don’t, it’ll get in a mess.
And your panties and bra…
Kneel down… There you are!
You’ll be covered in cum, more or less.”

Peepshow

It won’t hurt… No harm done, so to speak,
If she don’t know, he thought. Just a peek
Through the crack in the wall…
And her naked and all!
God! He couldn’t believe his own cheek!