She’d agreed, and they’d come to the price;
She said “Two hundred bucks would suffice.”
He said “That’s a bit much!”
She said “No pay, no touch,
But you can, if you want, fuck me twice.”
Unlucky in love
She thought sex, overall, over-rated;
A fuck and love never equated.
Her first was the worst…
Deep inside her she nursed
Her misgivings, and just masturbated.
Negotiable
The girl loves to relax and carouse,
And she’s easy to tease and arouse;
Though she has certain limits,
For chaps such as him, it’s
Surprising how much that allows!
Anticipation
She could feel her heart thumping and skipping,
Her fanny so moist, it was dripping;
Stripped, tied to a post,
She was frightened, but most,
Just turned on by the thought of a whipping.
Tell-tale signs
Her dress clung by a few stubborn threads;
Her voluptuous figure turned heads,
Her smug smile, her bruised lips,
Swaying walk, her grazed hips,
And her hymen, of course, torn to shreds.
Of two minds
Her mind dwelt upon matters exalted,
Till, one day, her firm resolve faltered.
The boy had blue eyes,
Such soft hands, such strong thighs;
Her chaste attitude pretty soon altered!
Breaking eggs to make a cake
On the whole, she’d been terribly brave.
Though she’d cried, this of course he forgave.
A girl’s maidenhead lost
Is a trivial cost,
To be taught to come, wave after wave!
Redhead, unnatural
She was well-stacked, but rather a dead-head,
Nice tits, and a natural red-head.
He’d have to make do,
His to hurt and make do
Things perverted, tied fast to his bedhead.
The sublime and the ridiculous
Like a fantasy, somehow made flesh,
Clad in wisps of lace, satin and mesh
And some wicked high heels,
She giggles and squeals;
He blushes, and hopes his breath’s fresh.
These things happen
The kiss turned out to be the preamble,
That led to a wild, naked scramble,
The cries, gasps, the flood
Of his semen, her blood;
Contraception? A bit of a gamble!