In her singlet and crotch-hugging tights
Lies the promise of carnal delights:
With her labia splayed,
And her tits thus displayed,
She knows well what she lewdly invites!
Modern Miss
She’d been wined and dined… drunk and well fed,
In the taxi she’d given him head;
They’d fucked in the toilet,
It seemed it might spoil it,
To boringly just fuck in bed!
Shameless
She lay sprawled, unashamed, on his bed,
Arms outstretched, legs invitingly spread,
Her eyes wide, her lips pursed,
Nipples ready to burst,
Dripping labia swollen and red.
A nice touch
She’s flat-chested, with thin spindly shanks,
Doesn’t fuck, but likes mutual wanks.
That might not seem like much,
But she has a nice touch,
She’s discreet, and she always says thanks.
Don't tell Mum
“Now, whatever you do, don’t tell Mum!”
Said the boy as he played with her bum.
“Can I see how you piss?
Can I touch this? And this?
What’s this hole? Ouch! it’s grabbing my thumb!”
Kept woman
Schooled in love, and a pupil adept,
She could choose when and with whom she slept,
Whom to have on the side,
(To be later denied),
And by whom she might like to be kept.
Age of consent
As she neared the age of consent;
Woman’s breasts, woman’s hips, woman’s scent,
Men and boys watched her pass,
Bouncing tits, swaying arse,
As they loitered close by, with intent.
Cool at school
These days sex starts before you leave school,
About fifteen or so, as a rule:
If you’re asked for a screw,
And your girlfriends all do,
To say no would be lame, and not cool.
Ripe for picking
She was what you’d call ripe for the picking,
A nice girl, too nice to be sticking
Things into and hurting…
But she’d done the flirting,
And intimate biting and licking.
Love hurts
She was blind-folded, gagged and restrained.
He could do what he liked, but refrained,
She moaned softly, to please him,
To thrill him and tease him:
Suspense was what most entertained.
She’d been carefully, patiently trained,
Her submissiveness deeply ingrained.
Helpless, lewdly displayed,
She felt proud, not dismayed,
It felt holy. It felt preordained.
Though her freedom of choice was retained,
It aroused her to be whipped or caned.
The pain wasn’t excessive,
He wasn’t possessive,
She knew she could go, but remained.
When he used her this way, she felt drained.
Giving in, giving all, still she gained.
Pain with pleasure felt pure:
Sweet test to endure,
To drown in, till ecstasy waned.