That he’d fucked her was no great surprise…
Just the sight of his cock, and its size!
Tears streamed down her cheeks
Leaving mascara streaks,
Semen oozed down her slender young thighs.
Tag: consent
Milord
Push your cock up me me harder and higher,
Milord! I shan’t faint or expire.
It does hurt, that’s true,
But I’m happy to do
Anything that milord might desire!
No drama
In her friend’s father’s house, in the attic,
Not one to be melodramatic,
Her friend’s brother said,
“Get down, gimme some head!”
And she’s, like, “Yep, OK”… not ecstatic.
A chill in the air
“In your dreams!” was her icy riposte,
Her words brittle, almost, with the frost.
“Take your ugly damn cock
And go fuck your damn sock!”
No, between then no love was there lost!
Showing his hand
She was more than a little bit tempted…
Consent, though, was rather pre-empted,
Impetuous twit,
By his grabbing her tit…
Which was rape… at least sort of… attempted.
The last dance
Cops a squeeze of her tits at the dance…
God! He’s gotta be in with a chance!
And she’s thinking “Why not?
His dad’s rich, and he’s hot…”
As she’s slipping her hand down his pants.
Working her passage
So… her hitchhiking trip struck a hiccup…
She flagged down a ride in a pickup…
“A fuck for a ride?”
He said. No place to hide…
It was kind of a sexual stick-up!
The twist
She remembered the first time they kissed…
It was love at first sight… with a twist!
“Have you ever been fisted?”
He asked. She resisted…
But let him, just up to his wrist.
The gambit
Though the tone of his voice was abrasive,
In fact, he was rather persuasive…
She might not quite fuck him,
Maybe… but she’d suck him…
Meantime she’d keep being evasive.
Appreciative
He said “Miss, you’re so lovely, behind…
Better still, I’m delighted to find,
Now, when seen from in front…
Such pert tits, your sweet cunt…
May I touch it, perhaps? Would you mind?”