His demand wasn’t, like, sugar-coated…
“Lie down and get fuckin’ deep-throated!”
“No need to be rough,”
She sobbed. He, loud and gruff,
Said “Fuck you, bitch. You’re fuckin’ outvoted!”
Tag: consent
Indecent haste
Things hadn’t gone quite as intended…
She felt sort of cheated, offended…
She’d just whispered yes,
Then he tore off her dress,
And she found herself nude and upended!
More than she bargained for
The poor girl, she’d been bloody confused…
If she’d known… well she would have refused…
She’d said yes, though, you see,
Never knowing she’d be
Not just fucked, but all kinds of abused!
Ecstasy
She said yes in a blink, like… emphatic!
The bloke was, you know, like ecstatic.
Her pussy was tight,
To his utter delight…
And she fucked him in ways acrobatic!
Caveat
Cute and saucy… he was damn attracted…
But somehow, the way she’d reacted,
When asked for a fuck…
The quick yes… just good luck?
Or else might it be later retracted?
There’s the rub
“Fuck you? Maybe…” she said. “If you beg!”
And he would, but the bitch might renege.
Tits half out of her frock,
As she stroked his hard cock…
Was she maybe just pulling his leg?
Tipsy
Pretty tipsy, still steadily drinking,
“Fuck yeah!” she said, not even blinking.
“Gang bang? Shit, why not?”
She’d have laughed and said “What?”
Had she not been already past thinking.
Fringe benefit
She’d say yes, when it came to the crunch
He thought, chatting at work, over lunch…
“Like to meet for a drink?
Dinner? What do you think?
Maybe fuck?” he said, riding his hunch.
Bother
She’d at first thought the fellow was joking…
But no! Soon his small cock was poking
In search of her cunt…
Did he know back from front?
How pathetic! And rather provoking!
Bush lawyer
You’d have thought that consent was consent…
She just kind of assumed where it went…
Bastard found some damn loophole,
And fucked her poor poop-hole,
Exactly, of course, his intent!