Better hung for a sheep she decides…
Better that than an old maid, besides…
So she loosens her stays…
Opens up to his gaze…
He approaches, erect… in he slides!
Tag: consent
Shaken booty
A rude fellow she’d only just met.
Who she ‘d never have normally let,
Threw her onto a bed,
Had his way, and then said
“Shake your arse like that, that’s what you get!”
Bad sex
Having sex is just like being bashed,
She thought… ass being spanked, her tits mashed…
Arms and legs pulled and twisted
She’s cried, she’s resisted…
Her cunt being bloody well smashed!
Put on the spot
“Want to fuck?” he says, out of the blue…
“Want to… what?” she says… hasn’t a clue…
But she thinks she’s in love
And , well, heavens above,
Put like that, she sighs “Yes…” as you do.
The first one is never the best one
He kept fucking her till he was sated
Consent asked, though rather belated…
A virgin as well,
And the sex, truth to tell,
Was, she thought, very much overrated.
The truth of the pudding
She’s a slut. Call a spade a damn spade…
She’s there naked and wet, her legs splayed…
Got them nice titties though…
Yeah, she kept sayin’ no…
But she wasn’t too hard to persuade!
Cowboys
Filthy boots, his jeans grubby and tatty
“Damn cowboys!” she thought, bein’ catty…
But then, (half his luck)
“Why not throw him a fuck…
Ain’t no need for guys dressin’ up natty.”
Smorgasboard
Young, buck naked, hot, wet, her legs spread,
And a wicked thought entered his head…
Her sweet cunt would be good…
But he could… yes, he would
Only pound her tight asshole instead!
Trust
Young, confused, foolish, flattered and flustered,
She let him, this man whom she’d trusted,
Do things to her which
Scared her, hurt like a bitch,
Left her mortified, shamed and disgusted.
Suspicion
“I’d not mind…” she said “just being screwed…
I’m in fact in an amorous mood,
But I’m rather concerned…
(A suspicion hard earned)
Just what else being fucked might include!”