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!
Tag: consent
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?”
Power play
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!”
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?