She’d enjoyed it, in fact, she conceded…
Her protests had gone all unheeded.
She’d thought, though, okay,
Let him have his damn way,
And get on with his fuck unimpeded.
Tag: consent
Her too
Circumstances however conducive,
To touch her might be called abusive.
The soundest advice…
Not to say she looks nice…
Even rooting her somewhat abusive.
She who hesitates
The discussion was pretty one-sided…
She might… but she hadn’t decided…
Meanwhile she lay spread
On his dank, rumpled bed,
Upon which she was soon subdivided.
Done
Look, he said. You’re a pretty cute kid.
If you want a damn fuck, (which she did),
Spread your pussy, okay?
And she rushed to obey,
Cherry something of which to be rid.
Undeterred
Drunk and dizzy, her vision was blurred…
She said no, but it came out all slurred…
Well, he should still have known,
From her screaming alone…
But perhaps he might just not have heard.
Forgive and forget
She’d said yes, was his honest belief,
But she hadn’t, it seemed, to his grief.
Would she now cry Me Too,
Over one little screw?
“Never mind,” she said… Blessed relief!
Hussy
He was tried for rape, true, but acquitted.
He’d fucked ev’ry hole where it fitted…
Twice three times in some,
(Mostly pussy and bum),
But she’d liked it, the hussy admitted!
Tizz
It’s no use getting into a tizz,
She thought, mopping out most of his jizz.
So he’s fucked her… so what?
It’s just slime, pecker-snot!
So chill out, like. It is what it is!
Asking nicely
Please excuse me, Madame, would you mind…
If, perhaps, you were that way inclined,
If I fucked, to be blunt,
Your delicious young cunt?
Be your guest? Thank you! Terribly kind!
Grey matter
These days young chaps must needs be way warier…
Those parts… what… shall we say hairier
Might be no-go.
If she doesn’t say no…
Then of course it’s a rather grey area!