She’s so nervous, he thinks, all on edge…
Pussy barely beginning to fledge…
Wispy thatch of blonde fluff…
Young, but quite old enough…
He works in the thick end of his wedge.
Tag: first fuck
Bowing to the inevitable
At the point of (almost) no return,
Wrong or right now of little concern…
Poor girl hasn’t a clue…
What to say, what to do…
But she’ll bloody well pretty soon learn!
Reality check
Her first fuck! So, then, how did it feel?
Fantastic? A bloody ordeal?
Or just, like, okay?
That’s the best she could say…
Better maybe than wanking… more real!
The slippery slope
Sixteen, making out, slippery-sloping,
Tongue kissing, cock-gripping, groping…
It seems like he might
Try to fuck her tonight,
She thinks, rubbing him, wishing and hoping!
First night jitters
As she stood, blushing, nervous, unclad,
She thought “Gosh! A damn girl must be mad!”
He unbuckled his belt,
Dropped his pants, and she felt,
Although shocked, somehow secretly glad!
Coming of age
“Now you’re old enough, let’s have a drink!”
Said his Dad, with a lecherous wink.
“And with moderate luck,
You might get your first fuck!
Try the barmaid, ay? What do you think?”
Made to measure
Well, I must say, she said, and sighed sweetly,
Your cock does fit in rather neatly!
I doubted it would,
Yet it feels so good,
All that great length, inside me completely!
Pop goes the weasel
Flushed and wide-eyed, her pulse all aflutter,
“Be still, heart!” was all she could mutter.
He said “Should I stop?”
“Oh God! No!” … Then a POP!
In it slipped, like a hot knife through butter!
First love
“Well, of course, true, it’s not the worst fate,
To be fucked on one’s very first date,
Just a jolly surprise!”
She said, love in her eyes.
“And the root, I must say, was first-rate!”
Prom night
In the cold of the night, breasts tight-budded,
Eyes brimming, goose-pimpled, She shuddered.
Her first time and all!
Up against a brick wall,
Disappointing, and sort of cold-blooded.