She decided she must grasp the nettle,
Just praying her frayed nerves would settle,
And felt, in the holding,
Her body unfolding;
Each labium like a pink petal!
Tag: first time
Amore
Dice lei, “Caro, come ti amo!
Benche non sei il primo, diciamo
Tu sei il migliore
Facendo l’amore,
Adesso, poi, abbracciamo!”
The value of manners
She’d been slowly, politely denuded,
Her panties and bra too included;
Spreadeagled, she lay,
With those parts on display,
Where no man, before him, had intruded.
Unlucky in love
She thought sex, overall, over-rated;
A fuck and love never equated.
Her first was the worst…
Deep inside her she nursed
Her misgivings, and just masturbated.
Tell-tale signs
Her dress clung by a few stubborn threads;
Her voluptuous figure turned heads,
Her smug smile, her bruised lips,
Swaying walk, her grazed hips,
And her hymen, of course, torn to shreds.
Knowing, in the biblical sense
She knew perfectly well what it meant,
That the sheet was propped up like a tent,
Quite alarmingly so,
But she didn’t yet know
Where or how, God protect her, it went!
Sneak peek
Though she’d covered her eyes, still she peeked;
“Can that all fit inside me?” she squeaked.
“Bloody oath!” he replied,
And she bore it with pride…
This in spite of the havoc it wreaked!
A woman's lot
She lay naked, all blushing and shy;
It’s so big!” she exclaimed. I may die!
But if all of those others,
Wives, mistresses, mothers
Can do it, she thought, why not I?
Shoosh!
When he cursed and blasphemed, she said “Shoosh!
Just relax, line yourself up and push.
Count to ten, start again,
Wait until I say when,
And stop beating around in my bush!”
Put it down to experience
“It’s your first time”, he said, “I’ll be gentle,
I won’t get too experimental.”
But what could she do,
When he buggered her too,
Saying “Whoops! That was quite accidental” ?