Only thing he could think at the time,
Was the fuck was just fucking sublime!
She was too young, he knew,
But she wanted it too…
If she starts it, well fuck, ain’t no crime!
Tag: underage
Calling her bluff
Pretty pussy, with just enough fluff…
Keep it up, he might just call her bluff!
Little tits, sly pink tongue…
She thinks, being too young,
He won’t fuck her… Well fuck, baby, tough!
Wench, for the use of
Being drunk, of course, didn’t excuse it…
An offer too good to refuse… it
Was wrong, and he knew…
She was too young to screw…
But who’d know, he thought… Use it or lose it!
Rite of passage
She was young, he knew, slutty damn kid,
Only fifteen, in fact (which she hid),
Still a virgin, what’s more,
Which she found a big bore…
“Fuck me mister!” she said. So he did.
The old grey mare
It had all been a dreadful mistake.
He was only fifteen. for god’s sake!
But a virile young colt,
And although her own fault,
A mistake she was happy to make!
Tête-à-tête
Bill and Pete had a quick tête-à-tête…
Young and sexy… too young? Better yet!
In the back of the car,
Minus panties and bra,
Lovely tits, lovely cunt, nice and wet!
Living the dream
Barely legal, (or maybe not quite),
Nice firm tits, pussy supple and tight…
Like a fantasy screw!
She was into it too…
Though at first, true, she’d squealed in fright.
Short shrift
Though she’d begged, she’d been given short shrift…
Defloration was brutal and swift.
Although still underaged,
She was not, like, outraged,
But was, quite understandably, miffed!
Making ends meet
She danced nude, at a bar, in a cage.
No one bother to ask her her age…
If they had, she’d have lied…
She turned tricks on the side,
And got by on her shitty damn wage.
Jailbait
“Well, a fuck’s pretty much in the bag,”
He presumed, then his plans hit a snag.
“I’ll be sixteen next week,”
She said, flashing a peek
Of her right boob. “Come on but, let’s shag!”