The poor girl, so naive and so shy,
When he fondled her, thought that she’d die!
When he whipped out his cock!
In her state of mute shock,
She could not even think to think “why?”
Tag: virgin
The fitting room
It just fitted, delightfully tightly!
Her hymen did slow things down, slightly.
She didn’t mind much,
(Just some squealing and such).
“Good! That’s out of the way!” she said brightly.
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.
Over the hump
It just fitted, delightfully tightly!
Her hymen impeded him slightly.
She didn’t mind much,
(Just some squealing and such);
“Well, that’s out of the way!” she said brightly.
Popularity
Though she did like the guy more than most,
“Leave no virgin unfucked” was his boast.
A few drinks in some bar,
Then a ride in his car,
Yep, she figured, her pussy was toast!
The serpent’s tongue
His intentions remained quite opaque.
The poor girl, with her virtue at stake!
She did love him, she thought…
Did he just want his sport,
To just fuck her, then leave her, the snake?
Liquor is quicker
Having lured her up to his room,
She, alas, met the usual doom;
A few glasses of port,
And then jolly fine sport
With the virginal parts of guess whom!
Truth in advertising
“Virgin. Eighteen. Great body. Superb!”
So it said in the newspaper blurb.
He drove by, as you do,
But the only thing new
Was a small-titted kid on the kerb.
Low-hanging fruit
She was succulent! Juicy and ripe!
A bit young, if you heed all that hype
About dirty old men.
She’d have sex soon, but when?
What a pity he wasn’t that type!
La liberté
Though not one to be too sentimental,
He said “Dear girl, I’ll be gentle,
Me being your first…”
“Fuck,” she said. “Do your worst!
I don’t give a goddamn continental!”