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!
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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!”
Ways and means
Though her parents were terribly strict,
Despite morals they tried to inflict,
Still, they couldn’t have known
Things she did on her own,
Nor how often her pussy got licked!
For better or worse
She was game, the young bride, quite intrepid;
She knew that the Lord was her shepherd,
But though he took charge,
His cock wasn’t that large…
And his lovemaking sort of, well, tepid.
The proof of the pudding
Well of course I’m a virgin! she’d say,
Once convinced she should go all the way,
But them damn doubting Thomases,
All lies n promises,
Soon found she wasn’t, someway.
First date
Her first date! Her mum whispered “Now, Bessie,
He seems nice. His outfit’s quite dressy,
But, suit or no suit,
He’ll be wanting a root,
Which, you’ll find, will be terribly messy!”