It’s not fucking, she told herself mentally.
What though, if, just accidentally,
(Was it a sin?)
His cock somehow slipped in?
(As it would, in fact, do, incrementally!)
Tag: virgin
Scarlet woman
Not until she was married! Not yet!
She flushed scarlet, broke into a sweat…
Just his hand on her breast…
She’d resist, do her best…
But then… why was her pussy so wet?
Opportunity cost
Still a virgin, so much to consider;
To marry the damn highest bidder?
Sulk, grumble and cry?
Or just fuck some fool guy…
(Which she did… for what damn good it did ‘er!)
Ripe
Though not quite yet of age, young and prime,
To not root her would seem a damn crime!
Some weeks more, months at worst…
Yet… to be the girl’s first!
It’s, of course, just a matter of time.
Cherry blossom time
She was sixteen, no longer a kid,
Cherry something of which to be rid.
That cute guy at the gym,
She could lose it with him…
Could…might…would… in fact, did!
An honest mistake
“Me? A virgin? You’re kidding!” she bluffed.
“Check my pussy! Dog-eared and scuffed!”
She was lying, he guessed,
(As she later confessed),
But by then, she’d already been stuffed!
Defeated
His insistent demands grew so heated,
His groping so often repeated,
His hands up her dress,
On her tits! Her distress
So great…”God! Go on! Fuck me!” she bleated.
Against all odds
He had such a huge cock, the damn lech!
And the girl, still a virgin, poor wretch!
Her young pussy so tight!
No chance! Well…he just might
Get it in, (which he did), at a stretch!
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!
Saying it with flowers
He’d brought flowers. She’d been wined and dined,
So she knew what the cad had in mind.
His hand crept up her thigh…
Defloration drew nigh…
To which fate she was blithely resigned!