Naked witches astride phallic brooms,
Profane rites, desecration of tombs,
Orgies, mating with beasts,
Virgin sacrifice, feasts;
It must all be quite fun, one assumes!
Tag: virgin
The dilemma
Though a virgin, be that as it may,
How else might she persuade him to stay?
If she gave in, said yes,
Would he love her, then, less,
Or the more, having gone all the way?
Bad dream
As a girl how she’d longingly dreamed
Of her wedding night, flirted and schemed.
Now a bride! At long last!
He undressed… but aghast
At the sight of his penis, she screamed!
The blushing bride
From the bride’s pussy slick moisture leaked.
Though she covered her eyes, she still peeked.
Her first glimpse of a cock!
She recoiled in shock.
“That can’t all fit inside me!” she squeaked.
The answer to prayer
From the straight path and narrow she’d strayed,
Given in and had sex, now she prayed
Not for mercy, God-sent,
Since she didn’t repent,
But for more of the same, I’m afraid!
The balance of probability
Though she put up some token resistance,
Maintained a (heart-breaking) safe distance,
At last she gave in,
Though she knew it a sin,
To his lustful, soft-spoken insistence!
Slight imperfection
Young and innocent, highly respectable,
Totally bloody delectable!
Taken to bed,
“Now I’m ruined!” she said,
Though the damage was barely detectable.
The cure
Still a virgin, She made a clean breast of it.
“Okay, I’ll just make the best of it…
Don’t worry… Strip…
I’ll just put in the tip…”
“God, that’s good!” she cried. “Stick in the rest of it!”
Baptism of fire
She approached sex a bit apprehensively,
Naked, but legs crossed defensively;
Having said yes,
She got fucked nonetheless,
North and south, pussy, mouth, comprehensively!
Forgive us our trespasses
Her transgression was terribly minor;
Well yes, he did touch her vagina,
(Quite pleasant, in fact),
But her hymen’s intact,
And what harm in a nice 69er?