Young and innocent, though well developed,
She panted, she sighed, her heart galloped.
Her clothes fell away;
She would soon, come what may,
Be undone, his cock sweetly enveloped!
Tag: virgin
Tough as
Though he’d licked her and fingered her first,
“It’s like fucking boot-leather!” he cursed.
She sobbed “Don’t stop, my love!”
With one more mighty shove
And a loud cry, her maidenhead burst!
Sweet fruit, thorny tree
Though her manner was certainly truculent,
Naked, he thought, she’d be succulent!
Virgin, no doubt.
He was casting about
For a more fitting ajective: fuckulent?
Maidenhead revisited
He gets part-way in, gives it a nudge,
Tries again, but her hymen won’t budge!
She says “Have one more go.
Fucking just do it!” So
A man shouldn’t, of course, hold a grudge.
Saying the right thing
Well, of course it felt strange; it would, clearly.
Still, it affected her queerly,
Up, deep inside.
“Yes, that’s lovely!” she lied,
Like a tummy upset, sort of, merely.
She told her so
Her mum shouted “Well, what did I tell you?
I said don’t take men at face value!
They promise the earth…
But there’s no virgin birth!
You deserve ev’rything that befell you!”
The happy minstrel
Almost eighteen, she’d waited so long!
Not that wanting and waiting were wrong…
A moonlight serenade…
She was wooed, won and laid…
The poor girl could be had for a song
Speed dating for beginners
Scared, confused, it was so hard to choose!
If she got it wrong, what would she lose?
Her virginity, true.
Did it matter though who?
Any prick would do! Fuck! Who cared whose?
The Aztec maiden
To appease the gods, gruesome affairs;
Virgins’ hearts ripped out! Blood on the stairs!
“Won’t a root out the back suffice?
Fuck virgin sacrifice!”
Begs the next. “Fuck me! Who cares?”
Loss of innocence
At the point of (Sob! Gasp!) no return,
Beyond guilt, past religious concern,
Reckless now, lost to sin,
She begged “Put it all in!”
Though so innocent, eager to learn!