Though she’d begged, she’d been given short shrift…
Defloration was brutal and swift.
Although still underaged,
She was not, like, outraged,
But was, quite understandably, miffed!
Tag: virgin
Still waters
She presented as dull and strait-laced,
And yet dreamed about being disgraced…
A wild, sordid affair,
But, of course, didn’t dare…
Virgin still… such a pitiful waste!
On the shelf
Poor girl, flower of youth sadly wilted,
She knitted and crocheted, and quilted.
Nor mother nor wife,
Never fucked in her life…
Once engaged, for a month, and then jilted.
Not just a pretty face
Pretty face, a good body, sweet-scented,
Though kissed and groped, never been entered,
Her hymen intact,
(I can vouch for the fact),
Although frayed at the edges and dented!
Wearing nothing but a smile
Her clothes quickly shed, carelessly piled,
She stood naked and blushingly smiled…
“I’m a virgin, of course…
But no need to use force…
I can’t wait to be fucking defiled!”
Simplicity
Is she simple? Or is it an act?
“Stick it where? Could you be more exact?”
She said. “Here? In front?”
(Indicating her cunt)…
She’s a great root, though! That’s for a fact!
Clarity
She was willing, but wasn’t too clear
Just how… Fucking felt rather queer!
She squealed in shock,
When he stuck in his cock…
But she pretty soon got the idea!
Slip, slop, slap
If she loved him, he said, which she did.
She’d not act like a scared little kid,
Let him have his damn way…
So she whispered OK…
Opened up… and slip, slap, in it slid!
The zeal of the converted
“Fucking’s great, babe!” he said. “You should try it!”
Though tempted, she didn’t quite buy it,
But fucked him, and then
His two friends, passing men…
Less a gang bang, in fact, than a riot!
Use-by date
Still a virgin, unless or until
She gets rooted, and will be one still,
If she doesn’t give in
To her beau (it’s win-win!)
If she doesn’t, some other cunt will!