Coming of age

The poor boy should have heeded Mum’s warning…
Scared out of his wits, the truth dawning…
An innocent kiss,
And it’s come now to this…
Somehow naked, her wet pussy yawning!

A lost cause

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!)

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.