He’d had one chance at life and cocked up…
He’d been scared he’d be bloody locked up!
It was sheer bad luck…
Two young kids, their first fuck,
And she got herself fucking knocked up!
Tag: virginity
Cured
The big, dumb fellow having been lured,
Virginity quickly was cured…
Some flattering lies…
She exclaimed at his size…
And was soon satisfyingly skewered.
The mother of invention
In the past, when a woman was wed,
She’d be later escorted to bed,
And the stained wedding sheet
Would be hung in the street,
As a proof she was virgin, and bled.
Though all knew the bride’s blood must be shed
Many brides, I suspect, and it’s said,
Fooled their husbands, of course,
With some raspberry sauce,
Or some wine, or most anything red.
Not that into it
In the end, it seemed rather cold-blooded;
She’d thought herself bold, but now shuddered,
For right from the minute he
Took her virginity
Somehow she felt she’d been dudded.
Flowers
With the roses, with which he had showered her,
Slowly, the rogue overpowered her
Meek disposition,
Her shy inhibition,
And dazzled, debauched and deflowered her.
Just dessert
She was innocent, young and deluded;
Her big night came with breakfast included…
Wine gone to her head;
She wound up in his bed,
Soon deflowered, deceived and denuded.
Debriefing
He was anxious to know if it hurt,
As she hitched up her knickers and skirt.
“Well, a bit, just at first,
When I thought that you’d burst
My insides,” she said, smoothing her shirt.
Italian girls
Italian girls look like madonnas.
They jealously treasure their honours,
But just for so long…
Till a boy comes along,
With good looks and sharp clothes, then they’re goners!
Near thing
She’d decided to do it tonight,
To her boyfriend’s excited delight,
But, since neither one knew
How exactly to screw,
She was damn near fucked, but not quite.
Sound sleeper
An unscrupulous bastard called Jerry
Deprived a young girl of her cherry:
While drunk, sleeping soundly
He rooted her roundly…
Unsporting of course, but not very.