Little tits, teacup-sized, as if pasted
Somehow on her chest, to be tasted…
A plump, pretty arse,
Pubic curls, as yet sparse…
Lying naked there… not to be wasted!
Tag: young
Wicked
A damn slut… maybe worse… fuckin’ wicked…
Foul mouth, them big tits, and loose-knickered…
She smooched this young kid…
“Wanna fuck?” Which he did.
“Fuck my arse if you like, too,” she snickered.
Discovery
In her bedroom, just horsing around,
Two kids wrestling… his hand found the mound
In between her slick thighs…
And the look in her eyes…
His hard cock… giggling stopped, not a sound!
Just a phase
She’s sixteen, in a difficult phase,
Dresses slutty, smokes dope, spends her days
Fucking boys she calls friends…
They might be… it depends…
Friends are friends, sometimes, curious ways.
Great expectations
Peggy Sue couldn’t wait to grow up,
For them monthlies n rags to show up,
Grow some titties, get groped…
Awesome big ones, she hoped…
Suck cocks too… n learn not to throw up!
Molestation
Such a pretty young girl… so molestable,
Giggly, naive and suggestible…
“More wine, my dear?”
His motives are clear…
Exploitive, obscene and detestable!
Fie nay, prithee John
Twas a sin! God would never excuse…
Father John, whom it used to amuse
To use Sunday school girls…
Young, all giggles and curls…
With their skirts up, bent over the pews.
In for a penny
She’s not had that much sex, she’s still learning…
His cock’s goddam big… that’s concerning!
She’s sucked it… now what?
Should she fuck him or not?
But she sighs… lets it in, stomach churning.
Click, clack
Though her parents were boring and strict,
When she met him… well, something just clicked…
His hard hands on her tits,
Being held in the splits,
While her pussy was lovingly licked.
Black sheep
She was easily, true, led astray…
Suggest anything… She’d say ok…
Want a fuck? Yep, I guess.
Want some vodka? Fuck , yes!
Much, of course, to her parents’ dismay!