Posts Tagged ‘age of consent’

Cherry blossom time

October 17, 2018

She was sixteen, no longer a kid,
Cherry something of which to be rid.
That cute guy at the gym,
She could lose it with him…
Could…might…would… in fact, did!

Inciting to riot

August 14, 2018

Cheeky bitch! She like started a brawl,
Only jest old enough, and still small!
Sayin’ “How ’bout a screw?
Maybe startin’ with you,
But there’s plenty damn pussy fer y’all!”


The right stuff?

July 20, 2018

Maybe sixteen, and pretty enough,
Sexy dress, make-up, strutting her stuff,
Acting ready to screw;
Poor girl, what would she do
If a man felt like calling her bluff?

In the heat of the moment

July 3, 2018

Well, you know, it can be hard to gauge,
In the heat of the moment, the age
Of a girl. (Too damn young?
God! She’s good with her tongue!)
Though you could, perhaps, ask, at some stage.


May 4, 2018

Certain no-nos should just be exempted!
She’d stripped off, which rather pre-empted
The fact of consent.
Young and sweet, heaven-sent!
Oh, indeed, he was quite sorely tempted!

An idea before its time

October 11, 2017

She teased “Come on! You want to. Own up!”
How their sly, naughty game had blown up!
His cock achingly stiff,
As she stroked it. God! If …
Were she only a bit more grown-up!

The burden of responsibility

September 27, 2017

Little cupcake breasts, ponytail, fringe;
His lewd thought might make other men cringe.
She was legal, she claimed.
Did he feel ashamed?
Racked with guilt? Well, okay, just a twinge.


December 18, 2016

By sixteen, she’d matured and bloomed,
Ripe and ready, flirtatious, perfumed,
Out with boys late most nights,
Sampling all the delights
Of the flesh, her poor parents presumed.



All in the game

October 25, 2016

They discovered by plain curiosity
Sexualised reciprocity;
Just kids at play,
Till he fucked her one day,
Though she bore him, still, no animosity.



Coming of age

October 19, 2016

Birthday lunch at the Ritz, very pleasant!
“More champagne, my girl? How’s your pheasant?”
Her rich uncle paid.
“Sixteen. Time you got laid.
And no time, dear girl, like the present!”