This week's poem!

VIRGINIA'S DEFLORATION

When but a child her mum would tuck
Virginia into bed and cluck
Around her like a broody duck
And tell he she should never muck
Around with boys. But joyous luck
She met a dashing, handsome buck
And felt her navel inward suck
For he, she knew, her flower would pluck.

(Note: What rhyme were you expecting? In polite society we don't use bad language. Well, we might say "damn" perhaps, but that's fuck_all.)

That dandy candy to her eye
Was a cultured, well bred guy.
No callow, shallow, piece of shit
With clumsy grope upon her tit
Then swift attempt upon her clit:
That was not he; No! Not a bit.

He took her out to wine and dine
Sweet sherry first then, from the Rhein
Pale Liebfraumilch, which lovers yearn,
Then, for their pud, a sweet Sauternes.
His conversation gave her laughter
As did the Bailey's she sipped after.

Giggling from her drunk sensaton
They took a taxi from the station.
Holding hands in expectation
Of the coming celebration
of their lust.

Indoors they kissed in exultation
She was ripe for exploration
Ready for initiation
of her must.

Her pupils gained dilation
and her breath took hesitation
As he stroked the coronation
of her breasts.

Then a lowering exploration
Down towards her love's foundation
As his sexual exploitation
neared its crest

Trembling with anticipation
How she writhed in sweet elation
At his creeping titilation
of her thighs.

And a mounting contemplation
Of forthcoming consummation
As her furtive exploration
felt his rise.

With his finger's stimulation
Her vaginal emanation
Showed her ripe for penetration
by his pride.

He bestrode for consummation
And her labial indentation,
In keen anticipation
Of their coming copulation
Opened wide.

But then a cry of desolation
Invoking all of Hell's damnation!
As they halted conjugation
And gave up in a dual frustration.
Rent the air

This sudden termination
And undesired salvation
Of that virgin's reputation
Wasn't pained de-hymenation
But his over-excitation
and, oh dreaded aberration,
.... Premature Ejaculation!
Dear! Oh! Dear!

(So I have had to cut short this story. Sorry If I wasted your time reading it!)