I kissed a boy
My mother saw
She slapped my face
Then shouted “whore”
Being totally fare
She’s probably right
I sucked his dick
The very next night
The judgement came in
Thick and fast
I dumped the boy
Who could not last
So here I am
Still out here whoring
This pussy is MINE
It needs adoring
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Author:
jenny.g (
Offline) - Published: August 19th, 2022 17:16
- Comment from author about the poem: A reflection of the shame placed on myself and woman in general for liking sex and owning our sexuality. I have only really been truly free of it in my 30s and spent so many years feeling guilt over having needs and desires of my own.
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
Don't see any guys apologising for going out whoring. Sex is for enjoyment and the more, the merrier.
Mothers, who would have them.
Yes this! The double standards continue to amaze me!
You just made my night and we have only just met ............ Superb ink, well spilt ............................ Neville 🙂
I aim to please 😂 thank you!
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