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Callie's First Time

At the party with friends we all danced  
When we touched it left me entranced.  
Will I be enough?  
Will he be too rough?    
I fell in the spell of romance.  
 
In a moment, my world took a turn,  
With my boyfriend I felt a fire burn.  
All doubts washed away,  
We could not delay,  
He gave me my first taste of sperm.  
 
Back home, to my mom, I replied,  
"He's nice," but inside I just sighed.  
Though she saw me unchanged  
I’d been rearranged.  
The first time a boy came inside.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
Published
Author's Note
After reading my friend, Callie's, journal account of her first sex, I decided to write this limerick poem for the completion entitled Bring on the Filth (erotic). Callie's account of her mom asking about her date afterwards pricked memories for me and reminded me that moms are our guardians from birth to maturity.  I think Callie would have liked this.
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