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Click hereA good girl....
I suppose I could pretend to like one.
But wasn't it you who perpetuated that notion?
Good girls don't like it rough.
Or perhaps they do.
I'm naturally attracted to shy girls
My best friend used to joke.
He said I had a thing for corrupting good girls.
But it's mutual, and I'm generally the shy one.
Unless you're a naughty girl.
Virgins aren't any more attractive than sluts in my book.
I judge the women, not the label.
The girl I'm looking for is out there.
She's a sexy bad bitch. That's cool.
Saying "I love sex" after a good hard fuck doesn't make you anything but honest.
I'm tired of you telling me what I want and why I want it.
Although mind games are fair.
We are all we've got--friends or lovers.
So let's enjoy whatever it is we have.
What else can we do?
Ever considered the possibility that I love you for you?
My friend is more important than my lover right now,
And I think we both need a good friend.
But you're not the only one who likes sex, and we have to play catch up eventually.
Be yourself, and that's my ideal.
Understood?
This is the first of your poems that I have truly understood. You have such a distinctive style; I have to read and re-read them in order to get them. Very nice one here though.
Sophisticated and kinky would be best. Someone loving who loves sex.
Hymens never cross my mind.
My next story will be punishing you for asking questions you already know the answer to.