Write a piece of poetry or prose about losing your virginity. Winner will be judged not only on likes and comments, but on fire, form, and edge. The writer that kicks me in the teeth the hardest gets $200.

I Want More

Saying is I lost something that wonderful exciting night, but when I dug virginity's grave I plunged as deep as I could into her earthly heaven and said to my innocence RIP. It was a moment that I had desperately sought from the age of 13, and finally by 16, I partook of what became sweeter than sugar and more intoxicating than fine wine. Oh! her soft skin, oh! and what about that moist humid heated oven that cooked my rod to a volcanic eruption, Oh my! did I mention her cushion that round behind literally blew my mind. Boom! I exploded, then again Boom! I busted, on and on again without remorse, I drove into the delightful course, it was a full course meal, and I to this day cannot get enough. So I lost nothing just changed and gained. Thinking about it 30 years later and my one thought is, "I want more!"