THE KINKY POET

Tonight you're mine

Babe I want your curvaceous body, I really need to have a feast, just a single thought about you awakens my sexual beast

Your curves a delicious, I want you sitting on my face, lower yourself upon me, then grind me with power and also pace

Drown me with warm pussy juice, let it soak all in my beard, so then I can taste you later, sorry if that sounds kind of weird

Then wrap your pussy around my shaft, take me in nuts deep, so I can fuck you roughly and make your pussy seep

One hand gripping on your throat, the other grasps your hair, giving me total control, tonight there is no power share

I'm in charge of this fuck, we'll do it exactly what i want tonight, there's no point you even struggling, you've already lost this fight

Tonight your pussy's mine, your mouth and tits are mine, I even own your bum, it's solely my decision, in which hole of yours I choose to blow my cum

THE KINKY POET 

All within a dream

Tonight let's get down and dirty, let me throw you to the floor, force you to give me head, treat you like a whore

Ruin your pretty underwear, pull at it and make it tear, do with you as I please, be wild and without care

With a handful of your hair, I drag you across my lap, I pin you down by your locks, as I give your ass a hefty slap

All the time your getting wetter, you love it when I'm rough, you get all aggressive, you start saying dirty stuff

We share loads of dirty talk, as I leave bruises on your bum, the harder I spank you, the more horny you become

You turn around and sit across me, I feel your juice run down my thighs, you guide my shaft deep into you, I see such hunger in your eyes

You grasp me by the shoulders, you start to grind and pound, with every single solid thrust, you release a sexual sound

I'm sucking on your nipples hard, you begin to ride real fast, I'm nearly cumming, I'm not sure how long I'll last

I order you to get on your knees, I start pounding from behind, gripping your hair whilst fucking you, tonight sex is the nasty kind

Passion and aggression, ravenous mixed with a wild desire, dirty names and filthy deeds, always lights your lustful fire

Some nights it's all cuddles and soft and tender kisses but tonight it's all dirty sex where you must abide by my sleazy wishes

You're my slut, my whore, my playground, you're my Princess and my Queen, from soft and romantic to sleazy and nasty, we share all within a dream

THE KINKY POET 

The way I cope

Miles across the wide expansive void is a girl of whom I often dream, she's always in my nighttime thoughts, she is my distant Queen

In my dreams we're side by side, she lays within my arms, I get to smell her gorgeous scent, she shares her precious charms

We get to chat, we often kiss, her lips they mould with mine, her kisses are so tender, her taste is so devine

Entwined around each other, it's hard to tell where each of us begin, a molten mass of passion, we feel each others skin

The moon shines through the windows, it lightens up her face, she is so very beautiful, full of love and grace

She is my nighttime goddess, we share most every night, she slides into my empty bed, we snuggle up together tight

God I wish she was really here, I often dream that she's mine, here to hold and care for, until the end of time

But I know she's out if reach but a poet can always hope, it helps me deal with the loneliness, it's just the way I cope

THE KINKY POET 

Butterfly kiss

Wrapped up in a stanza is a sensual kiss just for you, when you receive it, the kiss knows what it must do

It's been ordered to leap off the page, like a Butterfly in flight, to land ever so gently on your skin and give you a kiss goodnight

A kiss full of tenderness coming from deep inside my heart, a reminder that you're in my thoughts though we are apart

A little kiss to make you think of me, a thought to make you smile, it will bring me close to you, though only for a while

But within that fleeting moment we would be as one, I'd be right beside as you sleep, together we would greet the Sun

All this from a single kiss, sent wrapped inside a rhyme, as soft as a Butterfly, to last as long as time

Enjoy your written gift, I hope tonight you feel your kiss, just to know I made you smile, would truly bring me bliss

THE KINKY POET 

Weekend fun

At last it is the weekend and all the work for the week is done, let's have a kinktastic time, let's have some naughty fun

We don't have to get up, we can just stay in bed instead, I'll have time to eat your pussy and you can give me head

What about if I make breakfast then tie you down real tight, then get out all the sex toys and  make you scream and fight

I could tease you, please you, until i get you begging me for more, do all the things you like, use you like a kinky whore

Nipple clamps, dildos, there's ice cubes in the freezer tray, I just happened to make them yesterday, in case we got sometime to play

You could put on a sexy outfit. We could play Beauty and the Beast, I'd tear off your panties and ravage you, on your body I would feast

What do think of my suggestions, come on babe all the work is done, it's time to have our kinky time, it's time for some weekend fun

THE KINKY POET 

Getting caught

Put on a pretty floaty dress we're going outside to play, let's hope we don't get caught by anyone having sex today

Yes that dress is perfect, you won't need your panties made of lace, we've got the picnic ready, we only need a place

Where do you want to go a big park or a beach of golden sand, just pick a place that's private but not someone's private land

Somewhere  we might be caught, there must be a possibility we'd be seen, I want to play in public, it can be a place we've already been

Lay a blanket on the ground, you could slide on top of me, we'd be fucking out in public but no one else could see

We could go for a wander in the woods, I could bend you across a log, slide my cock in from behind and do you like a dog

We could find a busy car park, I could lay back my seat and you can suck my cock, though we might get seen fucking when the car begins to rock

I'm sure we can find a quiet place, where we would be alone, so I could take naked pictures of you, with my mobile phone

Come on babe let's go out, I fancy some risky kinky play, it is sexy and exciting wondering if we'll get caught today

THE KINKY POET 

First impressions count

I was sitting in my wheelchair has you stepped lightly off the train, you looked so curvy and devine, naughty thoughts ran through my brain

I wanted you to see passed the chair, to show you I wasn't weak, I grabbed you by the hair, even before you got to speak

Hair wrapped tightly in my fist. I pull you down to me with pace, you're shocked by the show of dominance, I could see it on your face

The time you took to paint your sexy lips, obviously was a waste, the Red smudged with ease, I was so hungry for a taste

With I tight grip of your hair plainly I was the one in full control, forceful and sexual, I used you like a doll

Our tongues were soon in battle both pitted in a erotic war, I kept on pushing harder, a kiss like you've never had before

I hoped I didn't frighten you, I wanted to show power in a small amount, to prove I was worth the train ride and i knew first impressions count

THE KINKY POET 

Red letters

You slowly spread your legs, you tell me look for my surprise, my eyes scan up until I see my name upon your thighs

Written on your sexy body, are red letters on your skin this night, it filled me with pride to see such a awesome erotic write

Though no one else would see it, both you and I would know, it would last until the  shower, then my name would go

Seeing my name disappear would cause a twang of pain but as soon as you were dried, you'd put it back there once again

It's nice to know you carry my name, especially when we're apart, it's lovely to be on your flesh, in your soul and heart

I love to see it when I'm between your thighs lapping at your sacred Rose, i always sneak a glance at it and my desire just grows and grows

It brings us closer together, our relationship will never be the same, everything is more intense now you wear my name

THE KINKY POET 

A good hard spanking

I love the little wobble on your ass as my hand lands on your skin, I love the sound the spank makes, it always makes me grin

I love to pull you across my chair, I throw your ripped red lace panties on the floor, I can see your ass with them on but I still wanted more

Each time I bring my hand down, you release a little sigh, even though I can't feel it, I watch you grasp my thigh

You whisper to me harder, I start to pick up the force and speed, I can see bruises forming where my hand has done their deed

Your breathing is getting harder, spankings guaranteed to make you cum, I take off my leather belt and hit you hard across the bum

Soon welts were growing, juice begins running down your leg, you are close to cumming, you start to scream and beg

You beg me not to stop, you love the spanking pain, you shudder and squirt on my floor, there ends our spanking game

THE KINKY POET 

Powerful hands

You feel his rough strong hand on the back of your neck, controlling how you move, his hands skin are in stark contrast to your skin that's soft and smooth

He leads you to the shower, Red lace falls to the floor, he then strips naked, with a hunger you've seen before

Together in the shower hot water running down both your skins, he makes soap bubbles in his hands, the washing now begins

Rough callous hands running over you, he washes every inch, pausing at your nipples, he gives them a naughty pinch

Pain runs through your body, you may be already wet, but you feel yourself moisten, but he's not finished yet

Pinned up against the wall, he whispers "Spread them wide" you obey his masterful, command, he slides his shaft inside

Pounding you hard and fast. You cry out and beg for more, he turns you around and fucks you deep, he tells you that you're his whore

Nasty talk drives you wild, you push back at  every thrust, though he has you by the back of your neck, in this moment you have trust

Trust that he will guide you, take you to orgasms edge, bring you to the edge of ecstasy then push you off the ledge

You give yourself completely, in the shower you both move as one, lost in passions fantasy, until you both have cum

You turn and face him, he cleans the sex right off your skin, he kisses you so tenderly, it's  now the aftercare can begin

He dries you with a fluffy towel, he gently brushes your tangled hair, he tucks you into bed, you sleep without a care

You awake to find yourself in his arms, he's held you through the night, you sigh with contentment, everything just feels so right

THE KINKY POET