THE KINKY POET

Often on my mind

It would seem that I think about you every single day, sharing some special time with you, in my mind we play

From tying up or role play and almost everything in between, we have the toys or outfits, to complete the kinky scene

I may stalk you late at night or secretly watch you take a shower, jump out on you unexpectedly, no matter what the hour

I think about our playroom, where I often hang you arms held high, secured by cold steel manacles, from which there's no escape, even though you try

Laying a flogger across your skin, hearing your happy sighs, looking at you intently, seeing satisfaction in your eyes

My thoughts are not one big kinkfest, often we are sharing a loving embrace, I'm often staring at you, mesmerized by your gorgeous face

We hug and snuggle together, we share kisses of the gentle kind, wether kink filled or romantic, you're often on my mind

THE KINKY POET 

Pinkness

I want to spread your moistened petals, put my mouth against your lips, run my tongue around your Rose's bud and lap up all it drips

Dance my tongue around your pretty Pink lips, play with every fold, may I say I'm hungry for you, I'll apologise if that's to bold

I want you across my face, a knee on either  side of each ear, so I can pull you down on me, I want your Pink pussy nice and near

Close so I can tongue fuck you, push it hard and deep inside, the delicious juice not only tastes so good, it also helps me glide

Ride my face like a stallion, on my tongue please rise and fall, i want to eat your pussy raw, I'm so hungry for it all

Soak me in your pussy's juice, I want you to drown my face, with you sitting astride on top of me, you control the depth and pace

I only stop to bite your thighs, is it to leave my mark you think, yes but I also love to see, cute bruises near your pink

I adore your Pinkness, your pussy's a happy place for me, so spread your petals for me and show your pinkness just for me

THE KINKY POET

Overwhelming lust

I get this over whelming desire, some would call it lust, to have my kinky way with you, for me it is a must

I want to rip your clothes off, to admire your gorgeous bust, to force myself upon you, obviously done with love and trust

Way down in my soul, a fire begins to rage and burn, you are all I think about, for you I simply yearn

To run my hands across your curves, my lust it must be fed, I can't stop this need I have, you're constantly in my head

I close my eyes I see you, nearly always wearing soft Red lace, I'm Hypnotised by your beauty, I cannot stop staring at your face

I will simply hunt you down, feel free to hide or run, I will find you anywhere, my desires must be done

You are like a drug to me, I need your juice running through my vein, I'm hooked on you dream girl, you're in my heart and brain

I'm gonna have my way with you, in this statement you can trust, nothing will stop me now, I've a overwhelming lust

THE KINKY POET 

Halloween visitors

Tonight it is Halloween the veil between the worlds are thin, the spirits of our ancestors are so close, waiting to come right in

Some will be welcomed, they bring loving memories of old, some are mischievous they're here to be bad and bold

Some come to let you know they watch over you though they're gone, but some are plain evil, whose badness carries on

They make noises or move things to let you know they're there, to them if it scares you, they don't really care

Others give you a feeling of security, you still can feel their love, it's like being watched by Angels, sent from high above

Good spirits or evil ones, tonight it is that special time, when the veil is at it's thinnest and I put spirits into rhyme

So listen for the sounds tonight, keep a watchful eye out, try not to scream, I hope you see your loved ones on this Halloween

THE KINKY POET 

Spooky

The Devil came calling to my bedroom very late one night, she climbed in beside me, she pulled me in so tight

Wearing sexy stockings, I ran my hand inside her thigh, she smiled at me knowingly and released a evil little sigh

She took off her red lace bra, her nipples standing tall, I put my mouth around them, I sucked and licked, I bite and gave my all

As my mouth worked on her tits, my fingers found her damp, I ran circles on her cliterus, then I felt her clamp

Her pussy was so very powerful, she had muscles like a vice, she whispered to me to eat her, she said she tasted nice

Her pussy was over flowing she soaked my sheets and bed, I just lapped and eat for all I could, from a she Devil, I was being fed

Once she had cum real hard she stood me up and got on her knees, she ran her tongue along my shaft, she was a evil tease

She may of been the Devil but her blow job was heaven sent, she sucked me hard and sucked me long, until my balls were spent

Then I woke cock in hand, was it just a kinky, sexy dream or was it a visit from the Devil herself on the night of Halloween

THE KINKY POET 

Halloween dress up

Halloween is nearly here what costume will you wear, I wonder if I can help you choose, even though I am not there

You could be a sexy pussy cat, with cute whiskers and ear made of fur, I'd let you sit upon my lap, I'd make that pussy purr

Maybe a sexy mummy, wrapped up in bandages nice and tight, I'd get you unwrapped and naked, even if it took me half the night

You could be a kinky Vampire, who gives a sexy bite, I've something you can suck on, feed off me tonight

You'd make a very sexy Zombie, one of the kinky dead, you could chase me around the graveyard, I'd let you give me head

You could be a very ghastly ghoul or a sleazy sexy ghost, but if i chose your outfit, the one I'd like the most

It would be a very sexy Devil, with underwear of red lace, the perfect Halloween outfit, to make my heartbeat race

THE KINKY POET 

Spell casting kiss

The Devil woman pulled me closer, I can't deny it wasn't what I wished, then I tasted her crimson lips, as by the She Devil I was kissed

Her hands wrapped around my head, she guided me into her face, I ran my hands over her curves, I felt the soft Red lace

Then her spell was cast, I was obsessed by my Devil lover, I knew and so did she, I'd never want another

Her lust has ensnared me, I feel her coursing through my veins, every minute of the day, she occupies my brain

She seems to know my very thoughts, she knows all the things I need, when she tells me she requires me, I always do the deed

Does this make me hers, am I a witches submissive or her slave, I confess I'd do anything, do all that she may crave

Am I under some kind of magic spell was it cast within that first painted kiss, or am I just hoping and to be her's is my wish

THE KINKY POET 

The time of Halloween

Oh I love Halloween, you can't beat some trick or treat, it's a time for scary dress up, it's a time that can't be beat

Pumpkins with evil faces, shining candy apples by the score, a feast of childish fun filled delights, who could ask for more

Spooky ghosts and ghoulies, Vampires and the Wolfman hiding in the dark, stories told by adults. Your fear they're made to spark

You hide under the covers, first check there's nothing under your bed, is there something in your wardrobe or is it in your head

Scary evil nasty clowns, watching you whilst you sleep, you hear creaking floorboards, as around your room they creep

All your hair stand on end, you get goosebumps on your skin, the air feels much colder, the nightmares now begin

You lay there starring into the dark, you feel like you could scream, it's fun and also frightening, the time of Halloween

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Devil woman

Oh it's nearly Halloween, I wonder what my dream girl will wear, I'm hoping for a sexy Devil, in hold ups, a sexy dress with9 red lace underwear

With cute horns and a trident. With of course a sexy tail, I'm hoping if I wish hard enough, this dream it will not fail

I don't mind if the dress is short or long but I hope I see her thighs, with her sexy makeup, looking all seductive in my eyes

I wonder if she'll dance for me, like she was all aflame, moving like fire, she will hypnotise me once again

Her Cape moving with each twist. I glance her stocking top, she smiles and runs her hands up her thighs, I beg her not to stop

Her fingers slide behind red lace I watch her lick her sexy juice, she's is so tantalising, her inner demon's on the loose

Please take me Devil woman, don't make me beg or scream, give me the dream I want, after all it's Halloween

THE KINKY POET 

1-2 Freddy's coming for you
3-4 You better lock your door
5-6 Grab your crucifix
7-8 Better stay up late
9-10 Freddy's back again

Sexual nightmare

In your darkest sexual nightmares Freddy's come to play, you may try your best to run but you'll never get away

With his Fedora hat and with his knife filled glove he'll cut off those panties made of Red lace, he knows you're turned on and terrified, it's showing on your face

You run away but you want him it's a fantasy born from sin, though his knives frighten you, you want him on your skin

He'll wrap you in his stripy arms, his grip will be so tight, you are now his victim, he owns your dreams tonight

Tearing at your body, his tongue rubs against your skin, a burnt hand goes between your thighs, Freddy's now within

Ecstasy and fear is a heady mix, you feel your orgasm come, his charred lips pressed on yours, until your orgasms done

Is this a sexual nightmare, you've cum and Freddy's made you scream, are you having a nightmare on Elm street, or just a sexual dream

THE KINKY POET