THE KINKY POET

Drowning once again

Face soaked in your finest wine, I try to come up for air, you grab me by the head and thrust me back down there

My tongue is lapping you frantically, I push it deep inside, you raise your hips to get me in, your pussy's opened wide

Sucking on your juicy clit, I pull my teeth across its skin, you moan a sigh with pleasure, as we share a night of sin

You're riding my face hard and fast, you push, you pump and grind, I'm trying my best to make you cum, I want to blow your mind

Your engorged clit, throbbing on my wet tongue, I feel it on my hungry lips, I'm drinking as I'm eating you, I'm taking delicious sips

You can't wait to cum no more you force me onto my back, you climb onto my sex soaked face and beg me to lick your crack

Now you are in control, you can now decide the depth and pace, you start to grind me faster, like your in some kind of oral race

I'm pulling at your nipples they feel hard beneath my touch, we've arrived at the moment when, the feelings are to much

You throw back your sex sweat head, you scream and shout my name, you explode your juices out your pussy, I'm drowning once again

THE KINKY POET 

The need for trust

Your tender kiss was like electricity, your touch it was the same, it would seem I've found a connection, we shared one kinky aim

Both out to find the special one to find a safe place within the world of kink, I wonder if you feel the same, please tell me what you think

I'll tell you about all my kinks, I share the secrets hidden in my head, if you'd like I'll show some, just slide into my bed

Tell me what kinks work for you, perhaps you're into pain, whisper me your kinky desires and I will do the same

Ok I'll start and tell you something simple I have a thing for soft Red lace, I know it's not a huge kink, is that a smirk across your face

Ok stop laughing tell me something that works for you, I will do my best to accommodate your kink, just tell me what to do

For us to share a strong connection we must open up to each other in every way, then we can start to build up trust and maybe start to play

THE KINKY POET 

Floggers bliss

Leaving lines of ecstasy as the flogger bites your skin, a mixture of pain and pleasure dealt out by your master, in a night of sin

Tied down to the bed so tight, you have no place to go, each lash brings you closer to orgasm, in no rush, he takes it slow

You hear the tails flail through the air, the sound says they're on their way, there's a moments anticipation before, on your flesh they play

Each tail brings its own sting, you get wet with every bite, you subconsciously pull at your bindings, but they're done up nice a tight

You become more vocal, you sigh and moan, you even call out your masters name, he knows what it means and flogs you once again

Puddles of your sexual pleasure run out to soak your bed, you're almost cumming now, you toss back your sex sweat head

He pauses leaving you on orgasms edge, then he lays on the last floggers kiss, with a gush of delight and sexual release, the floggers brought you bliss

THE KINKY POET 

As a nation we lost our Monarch, may She rest in peace

Our guiding light

Our country lost its heartbeat, the Queen has passed away, now she's with Prince Phillip, the country's left to pray

For most of the country we only had her has our head of state, not expected to be our Queen, this was changed by a twist of fate

At such a very young age she was sat upon the throne, she took it all in her stride and made the role her own

With kindness and compassion she talked to one and all but she also was a strong Monarch and she was no body's fool

The nation knew it was coming but it has still struck a awful blow, now the country will come out in force and our love for her we'll show

Many have only known her as our ruler, now we have a king, though he will be respected but it will be a very different thing

She guided us through years of change, she even ate marmalade sandwiches with a bear, through the years of war, she was always there

Now her guiding light has gone out, in our hearts she'll always shine, God bless you your Majesty, you'll be remembered for all-time

Ron

Battle scars

I love that moment your soft skin drags between my teeth, the ping as it breaks free, though the moment is so brief

The sound of your slightest sigh or the small whimper of slight pain, the knowledge that i've marked you, in ownership once again

Some marks are carefully hidden, some are deliberately left on display, my submissive wears them head held high no matter comes what may

She loves to parade the passion of her masters hungry need, the bruises changing colours where her blood vessels were forced to bleed

But she's not the only one who carries the marks of last night's war likè play, I covered in claw marks and they're stinging me today

I bite you abd you claw sometimes our passions seem like war, both end up has sexual casualties, hell who could ask for more

Whether it's fucking or sex fighting you know in your heart I'll win, I will always be the sexual dominant force, in our night of sin

So let loose your dogs of war, let fly all your sexual rage, because once the heat of battles done, I'll just lock you back into your cage

THE KINKY POET 

Asleep

Burning lips on tingly flesh, the first kiss of the day, hoping to arouse your desire, I'm awake and need to play

There's no response from you, I know this is just a ploy, you want me to continue and use you like a toy

I slowly roll you on your back and coax your legs apart real wide, I move across your body till I'm positioned to slide inside

I kiss your neck a little harder, I give your skin a little bite, you slip out a quiet moan but still ignore my plight

Now I'm getting desperate I want you to start to play, I've got a rampant hard on and it wants to have its way

I move down to your tits, sucking them always does the trick, the moment that your nipples harden, your hand's around my dick

I pull free and go lower, I'm now hungry for a taste, you' pussy's already dripping, so there is no time to waste

Once you've screamed and called my name, I sink my cock in deep, a great start to the morning, much better than pretending you're asleep

THE KINKY POET 

The need to feast

The reason why you're tied up legs spread wide, is so that I can feast, I cannot contain any longer this horny ravenous beast

I'm going to devour you, tonight you will feed my need. Then to show you're now my property, I'll fill you with my seed

Helpless and vulnerable you are at the mercy of my desires will, I'm gonna use all of you, until I've had my fill

My tongue will cover every inch of you, my hands will caress each curve, teasing you and pleasing you igniting every nerve

I'll own your mouth, ride you hard, tease and rim your bum, use clamps on your nippled, use sex pain to make you cum

Spank you across my knee, not for punishment but to leave my mark, as for the bruises and welts I leave, enjoy the memories they spark

Once I've made you totally mine, you'll belong to my sexual beast, he'll call on you again in another dream, when he needs to feast

THE KINKY POET 

Nymphomaniac

No need to rough me up, your going to get your way, I get it your feeling horny and you want to fuck today

Slowly babe no need to rush, calm down and take your time, yes I'll go down on you, I adore your pussy's wine

Why are you so frantic you seem to have a unquenchable need, we were fucking all last night, you had all of my creamy seed

Easy I'll take my clothes off, my god you're like a girl possessed, wow it only took a few seconds for you to get undressed

There's no need to drag me to the bedroom it's not like we both won't fuck, my god you're a nymphomaniac, I can't believe my luck

Normally sex once or twice a day seems enough for you, but when you go fuck crazy there's never enough cock for you

Yes I'll lay on my back, I can see your pussy's nice and wet, oh my god on your on my cock and I haven't kissed you yet

THE KINKY POET 

The only one

There's so many characters you could dress up has just for me, from school girl, nurse and pious nun, just to mention three

There's all the Disney princess's obviously with a kinky spin, to all Marvel and DC super heroes and the Villains who cause such sin

There's the dragon queen from game of thrones with her long white hair or the sexy Poison Ivy, whose vines could trap me there

The Goddess Aphrodite in shimmering gold and white, I could be the head God Zeus and rule you for the night

Elvira the Queen of scream or a Vampire hungry for a bite, you could be anyone the choice is yours tonight

Or go to my firm old favourite no not Princess Leia I meant Red Lace, I'm guaranteed to love it, my heart will pound and race

But if I could choose, if I could be in charge and decide what outfit you would wear, I wouldn't be fussed by any of them as long as you were there

Because characters for play sex, really is kinky and quite fun, but at the end of the day I hope you know, you are the only one

THE KINKY POET 

THE POET PIRATE

I'm the poet Pirate I sail through the seas and voids of time, searching for ports of ecstasy and putting them in rhyme

Many places i have travelled I'm looking for that special one, to share a glass of Rum with and watch the setting of the Sun

I've boarded many Galleons, there were so many treasures took, each one is a memory, kept written in my book

Fair winds and firey storms have led me at last to you, now I've found my treasure, my hunting days are through

No more will I need my Flintlock or my Sword, I'll hear no more cannons roar, I'm finished with the need for battle, I've found what I've been searching for

I swing down from the crows nest, I take you up into my warm embrace, you know I'm your poet Pirate, I can see it on your gorgeous face

We share there and then our first kiss, we both know it won't be our last, we cut our lines free from your old ship, we sail off together fast

At night we share a cabin, when I'm awake I'm on my own, for my dream girl sails in other waters, whilst I write of our exploits on my phone

THE KINKY POET