THE KINKY POET

In full dance

Sitting in my designated spot, there's no one else around, I hear the door handle turn, you came in without a sound

You stood in front of me, adorned in my favourite soft Red lace, you gave me a twirl and curtsy, you had a smile across your face

Then the room was filled with music, it was a slow and bluesy beat, you began to slowly sway, this was going to be a treat

The music took you over, it was like you fell into a trance, you and the beat became as one, you began your erotic sexual dance

Hands weaving patterns, swirls and circles  big and small, your hips grinding slowly, you were giving me your all

I couldn't take my eyes off you, it was such a erotic dance, I would have give anything to join you, if i had only half the chance

Your body now was making shapes, conjuring pictures in my head, awakening wild desires and my memories that I thought were long gone dead

Memories of younger times when I was well enough to dance, when I could walk, run and play, when I could leap and prance

Hypnotised by your beauty in movement, the soft Red Lace it did enhance, it was such a wonderful gift, to watch my dream girl, flowing in full dance

THE KINKY POET 

Valhalla

Oh to be a Viking warrior to do anything I'm hungry for, I'd drink, I'd fight and throw axes, pillage and find a whore

I want to tear your clothes off, then drag you too the floor, force you to take me passed painted lips, I won't wait no more

Wrap my fingers tight in your hair, use your mouth as my fuck, crash my balls off your chin, order you to suck

Take you like I were Viking, ravenous, wild and free, force you to do my bidding, you're,  hear just to satisfy me

Such a waste of pretty Red lace undies but my needs they must be met, I ram my fingers in you, you're already nice and wet

I pull my cock out your mouth, your face down on the floor, I place my weight upon you, I own you, you're now a Vikings whore

My mouth close to your ear, as I whisper dirty sleazy things, all my nasty sexy dreams and the pleasures that they'll bring

Now I drag you to your knees, the carpet will leave a burning mark, you whimper slightly in pain, that makes my hunger spark

My throbbing cock meets your juicy slit, they fit like hand in glove, I begin to fuck you hard and fast, long gone are thoughts of love

I ride you like a mad man, you buck like you're a thoroughbred mare, harder faster pounding, for reins I grab your hair

Juices seep from you, you beg me to make you cum, I push a little harder, as I fuck I slap your bum

You try to stifle your screams worried someone will hear, I tell you just let go, I don't care if they are near

Screams of pleasure come from you, you begin to curse and swear, you're sounding quite aggressive, it means you're nearly there

I think you think you're now in charge, telling me what to do, I slow down and take a pause, to show that I own you

With the balance of power reinstated, I begin to pick up pace, you try to control your mouth, that puts a smirk across my face

Soon you are cumming it's rare to fuck without a kiss but I was so hungry, I just needed sexual bliss

Now I've ruined your little hole, my sexual anger has emptied deep inside, you are full of both our cream and Viking in me has died

He's gone to feast in Valhalla, with Odin and the Mighty Thor, you are now my Queen again and not a Viking whore

I wrap you up in my arms, we kiss then it's shower time and bed, I rain soft kisses down on you, I'm left with a poem in my head

Ron

Red Satin edged with Lace

Red lace laid upon your curves, still shows a glimpse of skin, but I must confess I love the feeling and coolness of the soft Red Satin

Your sexy curves under me, the Satin is soft and smooth. Lace between my fingers, I'm  capturing your every single move

The Redness of the lingerie matches the colour of your painted lips, my lips tastes your honey, as I steal it in slow and tender sips

My hand slides under your bra, your nipples harden to my touch, I slide my hands lower, to find a wet and eager crotch

I suck on your nipples I leaving my mark upon your skin, it's just a reminder of a time and place we shared our kinky sin

Kisses up your inner thighs, at last I'm at your sacred place, the only thing keeping me from ecstasy now is a piece of Red Satin edged with lace

I can see your wetness it stains the soft Red Satin, I pull it slightly to the side and push my hungry fingers in

Juices flood my digits, I taste your delicious juicy wine, you are the taste of heaven, to me your pussy is devine

Once I've had my fill of you, I enter you and slowly build up pace, we both fly off to ecstasy, wrapped in Red Satin edged with Lace

THE KINKY POET 

Depraved craving

Dragged out of a van, bundled inside a damp and smelly room, your Blindfold is pulled off you can't see past all the gloom

Shackled to a long chain, it reaches everywhere but the door, you look at your hooded captor, you're in a place you've never been before

You can hear birds singing, there's loads of woodland noise, your eyes get accustomed to the light, you're surrounded by loads of kinky toys

Now you seem a little intrigued is this a nightmare or a lovely dream, soon your back in reality, when tells you of his scheme

You will be his sex toy, he will use you just like one of his many slaves, he will take you when he wants to, you'll satisfy all the things he craves

He leads you into a large dark room, there's not a single sound, then you get used to the dark, there's girls all tied and bound

Then he finally says something he says from now on you're number eight, there's no escape from him so just accept your fate

Sitting there in the dark, you hear a alarm bell ring, you are safe at home, it was just a sexual nightmare thing

You're relieved but a little disappointed, you quite fancied being a abducted sex slave, one of many others, made to satisfy all that the captor craves

THE KINKY POET 
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Wavelength

Do you have dirty dreams, when once you've read my write, do you dream of me fucking you hard and fast, when it's late at night

I wonder what you'd make me do, if you were in control, would I rough or gentle, would I treat you like some cheap sex doll

Would we take things nice and slow, if you controlled the pace, or would we pound in a frenzied fuck, like it was some first to cum sex race

Would you have me tie you down, perhaps hang you from a hook, maybe you'd put on a kinky sex show and all I could do was look

Would you have me spank you, put a flogger to your skin, paddle you or use my hand what would be your choice of painful sin

I know if I was in charge of this dream, you'd be wearing soft Red Lace, perhaps you'd choose to wear Red lace too and put a smile across my face

I wonder if my poems and your dreams would be almost the same, do we share the same kinky tastes, do we have the same sexual aim

My words are sent to inspire you, to spark kinky thoughts and dreams, I think we're on the same wavelength, at least that's how it seems

THE KINKY POET 

Super soaker

Come lay down on the bench, spread your legs before you're tied, there's something I've heard about, I've never seen of tried

First I lick your delicious pussy, I need you to be very wet, keep yourself under control. I haven't started yet

I place a vibrating wand on your clit, I putt a butt plug up your bum, I'm doing everything I need to do, I want to control exactly when you cum

The feeling is so intense, your juices start to seep and flow, I turn the wand up faster, though you beg me to take it slow

I'm sorry but not tonight I need to drag you screaming to orgasms ledge, then leave there for a while before I send you off the edge

You are breathing faster, I watch to see if this test will work, you begin to thrash around, it's like you're beginning to go berserk

I move myself in closer, I'm fixated on you then at last you squirt, you shoot juice all over me, you soak my favourite shirt

Wow so it's not a myth your pussy's like a super soaker gun, all I have to do is load it right and keep you at the edge before I let you cum

THE KINKY POET 

Our first time

I took you by the hand and lead you slowly to my bed, I layed you down then I place a soft pillow behind your head

We cuddle close together, we started to chat and kiss, I looked into your eyes and asked, "do you still want to do this"

You nod so I lift up your skirt, you help me take your panties off, there was no sound between us, so I broke the silence with a cough

Ì climbed inbetween your legs, my knees pushd wide your thighs, as my tip touched you, I see anticipation and fear inside your eyes

I paused and ask once again if you wanted me to guide it in, you reach down and took my shaft and then our first time it did begin

Both new at the at having sex, we fumbled, we're both lost inside our lust, we've given ourselves to each other, we shared a special trust

For both of us it was all so new, it was just had our very first time, a moment we shall never forget, I even wrote of it in rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Down and dirty

Let's get down and dirty, do you fancy some kinky play, I'll do the sleazy things you like, you only have to say

I'll tie you up or I can let you hang, my Dungeon has it all, my chains are made of good Hard steel, there's no way that you could fall

I've got canes, switches, floggers and paddles of every shape and size, guaranteed to leave their make and bring water to your eyes

Butt plugs and mouth gags, dildos to make you sigh and scream, I want to blow your mind tonight, I'm hungry for your cream

Hot wax for your tits, I'll cool it off with lumps of ice, the mixture from hot to cold, I promise will feel so nice

I'll spread your legs as far as I can, get you opened wide, run my hungry tongue all over you, then push it deep inside

Fingers and my tongue both dancing circles on your slit, juices flowing freely, I suck and sip it off your clit

I want to ram my cock into you, your pussy will take my meat, crashing hard against you, truly would be a sexual treat

So just say you want to play, my down and dirty game, you'll be naked in a instant, only your red lace panties will remain

THE KINKY POET 

Collar and cuffs

You look so very beautiful in your collar and Red Lace, I love the way each time you stroke your neck, it puts a smile upon your face

Now ìve claimed you for my own, I will treat your submission as a special gift, I'm both humbled and honoured, you've given my heart a lift

You've done all I've asked, you have been such a special girl, so I've bought you a new plaything, shall we give it a whirl

All your tasks have been met, with no complaints it's true, so come kneel before me I've got this gift for you

You slowly kneel before me I hand you a my special gift, you wait for me to give permission then you open it real swift

There laying in the silk lined box are a pair of engraved cuffs, you read the inscription, it reads " You'll always be enough"

Tears flowed from your eyes, you stood up to give a hug but I put the cuffs on you, I secured them nice and snug

You looped your hands over me, I was captured in your cuffed embrace, I kissed away the joyful tears, which stained your pretty face

Now you have your collar, you own a custom pair of cuffs, you'll always have reminders, that your mine and that you're enough

THE KINKY POET 

On your front

No sight no sound you're mine tonight, you don't know where I am, you're full of anticipation will it be a gentle touch or slam

Tied down on your front so your ass is mine to own, you don't know what I'm doing, I'm taking pictures on my phone

God your ass is gorgeous it's so hard for me not to touch, I'm trying to control myself but I need your ass so much

I move in between your thighs I can see your glistening slit, the first time you feel me touch you is when I stroke your clit

I feel your body shuddering, as I slide my digits in, with slow deliberate hand thrusts, my night if fun begins

Your wetness soaks my fingers, I can't help but take a taste, I scoop up all I can because your juice to good to waste

A paddle a flogger or my hand either one will leave its mark, a mix of pain and passion, will make your desires spark

Now I'm behind you, with each thrust I slap your bum, soon I'm pounding fast, I'm doing my best to make you cum

You cum hard all over me, my hot creamy seeds not far behind, fucking you when you can't see or hear really blew my mind

Next time you'll be on your back, so I can play and suck each lovely tit, then I'll get my head between your legs and lick your juicy slit

THE KINKY POET