THE KINKY POET

Off your juicy clit

The freshness of your juices
dripping from your moistened slit
Drip into my hungry mouth
off your juicy clit

THE KINKY POET 

Crotchless panties

Red lace crotchless panties, designed to save a fellow time, instantly giving access to her Chalice and it's wine

Letting a man have the best of both worlds, lingerie and a lady's slit, he gets to see her in Red lace and he can still play with her clit

No need to take the Red lace panties off they won't get in the way, you can even fuck her in them, they're designed for sexy play

Crotchless panties and matching bra, with red stockings up her thighs, a sight straight from a sexual fantasy, there before his eyes

Her juices still flow freely, she will still leave a sexy puddle on the bed, you get more time to eat her because there's no undressing to be done instead

A brilliant piece of engineering, and they come in the softest lace, no time wasted peeling her panties off, she can climb straight on your face

Having more time for licking and fucking truly is a dream. Just get yourself between her thighs and fill her full of cream

THE KINKY POET

Fun with Faith and Joy

Joy told me to just sit and wait, until she calls my name, so I sat quietly in my wheelchair wondering what the hell's her game

I'm sure I could hear her whispering, I thought she was on her own, then i convinced myself. She was chatting on her phone

Then she called out my name, I rolled up to the bedroom door, as I pushed it open my jaw just hit the floor

It was her and another girl both dressed in soft Red lace, the girl was wearing a cat like mask, so I couldn't see her face

The bed was pushed into the middle of the room I could roll the whole way round, my eyes tried to take it all in, I took in every sight and sound

I watched as joy started to stroke her friend, they began to kiss I started to take pics on my phone, this was to good to miss

Their hands moved under lace, tits came out as they began to suck, i kept on clicking taking pics, I couldn't believe my luck

Soon they were naked I watched them have a sixty-nine, I knew the girl was loving Joy, her cunt always tasted so divine

Then they got off the bed together they laid me down, I felt just like a emperor, all i needed was a golden crown

The girl starred kissing me her mask slipped off her face, it was Joy's friend Faith, she smiled at me and carried on, the play then turned a pace

Joy sat across my chest, her nails carved across my skin, Faith lowered herself across my face, my fantasy of sex and sin

Faith's pussy tasted great, I could hear moan as she rode my tongue, I licked her until she exploded with juice, that showed her oral time was done

Joy then took her place, I finger fucked Faith hard and deep, the two were kissing harder now, I felt them both orgasm and just seep

A night spent with two girls, I licked and played all night, we used all our kinky toys, Faith's butt plug was pushed in tight

What a way to spend the night fucking both Faith and Joy, I can't believe my fucking luck, Grant you are a lucky boy

Once it was over, they both relaxed and snuggled on my chest, I woke remembering every lick, as a dream it was the best

THE KINKY POET 

My obsession

Hiding in the bushes watching you sun bath in the park, getting glimpses of your skin, makes my passions spark

Yes it is a quiet spot but I can't believe you've removed your dress, I must say your red lingerie really does impress

I watch you reading quietly, then your rub suntan lotion on your skin, watching you stroke yourself, in my mind i help you rub it in

Hands gliding all over you, how I wish that they were mine, I've dreamed of it a million nights, I've even wrote of it in rhyme

Just to touch your sensual body, to slide between your thighs, I must keep myself still and quiet, in case you hear my sighs

I know watching from the bush isn't right, but I'm obsessed with seeing you, I'll risk anything, it's something I just have to do

I can't help wanting to be close to you, to this voyeur you're my breath of air, so whenever you are on your own, with no doubt I will be there

Watching from a distance, even through your windows late at night, I must feed my obsession, though I know it isn't right

THE KINKY POET 

Masterful tone

Hang you up high, tie you down tight, throw you on my bed, tell you to get on your knees, now make you give me head

Take you by force, I'm gonna fuck you so hard and fast, I'm gonna pound your pussy, let's see how long you last

Nipple clamps, hot wax and ice, sucking on your pussy's hood, I'm doing anything I want, the control just feels so good

I'm gonna use your pussy, I'm gonna play with every hole, I want to own you not just in this kink, I want your heart and soul

To dominate and decimate to leave you breathles and full of seed, that is the end game, it simply is my need

Wearing Red Lace crotchless panties really saved me time, straight away I could see your pussy, I had to make your Chalice mine

Use you and abuse you, pound you hard then spank your bum, I had to stop in mid thrust, your tight pussy nearly made me cum

But I wasn't done yet, I hadn't left my mark or took pictures on my phone, so I ordered you across my lap, using my masterful tone

THE KINKY POET 

Was I in your head

I wonder do you ever think of me when you are at play, when your hands are seducing you at the end of a horny day

Do I pop into your mind when you shop for new sexy lingerie, are you drawn to red lace, because I write of it each day

When you buy a new toy, do you read my lines to get you damp, am I your inspiration when you put on your nipple clamps

When you're alone in your bed, when your hand dives beneath red lace, do you think if I were there, of the look upon my face

The desire and the hunger that you would see burning in my eyes, the ravenous look of aggression as I slip between your thighs

When your fingers roll between your lips, when they're dancing on your clit, do you imagine it is me playing with your slit

When you're on the edge of ecstasy, just has your juices flow, do you go into hyper drive or do you take it slow

Soon your sheets need a change, there's a sex puddle on your bed, now that you've pleasured yourself, i wonder was i in your head

THE KINKY POET 

Sensual deprivation

Seated in a pitch black room, you've been tied down to a chair, though you can't see anything, it feels like someone's there

You strain your eyes to focus, but there's nothing you can see, as for the someone there, I guess that would be me

I'm within a stretch of touching you, so close I feel your fear, I guess it must be nerve-wracking not knowing who is near

Your senses scream there's someone close but you don't hear a single sound, you don't even hear the floor creak, as I start to move around

I reach out my hand to you, I gently brush your skin, I feel you jump with fright and hear a gasp, as the air goes rushing in

Now you calm yourself, it's time to let your senses take control, I start to play with you, my tied up kinky doll

I kiss your neck so softly, I tastes the cherry chapstick off your lips, I can do anything, I stroke down to your curvy hips

I kiss down to your breasts, I bite their flesh and on your nipples i start to suck, all this is foreplay, to our sensual pitch black fuck

I run down your curvey body, hunting for your wetness is is my aim, even though its pitch black, I find your pussy all the same

Fingers buried deep in side I start to finger fuck, now I want some pleasure for myself, its time for you to suck

I fumble trying in the dark to find your cherry flavoured lips, eventually I slide it in your mouth, you start with licks and sips

I fuck your mouth but soon I'm close, I better stop if I want more, I undo the ropes slipknots
and together we tumble to the floor

Even in the darkness, we know exactly what to do, you know me off by heart, the way that I know you

Sensual deprivation really was quite kinky and I loved fucking in the dark, giving way to other senses, ignited a new and sexual spark

THE KINKY POET 

The kiss

Lips brush lips
Tongues entwined in
erotic dance
Passions burning
The kiss

Fill you with my cream

Hungry, starving, ravenous, horny are just a few words to explain my mood today, I've got to have my way with you, no matter come what may

Nothing will stand in my way, I'd walk through a wall of fire, I'd do anything to get to you, to quench this wild desire

I can't think straight, I'm going mad, all I think about is you in soft Red lace, teasing me from across the void, my fires grow with pace

What started as a simple ache is now a full blown need, I've got to have your body right now, I must sate this sexual greed

I will hunt you throughout my dreams there will be no escape for you, I'm gonna tie you up real tight and do what I need to do

Eat you raw, leave my mark, suck and bite your skin, use all the implements I have, fulfilling my need for some sexual sin

I'll use you as my plaything, you will be the sex toy that i own, once I've had my way with you, I'll take pictures with my phone

I cannot hide the need in me, I've got to have you in this dream, I'm desperate to take you in every way and fill you with my cream

THE KINKY POET 

Some fun

Did you find my erotic gentle kisses, I sent them in a rhyme, mixed with a little lust for you, can you read about it in each line

Can you feel my hands touching you, my stanzas are full of a hot desires, do my words get you wet, do I ignite your sexual fires

Can you feel my hot breath, when my heads between your thighs, I hope the thought of me of licking you, makes you whisper moans and sighs

Each word is like a sexual thrust. My words want to go in deep, I hope they make your pussy damp, I want them to make you seep

When your playing late at night, when you're alone and in your bed, when your playing with your clit, are my words inside your head

Do my stanzas guide your nights, do you do the things I write, do your hands do my sexual commands, am I in charge of you at night

I hope my words make you hungry, I want each line to make you cum, go to bed with my poems, I really hope you have some fun

THE KINKY POET