THE KINKY POET

Cool breeze

Laying with the window open, trying to get a cool breeze on your skin, the air makes your nipples hard, your mind wanders off to sin

You start thinking naughty thoughts whilst laying in the dark, of things that you like done to you, your imagination starts to spark

Absently minded you begin to stroke your ample tits, after pinching your all ready erect nipples, you move down to your slit

Fingers move lace panties, of course they're your favourite red, you slide them off slowly and toss them off the bed

Already you are damp, you run a few fingers around your moistened hood, you give your clit a little pinch, that always feels so good

You do love a little pain, it heightens your sexual desire, it sends waves of wanton pleasure, it ignites in you a fire

You lay there in the dark, with the cool breeze on your skin, bringing yourself to orgasm, you stop and then begin

Dancing on the very edge, you get so close and then you stop, dangling over heaven's ledge, deciding when to drop

Soon you can take no more, you play with yourself until you cum, soaked in your pussy juice, you wait to greet the Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Make love within a rhyme

When I whisper I adore you, do you feel my warm breath on your skin, when I ask you what you want to do, do you think sin

Sending kisses up your spine, a nibble on your ear, do you feel me in my words, do you feel I'm near

Hands softly caressing you, mapping all your sensual curves, do you feel me stroking you, tingling all your nerves

Do you feel my body's heat, when I'm deep within your thighs, do you feel my tongue pleasure you, do I make you moan and sigh

Does the weight of my body pin you down onto your bed, can you feel me enter you, do you see me in your head

Scripting fantasies for you to imagine when you're all alone, one hand on your pussy the other on your phone

Do you think your hand is mine, am I the one who gets you wet, my words will get you oh so close but I'm not finished yet

I creep between your thighs, I need to drink your sweetest wine, let me seduce with my words, let's make love within a rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

The spell

God I want your body, I can see you naked in my mind, I'm having naughty thoughts of you, of the kinky kind

All your curves are calling me I'm so desperate for a feel, bring yourself to me, tonight make my wishes real

Let me kiss your tender lips, let me slide inside your thighs, let me lick your sacred place, I need to see your eyes

I want to suck your nipples, taste your sweetest wine, come to my dream tonight, baby please be mine

Wear something sexy, do a slow striptease for me, put on a sexy show, let all inhibitions just go free

I'm so hungry for your body, my mind races all the time, images flash before my eyes, inspire me to rhyme

Do you feel my desires, I need you here to take your place, you are everything to me, your full of love and grace

My Goddess, my Enchantress your smile can weave a spell, I'm under that spell right now, I hope that you can tell

THE KINKY POET 

I am a broken poet

If I was really capable I'd just nail you too the wall, give you my entire body, I'd share with you my all

But I'm a broken poet, who can only seduce with a rhyme, so I choose my words carefully, I want to make you mine

Lines full of tenderness some with a subtle hint of lust, cheeky snippets of desire, to make you smiles a must

Touching you with stanzas, doing the things my broken body cannot do, making love to you with mind, though my passions strong and true

Words of seduction describing all my feelings of desire, hoping to ignite in deep you a wild hunger and lusts fire

Whispers across the void, I pour pure honey in your ear, secrets and fantasies designed to bring you near

All these things I send to you, whilst I'm here on my own, come from deep inside my heart, then written on my phone

So though I can't touch your body, I'm broken and we're worlds apart, don't doubt the things I write, they came straight from my heart

THE KINKY POET 

Frantic

Right that's it just take your fucking clothes off right now, I'm as horny as a rampant bull and you're my favourite cow

I don't care if your busy, tell your friends they'll have to go, I need your pussy on me now, my cock needs you too blow

Don't make me come in there, I'll take you on the spot, I'm frantic for your pussy, come give me all you've got

I've woke with this hunger, your raging through my head, just get your fucking clothes off and jump right into bed

Tell your friends you'll call them back, just put down the bloody phone, get your pussy over here and climb down on my bone

Sit on my face Or ride my dick, I swear I just don't care, just do something sexual, this want I cannot bare

Fuck me hard, suck me slow, I'm so thirsty for your juice, once I've had my fill of you, then I'll call a truce

But now I want my way with you, my sexy, kinky whore, surrender your body now or we will go to war

Babe don't make me force you, I'm so frantic for a ride, I'm trying to control myself but this hunger I can't hide

THE KINKY POET 

Burning bright

The pyre is burning brightly, embers light up the midnight sky, you are naked in the woods, I sit in a tree to spy

Twirling to unheard music, you glide with an erotic grace, I can see a silhouette of your sexy curves and catch glimpses of your face

I watch you stroke yourself, you cast a hypnotic spell, I was so busy watching you I almost slipped and fell

The fire was so intense I could feel the heat from here, but I wanted a better look at you, so I got myself quite near

As you turn and spin suddenly you stop right in your track, you caught me staring at you and now your staring back

I was about to run away, but you waved me into you, I stepped up to face you, not sure what you would do

You simply took me by the hand we both started to dance, I can't take my eyes off you, I'm caught up in a trance

By the fire light we share our first kiss, you lay me on the ground, soon I'm naked, there's no one else around

We made love by the fires light, our passion was as equality as hot as the fire, you took me to paradise, as the flames grew even higher

As the fire finally died you slept laying on my chest, we've shared so many erotic dreams but this one is the best

THE KINKY POET 

Little Red lace riding hood

Little Red lace riding Hood went skipping through the woods, she had a picnic blanket and a basket full of kinky goods

She was looking for a quiet spot, where she could lay and play but she wasn't the only one, in the woods that day

For standing as still as stone the big bad wolf was on the hunt, he saw her in her pretty lace, he was hungry for her cunt

He watched whilst she got comfy, she took out her kinky toys, he could hear the low humming, she was dreaming of some boys

The Wolf crept in closer, he could see she had her eyes closed tight, she was such a pretty thing, she won't put up much fight

Soon he was close enough, now was the time to bite, but he was mesmerized by her beauty, he'd never seen, such a pretty sight

Instead of a full on attack, he simply licked her thigh, Little Red lace riding hood didn't scream, she let out a sexual sigh

She put down her favourite toy, she reached up and grabbed his head, she raised her hips higher, it was time the Wolf was fed

The Wolf lapped at her, she tasted like the sweetest meat, he buried his tongue deep inside, for both it was a treat

Then she went on all fours, he mounted her from behind, he fucked her so frantically, it was the animalistic kind

She was screaming out so loud, with a howl the big bad Wolf filled her with his cream, then  Little Red lace riding hood woke up, it was just a dream

THE KINKY POET 

THE SCARLET GODDESS

A Scarlet Goddess came to me, in my dream last night, the moment that I saw her my sexual fires burned so bright

She was wearing the softest lace. The colour of it was deepest red, I beckoned to this Scarlet angel to please come and share my bed

Mesmerized as she moved, the Red lace trailing her behind, she was a vision of loveliness, she simply blew my mind

I could see her sexy curves, showing through her lace, I mapped her completely, adoring the beauty of her face

Nipples peeping through her bra, I could also glimpse her Rose, what I did to deserve this perfect dream, only heaven knows

She is a Scarlet Goddess my stunning sexual Queen, I wish I had her all the time and not just in my dream

A lover dressed in the finest Red lace, she has captured my soul and heart, I wish one night when she comes, we wouldn't have to part

THE KINKY POET 

Hot n steamy

Hot n steamy fantasies, your desires fires are burning bright, you hungry for some sexual release, you need my words tonight

You need some sexual fantasies, you know you'll be in Red lace, but the thought of being hunted down, makes your heart just pound and race

Pursued through a dark and lonely land, a place where no one would hear you scream, captured then taken by force, is your favourite dream

Or blindfolded kept in the dark, a strangers hands upon your skin, rough hands spreading your thighs, so he can slide right in

Tied up on a low beam, or handcuffed to a metal bed, pushed down on your knees, forced to give him head

You reach to your special drawer, you bring out your favourite toy, it fits your pussy perfectly, it brings you so much joy

My poetry leads the way, they always pass the test, the toy makes a low hum, as it does the rest

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky zone

Playing with your erogenous zones with the words I send at night, touching, feeling, fucking you, my words they feel so right

Stanzas sliding between your legs, words lapping at your clit, phrases sent from your poet, to help moisten up your slit

Feel my words map your entire body, they touch every part of your sexy skin, finding your favourite places, they take you off to sin

From tender kisses to a firey passion, my words paint pictures in your brain, erotic thoughts running wild, your on my sexual train

Flying down rhymes kinky track, no stopping until you've cum, pounding down to orgasm station, until the dream is done

My words sliding deep inside, you writhe and beg for more, lines get pushed in harder, they aim to rock your core

Sheets soaked in ecstasy, sated by my words whist you're alone, my stanzas have reached deep inside, they found your kinky zone

THE KINKY POET