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 

Over

Reach across the dream world, let us lay as one, our entwined bodies laid together, until again your stolen by the Sun

Sharing the softest kisses, your painted lips brush mine,  the feeling of naked skin on skin truly was devine

My hands running on your curves, your nipples standing tall, hard, erect, it was plainly obvious, my touch had the right effect

I slide my hands inside your thighs, your wetness feels so good, I push a finger deep inside, with my thumb I strum your hood

Grinding on my fingers, your pussy's muscles start to clamp, your pussy's getting wetter and the sheets are getting damp

I can't let your wine go to waste, I slide between your thighs, I love to hear you moaning, I adore your sexual sighs

With each lap you rise in time, with each probe you start to fall, with perfect synchronicity, you give to me your all

Juices running in my mouth, it's like pure heaven in my tongue, I get to drink from your sacred chalice, until I've made you cum

Exhausted and sated, we lay together just waiting on the Sun, my heart missing you already, for soon this dream is done

THE KINKY POET 

Marshmallows on top

Baby let me shower you, let me dry then brush your hair, I love this part of our life, I love to show I care

After mad dirty kinky sex, I just want to bring you near, to show you the aftercare, to make my feelings clear

To smother you in tenderness, to make you feel just like a Queen, because I know I'm lucky to have you, I'm the cat whose got the cream

Snuggling with hot chocolate, I've sprinkled marshmallows on the top, simple loving gestures, to show my love for you won't stop

Wrapped up in my loving arms, we share a long embrace, I love to look into those eyes, you've such a pretty face

Fingers entwined in lovers knots, you lay your head upon my chest, we lay silent within the moment, I love this feeling best

My adoration for you knows no bounds, I love the nights we share, from wild kinky frantic sex, to tender aftercare

THE KINKY POET 

Fuck me now

I don't care what you're doing just get down on the floor, I know we fucked earlier but now I need some more

Suck my cock do it now, don't make me ask you twice, run your tongue around my head, that always feels so nice

Take off your lace panties or they're be off with just one rip, I'm not playing baby, i need your cunt right now, I'm desperate for a sip

Play with your nipples, I want to see you touch your tits, then slide your hand lower, dip deep inside your slit

Now you are very wet, slide slowly across my hungry face, soak me in your body's sex, whilst I lick your cunt at pace

Grind into my mouth, I just adore your pussy's taste, cum straight into my throat don't let none go to waste

Fuck me hard, fuck me fast, pound me nice and rough, I'm a addict for you, I simply can't get enough

Pound me, claw me, ride me hard, do all the things I say, then once I've had my fill of you, you can go about your day

THE KINKY POET