THE KINKY POET

Might have been

You are laying on my bed, with a "come hither" look deep inside your eyes, stunning wear bright Red lace and stockings up your thighs

You look so alluring, I was ensnared with just a glance, my eyes were transfixed on you, you had me in a trance

You moved around the bed, I mapped every erotic move, like a sexual Tigress, you were so sleek, so smooth

I watched as you stretched your legs, then spread them slowly wide, you pulled aside the Red panties, I took a glimpse inside

Fascinated by everything you did, I adored watching you stroke your tits, pulling on each nipple before, reaching for you slit

My sexy Queen in Red lace, laying waiting on my bed, a fulfilment of a long time fantasy, I thought up in my head

Your curves are captivating, in enchanted by your eyes, to find you here wearing lace, is such a great surprise

I couldn't ask for a better gift, sadly once again it's was a dream, a hope sent out into the universe, of thing that might have been

THE KINKY POET 

The inspection

You come into the viewing room, in a gown of pure Red lace, you stand in the center of the room, calmness on your face

You hear the door click, as I slowly roll in to start my view, I rolled towards you standing there, to take a look at you

I simply start to wave my hand, the Red Lace gown just hits the floor, you are now naked and now I could see much more

I slowly encircle you mapping all you delicious curves, I ask you to turn around, so I could watch you sway and swerve

Mesmerized by your beauty, I could feel my hunger grow, but I had to show restraint, I began to breath so slow

My mind was already made up, I wanted you inside my bed, but I held it together, though I'd already fucked you in my head

So I pulled our a length of soft Red lace, I bound your wrists just right, I led you from the viewing room, you were mine tonight

I lead you to my bedroom, as you lay down I hear you sigh, as you feel the pain and ecstasy of me biting on your inner thigh

A total night of passion, with the submissive that I viewed, then I wake and once again, it was just a dream of you

THE KINKY POET 

A need for you

I pull you in much closer, I'm desperate to steal a kiss, to blend your lips on me, would bring me joy and bliss

Once I have had my fill, I'd move down towards your chest, then suck and bite them hard, you know I love them best

I slide them out of your fine lace bra, your nipples stand so tall, I tear off your pretty red lace, I want to see them all

Beautiful and delightful, I could play on them all day, but your perfect Rose is glistening, it means she wants to play

A little dark patch on the lace, I swear she calls my name, I slide in between your thighs, but your panties still remain

I kiss along your inner thigh, I pull at your panties with my teeth, you are getting wetter the damp patch is growing in your briefs

I slowly pull the Red Lace panties down, there's a reverend hush, I'm at your sacred place, there is no need to rush

The lower I slide them down, the more gorgeous pussy they reveal, you feel me hard against you, my desires I can't conceal

Finally they are off, I begin to suck and lap your juice, with each lap you make more juice, we are wild and loose

Once you've had several orgasms, you pull my up to kiss, I slide in my manhood, we share erotic bliss

Slow deep grinding thrusts, give way to fast sex fuel pumps, soon I've lost control, my seed I have to dump

I explode into you our sexual juices mix and swirl as one, I try to stay inside you, until its time to greet the Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Confession to a kink

Oh my god I have a sexual kink, it's been there all the time, I knew others had their kink but I guess, I've now found mine

Compared to the fetish world. It's not right off the chart, I must confess it works for me and has done from the start

It only needs to be a glimpse, then I running in my head, fantasies of lingerie and my dream girl in my bed

It seems my thing is for lingerie, especially if it's lace, I love it in all colours but Red makes my heart race

I love the way it lays on my dream girls curves, but still allows me to see her skin, it makes me hunger to see all of her, to want a night of sin

To unwrap her from the lingerie, to see her drop it in the floor, is this poets idea of heaven, i couldn't ask for more

So now the world knows I have a kink, a thing for lace lingerie, so I hope tonight when I dream, she's wearing some for me

THE KINKY POET

Seduction dream

Let me wrap you in my words. Let me treat you like a Queen, let us make love across the void, share together in a dream

Kisses fall upon your face, your seduction is my aim, to fill the night with fantasies, with no room for kinky games

Even though you're fast asleep you can feel.me on your skin, gently tracing all your curves and their treasures held within

It looks like you were expecting me? You're in my favourite lace. Red is such a passionate colour, it make my heart just race

Our bodies entwined has one, you open yourself real wide, I place my body on top of you, I guide myself inside

Slowly we begin to move, with each thrust I steal a kiss, making love so gently, truly is such a sexual bliss

No need for claws or biting, just caught up in a dream devine, though I'm a world away, tonight you're simply mine

Moving in perfect symmetry, I'm caught in a hypnotic trance, I cannot take my eyes off you, as we share this erotic dance

Once we've both cum and my seduction dream has now been done, I wrap you up in my dreams to await the morning Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Wet dream

Warm water tumbling, I watch it map your sexy curves, it runs places I dream of going, it rolls, it sways and swerves

I try to track a single drop, but my eyes cannot keep track, I'm too busy staring at your gorgeous tits and back

It covers your gorgeous yummy ass, I love to see your bum, I'd love to stroke and spank it, you make me want to cum

Wishing I was the water, running wildly across and down your skin, I'd cover every inch of you, washing away my thoughts of sin

Oh my it's near your pussy, it's dripping off your Rose, I'd love to be on my knees, close enough to wet my nose

I'd gently spread you petal, let the water run off tongue, flicking off you Rose bud, until the showers done

I could trace the bubbles, or be the who holds the shower gel, I'd put it on your body sponge but only when you tell

I'd really tried my best to be content, too just  sit and see, but I guess I need more than that, a touch would do for me

Running a sponge over you, to cover you in a soapy cream, then to help you rinse it off, would be a great wet dream

THE KINKY POET 

Pussy hunger

I know you're probably busy, but I've woke up with this need, could climb up on my face, I need a pussy feed

It's not just a simple need, not like something I could ignore, it's a sexual ravenous hunger, the likes I've never felt before

I can't spend my day this way, please get onto my face, I promise it won't take me long, I'll lick and eat at pace

Baby I need to feed, I'm so desperate for your juicy lips, I will lap up every drop, I'll take gulp instead of sips

Please baby I know you're late, do you really want a man who begs, put me out my misery, let me in between your legs

Oh yes thank you babe, I so badly had this ravenous need, thanks for getting on my face and let me have a pussy feed

God you are delicious, your juice just tastes devine, I won't waste a single drop, of your most fantastic wine

My hungers now saited, my Queen you've saved my day, now I'll go about happy now, not in hunger or dismay

But I will have a happy face, I'll wear a grin from ear to ear, because you gave me pussy, my happiness will be clear

But only you and I will know, why I've got this happy grin, only you and I will know, about the morning spent in sin

THE KINKY POET 

Between your gorgeous thighs

In my dreams I find myself snuggled in between your thighs, working my way up to your pussy, she is my goal, my prize

I feel the pressure on my head, the higher up I go, your thighs are to good to rush, so I take it nice and slow

I nibble and I gently nip, I must leave my masters mark, the pain runs through your body, I can see your passions spark

Almost at your garden gate, I can see your glistening Rose, the closer I am the more I want, my hunger grows and grows

Finally I quench my lust, I lick and suck until I can eat no more, than I get my second window, then i go down to eat you raw

Ride my face baby, grind your wet pussy in real tight, feed me from between your thighs, I want your pussy so bad tonight

So now I'm at your mercy, I'm in your thighs tight vice, squeeze me with all you got, I think it feels real nice

THE KINKY POET 

Both sides of the coin

Making love

Lay you on a bed of Rose petals, they're so soft against your skin, I stroke your hair slowly, I admire your gorgeous skin

I slowly kiss you on the head, I gently kiss your eyes, you drift off to happiness, I hear your whispering sighs

Each cheek is next in line, then our lips at last are one, sharing blissful moments, our love making has begun

My hands map out your body, I touch and caress each single curve, I'm so honoured to share you, it's more than I deserve

You pull me on top of you, your legs now opened wide, you gently hold my manhood and put the tip inside

I push down has you rise, my shafts the perfect fit, it slides deep inside you, inside your moistened slit

In perfect symmetry we make love, whilst facing eye to eye, we could do other positions but we have no need to try

Because like this we have a connection, we've moulded into one, sharing the same time and space, until we greet the Sun

After you lay in my arms, your head resting on my chest, fucking hard is often fun but making love is best

Ron

Carnal need

Romance is all well and good but sometimes you need to fuck, tear each others clothes off, bite and claw and suck

Like a couple of wild animals, locked up within a cage, releasing all their tension, letting out their sexual rage

Fighting for dominance, hands running wild on skin, no holds bared intercourse, fueled by our kinky sin

Bodies covered in sex sweat, there's puddles of us on the floor, I talk to you real nasty, call you my slutty whore

Use your body as my playground and you do the same, trying to break each other, is all part of this fucking game

We'll both be sore tomorrow, there will be bruises and marks upon our skin, neither of us are bothered, we both just want to win

Neither of us will give up, it's the law, it's written it's our creed, we will fuck to our last breath, to fulfil our carnal need

Ron.

Never truly alone

Do you hear me whispering, sending sweet words like honey in your ear, words to remind you that, your poets always near

Waiting for the Sandman to send you off into a gentle sleep, so I can come into your night, into your dream I'll creep

You will feel my kisses, all laid ever so gently on your skin, tender reminders of moments we've shared within
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Moments shared in a dream were you and I were together but still alone, still having the sort of connection, only true lovers would have known

Though we are worlds apart, seperated by time and space it seems, we still find each other, in the land we call our dreams

The God's must have smiled on me, when they put you in my head but sometimes it's a curse, when you have to leave my bed

The Sun has to come up, then that's your time to go, I wish i could make time stand still, or at least make it go slow

So has you wake up and greet the Sun, you're never truly on your own, you'll find me in your heart and my poems on your phone

THE KINKY POET