THE KINKY POET

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

THE KINKY POET 

Damp panties

Getting on you're hard at work, you've a wiggle in your chair, you know you've been sent poetry but should you read them there

People walking passed you, will they see the things I write, perhaps you should be a good girl and save them for tonight

Nope the temptation is to overwhelming, it won't hurt to take a peek, just look for the right moment, a small free time is all you need and seek

You have a quick look left and right, this is just your chance, the moment you read the opening stanza, you are in a trance

Erotic words fly off the page, drawing pictures in your mind, kinky, dirty things, all of the sexy kind

You feel that knowing tingle, your pussy starts to clamp, you feel your juices start to run, your panties feel quite damp

You can't stop now you read all the sexy lines I've sent, they have made you so horny, they did exactly what I meant

It feels like everyone knows, they can see you got your panties wet, now you got to get to the loo, but you can't go just yet

People are asking things, now there's someone on the phone, perhaps you should have been a good girl and waited till you were home

I love the thought of turning you on, making you damp whilst in your chair, I hope you can feel me in your panties, though I'm not really there

THE KINKY POET

Best dream yet

Well I've got the horn today, I really need a dirty fuck, kinky, naughty, play, also my cock it needs a suck

Look how hard and stiff it is, don't let it go to waste, slide it passed your painted lips, go on have a taste

Oh that's it suck harder, let my bollocks bash against your chin, you give the greatest blow job, a great start to my night of sin

Hunger turns into a ravenous state, I just cannot wait no more, take off your panties, lay down on the floor

My head gets between your legs, I spread your pussy wide, I lick all around your clit as my fingers play inside

Juices over flow, I made you cum so hard it even made you squirt, I tried to catch every drop but some has stained your skirt

You grind hard into me, you force yourself into my face, it is so delicious, I lick and suck with pace

I climb up your body, whilst sucking on your tits, I rub my solid shaft over, your soaking, aching slit

You raise up your gorgeous hips, you guide my cock inside, I start to thrust slow and deep, now it's time to ride

Moving like a well oiled machine, we move perfectly as one, the closer you get to orgasm, the harder you claw my bum

That's my cue to pick up the pace, I start to really pound, you are screaming out my name, it's such a awesome sound

You come hard, I finish off, we are soaked in our passions sweat, then sadly I'm awake and alone but it was my best dream yet

THE KINKY POET 

If dreams were real

Alone laying in my big bed, you so often come to mind, sometimes it's a kinky thought, sometimes it's soft and kind

I think over all my dreams, I relive them through my rhymes, fleeting moments of happiness, shared with you in some space and time

They all seem so very real, I can almost feel your gorgeous skin, feel your Rose open, as I slide myself right in

Feel your softest kisses, smell the sweet scent if your hair, I know it is just a dream but it's so real, on this I swear

Tenderness and passion, your juices are mine to taste, I love everything we share, I let nothing go to waste

I remember every moment, I transcribe it down as rhyme, then send it into the universe, we're it waits, until the end of time

Waiting for my dream girl to find it, until she knows how much she means, she's more than a simple dream, she is my Goddess Queen

I try my best to explain, try to write down just how I feel, I'd spend a million lives with her, if only dreams were real

THE KINKY POET 

Lift lovers

We are going to the top floor, I give you a little glance, I had instantly a dirty thought, something like I'd fuck her if I had the chance

You were in a little skin tight blouse, stockings underneath a real short skirt, you looked so very sexy, you gorgeous little flirt

Then there was a I large bang, the lift stopped dead in its tracks, you looked at me in fear, I simply stared right back

I pressed the emergency call button, no one was on the line, I smiled at you and whispered, don't worry we'll be fine

We spoke of our evenings, we had both drunk too much wine, she smiled and asked what shall we do, to help us pass the time

She said the lift music was crap, but would I like to dance, I laughed but I'd it kept her calm, I made a leading man's stance

She moved in close, I held her waist, we began to move, soon we were both laughing, getting in the groove

Then the lift jolted, she pulled me in and held on tight, she had so much fear in her eyes, it had given her a fright

She looked up into my face, I held her and stroked her hair, telling her we are safe, I hugged her like a bear

Then she pulled my head to her face, we shared a nervous kiss, she was so sexy, her mouth it was pure bliss

Soon passion took control, my hands were on her skin, pinned up to the cold lift walls, we shared some drunken sin

I fucked her hard against the wall, then took her from behind, she could even touch her toes, she was the flexible kind

She came and so did I, what a way for us to pass the time, drunken sex with a stranger, was a fantasy of mine

After we sat on the floor, then out of the corner of my eye, I saw the surveillance camera, I let out a laugh and sigh

I pointed that we might have been watched, during our drunken fuck, she just said if they did, we'll that was their good luck

Then we heard voices at last the maintenance man was here, he managed to rescue us, we both got out of here

Just as we went our separate ways, she turned back as if to say, then she just fell silent, and carried on her way

THE KINKY POET 

Sitting by the lake

Sitting in a car looking at the lake, the dream girl is all alone, taking in the pretty view and reading poems off her phone

Poems of some kind of seduction, all written with her in mind, some are soft and gentle, some are of the rough and kinky kind

Her mind starts to wander, her hands run down her thigh, she claws her leg slightly and gives out a little sigh

She has a quick look about, there's no one to be seen, she pull aside her undies and continues with her sweet day dream

Soon she is so very moist, her fingers are plunged in deep, her juices are flowing, has onto her panties she starts to seep

She reaches up to her bra, she pulls her nipples until they stand erect, she loves her poets writing, it has a great effect

She decides he deserves a gift, and videos her playing on her mobile phone, to inspire her poet with things to write, when he's on his own

She hoped he loved her car play, she enjoyed filming just for him, then she sent it to her poet, a little film of kinky sin

Your poet loved every second, it was truly a amazing gift, he woke from this amazing dream, you've given me a lift

So thank you my dream girl, I'm so glad you found the time, to come to me in my sleep, then leave me with this rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

The Red Lace Lingerie

The glimpse

Just a glimpse of lingerie, send dirty thoughts straight to my head, the excitement is doubled if the lingerie is lace and Red

A simple lacey strap, the pretty pattern in the lace, instantly I'm transfixed, with a huge grin upon my face

My mind wonders to the rest of it, the parts I cannot see, I get pictures flash into my brain, of what that look could be

Cupping your gorgeous breasts, red lace laying on your hips, I'd love to peel you out of them and go down on your slit

All these crazy thoughts from a single glimpse of lace, the colour and the gorgeous lace, makes my heart just race

Does it feel nice, sexy lace laying softly against your skin, do you like the way it feels, does it make you want to sin

Red is by far my favourite colour, my favourite material is lace in lingerie, thank you for that little glimpse, you really made my day

THE KINKY POET 

Red lace on the brain

Well I couldn't sleep last night I had Red lingerie on the brain, flashes of a single glance running round, like circling kinky train

My brain made up kinky scenarios, in which I got to see, you just wearing the said lingerie, especially for me

I got to see the way it hung, on your gorgeous, delightful tits, how it covered your perfect Rose and all my favourite bits

You did loads of sexy poses, whilst I took erotic pictures on my phone, they will help me mind wank, when I'm on my own

I've tried my best to shake it off, but you keep flashing in my mind, I'm collecting loads of inspiration, of the very kinky kind

Inspiration to make me write, to describe my thoughts in rhyme, about a imaginary playtime, in a world where you are mine

My dream girl in Red lace, I could not wish for more, except when she slides out if it and drops it on my floor

THE KINKY POET 

Wand and dildo

You must be a magician, can I watch you give your wand a wave, pressing on your cliterus, it brings The release you nightly crave

It sits in a special place, with all of your special toys, always ready and reliable, unlike certain other boys

You don't have to sweet talk it, you can take it in the shower, it charges on a USB, then it runs for about an hour

Guaranteed to hit the spot, it don't want play console games, it only wants to make you cum, it is its only aim

Dildo deep inside you, wand just throbbing on the spot, you know when they make you cum, you also squirt a lot

No chance of premature ejaculation, they go until you're done, unlike sex with many men, you're gonna get to cum

Reliable, dependable, always up to help with your kinky games, to you they are just like family, so you've give them silly names

THE KINKY POET

Your throne

You will always have a seat, for has long has I have a face, feel free to sit anytime, you control the pace

Your moistened lips pressed on mine, your juices start to flow, you use me like a rocking chair, rock me too and throw

You are my sexy dream girl, as my Queen you need a throne, I carry yours with me alwats but it's only mine on loan

The moment you want your throne, my face becomes your seat, I get to lick you out, you really taste so sweet

I love it when you fidget, until you find your comfy spot, then you grind and ride my face, you give me all you got

I suck, bite and flick your bud, I'm ravenous for your wine, I love to feel you cumming. It truly is devine

You are my Queen of dreams, my face it is your throne, forever ready and willing, a special seat that only you can own

THE KINKY POET 

Vixen

Dressed in red sexy dress my Vixen enters my latest dream, her curves are magnificent, she is my sexy Queen

I watch her move around, I love to see her red dress sway, just by looking at her, I'm simply blown away

Lips painted to match her nails, a super sexy shade of red, the moment that I saw her, I needed her in my bed

She danced a very sexy dance, I was mesmerized, like i was in a trance, she held me spellbound, by her sexual hypnotic dance

I watched my Vixen move in close, she was coming to make her kill, her sex was her weapon, she had come to take her fill

My Vixen stands before me, the red dress falls to the floor, she's in her favourite lingerie, I'm not sure I can take much more

Standing just out of reach, I swear I'm gonna scream, please come and fuck me, even if it's just in my dream

So sexy, slinky Vixen, please don't make me beg for more, slip out of your lingerie, I want you to bite and claw

THE KINKY POET