THE KINKY POET

Beach buddies

In this dream we're on a beach, barefoot in the sand, the Sun warms our bodies as we wander hand in hand

On a private island, there's no body other than me and you, away from prying eyes, we can do what we want to do

Warm breezes brush against our skin, we feel the seas gentle spray, you look so very beautiful, I really want to play

I slip out your hand and grab your wrist, I pull you to the ground, you comply willingly, you don't even make a sound

I slip you out your swimsuit, you're the dream girl that I crave, I push myself closer, we kiss amongst the waves

Tongues dance exotically, I stare into your beautiful eyes, they are so very sensual, my breath just let's out sighs

Your body is gorgeous, I adore all your gorgeous curves, I can't believe you're here with me, it's more than I deserve

You slide yourself across me, you drop down onto my solid dick, your pussy sucks as you rise and fall, I truly amazing trick

Slowly you begin to move, such a deep and intensive ride, keeping perfect symmetry, with the rolling of the tide

I'm holding on too your tits, nipples hardening to my touch, I feel your juices, running out your silky perfect crutch

I pinch your nipples, it send you a lightning bolt of pain, it makes you go faster, you start to call my name

Surrounded by warm waters, I'm drowning in your juice, I pull you up onto my face, before you just let loose

A few licks was all it took, you exploded in my face, your delicious sexual nectar was all about the place

You took me deep inside your mouth, soon I had too cum, soon we were saited, snuggled underneath the Sun

Together we shared another dream, this time we were at the beach, I got to spend sometime with you, when I truth you're out of reach

THE KINKY POET 

A little prayer

Every night when I go to bed, I say a little prayer, hoping that I'll dream tonight and I'll find you there

Find you in our special place, where we are all alone, sharing special moments that inspire poems written on my phone

Holding hands together, or a passionate night of sin, for me it matters not, as long as I get to feel your skin

Feel your body next to mine, just to share our bodies heat, together lovers moulded as one, would be the perfect treat

I wonder if when you're at home, do you feel the need, the ache, to me it feels so very real, my dreams are never fake

Are you out there dream girl, I guess only heaven knows, the other half to complete me, my very perfect Rose

So I send this out across the void, I hope it finds you there, as for me before I go to sleep, I'll say a little prayer

THE KINKY POET 

A little you time

It's been a very long hard week, you've had a tiring day, you slide into a nice warm bath with a glass of Chardonnay

Music playing softly, candles sending shadows to the wall, you feel the tension leave you, then you hear a call

It's another poem sent from me to you, hoping that I can turn you on, to inspire the kink that lives inside if you

You read through the stanzas, you feel a pulsating down below, you slide a hand between your thighs. You stroke it nice and slow

Fingers part your petals, in your mind your hand is mine, doing sensual circles, doing the things I sent in rhyme

Fingers slide deep inside, you make a rhythmic wave, water splashes over the bathtubs edge has you do the things you crave

Soon you're at orgasm, with a thrust all your tensions gone, saited and now truly relaxed, you whisper thank you Ron

THE KINKY POET 

Any moments will do

The Sun begins to fade, we're at the ending of the day, I can't wait to go to bed, it's my time to dream and play

In my dreams is where I play, sharing special times with you, sometimes we just hug and kiss, it's how the dream comes through

It maybe like a babbling brook it meanders nice and slow, passing meadows of green grass, where pretty wild flowers grow

Then sometimes it a raging river, full of passion or a uncontrollable raging fire, a dream where we have kinky sex, full of lust and desire

Whether it is gentle kissing or rough sex with teeth and claws, both are agreeable, as long as I  am yours

I'll take any fleeting moments, I just love you in my head, you make me feel whole again, though I'm crippled in my bed

When I close my eyes I go to a world where I'd love to live, sharing with my dream girl, all the time that we can give

But all the time I know the Sun is trying to start it's day and I'll have to say goodbye and go along my way

Alone again without you but you're in my heart and head, so I will write about you, whilst I'm paralyzed in bed

THE KINKY POET 

Sexual overload

Last night you filled my fantasies, we did some very kinky things, dirty, sleazy and debaucherous with all the joys it brings

The moment I heard you turn the key, as you stepped into the door. I forced myself upon you, calling you my little whore

No time for niceties, I wanted you to be my fuck toy, I'm gonna have my way, I'm a very ravenous, horny boy

Pop goes your buttons, your blouse is torn apart real wide, I couldn't wait for you to take it off, I needed to get inside

There were you gorgeous tits. Wrapped in pretty lace, I popped them out from your bra and stuck them in my face

Sucking hard and biting, I always leave a bruise, a mark, you scream out in ecstasy, your passions start to spark

My hand goes up your skirt, I pull your already damp panties to the side, I get two of my fingers and ram them deep inside

I feel your juices start to flow, we go to the tables ledge, I lift you up onto it, you balance on the edge

I push you flat and finger you, my other hand pulls at your tits, I move my mouth to you, I start to lick and suck your slit

My fingers fight with my tongue, both hungry for your juice, you are grinding in my face, your wildness is let loose

You grab my head and push in tight, you ride and fuck my face, then you scream out so loud as you squirt into my face

I pull up so I can enter you, I see a needy look upon your face, I push my cock into you, it sinks in without a trace

It fits your pussy perfectly, it goes like a hand in glove, the perfect sheath for my sword, sent from the heaven's high above

We begin to fuck hard, you ask to have me take you from behind, I slide my cock in from the back, we do it the doggy kind

Juices running down my leg, I pound your pussy hard and fast, i know I'm close to cumming but I want to make it last

I start to hold off, but you scream you want my cum, so I just pound you hard and with each thrust, I sharpley spank your bum

The like a Volcano I erupt and fill you with my hot wet cream, then sadly I'm awake. Another sexual dream

THE KINKY POET 

The prettiest Rose

She has the prettiest Rose, so soft and warm and wet, it produces the finest nectar, the most delightful flavour yet

Petals so beautiful, they captured my mind and heart, glistening with diamond droplets, when gently spread apart

So close I could touch it, though I know it's just a dream, but it is so very real, well that is how it seems

To feel her velvet petals, to stroke the bud wrapped beneath her hood, oh I wish her Rose was here, I really wish I could

To rest my head upon her thigh, to flick, probe and sip, to drink all her heavenly wine, whilst my fingers take a dip

I would love to suck and bite her, gently on her precious moist bud, when it's filled with her desire, so engorged with erotic blood

I dream of her flower, she has by far the prettiest Rose, I get to play with her throughout the night, then when the Sun comes up she goes

THE KINKY POET 

Your Pinkness

I want to see your Pinkness, the true colour of your Rose, gently part your petals, until your Pinkness simply shows

I want to see her colour, I want to get a picture of the hue, so I know what her inside looks like, when I dream of you

I want to see her wetness, like a Rose covered in morning dew, the wet dripping off your petals, I want a pic of you

A close up of your moist pussy, taken from in between your thighs, so close I can see everything, a feast before my eyes

So close its like i was there, so close my tongue could reach your hood, to feel your juices on my chin, I bet would be so good

Seeing inside your precious Rose, to see and taste your Pink, I know it's a crazy dream but I can't help but think

If I had a picture. the next best thing to being there for real. If it was the only way I'd get up close, I'd surely take that deal

I'd agree to anything, to share a snippet of your Rose, I can't stop thinking of her. My passion for her grows and grows

So late at night in my bed, I have a Rose type dream, you are laid open wide, its the closet to her I've been

THE KINKY POET 

Peach and Lollipop

You can have a suck on my lollipop, if I can eat your Peach, we will have to Sixty-nine, so we both of us can reach

Suck my lollipop how you like, feel free to just let loose, I'm gonna lick your Peach, until I get some juice

I love it when you suck it hard, then when you flick it with your tongue, I love it when I'm eating Peach, I get to see and hold your bum

My god you have a mighty suck, you even swallow all the stick, your Peach tastes delicious, it always does the trick

Later if we play some more, will you please go on your knees, I love it when you suck my lollipop like that, because I love to watch you tease

Then I'll eat your juicy Peach, you can decide your favourite place, I'll get into position, so your Peach gets on my face

Your Peach, my lollipop, our two favourite things to eat, you are my favourite fruit and I'm your favourite sweet

THE KINKY POET 

I'm hungry

I'm so very hungry, I have a serious need to eat, you are what I'm hungry for, to me you really are a treat

I'd put you on your back, hold your ankles spread real wide, then I'd get my head between your legs, then push my tongue inside

I want your wetness, on your pussy I want to dine, feed me my wild desires, your love juice tastes so devine

Grab me hard by the head, push my face into you tight. Force me to tongue fuck you, I'm your pussy slave tonight

Your juice is like a drug to me, I need another hit, so get on your back right now, I need to eat your slit

Nothing tastes as good as you, you're all I want to eat, let me go down on you, I need your pussy's meat

So please don't let me starve tonight, you know I must be fed, bring me my favourite thing, bring your pussy to my bed

THE KINKY POET 

Your gift for me

Babe I've bought you a sexy gift, just you wait and see, it's lingerie of black lace, it's a gift for and me

It will cling to your sexy curves, showing glimpses of your skin, it will also turn me on, it is a double win

You will feel so very sexy, it will surely turn you on and I'll get to know your in it, the moment that your gone

Underneath your little dress, just knowing you're in black lace, really makes me horny for you, can you see my smiley face

Sexy lace on your skin, it will make your nipples hard, I even wrote from me with love on the gift tag card

So come home and get your gift, I want to see you smile, then perhaps after dinner, you could wear it for a while

On further judgement it sounds like this gift seems like it's for me. I really hope it don't feel that way, just try it on and see

I think it's still a thoughtful gift, though it seems to go my way, I bought from deep within my heart, to say I thought of you today

THE KINKY POET