THE KINKY POET

Bad girl again

Sitting outside the office, your head is bowed in shame, you know you are in trouble, when the head teacher calls your name

It's not that you're naughty, it's just sometimes you do things bad, you sort of loose you way, when people make you mad

The door clicks he calls you in, in front of his desk you quietly stand, he looks at you puzzled then on the desk he slams his hand

The noise makes you look up, it even made you flinch but you stayed so very still, you dared not move a inch

He tells you how you've broke the rules, though you know what you have done, he now has to punish you, he's gonna spank your bum

He walks behind you, over his big Oak desk you bend, he lifts up your school skirt, the fear and excitement starts to blend

He takes a moment to appreciate, the fine line of your curves, now he knows he must punish you, it's what you just deserve

He goes to his cupboard, it's a choice of paddle or the cane, the cane leaves nice welts but with the paddle the bruises will remain

Oh hell it's not your first time here, he decides to use the Two, then hopefully before you do anything bad a reminder they'll give you

He lays down five of each, both your cheeks are marked, there's a small stain on the carpet where your desires you also sparked

Then you hear the pictures click, he wants a reminder on his phone, then he gives you homework and tells you to get off home

Later you hear the key in the door, he calls out your sweet pet name, he thanks you for visiting him at work, he loved the lunchtime game

THE KINKY POET 

In or out

You come out of the bedroom, you're in my favourite lingerie, with stockings and high heels, you really want to play

Then you see your leash, your eyes just open wide, there in a pretty box, there's a new collar by its side

You rush towards it then your manners get back into place, you kneel down before me, looking up into my face

I stand up in front of you, to me you look so devine, I put my hand on your head and tell you that you're mine

I pick up the soft leather collar, on your neck it fits just right, I make sure it's done up secure, making sure it's not to tight

Your hands run across it, I tell you go take yourself a look, you rush to the mirror as I take the leashes hook

I walk up behind you, I'm confident I have no doubt, then I ask a simple question, are "we staying in or going out".

Straight away your eyes light up, the answer you almost shout, could we, can we, may we, oh please can we go out

I nod you go to your room, as you pass you kiss my cheek, I know what you're looking for, it's the long coat that you seek

Sexy lingerie underneath your long coats designed to hide, we step out into the neighbourhood, you walk proudly by my side

THE KINKY POET 

Wear it well

What is the one thing that gives you the sexual edge, is it your sexy curves, you know will drive men of their sexual ledge

Is it a certain piece of sexy lingerie a certain colour made of lace, you know will drive the men wild, because you've seen it on their face

Perhaps it's a very kinky basque made of the softest leather, you know that always does the job and will do from now until forever

Maybe you know roll play, dressed as a character always does the trick, guaranteed to make the blood rush, from his brain into his dick

Is it that little black dress matched with some killer heals, you know it gets the job done everytime, it always seals the deals

What is that magic piece, that makes you feel so hot, that makes you feel so sexy, makes you so confident in what you've got

Or is it just your confidence that makes you feel as hot as hell, whatever you are using babe, you really wear it well

THE KINKY POET 

Daydreaming

Ok I am so very sorry but I just cannot wait no more, I've got to tear your clothes off and force you on the floor

Feel free to kick and bite, but there's no point in your fight, I've been wanting you so bad, we must fuck tonight

I can't do with romance, I just haven't got the time, my needs are so desperate, I've got to make you mine

First I'll take you on the floor, once I've made you cum, I'll take you everywhere I can, there is so much more to come

Bent over the my favourite chair, I'll take you from behind, I'll pound you with all my might, I want to blow your mind

Drag you to the kitchen, fuck you on the table then over the kitchen sink, I want you to be so bemused, you can't even think

I want to make you orgasm, time and time again, I'm gonna get the paddle out and cause you some sexual pain

All day long you've been on my mind, we've been fucking in my head, I need to get a cold shower and get myself to bed

Daydreaming is quite fun, but I prefer the dreams that come at night, they always end with kissing and hugging till it's light

THE KINKY POET 

Round Two

The moonlight sparkles off the sweat, our passion has soaked the sheet, you lay there breathing heavily, you must admit defeat

Your body's still trembling, your mind is running free, tonight I am the Victor, you cum so hard for me

Your pussy's still pulsing from the lashing from my tongue, welts and bite marks start to appear from before my deed was done

Marks a stark reminder of my journey up your inner thighs, on my way to eat you and listened to your moans and sighs

I have my sex marks too, they are like my spoils of war, where in the throws of passion you too bit and claw

Now I'm above you, kisses rain down upon your face, I tell you sweet whispers at a calm and collected pace

You are smiling up at me, you whispering the sweetest things too, your breathing as slowed now, so I know what I must do

I slide down your wet body, I put my mouth tight to your Rose, I start to build excitement, well you know how it goes

I flick, probe and suck your bud, you're loving all I do, soon we're at the edge again, welcome to round Two

THE KINKY POET 

The ledge

On the very edge of ecstasy is where we like to play, running wild with passion at the end of everyday

One step from heaven, the feelings we share are so nice, we lay close together, one taste from paradise

Each touch builds excitement, your heart starts to pound and race, each kiss ignites a firey passion, that shows upon your face

I take you to the edge of cumming but I know just when to stop, I will let you hang there so very close but I won't let you drop

Like sitting on the edge of a magic sea, I'd let you dip your toes, but you can't swim in it, until your hunger shows

Then and only then I'd make you scream, cum, call my name and moan, then I'd take trophy pictures and keep them on my phone

Until that moment arrives you must wait on your sexual edge, waiting for your poet, to push you off the ledge

THE KINKY POET

Intoxication 2

Drawn in by your smile, I want to swim within your eyes, get wrapped up in your loving arms, to feed within your thighs

Listening to your heartbeat, I swear I hear it says my name, repeatedly calling out to me, time and time again

Entwine your sexy body around me, mould us into one, keep me beside you, until we both greet the morning Sun

You are like the air I breath, you're in my heart and brain, the moment that I start to dream, you come to me again

I know the Sun must rise and I understand all dreams must end, but even during daylight, inside my day you blend

I'll hear some music, or a reminder comes into view, then you are in my thoughts, I adore my thoughts of you

I'm intoxicated by your beauty, I try my best to write, how I feel about you and of the dreams I have each night

THE KINKY POET 

Unneeded recipe

Sitting with pen and paper, I decide to compile a list, the attributes required for my dream girl, if I could have all the things I wished

First she would have stunning eyes, the sort that would show her soul, mesmerising and seductive, to see the real me would be their goal

Lips so moist and full, perfectly designed for kissing, full of desire and passion, for a pair like that I'm wishing

Skin so soft and smooth and sexy, the canvas to my work of art, a covering her inner beauty, to protect her perfect beating heart

Curves that are so wonderful, from her gorgeous tits down to her thighs, just thinking of them, fills my thoughts with sighs

Then of course her sacred place, the slice of heaven, moist with a juice devine, open for me anytime, because her pussy's mine

Now I have my ingredients to produce the girl who haunts my dreams, it turns out she's already made or at least it's how it seems

I recheck my desired list, yep all my requirements are listed right, my dream girls already made, she visits every night

See even if I could have all I want, build my perfect girl, I wouldn't have to do a thing, I hope that she could tell

Tell that she is perfect, I'd never change a single part, I adore everything about her, from her toes her head and heart

So I had no need to write a list, there's only one thing I had to do, that's to lay down and close my eyes and simply dream of you

THE KINKY POET 

Poet, toy or both

You turn the key and step back, you've uncaged my sexual beast, you know I'm a gonna devour you, tonight you are my feast

Now you've opened up this cage, my hungers must be fed, desires, lusts and the fantasies, that have lived inside my head

Now the animal is free, you see the lust burning in my eyes, you can see I want you, the need I can't disguise

You can see my heart pounding fast, you know that you should run but I'm across the room in seconds, my claws are in your bum

Like a Tiger my claws go into your ass, just like a Tiger grabs his prey, I pull you into my reach, now its time for you to pay

You fed my desires, you gave me snippets of your sexual drug, but then you were fairly safe, when in my cage I was nice and snug

But the second that you turned the key, the moment you set me free, momentum swung the other way, the advantage went to me

I was free, no longer in my cage, that moment you sealed your fate, I pulled you to the floor and began to ate

Clawing at your lingerie, I forced your legs open wide, pinned down pussy's at my mercy, I ram my tongue inside

Devouring your body, you took me from famine to a feast, now your bruised and aching, covered in sexual marks from me your beast

Next time you tease this beast, perhaps leave me in the cage, so you're safe out of arms reach, from my sexual rage

Unless of course that's what you wanted whilst you're alone thinking in your bed, deciding do you get out your sex toy or think of me instead

You should be doing both, the toy and poems are on your bed, go a head, spoil yourself play with your toy with my poems in your head

THE KINKY POET 

War

Let my softest of kisses, reach out to you tonight, the first salvo on your skin, prepare yourself to fight

Kisses are like little bombs, they cause tingles on your skin, prepare yourself for battle, let loves war begin

Sharing intimate moments, some gentle, some in lust, kisses covering all of you, to win this sexual war's a must

You can trust all we share, I myself can do the same, you have to trust each other, when we play this war like game

You give yourself willingly, as I also give myself to you, sharing our magic connection, we I lay siege the whole night through

Kisses flying back and forth, our tongues knotted in a erotic dance, with my tongue I search your mouth, just looking for the chance

The chance to assert dominance, both tongues have gone to war, both bombing with exotic passion, both holding on for more

The battle rages on, there's no quater asked or gave, you are my target in this war, your ownerships the thing I crave

They say we should ñever fight, make love instead of war, obviously they've never shared your dream or they'd choose war once more

So when I appear in your dream, I'm gonna be a invading army, with weapons already cocked, I'm gonna take your bodies country, I want it all, the lot

I want your total submission, wave your white pantie like a flag of truce, surrender yourself totally to me, hand over all your precious juice

THE KINKY POET