THE KINKY POET

Setting free

Pinging poems across the ethereal plain, like skimming stones across a pond, it leaves small reminders, of which I hope you're fond

Each line makes ripples, they spread out across your mind, some are very sexual and some are warm and kind

Sent from me to make you smile, to show you're in my mind and heart, to let you know I'm thinking of you, though we're miles apart

Each line is wrote to touch your heart, to make you feel so good, sometimes written to make you horny, like a sexual poem should

But often they are sent to pull you close, like a written loving hug, packaged in bite sized stanza, that fits your heart real snug

And just like a ripple on the lake, eventually it reaches shore, then your words come back to me, which in turn inspires more

So my dearest dream girl, again you've inspired more, it is the constant to and throw, like how a sea rushes to shore

The constant flow from me to you, then again from you to me, fills my mind with poems and my writing sets them free

THE KINKY POET 

Your secret needs

Tell me your deepest fantasy, don't miss a detail, slowly take your time, so I can make it special for you and put it in a rhyme

Would it be bondage, perhaps a Blindfold made of lace, seductively wrapped around you, covering your face

Would you choose a Dungeon, or in a lonely Cabin in the dark, which scenario would you choose, to make your passions spark

Playing out in a public place, getting watched whilst we're at play, having sex in a changing room, in the middle of the day

Bringing in another girl, make me watch from my wheelchair, with you two touching, kissing, playing with toys, free without a care

Perhaps you could be abducted, just dragged into a van, then kept as a sex slave, belonging to a big masked man

Maybe a night of sex and pain, hot wax, floggers, paddles and a ball gag, I'd arrive with all my torture kit, in it's special bag

So let me know your secret needs, I'll even hang you by the wrists high up on a beam, I want to write them down for you, to turn your words into a dream

THE KINKY POET 

Chasing clouds away

When things seem sad and dark, like you're covered by a cloud, I will be there to help you, to be in your team I'm proud

I will be your personal umbrella to keep off all the rain, to protect you from the harshness, until there's Sun again

I will be your shining Knight, I'll fight off all your foes, be there to hold your hand, through your fears and woes

I'll be your sentinel, be your guardian through the night, watching you whilst you dream, to make sure that you're alright

Side by side we will be, fighting together come what may, I'll carry you in my heart, forever and a day

So though things are feeling tough, I'm on your side and proud, I'll help you see the Sun, I'll chase away that cloud

THE KINKY POET

Hungers lust

I've got to rip off your pretty lace panties, sorry it is a must, I'm hungry for your pussy, I must feed my hungers lust

Pin you down with one hand, force a hand straight up your skirt, yank them off voraciously, there's no time to chat and flirt

Push your legs apart, you can kick, struggle and try to fight, I will simply overpower you, your pussy's mine tonight

I'll eat you at a ravenous pace, tonight you are my feast, there'll be no time for delicacies, because tonight I'm a starving beast

My desires are in complete control, I'm a wild animal and you're the prey, there will be no sexual leftovers, once I've had my way

Tongue lashing, teeth gnawing, I'll eat you until your bruised and sore, once you think I've had my fill, I'll be wanting more

Sorry about the panties destruction but they really were a must, I just couldn't wait no more, to feed my hungers lust

THE KINKY POET 

Road trip

The college year was over, time for learning had been done, the girls jumped into the camper van, to go off in search of fun

Along a dusty, deserted highway, hey heard a grinding then a pop, smoke billowed out the engine, it rolled right to a stop

Many miles from nowhere, broken down, stuck and all alone, no one else was insight, no signal on their phone

Six girls out on the road, they start to bitch and whine, but after they decide they'll have to wait, they opened up a box of wine

Soon they were giggling, laughing, then came a almighty roar, a band of bikers roared passed, the likes they'd never seen before

In a few moments the bikers were out of sight, then they see their headlights as the bikes came back to do what's right

They parked up and got off their rides, the girls could see the leader of the pack, he was by far the biggest man, with a patch that said ROAD RATZ on his back

He spoke only, from him the others took their cue, he told the boys to look at the van and see what they could do

Within a short while the camper van was running sweet, then came time to pay the bill, a return favor they must meet

When the girls asked what was the cost and what if they can't pay, the leader said well get our payment in another way

He grabbed one girl by the throat, he forced his hand inside her thighs, it happened so quickly, she was taken by surprise

He forced her down to her knee, he told her to suck his dick, if she didn't do as she was told, his men would fuck each chick

She didn't want her friends hurt, she slide him passed her lips, soon she was sucking hard, with her hands upon  his hips

He fucked her mouth, she knew she had to make him cum, it only took as short while then the deed was done

She thought that was the price paid, but they had formed a line, soon she was giving head to each biker, one cock at a time

Covered in their demon seed, she was then forced on the floor, one by one they fucked her, she was treated like a whore

She got pounded all night long and once she had fucked the last, the bikers shared their beer and wine, the night just slowly passed

Then they hopped on to their bikes, they promptly left the scene, the girl woke up in a damp patch, it was a great wet dream

THE KINKY POET

Each moon

As the Sun begins to set and the moon rises in the sky, I can't wait to go to bed and you're the reason why

It's come around to that wonderous time, when I can make you mine, we get to spend the evening together, then i put it down in rhyme

When the Sun has said goodbye, when the moon just says hello, I want to fall asleep straight away, there's one place I want to go

And that is across the ethereal plain, to find you in my bed, to share all the sexy things that, I've been running through my head

Touching every inch of you, showering soft kisses on your face, pulling you so close to me, in a sweet embrace

Fingers entwined together, they make a sensual sexual knot, together making memories, of a passion that's boiling hot

Drinking from your sacred place, my face awash with your sweet wine, my tongue working furiously, to make sure each drop is mine

So as much as I love the Sun, it can't go away too soon, it's then I'll see my dream girl, she visits with each moon

THE KINKY POET 

First sex shop visit

You stand outside the shop door, the front window is so dark, you want to go take a look inside, your curiosities been sparked

Has you push open the door, you hear a small bell chime, you know now there's no turning back, now it's be brave time

You step into the dimly lit shop, there's tons of things to see, videos and sex books, you can't help but smile with glee

You flick through some magazines, they're mostly meant for boys, then you see a great big wall, just full of bright sex toys

You are drawn towards them like a moth goes to a flame, you start to look at them, when a man gives out his name

You spin around quickly, but you don't see him there, until you look lower, he's sitting in a wheelchair

He explains that his name is Ron, welcome to his store, feel free to hold them, if you need some help there's more

You feel yourself Blushing, he caught you quite off guard, your hand wanders to a toy, it's very big and hard

You grab your composure, you casually ask is this one any good, he replies do want to try it out, then he says I think really you should

Trying to save face you ask is there a place that you could go, he simply goes and locks the door, the window only goes one way you know

You decide you've come this far, it's time for do or die, you slide off your already damp panties and give the toy a try

Soon lube is everywhere, he has you on the counter legs spread wide, he goes through his wide range of stock, pushing each one deep inside

You've not cum so many times, you've are a puddle on his floor, though you are loving it, you feel like a dirty whore

He begins to lick you as you feel the buzz inside, I guess he deserves at least this, so his face you start to ride

Then he bends you over, he shows you a chrome butt plug, he lubes it up it slides right in, if feels so nice and snug

Once you can cum no more, the demonstration has been done, you purchase a bag full of toys and leave with the plug still in your bum

THE KINKY POET 

Erogenous zones

Everybody has them but not always in the same place, they're found by touching places and remembering where you've traced

Soft kiss at the lower back, tracing the bones along a spine, can send some into ecstasy, to them it is devine

Creeping up their body, the anticipation grows and grows, closer to the shoulders, my kissing often slows

Leaving longer moments before I touch the skin, builds up their desire, it makes them want more sin

Arriving at the shoulders, i nibble, scrape and bite, i reach around to your breasts and pull you in real tight

Kisses get much harder, desires fires start to burn, moving to the nape of your neck, is now my main concern

Kisses and whispers hidden by your long hair line, makes the sounds muffled but you still hear that you're mine

Kissing hard and forceful, I make sure I hide my mark, but that's the last thing I have to do, for your orgasm I did spark

I can see the damp patch, it's clear to see you've cum, there's a little dark mark on the sheets underneath your bum

THE KINKY POET 

Inch by inch

Slowly I'd kiss your skin, I use my tongue to guide the way, like a predator checks his  meal out, before devouring his chosen prey

Moving from your painted toes, your ankles then your shins, each inch is covered, before my feast begins

Working up your lovely legs, I can't help but nip your thighs, you raise your head from the pillow, to see wild hunger in my eyes

I spread your thighs open, I want you wide apart, already your Rose is glistening, I'm just about to start

You can feel my warm breath, has I move in for the kill, you take in a sudden breath, as you begin to feel the thrill

Tongue dances on your lips, my fangs drag across your hood, pain mixed with pleasure, I know it feels so good

You hands reach down to my head, you thrust me in so tight, I'm not coming up for air, I'm dying here tonight

Gasping small breaths when I can, I tongue fuck you with all my might, eating like a starving man, who has just been fed this night

Your pussy juice seeps in my mouth, I lick loose droplets off your leg, I stop for a short while, hoping you would start to beg

Soon enough you moan and sigh, you ask nicely by my name, I resume eating you but I love a teasing game

You raise your hips higher, my face goes in deeper at this height, you scream your cumming, your thighs grasp my head so tight

Then you release me, I'm drowning in your cum, I can hear you breathing hard, the eating part is done

Time to continue onward, I move up to kiss your tits, you moan to be careful I've made them sore a bit

I apologise for pulling them too hard, when was eating out your Rose, I kiss your nipples gently and brush them with my nose

Up along your slender neck, then I finally arrived, my final destination, the place for which the journey was contrived

I'm now looking into your face, into mesmerising eyes, I'm at my piece of heaven now it's me who let's out sighs

I start to kiss you softly, to me this was such pure bliss, I've covered every inch of you, so I could steal a kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Poetry Comet

My poem flies towards you, like a Comet across the sky, carrying firey stanzas, to make you swoon and sigh

Travelling across the universe, it passes through out time and space, to tell you that you're beautiful and put a smile upon your face

To make you feel desired, to feel special, you shine like the brightest star, I can see you shinning in my dreams, you show me where you are

I try my best to reach you, you are like my guiding light, you lead me to my happy place  when I dream of you at night

I wish a could kiss you once for every star that's out at night, make you my Solar system, you are my world at night

Just looking into your pretty face, you shine brighter than a full moon, but sadly with the raising of the Sun, your gone again to soon

But when you're lying in your bed, peek up to the sky, if a Comet passes over head, you'll know the reason why

THE KINKY POET