THE KINKY POET

The cabin

Tied up in my isolated cabin, the woods are always dark, you will feel so vulnerable, a fear in you it sparks

You can shout and scream all you like, you are all alone, there's no one for miles around and your family thinks you're home

It was a mistake to offer me your help, with my broken car, in a flash you were in the boot and driven very far

You took no notice of the licence plate, so my car they will not trace, you have no clue who I am, you didn't see my face

Now your hanging of a hook, a Blindfold of lace around your eyes, you freeze and hold your breath as my hand runs inside your thighs

You try your best to clamp your legs but I force open your curvy thighs, you may pretend you don't want it but your wetness says you're telling lies

I rip off your lacey panties, your pussy's mine to own, you hear the unmistakable clicking off me taking pictures on my phone

Then you feel my finger spread your already moistened lips, your desire gives away your hunger, I see how your pussy drips

In goes a finger, then another has I begin to finger fuck, only stopping briefly to give them a little suck

You now start to moan and groan, you've given up your fight, you can't help but enjoy my touch, I do the job so right

Then I turn slowly you round, you feel me close behind, you feel my shaft go deep inside,has I start to pump and grind

You begin to loose control, orgasms come so hard and fast, your pussy feels so nice and tight, I don't know how long I'll last

Faster and harder we fuck, I'm so close to filling you with my seed, I begin to call you dirty names, I've nearly done my deed

One last pump I explode, our mixture drips out on the floor, I'm hanging on to the same hook, I can stand no more

There's a moment silence, then you ask to be set free, I undo your shackles, you turn and cuddle me

God I love our role play holidays, we get to live out the things we dream, things are always different and are never what they seem

What shall we play tomorrow, what shenanigans do you crave, do you want to be the mistress and I'll be your sexual slave

Well we can discuss that later, let's get cleaned up and go for a romantic meal, there's time enough for fantasies but tonight let's keep it real

I want to show you to the world, the Goddess who's on my arm, let them see you're beautiful, filled with grace and charm

A perfect lady out in public, a kinky, dirty slut inside our bed, but always just a dream girl, who lives inside my head

THE KINKY POET 

Feed my hunger

Come feed my hunger, be my playground on this night, give me my desires, come to my dream tonight

I'm aching for you, you've fanned my passions flames, I want you in my bed with me, to play some kinky games

Bring me your gorgeous body, be my sex toy for some fun, lay yourself across my lap, so I can spank your bum

I've got my shackles ready, my Dungeon door is open wide, if you feel you're brave enough, just simply step inside

But once you've stepped inside, your bodies mine to do with what I please, to lock you up or pin your down or force you to your knees

My hungers growing stronger, my needs they must be met, come visit me tonight, bringing me the best dream I've had yet

The pangs for you roll across me, I need a night of sin, come feed my hunger, please let the feast begin

THE KINKY POET 

Picture perfect

I dream of a kinky picture, though it's a naughty ask, it's a thing only a dominant would say, or set you as a task

You'd need to find some quiet time, make sure your all alone, take all your clothes off and grab your mobile phone

Lay the phone on the floor, put a knee down either side, let me see the Pinkness of your sacred places, see her soft inside

It would be the angle I would see, if you squatted on my face, a vision of your pussy, as you manoeuvred into place

The perfect view of your Rose, glistening with your sexual wine, looking so delicious, I already know she'll taste devine

As you get closer, then take another picture of that view, so it looks like your lowering and I'm getting closer to tasting you

I hope the thought gets you nice and wet, I'd love juices to hit your screen, yes it is a naughty ask but a poet has to dream

THE KINKY POET 

Morning kisses

I'm sending morning kisses, I hope they help to start your day, I hope they make you think of me, when your at work or play

The softest reminders that even though I'm far away, you are in my heart and mind every single day

Soft lips brush your skin, like Summer rain drops on your face, slowly covering you in love, I keep a steady pace

Wrapped up within my arms, your snuggled to my chest, I'm staring down into your eyes, your smile I love the best

Entwined in a cuddly lovers knot, our bodies blend as one, where we share a special moment until we are parted by the Sun

Another dream is over, its time for a brand new day to start, so you'll go back from my dream, to resting deep inside my heart

I hope when you wake my love you can feel my kisses on your skin, gentle reminders of our dream and that your poets been

THE KINKY POET 

Gastronomic dream

I have a strange request, it's been racing on my mind, its different from my normal thoughts of the kinky kind

It involves you naked on a table, covered in my favourite food, I would eat everything until you were laying nude

Fresh cream on your nipples, your pussy's got fruit around her clit, you look so appetising, I'm so hungry for your slit

I slowly wheel around, not quite sure where I should start, you are the sexiest banquet, like a kinky pastry tart

I put my finger in the cream, your nipples were erect, it must of been the cold cream that caused the hard effect

I suck off the delicious cream, I nibble bite and suck, your covered in my favourite treats, I can't believe my luck

Fresh fruit off your pussy, mixed with your sexual wine, the juices were delicious, this special treat was mine

I eat as much as I could eat, it was a picnic laced with sin, you looked so damn delicious, it was difficult to decide where I should begin

Everything was laid out so nice, you looked almost to good to eat but i couldn't resist a nibble of my favourite muse my treat

Your tits taste amazing when smothered in fresh cream and a fresh fruit covered pussy, is a gastronomic dream

THE KINKY POET 

Dominants day

Today is my favourite day, at last it's Dominants day, the day where you must do as I ask, do everything I say

I get to choose your lingerie, yes it will be black lace, you will do as directed, as for your rebellious streak  there will be no trace

I will call the shots today, I think I'll get you to do a sexy dance, slowly removing your sexy clothes in a hypnotic trance

Definitely going to tie you up, bind you on the bed, get you down on your knees, so you can give me head

I'll take you out to lunch, show the world this Goddess on my arm, treat you like the Queen you are with all my love and charm

Find a quiet but public place, so we can have a kinky play, you won't be able to say no, how I love when it's Dominant day

First things first I must take the chance to take pictures whilst you're nude, covering every angle, to miss the chance would just be simply rude

Grab my chance to get the things, where you'd normally no way, get you to do all the things i want, on this special day

Playing games all day, role play, dress up, bondage, we will fuck in every room, eat your pussy for breakfast and all this before it gets to noon

Oh I lover the power, it's a buzz to be in total control, to use you as I see fit, my kinky, sexy doll

For twenty-four hours I'm in charge, today things go my way, tomorrow you'll be the boss again but today is my Dominants day

THE KINKY POET 

Wrong room

The door swings open you step into the room and stare, sitting on the double bed a strange man was already there

He glances up at you, he instantly looks into your eyes, he seems calm and collected and in no way is he surprised

You start to back out the door, he says call the desk from the phone, it would save walking down, he offered to leave her on her own

You accepted his offer the door closes you're  inside, you can see he's attractive and there's a wheelchair by his side

The desk said they will sort a room, they will get one prepared right away, he asked would she like a drink, please take a drink and stay

He ordered a bottle of wine, they shared a glass or two, they were soon chatting like old friends, she then popped to the loo

Looking in the mirror, kinky thoughts ran through your brain, you could have a one night stand and never see that man again

She adjusted her hair but on her best come hither smile, took a few deep breaths and waited a little while

She stepped back into the room, picked and refilled her glass, making sure he got a view of her gorgeous ass

Soon she was across the room, sitting with him on the bed, she bravely lent forward and kissed him on the head

He looked at her in total shock, he was amazed by what's she done, she winked at him cheekily and said, shall we have some fun

They spent time kissing, she laid him on the bed, she removed all their clothing and on his chest she laid her head

His hands ran wildly acrossed her, he roughly grasped her thighs, he pulled aside her panties, she released some sighs

Fingers buried deep inside her wetness, thumb dancing on her clit, he's sucking on her nipples, before she lets him eat her slit

She rode his face hard and fast, he lapped, sucked and flicked, she was breathing really hard, she was close to it

Orgasm rushed over her, she flooded his face with cum, he pulled her tighter into his mouth, he held her by the bum

She came hard a few times, soon she could come no more, then they got interrupted by a knocking at the door,

She pulled the sheet around her it was the desk clerk with her key, she thanked then for it and asked for a pot of tea

She dressed and helped him sit up they shared a pot of tea, then she said she must go, she will let him be

She left without a goodbye kiss, the one night stand done, she went to her room alone, she had enjoyed her fun.

THE KINKY POET 

Busted by my muse

Peeping through your windows is such a naughty thing to do but I just can't seem to help myself, when it comes to you

It's late at night you're in your room, I know you're on your own, I'm taking sneaky pictures of you on my mobile phone

I love to watch you get undressed, preparation for bed may take a hour, you take off your clothes and brush your hair, then it's time to shower

I sit in the shadows quietly until you return to your room, wrapped in a fluffy towel, I get some pics with zoom

You stand in the window, the towel drops to the floor, by the light of your bedside lamp, no man could ask for more

Every single inch of you, your sexy curves are in plain sight, my memory card will be full of the pictures of this night

You run your hands across yourself, you slowly spread your thighs, I get to see your sacred place, I can't believe my eyes

I'm mesmerized by the amazing view, I couldn't even blink, then you smiled and waved at me, then you did a wink

Oh my god you knew I was there, I became bemused and very flustered, I got caught peeking at my muse, I know that I got busted

THE KINKY POET 

The hunt

Racing through the woods, my desires on the prowl, its hungry and it wants to eat you, to make you scream and howl

I know you will run hard and fast, you won't simply give up the prize, but my wolf is exposed now, he wants what's inside your thighs

The pursuit is in full flow, my Wolf will get you in his sight, then he will devour you, he's ravenous tonight

This is the way of life, there's the hunter and there's prey, the only thing that will save you, is the coming of the day

For whilst the dark skies are here, the beast comes out to play, full of sexual ravenous needs, tonight you are his prey

There will be no romance, the Wolf will eat you straight away, he will simply take you by force, he's not come here to play

He's here to feed his hunger, in this mood, only one thing will do, only one thing will sate his lust and that my girl is you

So run quick within your dream, find a place to hide, soon the Wolf will smell your scent, then he'll be right by your side

Then all control will be lost, the night will belong to sin, after you will rest in his arms but for now let the hunt begin

THE KINKY POET 

Travelling the ethereal plain

Close your eyes and feel me, as my lips brush on your skin, feel all the passion as my desires seep right in

Let me wash over you, like a Turquoise Sea runs over sand, feel me caressing you, with a gentle hand

Tenderness and hunger, they are such a heady mix, but you are like a drug to me and I need to have my fix

You are the very air I breath, you're the life source in my veins, sending wild endorphins, racing to my brain

Igniting my fires, you make my passions fires burn so bright, that's what makes you special and why I dream of you at night

So when your resting in your bed, I hope you feel me soak into your every pore, I hope you feel desired, that's what I've come here for

I've travelled across the ethereal plain, to brush my lips upon your skin, so close your eyes and think of me and let your dream begin

THE KINKY POET