THE KINKY POET

Welcome to my shower

Climb into my shower, let the water cascade down your skin, I'll soap up a big soft sponge, now let the fun begin

Sit yourself across my lap, I'll soap up your sexy curves, I'll make patterns on your body, pretty swirls and swerves

Warm bubbles on your body, your nipples harden to my touch, the bubbles run down your front, disappearing down your crutch

Soon washing you is not enough, I drop the sponge onto the floor, we start off by kissing but soon moved onto more

My manhood is wanting you, each throb calls out your name, you reach down and guide me in, you ignite our sexual flame

Slowly I push up, as you start to grind down on my lap, the noise of you coming down, made a kind of watery slap

You driving down real hard and fast, makes pound with power, soon we both cum together, welcome to my shower

THE KINKY POET 

Retro Queen

With your fur trimmed mules and lacey seamed stockings, pulled high upon your legs, you make me so hungry for you, I start to drool and beg

Through the sheer lace baby doll, I can see your perfect lines, a sexy housewife from the 60's runs right through my mind

From a age when things were designed to make a woman look so cute, there's nothing quite like a girl dressed in Chiffon, a fact you can't refute

Sexy and see through, you get to glimpse her pretty curves, it ignites all a man's passions and excites all his sexual nerves

Wether it be night wear or a cute dress with a petticoat, both are equally as sexy, both really float my boat

From full circle skirts and Bobby socks and shoes with Kitten heels, makes my pulse race faster, I love the way it feels

So tonight when you visit me, be dressed in retro in my dream, come fulfil my fantasy, please be my retro Queen

THE KINKY POET 

The baby doll

I have a thing for retro lingerie I love the styles they wore, from the 40's 50"s 60's they're the styles that I adore

Love all the Chiffon, trimmed with Satin ribbon trimmed with bows, they made a woman so feminine, I loved the curves it showed

Pretty and so very sexy, they made a girl look so very cute, they made them look curvaceous, a thing you can't refute

Baby doll nighties, or a flowing Chiffon soft negligee, is my ideal outfit on a girl, from then until today

The way they hung so beautifully, they made a woman look so hot, I think they're gorgeous, wether you agree or not

Perhaps even in a pair of mules, the retro style with fur, they'd make a pure sex kitten, who could growl and purr

So thank you for these classic lines, as crazy as it seems, all I need is my dream girl to wear them in my dreams

THE KINKY POET 

Teepee in my bed

Here you are before me, though I'm alone crippled in my bed, I can see you as clear as day though it's only in my head

Your in my favourite outfit, I adore you in Black silk and lace, just even thinking of it, puts a smile across my face

I can see every single curve, the lace flashes bits of skin, I can't help but get turned on, you drive my thoughts to sin

I watch you as you drop a shoulder off, then you make it two, I fixated with your curves, I love to look at you

I hear the zipper slide, it makes a distinctive sound, I can't help but release as gasp, as the lace dress hits the ground

You step out of the dress, with a flick of your foot it flies across the floor, your standing in silk lingerie but you know I want some more

You run your hands across your skin, you slide a finger in your bra, being careful not to show too much, you never got that far

My manhood is solid now, I've made a Teepee in my bed, I'm so fucking horny, I can't help but touch my head

Slowly you run your hands down your legs, you stroke hard inside your thighs, all the time you're focused, you haven't left my eyes

The bra clasp makes a ping, your breasts are on display, I beg you to come to me, I really need to play

Slowly your panties slide down, i can see your sacred place, my Goddess is in front of me with just a smile upon her face

You take a few slow steps closer, your nearly at my bed, I'm just about to touch you when, you're back inside my head

My eyes pop wide open, you were stripping in my head, I'm awake frustrated with a massive Teepee in my bed

THE KINKY POET 

A name

You can call me master, I could call you my body slave, if that's what works for you, I'll do the things you crave

I'll call you my sexy dirty bitch, my kinky, slutty whore, if degradation is your thing, I could think of more

Do you want to be my mummy, you can feed me and make the Tea, you can do all I wish, answer my every plea

You can call me Daddy, you can be my special baby girl, you can sit upon my knee, let's see what will unfurl

I can call you Princess, I'll be your shinning Knight, I can defeat all your foes and guard you through the night

You can call me Officer, I'll cuff your hands behind your head, I can lead you to our special cell, the one with the double bed

I can call you my Angel, my Goddess from way up high above, my sweetness and my heart, loads of endearing names, for when we are apart

I can call you all these things, it depends on the time or game but no matter what I call you, there's always love within a name

THE KINKY POET 

Nighttime visitor

You are my late night visitor, my dream girl your my muse, when I'm looking for inspiration, you're the one I choose

I visualise your sexy curves, I think about your stunning face, the moment that you come to mind, my heartbeat picks up pace

To feel your body next to mine, we're naked skin to skin, you wrap yourself around me, so the kissing can begin

My lips brush your painted lips, our tongues get so entwined, my desires for your passions, grow inside my mind

Sliding down your body, I slip slowly between your thighs, as I lick your sacred place, you release your sexual sighs

Your juice tastes so heavenly, I love the nectar from your Rose, the more you raise up your hips, the deeper my tongue goes

You are my gorgeous muse, my dream girl through each night, I hope when I close my eyes, you will come tonight

You are my nighttime visitor, the girl who drives rhymes, the girl who I think about, how I wish that you were mine

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired rhyme

I wish I could reach across the void, and give you a sensual kiss, to feel my lips touching yours would truly be such bliss

To reach out through the ether, across all time and space, to look into your pretty eyes, to see your smiling face

Though we maybe miles apart and you're only with me when I dream, every moment shared with you, I'll treat you like my Queen

I'd put you on a pedestal, I'd pay homage at your feet, give you everything I am, to serve you is a treat

To put your pretty hand in mine, to hold you nice and tight, to feel your body next to mine, would simply make my night

All things things I'd love to do, if I could cross all space and time, but I wake up again and I'm alone, but you've Inspired rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Share

My desires drive my hunger, my cravings fill my head, I want to find you here with me naked in my bed

So we can make love all night, I want to stroke your tender skin, lead you from the righteous path, into my kinky world of sin

Show you all my favourite kinks, hopefully find some of your own, share kinky secrets, perhaps take pictures on our phones

Use you like my playground, to do with you as I please, bring you close to orgasm, I'll get to play and tease

You can also take your turn, be in charge for a while, do with me as you wish, do the things that make you smile

Together we can walk a path, share and find our way, learn what things work for us, sort out the kinks we like to play

So come into my dream tonight, let me show you kink and care, come find your kinky traits, come tonight and share

THE KINKY POET 

The altar of your Rose

Let me part your Rose's petals, let me lap and taste your sweetest wine, savouring your nectar, your taste is so devine

My tongue runs along your lips, on your bud my tongue slowly flicks, each lap encircles her, I pay homage with each lick

Your petals are glistening, I adore the fragrance of your Rose, such a sexual odour, creeping up my nose

My head deep inside your legs, my cheeks against your thighs, everytime I lap at your Rose, you release such sexual sighs

I want to lead you to ecstasy, slowly take you to your edge, tease you there for a lifetime, before I send you off the ledge

Feel your nectar run down my chin, I try to lick up every drop, but I can't drink you quick enough, your juices never stop

Each time I lick your pussy, you raise up to give me more, slowly but surely, there's a sexual puddle on the floor

A puddle made from you my Goddess, it's the nectar from your Rose, everytime I lap at you the nectar puddle grows

Your breathing starts to pick up pace, you hold me by the head, you grind your pussy into my face, to make sure that I've been fed

To feast at your sacred place, at the altar of your Rose, fills me with a burning hunger, which I hope this poems shows

Do you feel me in your dreams, paying homage at her your sacred place, does it make you wiggle and put a grin upon your face

I can only imagine, how sweet the taste of your Rose would be, I can only dream that the day will come, when you'll show share your Rose with me

THE KINKY POET 

Worship

Here we are standing here, at last we're face to face, you look so incredibly sexy, wearing a outfit of Black lace

Unbutton slowly, each showing a glimpse of skin, I want to see you naked, so my body worshipping can begin

The lace drops down to the floor, you're just in your lingerie, my God I cant count the times I've wished to see this day

You slowly turn in circles, you give me the perfect view, I'm so mesmerized by your beauty, I don't know what I should do

You unclasp your sexy bra, the matching panties come off too, you raise out your hand to me, so I walk to you

You take my hand and pull me near, you place it on your face, as you kiss my palm softly, my heart begins to race

I take a step close my lips brush gently on your cheek, it feels like its my first time, my moves seem scared and meek

My Goddess is naked before me, my hands touching a work of art, I run my hands up her legs as they slowly part

I drop down before her, my mouth brushes her sacred place, I look up at this Goddess, I know I'm in my rightful place

On my knees before her, paying her the homage she deserves, worshipping her body, adoring all her curves

I lap at her sacred cup, I drink her moist delicious wine, making sure not to waste a drop, her juice was so devine

I worshipped at her altar, my hungers were all fed, then I woke again from my dream, alone crippled in my bed

But during that fleeting dream, I shared with her my soul, in return she made me a man, with her I'm always whole

THE KINKY POET