THE KINKY POET

Doctors visit

Put on the hospital gown, leave your clothes just over there, once your in the stirrups, I'll treat you with such care

Snap go the latex gloves, that's it your legs are spread real wide, I flick on my head torch so I can a peak inside

I've lubbed up my finger, the gel will feel quite cold, try to stay steady, you can use the trolley rail to hold

You'll feel me going in, I'll rest my other hand against your thigh, madam that's not the reaction I expected, I swear I heard you sigh

What do you mean go deeper, make it hard and fast, I will not put in another, I don't care how long you'll last

In all the years of practice no one's ever asked to cum, no I won't roll you over, and put a digit up your bum

My god I'm feeling funny, there's a stirring in my shorts, I must keep this professional, though I'm having dirty thoughts

Feeling you grind on my finger, really feels so good, shall I slide in another, do you really think I should

By now my bodies betrayed me, my desires plan to see, you look down at my package, I decide to let it free

Trousers around my ankles, I'm in between your thighs, I guide myself inside you, your tight, that's no surprise

I push myself in hard and fast, I pound your pussy deep, your juices soak my manhood, I loved to watch it seep

Banging like a madmen I start to fuck you hard and fast, soon you reach orgasm and I'm not sure if I can last

With one more thrust I explode, you're full of your doctors seed, I tried to fight off the craving but in the end i did conceed

You get up off the trolley, you pick your clothes up in a bunch, then say just let me get cleaned up, then you can take your wife to lunch

I love it when you drop into work, you always make my day, especially if I've a cancellation and we've got time to play

THE KINKY POET 

Sunrise

Sit yourself across my lap, let me feel your wetness on my skin, feel my shaft hardening as my arousal just kicks in

I feel you grind along my lap, gentle stroking from your lips, I control the speed you use, by holding on your hips

Naked and across me, we kiss with passion and desire, your nipples start to harden as we ignite our passions fire

Slowly you reach below and slide me gently deep inside, to make love to a Goddess fills my heart with pride

Sucking on your delicious nipples, you let out a long deep sigh, I leave a small bite mark, I hope you know just why

It's so once this is done, you'll have a reminder on your skin, of when you and this humble poet shared a night of sin

We go through positions your mouth takes me deep inside, I thrust myself slowly, like a rolling tide

You sit across my face, I drink from your sacred place, your juices taste like heaven, I lick you up at pace

You toss back your head and start to moan, it grows into a cry, I feel you flood my face, I love to hear you sigh

You lay back I enter you, I ride you hard until I cum, I explode my seed into you as your claw my bum

With the final push I am spent, I simply cannot give no more, with your bite mark and my scratches we both have signs of war

We lay there together, our bodies entwined as one, im staring in your eyes, two lovers locked in a heavenly embrace, until it is Sunrise

THE KINKY POET 

Collaboration with you

Collaboration poem writing can often be such
fun but when it comes to sharing dreams, there is only one

Everyday we collaborate, we work sometimes as a team but there is just one person who with I'd share a dream

People help each other, a collaboration in many ways, yes i help others when I can but only in the day

When darkness falls and I'm alone, dozing in my bed, there's only one special person who I want inside my head

She's the one who shares my dreams, she sits within my heart, she is always with me even though we're miles apart

So during the day I'll share all I can, I'll collaborate with anyone, but there's only one collaboration for me at the setting of the Sun

And that is with my dream girl, for her I have complete adoration, when it comes to my dream time she my only collaboration

THE KINKY POET 

Saint Andrews cross

Shackled to the Saint Andrews cross, your arms and legs spread wide, so I can suck your nipples hard and push my fingers deep inside

You are at my kinky mercy, your bodies like my own playground, you can't get away from me, because you've been tightly bound

A Blindfold keeps you in the dark, with earplugs I steal all sound, so you don't know where I am, as I move around

You feel silk across your skin, then the harshness of cold ice, I slide it on your nipples, you sigh because it's nice

I put the ice in my mouth, my tongue strokes along your clit, I can feel you shudder, as my cold tongue laps against your slit

I have a table full of kinky toys, I use them one by one, each designed to pleasure you  they're made to make you cum

On the floors a puddle, pussy juice has soaked the dungeon floor, I move my mouth to your sacred place, I want to drink some more

My God I love your body, you have the softest skin, I love to stroke your sexy curves, you are my Goddess full of sin

I put a bite mark on your inner thigh, a reminder of the night, on the left thighs written "Saucy minx", so the bite went on the right

Once I've had my kinky play, I slide my shaft inside, I kissed you so aggressively as I start to ride

I pump you as fast and hard as I can, I love to hear you sigh and moan, once my seeds inside you, I take pictures on my phone

I love it when I'm in charge, I am your sexual boss, I have total control of you when, you're shackled to Saint Andrews cross

THE KINKY POET 

Waiting for you

I want to be your fuck doll, your toy, your kinky body slave, I want to fulfil your fantasies, do all the things you crave

Let loose all your wildest thoughts, live out your hottest dream, take me to the corners of your mind, to places I've never been

All the things you've hid inside, things you've never dared to ask, whisper them to me, to arrange them is my task

All the naughty thoughts you've had, the ones you stored away, it's time to bring them forward, for now it's time to play

Outfits that you've wanted, role play you wished you'd tried, all the thing you've thought about, from your darker kinky side

For I'm here to please you, to pay homage to my Goddess Queen, so read these words and close your eyes, I'm waiting in your dream

THE KINKY POET 

Pass or play

Would you risk your fragile heart, risk more hurt and pain, for the chance of happiness and to love again

Would you play the hand you have, Would you put your cards on the table, or fold and take another hand, if you were able

Would you spin the wheel, go all in, put all your chips on red, or Would you not risk a chip and stay alone instead

Would you just roll the dice, let them land where they may, or pass them to another and play another day

Would you risk being hurt, knowing again your heart would crack, for the chance of finding the one, to have a full life back

Would you put it all on the turn of one card, hoping to strike it rich, when last time you were went bust and the Joker was a bitch

Would you decide to risk it all again, to win that special kiss, you know loves a gamble but winning would be such bliss

Would you go all in, or keep your fragile heart and decide just not today, safety is quite lonely, so you do you pass or play

THE KINKY POET 

The break of day

My heart was like a compass I was lost and all at Sea, but then you appeared my magnetic North, you become a guide for me

When the waves got choppy, when the Sea of life got rough, you were my Anchor, your heart was strong enough

When the Seas got really rough, I often struggled to find dry land, you were there to set my sails, you were there to lend a hand

When all wind had left my sails and I could go no more, you'd grab one of my lifes oars and help me row to shore

You help me set my bearings, you give me directions to the promised land, I know I could sail anywhere, when we're hand in hand

You are always with me, no matter where you are, for you are my magnetic North, you are my guiding star

So bring on lifes chaotic storms, I face them without fear, for you are my Compass, I'm never lost when you are near

So lead and I will follow, you can chart and mark the way, together we can sail my dreams, until the break of day

THE KINKY POET 

Famine or feast

Nighttime when I'm ravenous your bodies mine to eat, tied down legs spread wide, your pussy's such a treat

During the day all things change, I'm left starving and alone, the feeling of such emptiness, like a dog without a bone

My life is feast or famine, there's nothing in between, during the day I'm starving but at night you feed my dream

Daytime my heart is aching, like a stomach void of food, Nighttime I eat like a king, you're delicious, when you're nude

I guess there is a balance, from how things are from night and day, just like a feast or famine but in my dreams I'd rather stay

All day I am ravenous, you are the only menu on my mind, I can't wait to feast on you at night, your taste is the sweetest kind

I go from hunger to saited, I'm so happy when I'm full, it means I've had you in my dream and you've given me your all

Daytime I'm so hungry, but nighttime I'm a well fed sexual beast, the difference is like night and day, it's a famine or a feast

THE KINKY POET 

Bump and grind

In my dreams I watch you dance, deep inside my mind, watching you swaying slowly in a hypnotic bump and grind

Slowly moving to the beat, my eyes are transfixed on your curves, my heartbeats much faster, everytime I see you swerve

Your body moving slowly, you have such style and grace, I see the wonder in your curves, the beauty in your face

So sensual and sexy, your oozing seduction with your feet, pulling my desires closer, with every single beat

My hungers growing stronger, I'm ravenous for your skin, so let the perfect dream start, let the dance begin

You move so effortlessly, as you skip across my mind, showing me your beauty, as I watch you slowly bump and grind

THE KINKY POET 

Dance upon your skin

Spinning, twisting, turning, my words dance upon your skin, encapsulating every curve and their beauty held within

Each line in every stanza written as it was a touch, feeling all your body, my words they mean so much

Each word like the softest kiss, placed upon your lips, the sentences are my hands that caress your curvy hips

The word dances to your heartbeat, they follow it like a rhythmic drum, guiding them to your altar, so they can make you cum

Every single syllable falls from my hungry tongue, each Sipping from you, once my words are done

About the wetness of your sacred place, I could fill a poetry book, just about her beauty and how I'd love to take a look

Some of my words are loving, some are filled with sexual sin, all of them are sent to you, so they can dance upon your skin

THE KINKY POET