THE KINKY POET

The big Oak tree

Tied to a great big Oak tree we're alone deep inside the wood, miles away from anyone which for what's install is good

No one within the woods there's no one to hear me scream, naked and feeling vulnerable it's like I'm living the perfect dream

I feel your hands run over me your fingers run between my thighs, I'm now wet and aching awaiting my moans and wanton sighs

Pushed hard against the tree, my skins being scrapped along the bark, the roughness causes gorgeous pain, it ignites my kinky spark

You start to pinch my nipples as you enter me from behind, you pound into me so roughly I adore this nasty kind

You own my body on this night you do with me as you please, I'm here to be at your service I'm your slave amongst the trees

Rough sex in the woods I love everything you do to me, I love being at your mercy when you've got me tied tight to the big Oak tree

THE KINKY POET 

Ownership

With my eyes fixed upon the floor I'm your dutiful bedroom slave, there waiting patiently to fulfil anything you might need or crave

I'm kept just to please you, to give you everything you might desire, I will do anything to ignite your kinky fire

I'm used at your discretion you can even loan me to your mates, sent to bring them sexual satisfaction you called it my special playtime dates

I go without question I do exactly as I'm always told, sometimes I wish I could refuse but that would be to bold

Your friends don't even know my name I'm just used and cast aside, I wish you would keep me for yourself I hate being a loaned out ride

Yes I'm owned by you but I wish I shared a piece of your caring heart, so you'd keep me as your own and for yourself and we'd never be apart

When I'm not needed and laying in my bed I say a quiet prayer to the lord above, please God change this kinky ownership and turn it into love

THE KINKY POET 

It's fathers day here in England this was the piece I wrote to be read out at his funeral. Happy fathers day to you all. Cherish both parents you never know how long they will be here for

POEM FOR MY DAD
By R Summers

Heaven has an Angel, they've taken in our Dad. There's one more star to see at night, that just leaves us sad.

No more stories shall he tell of mad and crazy things. Gone will be his laughter and the happiness it brings.

No more sitting by the waters edge waiting for a bite, you swapped you're Rod forg Angels wings ans now you've taken flight.

You taught us so many things, we think of you and cry, but you never told us what to do, once you said goodbye.

A Father, Granddad, Legend some names that you have had, but we will love you always. Simply known as Dad.

REST IN PEACE DAD xx

Welts across my bum

The candle lights are shimmering in the dungeon I sit and wait, the silence seems encroaching as I'm quietly listening for my date

Finally I hear footsteps they pause outside the dungeon door, I begin to get excited knowing what I've come here for

She slips the blindfold on me, the handcuffs are clamped down tight, stripped naked and  hanging high, I'm ready for my painful play tonight

The first strike shocks me a bit, I let out a moan then sigh, behind the blindfold a tear falls but no one will ever see me cry

The flogger bites into my skin, I adore the mixture of both pleasure and the pain, I tingle with excitement as the flogger bites me once  again

Then I feel my cheeks shudder as a paddles now in full swing, it lands on me with such a force, I'm rattled by its delicious sting

Bruised scrapped and stinging, that was such a night of fun, I'll be sitting down real carefully with these welts across my bum

THE KINKY POET 

Get your freak on

It's time to get our freak on now our weeks work is done, let's get all the toys out and have some kinky fun

Let's turn off our mobiles let's unplug the household phone, let's just play together now we're finisged abd on our own

You go run the bathtub I'll go open a chilled bottle of your favourite wine, let's light some candles it must be chilling time

Let me wash you slowly let my hands caress your gorgeous curves, let me treat you like a Goddess, it's no more than you deserve

Pick your favourite lingerie I hope you pick red lace, you know it is my favourite colour, it puts a smile across my face

Open up the kinky toy box, pick all the toys you want to use, I'm happy to use anything so I'll leave it up to you to choose

So now we are both ready let's get our freak right on, I love it when we're kinky you my Queen and me your poet Ron

THE KINKY POET 

Special treat

Today is your birthday as a special treat you get to choose, we can do anything you want and I promise I won't refuse

We can go out and do the public thing, I know you love to play outside, or we can jump into the camper van and go out for a ride

I'll tie you up or you can do the same thing I'm your plaything for the day, have a think and then decide, all you have to do is say

Have you been carrying a naughty thought is there something you've never done, don't be shy just spit it out, today's your day for fun

Bring your friend or have all to yourself I'll just watch and take a kinky pic, or I'll take you both by force, today you own my dick

Hot wax or nipple clamps your can beat me hard and fast, show me what it's like to receive the pain, let's see how long my pain threshold will last

So make good use of your birthday gift because once this day is done, I will go  back to being in charge, I'll be back to number one

THE KINKY POET 

I'm his

Pinned down by his body weight there's no way I can fight, he has me where he wants me, I'm now his sex toy for the night

Legs forced wide apart he's forced himself between my thighs, so angry with desires i can see it plainly in his eyes

Rough hands scrape my skin, my nipples harden to his touch, the roughness of his skin touching me seemed to turn me on so much

His stubble grazes my soft cheeks, our tongues are entangled in an exotic dance, his passions overwhelming he puts me in an erotic trance

When his manhood enters me, my juices start to flow, I try to match his rise and fall, which started off steady and real slow

Soon I'm lost in sexual ecstasy he has ignited all my lusts desires, soon I'm being scorched by our wild exotic fires

I've given myself completely tonight I belong a slave to his every whim, he does anything he wants to me, tonight I'm owned by him

THE KINKY POET 

And action 🎬

Let's get the camcorder out let's make our own dirty porno flick, let's film us fucking or you sucking on my dick

We can write a rough script doing all the things that turn us on, then we can watch back once your mum and dad have gone

The thought of playing in their house really sounds like fun, it would make a kinky reminder once this house sitting stay is done

I know we can't fuck in their bed but there's so many rooms in which to play, we can do it everywhere else it's down to you to say

I know you've brought some sexy lingerie i see you packing your red lace, I even saw that naughty smirk you had showing on your gorgeous face

I'll be the director though we've not got your favourite kinky toy, I'm sure we can find other things to use, put trust in this naughty boy

We've got a tripod I'll get a pen let's write our naughty play, we can use our time alone though it might take most of the day

THE KINKY POET 

So very proud

Bright red lipstick painted to perfection on her soft plump lips, make up and hair done, dress clings tightly to her hips

She's wearing her favourite underwear she feels sexy in this lingerie, she glances in the mirror now she's ready for the day

The door clicks closed behind her she steps out into the street, the seams on her stockings are straight her Louboutins on her feet

She oozes confidence men always pass with a wishful glance, she can see the hunger in their eyes, if they only had the wildest chance

She always gets a seat even when it's packed on the morning train, her short skirt shows her stocking tops, she sits with his poems running in her brain

Remembering his naughty thoughts, getting turned on by every line, she can feel herself getting damper the more she thinks about his sexy rhyme

From a mouse to a Tiger from a squeak to a roar so loud, the transformation has been amazing and she feels so very proud

THE KINKY POET 

Licking

Let me move in closer I'm so desperate for a taste, let me lap your juices, let's not let a drop just go to waste

Let me make the drip, drip onto a full on sexual gush, I will lick and suck to make you cum there's no reason for us to rush

I adore worshipping your pussy, I love it hovering just above my nose, I love to see the pinkness of the shinny petals of your Rose

Each lick tastes of heaven, I love to suck on your swollen clit, it's my favourite place to be settled underneath your slit

Drown me in your precious juice, get me love drunk on your wine, you taste of the nectar of the gods, you truly taste devine

I can't lick you fast enough your juices are running down my chin, I try my best to lap up all of you to waste it is a single drop seems like a sin

So grind your pussy into my face, ride my tongue hard and fast, pleasure yourself on me, I don't care how long it lasts

THE KINKY POET