THE KINKY POET

What the fuck is this

It started off when she read that book Fifty Shades Of Grey she said it put her in a funny mood, now I'm hanging off a hook and I'm cold and in the nude

She said she ordered some stuff online it was supposed to add a little spice, now I'm looking down at a table full of instruments and none of them look very nice

There's a riding crop a old style cane a paddle looking thing, there's even a cat and nine tails whip I bet that would leave a mark and sting

There's a big red ball thing that looks like it goes round your head, I wished I'd said I had a headache and simply crept off to my comfy bed

There's a funny looking chrome thing in fact there's a few of different sizes, I have a feeling I'm not going to enjoy tonight it looks like it could contain some pain filled surprises

The Chrome things look really weird and  why the fuck are they next to a tube of KY Jelly, oh my God I'm getting quite scared I got a fluttering in my belly

The only good thing is her outfit she looks so kinky in lingerie and that leather mask, my brains going crazy with a million kinky questions but I'm too afraid to ask

THE KINKY POET 

At my kitchen sink

I was standing by the kitchen sink when I felt you moving close behind, I felt your arms wrap around me but it was not the loving kind

You were quite Forceful you pushed your hand straight up my skirt, you hissed I deserve all I get for wearing a sexy flimsy skirt you called me a dirty sleazy flirt

You roughly pulled aside my panties I heard the soft red lace tear, you pulled them free from under me leaving my shaven pussy bare

The excitement rushed through my body I felt my pussy getting wet, you pushed your fingers in me hard but you was in no way finished yet

Then you spun me around real quick and sat my up on the kitchen side, you forced my skirt up my legs then spread them really wide

Your tongue rushed inside my mouth as I felt your manhood stroke against my clit, I moved myself forward offering you my juice soaked slit

You rammed yourself inside me, within moments I was on my sexual brink, who knew I'd be taken by force that day when I started cleaning at my kitchen sink

THE KINKY POET 

2024 is almost over, so RESPECTFULLY confess something you've wanted to tell me. It will be between us.

~Put this as your status and see who surprises you.~ Hoping I don't regret doing this." 

Such bliss

I watched you slowly take your clothes off then you climbed into my bed, you instantly went under the covers and began to give me head

My God you were fantastic you had brilliant technique and the power of your suck, I had to stop you before I shot my load way before we got to fuck

I rolled you onto your back I moved myself between your thighs, I slide down to your pussy as you whimpered out some soft and gentle sighs

I placed your legs across my shoulders your wetness was now in view, i wanted to give you as much pleasure as you had given me so I slowly went down on you

Soon your juices were flowing I tried my best to lap up every drop, I could feel your body start quivering the you begged me not to stop

My tongue danced on your cliterus you began to grind your pussy deep into my face, that was my hint to eat you hard so I began to eat you with some pace

After orgasm after orgasm came you pulled me up and we began to kiss, you reached down and guided me slowly inside you, I've never felt such bliss

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas morning

It's Christmas morning i searched under the Christmas tree but you were nowhere to be found, so I thought it might be a festive game of hide n seek so I began to look around

You weren't in the living room so the kitchen was my next choice, I stood silently for a while hoping that I might get to hear your voice

I peeped into the wardrobes I moved the clothes right out the way, I knew you weren't in Narnia the wardrobe backs were solid and definitely built to stay

Not in where I hang my coat your weren't in the coat closet by the outside door, it's been nearly an hour already but still I rack my brain for more

Finally I'm at the bathroom you must be hiding in the shower, I pulled back the curtain laughing thinking to myself you've been waiting in for an hour

No it was empty it seems Santa didn't bring me my Christmas wish, I wasted time writing letters and buying Mistletoe hoping for a kiss

So I wandered back to my empty bed alone at Christmas sad and not been kissed, I guess Santa decided I wasn't getting you and left me on his naughty list

THE KINKY POET

That dance

I sat quietly beer in hand as this vision began to dance, she moved with a elegant grace she had me mesmerised in some hypnotic trance

Though the dance floor was busy others seemed to give her room, in a moment our eyes met and I felt my already racing heart go boom

I never go on to the floor I have no rhythm I just like to see, I realised she was beckoning to someone and my God she was beckoning to me

I don't know what came over me I stood up and put my beer down on the table, I walked slowly towards trying to look as cool as I was able

The crowds parted like the red sea soon we were face to face, she smelled so incredible and was wearing a dress of sheer black lace

She smiled at me sweetly she pulled me in close we began to sway, I cannot say what happened to me next I don't know even to this day

She led my around the dance floor I managed to move in perfect time, I don't know who controlled my legs I swear they wasn't mine

It may of been only a few moments the short time we shared that dance, I've returned to the club so many times desperately hoping to see her and get another chance

THE KINKY POET 

May I wish all.the kinksters a awesome Christmas day. Love and light T.K.P xx

A Christmas kiss

Meet me under the Mistletoe so I can steal a Christmas kiss, let me taste your Cherry chapstick i bet it will be such bliss

I will get to hold you in my arms, caress your body tight, until you have to leave with him and I'll be alone on Christmas night

But in the time we share that kiss such passion we both will share, kissing like we're all alone and it is just us pair

But I know there's people looking and I know we have to quickly part but when I see you leave with him it really breaks my heart

Knowing you belong to another man eats at my heart and soul, to steal you and make you my very own is my one true aim my goal

Until then we share a few stolen moments messages sent with just our eyes, sometimes you'd find a way to show me a glimpse of your gorgous thighs

I try to keep my distance and just write about how we feel in rhyme but secretly I'm always praying that one day you'll just be mine

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas kisses

Ok baby Christmas is coming it's time to trim the tree, I hope to find you underneath the tree in soft red lace as a special gift from you to me

Oh you drapped in sexy lingerie especially if it's coloured a festive red, my God now I can't get the thought of you in lingerie from running wild inside my head

I'd unwraps you so carefully I'd make sure I undressed you so very slow, so I could admire every gorgous inch of you has I enjoy every part that comes on show

I'd kiss every naked inch of you they'd be no need for Mistletoe, I'd put my lips on every part of you from your head to every toe

My hands would map your body then I'd lead you to our bed, I'd gently lay you down and make sure you had a comfy pillow for you to rest your head

I'd then nestle between your legs and slowly nibble up your thighs, my tongue would lap your throbing clit so I could listen to your moans and sighs

Oh what a Christmas gift you'd be, you're always the first of my Christmas wishes, if on Christmas morning I woke and you were there I'd just smother you in Christnas kisses

THE KINKY POET 

Santa's list

Have you been a good girl, are you on the good or naughty list, you know he always checks it twice so all your deeds they won't get missed

From when you help other people out right through your busy working day, he even sees your naughtiness when you're alone having some relaxing kinky play

He my be old Saint Nick but he still enjoys seeing some kinky fun, he loves to see your body quivering and to hear you moan just as you're about to cum

He gets off on watching you play, he loves to watch you pleasuring yourself, if he's busy reading other people's letters you'll get fimed by a kinky pervy Elf

He loves to bring you kinky presents he hides them underneath your Christmas tree, he says they are for you but I swear their bought for him and me

Because even though they please you, even though they're made to make you cum, me and Santa get pleasured too, watching really can be fun

So please be a good girl me and Santa want you on the good girl list, then we can bring you some special Christmas presents made with a kinky twist

THE KINKY POET 

Getting my way

Ok enough of the soft and gentle romance I've really had quite enough, just take really hard and very fast you know that i really like rough

Grab a handful of my hair, push me down onto the living room floor, call me some really degrading names I want to be treated like a common whore

I want to be your plaything, my bodies yours to do with what you like, every hole is yours tonight I want you to just ride me as if I was your bike

I need you to bite me I want to see bruises colour up my skin, you'll see the blood dripping off you from my painted nails once I dig them in

Give me some kinky sexual pain, I want to feel some hot wax that's been cooled hard by some ice, I love to pick it off my skin it really feels so nice

I know I'm going to get my way I can see it plainly on your face, I have a trick that simply never fails I just go to my lingerie draw and slip into some soft red lace

I know you can't resist it I know in it I'm guaranteed to get my kinky way, the moment you see me dressed up in it you instantly want to play

THE KINKY POET