THE KINKY POET

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 

On the way passed your window

Walking passed your open window i heard a distinct but muffled hum, the curiosity got the better of me so I thought a quick peek inside would be some harmless fun

I checked there was no one near and then took a look inside, my eyes nearly fell out my head you were on your bed naked with your legs spread opened wide

You had your eyes closed and your head tossed back then I saw what had made that muffled hum, you were playing with a vibrator and had a butt plug in your bum

I couldn't take my eyes of you I'd never seen anything like this thing before, you always came across has a good Catholic girl but it seems you're quite the kinky whore

I watched you grind that toy in deeper i listened to you moan and groan, i knew watching was a terrible sin but I still took pictures on my mobile phone

My cock was solid as a rock i couldn't help but give it a little stroke, soon I was keeping time with you I pulled at every thrust and poke

I came quite quickly i shot my load all over your concrete patio floor, then I pulled up my clothes and ran to the shops to get exactly what I'd gone out for

THE KINKY POET 

Quell the fire

The wild fires of my desire are really burning bright, I've got to come to see you and have my kinky way with you tonight

Tonight I'm going to be the one in charge, you'll do everything I say, I'm gonna call all the shots and choose the games we play

You will wear the outfit of my choosing, I quite fancy you as a sleazy nun, a short habit and a bible I guess that could be fun

Get out the toy box, you know the one that's underneath your bed but before we  start to play I'll require you to give me head

Your body will be my playground I might use hot wax and some ice, I know you like both of these you say they feel so nice

I might tie you down or put you across my knee and give your ass a spank or get you to play with yourself whilst I have a wank

God what time will you be in I've got to quell this fire, I'm on my way to yours now you're the only one that i desire

THE KINKY POET

What makes you tick

Tell me all your naughty thoughts i want to know what makes you tick, I'm desperate to know exactly in which of your holes you'd love to take my dick

Do you like to be tied down tight do you enjoy a little bit of pain, do you like to be taken rough and hard, tell me what's going on inside your brain

Do you like to get dressed up, do you like sexy lingerie, do you enjoy saucy role play games, is there anything in particular you would choose to play

What about being kidnapped you know taken against your will, locked up as a kinky sexual slave until I've had my extensive sexual fill

Perhaps you like more than one partner I'm up for watching a little girl on girl, if you'd like me to join you both I'd more than be willing to give a sexy threesome a little kinky whirl

I hope you feel brave enough to tell me all you've got to share, I want to know you intimately so please open up yourself and let me prove I care

So tell me babygirl what makes you tick what excites you later at night, so I can learn what turns you on and make sure I do things for you right

THE KINKY POET