THE KINKY POET

The Rite

I'm still sitting on the gravestone, it's cold it's wet and damp, I'm freezing sitting here in my dress, my legs have got the cramp

The candles are burning low, the ritual has finished, the Ouija boards been done, still I'm sitting waiting, for the Devil, I hope that he will come

I'm here to be a sacrifice to give my pure soul away, I've done everything the book said to do, I hope he comes my way

Darkness is around me, the dead are all laying in the ground, there's nothing else but silence, I hear no single sound

Then I hear a footstep it sounds like a cloven hoof, I hope it is the Devil, but I'll need to see him to have proof

Then from behind a stone steps out a man in black, he has horns coming from his head, it's the person I was hoping for but now I'm filled with dread

He pushes me back onto the stone, without a word he forces open my legs real wide, I feel his breath between my thighs as his tongue goes deep inside

I feel his claws tear at my flesh, as his tongue does dark magic on my clit, orgasms come against my will, juices soak my slit

Then he stands before me his phallus feels big and strong, it fills me up so easily, to cum I don't take long

I find myself screaming, back arched I start to cum again, then he speaks for the first time, he whispers " Say my name"

I scream out Lucifer, the Lord of darkness to name a few, then he turns me on my front, I know what I must do

I go on all fours he enters from behind, then he starts to pound, he's fucking me so very hard, I feel it shake the ground

Faster then even faster, he screams out has he's done his deed, with one last thrust he explodes, I'm filled by his demon seed

Next I find myself awake cold on a gravestone all alone, exhausted I gather up my stuff  I make my way back home

He didn't take my soul that night but till this day I've not been juicier but nine months after that fateful night, I gave birth to my Lucifer

So now the Devils son is my child, I still love him with all my might and it all happened that Halloween night, when I did the Rite

THE KINKY POET 

Never got to play

Take pictures of me stripping, yes use your mobile phone, then dirty sleazy photos, to look at on your own

A constant reminder I'm your girl, get the camera up in close, take pictures of me doing kinky things, the others girls find gross

I'll spread my legs and stretch my ass, you'll have pics of every hole, to show you where your cock has been, truly is my goal

Pictures of me with toys, let me hear your phone go click, I'll pull my pussy's lips apart, but promise you won't lick

Today is about just photos, I want to be a sexy, saucy tease, tomorrow I'll be your playground and do anything you please

Take a pic of me on my knees, as if I'm about to give your cock as suck, I'll hold it for the pictures but then you're out of luck

Tie me up then pin me down, get a pic whilst I'm on all fours, I'll go put on kinky outfits, from a sexy nun to a sleazy whore

Let's fill up your phones memory card of sexy reminders of this day, where you got to see it all but never got to play

THE KINKY POET 

Wolfman and your scent

The full moon rises in the sky, the Wolfman begins to howl, he starts to look for a victim, tonight he's on the prowl

Has he howls he sniffs the air, he can smell you scent is there, he knows your out there somewhere but he's got to work out where

He starts to bound through the night, he wants to rip your skin, tear out your pretty throat and eat all that's held within

He still cannot see you yet, by your scent you're far away, he begins to pick up pace, he wants you for his prey

In and out the lanes he runs, He's hunting high and low, he knows you won't escape his clutches, no matter where you go

Your scent is getting stronger, you're getting closer by the bound, he can plainly see you now, he can hear your heartbeat pound

Soon he is upon you, there was no escape, he was hell bent, your fate was sealed the moment, the Wolfman got your scent

THE KINKY POET 

Watching in the dark

You are in the throws of passion, your eating from the midnight Rose, you can't see around you, you have her pussy on your nose

But hiding behind a gravestone there's someone over there, watching you eat her pussy out, you are both so unaware

His beady eyes piercing the dark, he has the perfect view, he's deciding whether to watch or attack, he don't know what to do

It's been a while since he has fed, he can hear blood running through your veins but he quite likes watching you with her, so the dilemma still remains

He can hear her moaning, she's grinding on your mouth, you're eating like a starving man, your face buried deep down South

The Vampire gets a stirring, he knows its been ages since he drank but he is getting turned on by you both, so he begins to wank

Soon like her he's cumming, it will soon be time to make his kill, he almost feels guilty has they've given him this thrill

He decides to let them live tonight, how close to death they've came they will never know, just because they turned him on with their graveyard show

He moves off in search of blood, he leaves them locked in their passions spark, they would be more careful, if they knew who was watching in the dark

THE KINKY POET 

Midnight Rose

Lurking around the graveyard is quite creepy, it's more scary after dark, but I get quite turned on by fear, my passions start to spark

We go through the gate hand in hand, we hear the old gates whine, it goes right through our bodies, well at least it went through mine

We lean up against a mausoleum, the wall is made of a Marbled stone, I glance over my shoulder, to check we're on our own

We start off by kissing slowly, my hands hunt around your curves, the icy wind whistles through the trees, rattling every nerve

But lust overrides our fear, you spread yourself real wide, my hand slides up your skirt and my fingers go inside

Finger fucking as we kiss, your heart is pounding really fast, I pull you closer into me, with a finger in your ass

Fingers stuck in both your holes my tongue deep inside your mouth, I feel you stroke my manhood as you move your hands down south

Soon my trousers are around my knees, you stroke up and down my cock, far away We hear a bell, it must be Twelve o'clock

I pull you to a gravestone, you lay on my coat, your wetness shines under the bewitching moon, I slide myself between your thighs, it's time to fuck you soon

But you are still weary, it's dark and haunted, hell everybody knows, but me I just want to get inside your thighs and kiss your Midnight Rose

THE KINKY POET 

Night Owl

Night Owl laying in the dark, reading erotic poems on her phone, getting increasingly turned on but she is on her own

One hand on her mobile phone the other slides between her thighs, she can feel her wetness, to her it's no surprise

The poets words do their job, they always make her wet, but this one is just about her, it's his hottest poem yet

As she reads his words her finger do their sexy work, they dance along her pussy's lips, they give her clit a jerk

It's hard to read his poetry when your body writhes in ecstasy, your imagining he's their with you, you start yo beg and plea

Now you are at the point where a few fingers just won't do, you have to put your phone down, you know what you must do

You reach into your special draw, you bring out your favourite toy, soon he is humming, you call him your poet boy

You run him around your hungry lips then push him deep inside, thrusting him back and forth, your toy you start to ride

Head thrown back into your pillow, orgasm courses through your veins, deep pulsating pleasure send endorphins to your brain

Time and time again you cum, you've soaked your Satin sheet, exhausted and saited your poets job's complete

Your wipe him clean and get washed up, new sheets go on the bed, you close your eyes and try to sleep, with me inside your head

THE KINKY POET 

Neck kisses

Kisses running gently on your neck, they work their way around to your nape, I wrap myself around, I'm like your sexual cape

My hands run across you, they're are searching all your curves, fingers dancing on your skin, awaken all your nerves

I find my way past your tits, I'm at your inner thigh, you open your legs slightly and let out a sensual sigh

My fingers find your pretty Rose, your wetness makes me smile, I gently part your petals, then stroke your bud the longest while

I continue to kiss your neck whilst spooned up from behind, you reach your hand behind, hardness is what you find

You guide me to your hungry Rose, I slide myself inside, slowly I push as you push back,
We let our passions ride

Hand on your pussy my thumb beats against your soaking clit, you grinding back onto my shaft, I begin pounding on your slit

You cum hard and fast, I explode, though it was against my wishes, but you body has taken over me, all started by neck kisses

THE KINKY POET 

Happy swinger

Welcome to the party, go grab a glass of lovely wine, there's no need to rush yourselves, simply take your time

There's many different couples, I hope One or Two will click, then you can decide on where it goes, whatever is your kink

You can split and have separate rooms, or you might prefer to play together, there are no rules in here, you can do whatever

Each room has Two large beds so you can play whilst side by side, there's a couch there for viewing, if that's what you decide

So go a head and mingle, see if some people want play, you're free to share as many as you like, but there's one thing I must say

You must respect your playmates, respect the word of "NO", If they want to stop and leave, you must let them go

I hope you all have a good night, go make memories that linger, go fulfil the need you have, go be a happy swinger

THE KINKY POET 

 

 

Demons

Why do they come out in quiet times, like when I'm on my own, trying to get to sleep at night or when I'm writing on my phone

Gnawing deep inside my head, they make me curse my life, why can't we all be friends, instead having all this strife

I try to make peace with them, beg for some peace of mind, ask them to leave me, if they'd be so kind

But they know all the buttons, the know how to cause me pain, it doesn't seem they're happy, until my tears just fall like rain

I never know when they will appear one moment I am fine, next there's a huge black cloud, for the longest time

Demons who live inside my head, why can't we just be friends, it's time we made peace together, I hope my nightmare ends

Please let us make a pact, just let this broken poet free, let's be friends and settle this and please come down for Tea

THE KINKY POET

I've written over One Thousand poems on my main poetry page I wanted to share the first Three I posted. I hope you enjoy them

 

Shower voyeur.

I'm hiding in the cupboard, she thinks she's all alone, I cant wait to hear the water run, I want to see the foam

Through the gap in the door, I watch her peel off her sexy gear, her body is so beautiful and she doesn't know I'm here.

The water runs all down over her, her curves are nice a wet, she reaches to her soft white sponge, but theres no bubbles yet.

She puts the gel on the sponge, she gives it a little squeeze, she starts to soap herself all over, slowly girl, dont rush my sexy tease.

As the sponge brushes her tits, she gives a little groan, I see her nipples start to stand, as i quietly get my phone.

As i film her washing, it suddenly becomes quite clear, i might see more than i expected, if I'm quiet here.

She drops the sponge on the floor and starts to stroke her tits, pulling at her nipples hard, she twists them quite a bit.

I cant believe my luck, to the gods I thank, I was expecting to watch her shower, now I hope to see her wank.

Her hands start to drop, down her stomach they just slide, right down to her pussy, where her legs are opened wide.

I watch her pull at her lips, she seems to like the pain, next time I see my friend, I wont view her quite the same.

I didn't know that she liked it rough, a surprise that made me smile, but all the time I couldn't take my eyes off her not even off a while

She reached up to the shower head and put the force on full, I watched as it shot up her, I could see it all.

She worked her clit with her fingers whilst the water rushed inside, the pussy was now soaking wet, as her fingers began to glide.

I had the perfect view as she began to fuck herself, her fingers pushed in nice and deep as she leant against a shelf.

Reaching to the top shelf a rubber cock she finds, she gets it nice a soapy, then it goes in her behind.

Pushed right up in her arse, the sight has blown my mind, she looks like such an innocent and not the kinky kind.

Deeper, harder, faster, I watched that cock get thrust, she was nearly coming and I was fit to burst.

Her moaning got louder, she gave out a little scream and looked straight at the door, she said "did you like the show, or do I want some more".

I held my breath, holy fuck, she knew that i was there, still she wanked herself in front of me and didn't really care.

I pushed the door open, she smiled then led me to her bed, we kissed for a little while then she gave me head.

Her lips around my manhood, it's a long time dream I've had, doing dirty things with her, even though I know that's bad.

I laid her down and licked her cunt, her juice it tasted great, I've wanted her forever even though shes been my mate.

My tongue goes deep inside of her, I shove a finger in her arse, now I know she's kinky, I wont take the time to ask.

Her claws go deep into my back, she grinds herself on me, my tongue is running everywhere, "Spank me" I hear a quiet plea

I pull her across my lap, her arse is pushed up nice and high, she's ready to accept punishment no matter what I try.

My hand is really coming down, her cheeks have mark's and then begins to welt, I wish I had a paddle or a old style leather belt.

I can see her pussy glistening as she cums again once more, I see her juices running, theres a small puddle on the floor.

She tells me to "lay back", as on my cock she climbs, she says " it's time to ride you hard, to show that you're mine"

She tells me from this day on she's my Mistress and I'm her toy, to fuck or tease when she wants, I am her little boy.

Hiding in the cupboard I watched you have a wank, all the time you knew it, so for the show, I'd like to thank.

Now I'm laying in my bed, crippled, it's dark and I'm alone, I look at your pictures and let out a little moan.

Because I've never seen you shower and you've never given head, because I'm broke and its a poem, made up in my bed.

Ron

Cinema

In the the darkened cinema, we are in the back row of the house, the lights go down its silent, people as quiet as a mouse.

My coat is drapped across you, I pull up your quite short skirt, you I want to finger you, so start to tease and flirt.

There's people sitting in our row, but they are quite a bit away, so as long as we're careful, we are good to play.

We start to kiss and cuddle, my hand goes up your top, I slide my fingers in your bra, you dont tell me to stop.

I'm pulling at your nipples, the go so hard so quick, I tweek them between my fingers, with my thumb I give a flick.

I can feel you squirming, there's people all around, you look at me and simply smile but you never make a sound.

You slide your hand under the coat you quickly find my dick, you pull the skin back gently and the head you give a flick.

You look up for a moment, no ones watching you, slowly you slide down, you know what you must do.

You take my cock inside your mouth, you start to gently suck, you're blowing me in public, I cant believe my luck.

I rest a hand upon your head, as you rise and fall, I hear you slightly gagging as you try to take it all.

Deep throat at the cinema, you've fulfilled a life long dream, to have you is my fantasy, to fuck and not be seen.

Stopping you lift up, I watch you spread your legs real wide, you suck upon my fingers and guide them deep inside.

Your pussy feels like heaven, your soft and gentle skin, I stroke across your cliterus, then you let me in.

At first it is one finger, then it's two and three, I feel your pussy clamping, its saying that will do for me.

Slowly I push them in, then gently draw them out, I feel your juices running, like a sexy water spout.

Your breathing gets heavy, you push your face in to my chest, I can hear you gently moaning, you whisper " Your the best".

My fingers dance inside you, your cunt is soaked to touch, I love to make you cum real hard, I seem to have the touch.

She pulls my fingers out of her and says she needs the loo, I look at her puzzled until she says " and you are coming too"

She runs into the ladies, whilst stand guard outside, there's no one there, she pulls me into a cubicle inside.

We are kissing hard and fast my impatience grows real thin, I spin her round and bend her I ram my cock right in.

Shes pushes back real hard, fuck so hard that night, she likes it when I take her rough, though she always tries to fight.

But i have got her pinned down, I've got her by the hair, she starts to moan quite loudly, but by now I dont really care.

Ramming my dick in her, I start to pick up pace, I feel myself coming so I remove my cock with haste

She turn around goes to her knees, her mouth she opens wide, I lay my cock on her tongue and shoot my load inside.

She runs her tongue around her lips, she picks up every drop, she smiles as she swallows, and that's how my dream must stop.

Again this is a fantasy, in which you are the star, maybe the next one might be in the woods or take place in a car.

Ron

Car sex

I slide in right beside you, my wheelchairs in the back, we are off on an adventure, there is no turning back.

I smile at you as you start to drive, steadily we pull away, my god you look so beautiful on this Sunny day.

My eyes move across you, so sexy dressed in Black, a cute tight top, a nice short skirt, and stockings made to match.

You take my hand and place it, its sits upon your leg, in my mind I'm screaming, "let me in" I beg.

Slowly you adjust your seat there's a gap between your thighs, I glance down theres no undies, I cant believe my eyes.

You catch me looking at you, you simply start to say, "Do want to touch my pussy?" "Do want to come and play"

Slowly you take my hand, you push it down your crutch, I feel the edge of heavens gate, I'm desperate for a touch.

Slowly I push back your lips, my fingers stroke your clit, I see you start to drift off, if only for a bit.

The car had a wobble, but you soon pulled it straight, "just play with my outer lips" we dont want to tempt fate.

So I slowed down my eagerness, I stroked you has you drove, I could feel you getting wet, has you pulled into a cove.

You undone your seatbelt, you climbed upon seat, you placed your lips onto me, the taste it was so sweet.

You pulled off you little top, there was a bra of lace, I reached around, the clip went ping, your tits were in my face.

I sucked against your nipples, they hardened to my lick, my tongue danced around them, it really did the trick.

Pulling at your lovely tits, with my finger and thumb your nipples i had grasped, I pulled at them with a twist, all you did was gasped

My hands pulled you closer, we hugged, and kissed some more, you took off the skin tight skirt, so I could see much more.

My hands ran up your stockings, they glided up your thigh, you spread your legs slowly, you let out a little sigh.

My fingers found your garden, your gate opened with such ease, your body was there for me to take, to do with what I please.

I made circles on your clit, the juice began to run, you whispered "Go in harder, I want to have some fun".

I fucked you with my fingers, I pushed them in so deep, each thrust made you moan and groan as your pussy began to seep.

I felt your body start to shake, your orgasm was nearly here, you layed my seat almost flat, your intention were quite clear.

Somehow you climbed upon my face, my tongue, slid in your cunt, you started to ride me, like a lady of the hunt.

Grinding down upon my face, your juice it tasted great, I love the to lick and suck your clit, our friendship must be fate.

You burst deep inside my mouth, your juice slides down my face, i feel that you are quivering, as my heart beats out a manic pace.

You get off and dress yourself, I'm watching as you move, you are so very beautiful, there's nothing I could improve

I clean my face from your juice, we hug and chat some more, now it's time for heading home, the dream has gone once more.

So I awake all alone, not in your car but bed, we never made love in a cove, it was all inside my head.

Ron