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 

Moving with the times

With one more click of the handcuffs you're secured and have nowhere to go, I turn to face out audience knowing it's time to start the show

The lights go down the people cheer, the over head camera captures every scene, it projects it onto a huge screen so every thing is seen

I run my hands across your body, I playfully pinch your tit's, I kiss you hard on your painted lips and along your neck then make my way down south

The camera tracks me constantly making sure our patrons see every move, i make sure I do everything slow and deliberate so I make sure I move real smooth

I have a small camera on my head it gives a first person view, it allows the people a up close and personal look as if they were having you

They see every inch of you, they see the wetness of you inside, they get a real close look of my solid manhood as I guide it in and start to ride

They get a personal upclose glimpse of us and what it's like to fuck, they see every inch of you, I know we have to move with the times in our show but I hate this high tech view

THE KINKY POET 

Word play

Ok I've got an idea let's play a naughty game online, it's having sex with only words if it works we can play it all the time

It's really quite easy I'll start by saying something like you have a gorgeous bum, then we progress in sentences between us until we finish when we cum

I'd describe our kisses perhaps say you're wearing my favourite red lace lingerie, you could say you've brought some kinky toys and you're in the mood to play

The aim is to be descriptive make it as real inside your head, whilst reading you can touch yourself as if we were both in the same bed

I'd describe you on your knees taking my manhood passed your painted lips, you'd describe me lapping up your juice and enjoying the little sips

After we'd gone through foreplay we'd write about how it would feel to fuck, I'd say how privileged I am to be with you and how I can't believe my luck

We continue passing kinky messages adding pictures could be fun, in our beds we'd play with ourselves until we both had cum

THE KINKY POET

Cock play

Get down on your knees my manhood requires a suck, take me passed your glossy painted lips as a warm up before we fuck

Take me deep into your throat let my full balls balance on your chin, I love the way you slowly run your tongue along my shaft as you take me in

I'm gonna to slowly face fuck you now i grab a handful of your hair, it makes sure I've got complete control it's to make sure I keep you there

You reach around and dig your sharp nails deep into my butt, you suck as I say degrading things like suck my cock you dirty little slut

I love to hear the sucking and I get off on the slurping sound, I really like it when you can't touch me because I've got your both hands bound

You seem to know exactly when I'm coming you seem to pick up your sucking pace, sometimes you swallow my seed right down sometimes you take it on your face

My favourite is when I get to cum all over your gorgous tit's, I love it when you push them close together to make sure my manhood fits

THE KINKY POET 

Sexual night of sin

I'm thinking about your pussy and how I'd really love a taste, how I'd lap up all your gorgous juices and not let a single drop of you go to waste

How my fingers would go deep inside of you and how my thumb would make circles on your clit, you'd get a complete pussy massage as I'd tenderly seduce your slit

I'd throw your legs over my shoulders I'd spread your pussy wide, my tongue would search out all of it as it probed about slowly deep inside

I'd take you to the edge of orgasm and stop to hear you moan and groan, I'd make sure I took some pictures to keep privately on my mobile phone

You'd have little bite marks up inside your gorgous thighs, something for you to look at when you remember all those moans and sexual sighs

Then I'd climb up your body and suck hard upon each tit, as you reach down to my throbbing manhood and guide me deep inside your slit

You would wrap your legs around me tight your claws digging deep into my skin, they would be my reminders of our sexual night of sin

THE KINKY POET