THE KINKY POET

Legs spread wide

Wrists connected to the leg spreader, on your knees you're opened wide, I'm kneeling down behind you, I take a peak inside

Your pussy's wet and glistening, I can see it's pretty Pink, I put my mouth tight up to it and take a little drink

I grab the rail in front of me, I pull you towards me nice and tight, I will do as I please, you're helpless here tonight

Do I slide my cock into your Pink or do I fuck your other hole, maybe I'll do them both tonight, yes a double is my goal

I stand up and pull the rail, I drag you to the edge of a big old bed, making sure you're comfortable, I place a pillow underneath your head

I run my shaft along your pussy, the tip just spreads your lips, I push myself in gently and take you by the hips

Slowly i begin to thrust, I reach through to grab your tits, I start to push in deeper, you sigh and moan a bit

Nipples harden to my touch, your first orgasm starts to cum, I pound you a little harder, whilst with each stroke I spank your bum

Pain mixed with pleasure, you're my playground here tonight, I spit down on your ass hole, it feels so very tight

Slowly I stretch you, I get Two fingers in, I here you beg for more, you beg me to fuck your ass, you tell me you're Daddy's brdroom whore

I pull out your pussy, put the tip into your hungry ass, you push back to take me, like a flag slides up a mast

The moment that I slide right in, you shudder and start to cum, if there's a place to guarantee a orgasm, it surely is your bum

Slow deep penatration, my balls crash into you everytime I thrust, you are relaxed and loving it, its been built on years of trust

I ask you a simple question do you want to have my cream or wear it, you tell me do what I want, just finger fuck your needy slit

Three fingers go in deep my thumb strokes out a frantic beat, I know that you are cumming again, you wrinkle up your feet

Both holes get a pounding, I feel your pussy start to blow, I am close to cumming, I pushing deep and slow

We time it so perfectly, we've mastered when to cum, I collapse my body on you, when both our deeds are done

I pull out and go on my knees, both your holes have been stretched real wide, I can see the juices flowing out both holes, as I peak inside

I leave you locked down for a while, your saited you simply close your eyes, you are my favourite playground when your legs are spread real wide

THE KINKY POET 

She loves me she loves me not

Sitting in a Daisy meadow, the Sunshine on my face, the smell of flowers all around, I love this quiet place

Sitting listening to mother Earth go about her day, birds chirping in trees, watching Squirrels has they play

My mind wanders with the wispy clouds, I begin to sigh, I can see my one true love, in my own minds eye

Her beauty like a work of art, her eyes, her mouth, her nose, everything is perfect, I just wonder if she knows

The body of a Goddess, skin more radiant than the Sun, when the God's made this beauty, they knew their work was done

Flawless in my eyes, perfect in every single way, I adore my dream girl, if only she would come and stay

She must feel the ache I have, sitting deep inside my heart, it happens every morning, when we have to part

So I'm sitting in the Daisy meadow, alone with the memories that I've got, pulling off Daisy petals, playing SHE LOVES ME, LOVES ME NOT

THE KINKY POET 

Sand between my toes

Sand squashes between my toes, the Sea rushes to the shore, we are walking hand in hand, no man could ask for more

The warm breeze on our skin, the Sun high in a cloudless sky, I try to think of a better place, but I can't, no matter how I try

Me you on a golden beach, no-one else is in our view, Two lovers lost in a dreamland, here there's only me and you

I have to keep glancing at you, I'm so proud that you are mine, a endless beach and perfect weather, this truly is devine

You catch me looking, you stop, pull me in close and smile, we share a tender moment, we're kissing for a while

Your skin is warm and Sun kissed, your hair blowing in the breeze, we can hear the birds of paradise, singing in the trees

Then I see your look change, there is no smile, it's that time again once more, you kiss me that special kiss, the one I've had before

The kiss that say good bye my love, until again we find the sand, I feel you slowly disappear, melted from my hand

Gone again I awake in bed, where the night goes only heaven's knows, I'm alone a broken poet, no more sand between my toes

THE KINKY POET 

Write poems on your phone

The Sun dips below the horizon, the moon comes out to play, it's now the ending of another, sad and lonely day

But at night that all changes, you climb from inside my head, you slide yourself right next to me, we share my empty bed

You snuggle up into my arms, legs curled around me like a ball, I'm staring at your pretty face, we share no words at all

Our lips brush together and our tongues become entwined, the taste of your lip gloss, simply is devine

I feel you stroke my penis, you guide it to your Rose, my tip strokes your petals, you know how the story goes

I slide myself in real slowly, now we two are simply one, sharing the dream of love all night, until the rising of the Sun

I am yours, you are mine, there's no one else in this world tonight, just two star crossed lovers, sharing a loving dream this night

Soon the moon says goodbye, with the Sun I'm again alone, wondering if you dream of me and write poems on your phone

THE KINKY POET

Whilst he can

Curvaceous and sexy, with eyes that could steal your heart, a Goddess sent from Venus, we are worlds apart

A picture of loveliness and Queen sent from up above, she has him in the palm of her hand, he's captured by her love

Her smile is mesmerising, he was hooked with just one glance, now he see no others, he's locked within her trance

To feel her skin against him, to be wrapped, entwined within her arms, to lose himself inside her embrace, safe within her charms

To taste her sweet tenderness, to share a loving kiss, to look deep into her gorgeous face, for him Would be such bliss

To run his hand upon her, to feel all her deliciously sexy curves, would be a gift from heaven, far more than he deserves

For he just a poet, whose broken who has not much to give, and she is a heavenly creature, who makes him want to live

She gives him inspiration, when he writes she is his muse, you could offer him anyone, she'd still be the one he'd choose

So thank you for sharing the poets dreams, he feels though broken he's still a man, you may be a world away but he'll love you whilst he can

THE KINKY POET 

My trick or treat

Why you looking through my window, so very late at night, are you here to frighten me, you know that isn't right

Are you the Bogey man, who lives beneath my bed, or are you just a voyeur who's been caught watching me instead

I can't see who you are, your face is painted like a clown, I can't see if you're smiling or do you have a frown

Are you hear to scare me, are you a stalker in the night, or just some random trick or treater, hell bent on causing fright

What's that i see shimmering, oh my God you've got a blade, god it's so terrifying, it's horror films are made

Right now enough's enough fuck off you've had your fun, because you've got till the count of three, before I get my gun

Because if you thought I was some helpless girl, you've sadly got it wrong, say hello to my little friend and kindly move along

If you don't think I'll shoot, there's no lock upon my door, but know that I'll be the last thing you'll see, before you breath no more

That's it clown boy run away, you're quite quick upon your feet, whose the one now terrified, this is my trick or treat

THE KINKY POET 

Halloween sex

Sitting on the gravestone, I new you'd be here very soon, it's nearly the midnight hour, on a night of a bright full moon

I wonder what you'll come as, perhaps a sexy slinky ghost, or maybe a kinky witch or in a  Vampire outfit that one I love most

Dressed in a sexy outfit, you come to meet me in the dark, the idea of sex on a grave on Halloween, makes our passions spark

Love under a full moon, I lay you on a grave that's icy cold, you spread your legs and pull me in, my lust is hard and bold

We make love with such passion, my whole length you start to take, I nail you really hard and very fast, like Van Helsing with a steak

You dig your nails into my skin, then like Vampirella you start to bite, I feel the trickle of my warm blood running, I am your meal tonight

It drives me into a frenzy, I fuck you hard until you scream, we've made love in the strangest places but my favourites here on Halloween

THE KINKY POET 

Tea for Two

Why don't you pop over, we could have a lovely cup of Tea, then I could eat your pussy out, whilst your sucking me

I will lick and flick your juicy bud, whilst you give me head, we could start off on this table and then finish off in bed

It would be very intimate oral sex, like having a lovely Tea for Two, but they'd be no milk or sugar but a little cream it's true

I'll dance around your cliterus, before my  tongue just dives in, I'll even rim your ass hole, if you don't consider it a sin

You can suck and nibble, run your tongue along my meat, take me down in deep throat, to make you gag would be a treat

What a way to spend sometime, so consider coming round for Tea, I'll drink your pussy dry and you can take some cream from me

To me it sounds like a afternoon of sexual fun, I'm sure you'd love it to, so stop what you're doing and come round for Tea for Two

THE KINKY POET 

Looking up

He comes in to your room, he goes from a low bow down on his knees, he never makes eye contact, he's solely there to please

His Goddess puts out her hand, she rests it gently on his cheek, she feels the strength within him, though he acts so mild and meek

She smiles sweetly to herself, the power runs through her veins, he maybe a strong man but her hold over him remains

She gives him a simple command, her man does exactly what she asks, no matter what she tells him to do, he always does his tasks

He adores his Goddess and she treats him straight and fare, she shows him such tenderness, so much love and care

Looking down

She sees devotion, he's always there at her beck and call, wanting to always please, he gives to her his all

Always respectful, he has manners and a soothing voice, she knows he could overpower her but Submission was his choice

He always walks beside her, but his eyes stay on the floor, she knows as a submissive goes, she couldn't ask for more

She tries to treat him fairly, some would say she shows him love, she loves sitting at her feet, so she can see him from above

Together

So whether looking up or looking down you've found your place in life, together getting what you need, free from grief and strife

So pick your place and be yourself, go live your true self kink, you will be much happier, it's easier than you think

THE KINKY POET 

Nipples

Sucking, biting, pulling. They're really are designed for so much fun, then as a awesome bonus, you get more than one

Designed really for feeding, a device to give a baby food, they look lovely wrapped in pretty lace or just hanging in the nude

Some of the are inverted, you might have to coax them out, some are like erasers, that constantly poke right out

Some have them pierced, adorned with pretty rings, it allows you to put in jewellery, or chains and kinky things

But no matter if their pierced or not, they're awesome to flick and suck, lovely to pinch and twist, in the middle of a fuck

Letting your tongue run over them, in a hypnotic dance, you can simply lose yourself just licking in some erotic trance

Both surrounded by nerve endings, they send pain and ecstasy in ripples, they are such wonderous things,  God how I love to suck on nipples

THE KINKY POET