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 

Him or a intuder

Imagine him grabbing your throat as you come home through your door, you feel his hand tightening, as secretly you beg for more

Hidden behind the ski mask, is a pair of menacing hungry eyes, he speaks to you through clenched teeth, it helps with his disguise

He pulls you across the room, he fumbles with your clothes, you don't put up a fight, he's got you and he knows

One simple little squeeze and you will pass out flat, so you submit to his sexual needs, inside still purring like a Cat

He puts on his best intruder act,  but you've been here all before, you know he loves to roll play so you play along some more

You start to beg a plead with him, oh please don't hurt me, just do what you came to do, I won't put up a struggle or a fight, that I'll promise you

He whispers go onto all fours, he enters from behind, he fills your pussy nice and tight but this time he feels much bigger, somethings not quite right

He starts to pound you harder, much harder than anytime before, he even calls nasty, dirty names, he called you bitch and whore

Then you feel him cumming, he fills you up, with his angry cream, somehow it feels different, like some sort of dream

Today was the greatest fuck, wow your man's on form, your hearts exploding out your chest, this really ain't the norm

He pushes you flat on the ground, he growls jusr stay there on the floor, next there is quiet as you here him close the door

Then within a moment you here the front door open wide, next you feel you partner kneeling by your side

He apologised for being late, he was going to prepare a kink surprise, when you stare at him, there's love deep within his eyes

Now everytime you come home from work, you check in every room, hoping to find the intruder, who made your heart go boom

She decides she must tell him, she gathers up the guts to say, before she gets two words out, he says, I know about the intruder, I sent big Al around to play

THE KINKY POET 

I was in a hospital waiting room listening to a couple chatting about other peoples sex lives. I presumed they knew these people but it made me think why do others have a opinion on what works for others. Why don't they just get on with their own sex lives instead of worrying about what their friends get up to. Anyway this sprang to mind

Live and let live

Because its not how you like it, doesn't make that that style of sex nasty or plain wrong, just because it don't work for you and doesn't turn you on

I don't think it's nasty, if it's a thing that turns you on, as long as its consensual, it's where you both belong

Some like it hard and fast, some prefer it nice and slow, it's all down to preferences, has everyone should know

Some like it out in the wilds, some love it in the park, some like the lights on, some only do it in the dark

Some prefer it in a group, or go to other couples for the night, it's really just up to them to choose, you know this is their right

Some love kinky roll play, or need pain to reach their end, that's what makes us different, we must all learn to let live and blend

No one has the right to judge on how others have their fun, some prefer just oral sex, whereas others like it in the bum

So many different styles and ways to share and show your love, but one thing remains the same, they go like a hand in glove

As long has everybody's happy and end up with a smile upon their face, just keep your opinions to yourself we're all part of the human race

So your needs are different from my own, somethings may work for me and not you, I don't care what you like, maybe you should try that to

Just let everyone do their thing, make love how and when they choose, just get on with your own sex life, what you got to lose

THE KINKY POET 

Property of mine

You belong to only me now, your duties now to serve, you must always follow tasks, do all that I deserve

Make sure you're in a submissive pose, when I come through the door, be naked for inspection, I want to smell your freshness, from every single pore

I will tell you how pleased I am by the pictures that you sent, I love it when you please me, when you do all the tasks you're meant

I love the pussy picture, with my initials on your lips, let me see if it's still there, let me take you by the hips

I pull you in closer, I'm searching for my ownership mark, as soon as I see it, I feel my passions spark

To see my name on your skin, fills me with control and power, obviously you just wrote it fresh, once you had your shower

But I know it's not just for show, my marks on you all the time, a reminder I'm your Dominant and to show that you are mine

THE KINKY POET 

Real good girl

Baby take your clothes off, and fold them on the chair, take down your pigtails, shake out your pretty hair

Go to the wardrobe find something in which you want to play, you've been such a good girl, so today will be your day

We can play sexy dress up or I can tie you to the bed, tell me what you want to do, what's running through your head

Bring out the special toy box, pick out your favourite things, yes we can hang some weights on your nipple rings

Butt plugs and dildos, some hot wax to drip upon your skin, let your desires run wild, tonight's the night for sin

Yep put on your P.V.C, your leather or some pretty lace, you can even get your gag out and I'll put it on your face

You can get on your knee's, or in the stocks, I can even tie you to a raft, I could practice my shibari, I love the rope play craft

So baby the balls in your court, what would you like to give a whirl, tonight's all about you my sweet, you've been a real good girl

THE KINKY POET 

Special boy

I want to be your special boy, you could be my Dom, I'd be yours to do with has you please, I'd  be your Submissive from now on

I'll agree to a contract, I'll sign straight away on the dotted line, I'll treat you like a Goddess, my lifes no longer mine

I will earn my rewards, I'll try not to step right out of line, if I do you can punish me, the thought of pain is so devine

I want you to steer me through lifes twists and turns, help sooth my frantic mind, keep me on a even path, if you'd be so kind

One day if I'm really worthy, your collar I might get to wear, a symbol of our conviction, to show the world we care

Please take me into consideration, please let me bend the knee, give me the chance to prove myself, please give this chance to me

To serve you is all I ask, I know Submission is no party games, let me be your special boy, for the time that still remains

I'll be anything for you, from Submissive to sex toy, I just want to honor you and be your special boy

THE KINKY POET 

Mirror

A handful of your hair, as I ride you roughly from behind, pounding you hard and fast, fucking at its nasty kind

Pulling your head back with every thrust, so you can see my face, glaring in the mirror as I pick up the pace

I force you to watch us fuck, as we bump and grind, trying to make you cum again, I want to blow your mind

I see your eyes shut tight as your juices run down your leg, you.must be getting closer now, I hear you start to beg

Fuck me harder Daddy, I've been such a naughty slut, ram your cock in deeper, make me feel you in my gut

Spank me with your free hand,.or stick a finger up my bum, do the dirty things I like, oh daddy make me cum

I make you look at me as I move closer to your ear, I whisper in my daddy growl, loud enough to hear

When you can't walk tomorrow and your pussy's bruised and sore, remember the look on my face, as I take my little whore

THE KINKY POET 

Sex inside your head

Let me climb inside your brain, whilst you are in bed, let me just seduce you, from deep.inside your head

I'm going to have a creep around, to find all your kinks and needs, then bring them out to play tonight, to satisfy you with my deeds

Close your eyes and feel my hands, sliding to your mound, can you feel my fingers, playing in the wetness they have found

Your nipples start to harden, simply at the thought of my rough touch, twisting and pulling at them, until the pains to much

You start to arch your body, as my lips go to your Rose, you can feel my tongue on your clit, as your need to cum still grows

You begin to rise and fall, juices flow out to soak your sheet, now I am on top of you, guiding in my swollen meat

You spread your legs and take me in, together we rise and fall, you pull me in closer, your pussy wants it all

Together we keep symmetry, we keep rhythm in perfect time, you are breathing heavily, your orgasm feels devine

Then you let your body go, as you release you cry and moan, slowly you open up your eyes, you know you're on your own

For I was just a fantasy, a Sapiosexual lover in your head, I'm a million miles away, just laying in my bed

But I can reach across the void, anytime you want to cum, just read my kinky poetry, then it's time for fun

THE KINKY POET