THE KINKY POET

Water fun

Hop right in your shower, remember to let the camera click, sexy pictures of you nice and wet, covered in bubbles soft and slick

Or maybe you lounging in the bath, a sexy pose whilst in the tub, maybe a kinky close up as your pussy gets a scrub

Pictures of you showering, of the wet curves where the waters run, washing off some bubbles, so I can see your bum

Relaxing in your bubble bath, with scented water and a candle, but you position yourself to take a pic, to hot for me to handle

The water runs across your skin, it hugs your curves like the refreshing rains, washing away the bubbles, until no more foam remains

Once you've had you nice long soak, in a large warm towel you give yourself a hug, you blow out the candle and then you pull the plug

Whether it be a shower or bath, you've sexy pictures on your phone, you can't wait to send them to your poet, whose waiting all alone

THE KINKY POET 

Happy sighs

You come into the study, your head down towards the floor, you know you've been a bad girl, as you've been so many times before

You walk up to the office desk, I've already cleared a space, you bend yourself right over, there's a stern look upon my face

In your pretty mini skirt, high heels and seamed stockings made of lace, it's difficult to look angry, or hid the smile appearing on my face

I slowly walk behind you, my eyes survey my sexy prize, you're already without panties, that was a nice surprise

I run my hand up your legs, your skin is soft and smooth, I feel a stirring in my pants, I'm hungry for your groove

I lift up your pretty skirt, my target now is ripe and bare, I gently stroke your buttocks, to let you know I'm there

You let out a little sigh, as I stroke your sexy skin, but that soon turned into a moan, once the spanking did begin

Crashing down on your cheek, with power and control, I felt your body shudder, as the spank reached inside to your very soul

Down came another strike, I see your knee's go weak, I rubbed your arse cheeks gently and gave them a little loving tweak

I pushed your legs open, so could see your pussy quiver with each and every whack, I could see it glistening as you got a moistened crack

Down went another strike, my mark begins to
show, each time I land my hand on you, the prints begin to grow

But with each round of punishment, I make sure to stroke you well, making sure you know though you're bad,  I love you too as well

I look down at your pussy, I can't resist it any more, I kneel down behind you, and you bend over wanting more

Now with each spank, I'm licking you, your juice it tastes devine, punishment and pleasure, a favourite game of mine

You push up with every strike, making it easier to lick you out, I know you're close to cumming, I hear you moan and shout

Begging for a harder spank, you want your cheeks beat raw, pushing your pussy in my face, so I can eat some more

You want it fast and harder, you tense just as you start to cum, I give you the final spank, your punishment is done

I get up off my knees, I wipe your love juice from my chin, I turn you around and ask you, "have you learned anything from your sin"

You smile at me sweetly and say "I know if I'm bad again, you will bring me here again and make my pussy pour like rain"

"So I will be a good girl, my arse is marked and sore, but give it a few days, then I guess I'll be back for more"

She turned away and giggled, as she made her way to the study door, she asked "did you like my outfit", and she gave a twirl once more

"Yes baby you look lovely", she could see the love inside my eyes, the last thing I heard from her as she left, was a bunch of happy sighs

THE KINKY POET 

Always ripe

You can just cuff me to the down pipe, leave me here all day, just pop down to the basement if you decide you want to play

I will wait here quiet and patiently like a good girl should, hoping you might come play with me and make me feel real good

Don't leave the light on, I'm not frightened by the dark, to be honest It quite turns me on, it makes my imagination really spark

I think about people watching me, sitting quiet in the dark, each waiting to take me, each desperate to leave their mark

I want to be desired, I'd love to be took by a gang of men, each taking turns on me, then each doing it once again

Don't get me wrong it's not just men, I'd be up to have a girl, I've never had some girl on girl, I'd love to give it a whirl

Because I'm a horny nymphomaniac, I just want sex all the time, to be covered in hands and cocks and pussy, that would suit me fine

So just leave me hanging on the pipe, until your friends come by, send them down here for some fun, tell them don't be shy

Tell them I'm your toy, I'm your bitch I'm yours to share, if there on their own or in a gang I don't really care

My pussy's always hungry, I'm ready hanging on this pipe, you'll find me very juicy, my pussy's always ripe

THE KINKY POET 

The masked ball

Hiding just behind a mask, wearing no clothes at all, everybody's welcome at the naked kinky ball

Anonymity is guaranteed, no one can see your face, hands may search each other but your mask must say in place

Moving through the hall that night, all in a hypnotic trance, carried along by lust and need, and the music in which we dance

Placed all around the halls are places where people stop and play, others gather to watch the show and join in if they may

Drinks flowing liberally, from Champagne to the finest wine, tastes from every participant, all wet and so devine

Bodies blended as one, feasting on the delights of lust, politeness and etiquette, goes hand in hand with trust

Insatiable appetites are engorged, everyone fed by the kinky balls end, all leave with Anonymity, but every bodies friends

No names were given out, no personal details were even asked, that's the fun of anonymity, the joys of hiding behind the mask

THE KINKY POET 

Goddess of the void

There's a Goddess out there in the void, does she know my name, I guess that doesn't matter much, as I adore her all the same

Her smile is captivating, her eyes send me into trance, I'd give my heart to find her, if I only had the chance

If I could spend some time with her, I'd tell her how I feel, how I dream of her nightly, wishing my void Goddess was for real

But she lives out in the void, just close but out of touch, living in my heart and mind, with a love I want and need so much

My heart beats out her name constantly, I'm sure some day it'll break, a overload of needs and wants, much more than it can take

As my head hits the pillow, I hope to find her across the void, hanging on till the sun comes up, bringing the truth I can't avoid

I'm laying on my own again, just sad, lonely and quite annoyed, knowing that she's gone again, my Goddess of the void

THE KINKY POET 

Private time

My mind is full of wild fantasies, going over in my head, whilst my body lays broken, stuck inside this bed

I try my best to make you hot, or even better make you wet, each stanza brings you closer to a orgasm you've not met

Graphic porn in word form, Sapiosexual is my game, making you ache for some sex, simply is my aim

My words creep inside your mind, your body starts to jiggle, you feel yourself getting wetter, now as you walk you wiggle

Hunger building up inside, each line of rhyme strokes the spot, you're in work at the office but self controls something you've not got

A hand slides beneath your desk, you can feel the warm wet damp, you close your legs tightly, hoping you don't get a pussy cramp

You wiggle to the restroom, you close the cubicle door, you feel such a wave of relief, when your panties hit the floor

One hand on the phone, the other working on your spot, reading sexy poetry, giving your cliterus all you've got

Faster you rub your pussy, like Aladin with his lamp, he got a Genie, you just got more wet and damp

Then you feel the tide building, your orgasm about to surge, you feel the need to scream out loud, but you must resist the urge

Juices shoot down the bowl, you quiver, shake and jerk, you must gather yourself quickly and get on back to work

So here's a little lesson, about reading my sexy poetic rhyme, don't do it whilst at work, save it for your private time

THE KINKY POET 

Fluffy cuffs

Babe you must be joking, you're not putting those on me, surely they're just for kids, in moments I'd be free

You don't think they are strong enough, will they even fit around my wrist, I'm sure I could pop them off, with a single twist

Ok I'm up for this, you'll soon see it's just a waste of time, then I'm gonna take control, then your pussy will be mine

Where do you want me, I promise I won't even fight, if those things hold me, my bodies yours tonight

Oh shit they tickle, but why am I laid on our bed face face down, why are you spreading my cheeks, babe don't you fool around

Oh shit these are strong, I haven't the power to get free, babe why can I feel cold lube, what have you planned for me

Ok, Ok you have won, I was wrong and you were right, they may be fluffy cuffs, but they seem to hold you tight

Yes I said if they hold me, my bodies yours to play, but I didn't mean for anal, you know I don't play that way

Stop now baby, you were right, now you've had your fun, don't even think about doing it, that thing better not touch my bum

I can hear it buzzing, I'm beginning to freak right out, don't make me angry, you don't want to make you shout

God these cuffs are strong, I'll take all my jokes right back, babe I can feel that thing vibrating, it's moving up towards my crack

Don't make me beg you, you have the control my dear, its stopped being funny now, I'm beginning to feel real fear

I promise to behave myself, just please babe don't be rough, just let me get free and up, please release your fluffy cuffs

THE KINKY POET 

Animal attraction

Let me get behind you, like a Stallion gets up onto his mare, guide my cock inside you, splitting your soft wet pussy hair

Take you like the king of the jungle, I'll bite you as we fuck, you may leave me with scratches but that would be tough luck

Fucking just like wild Rabbits, so many times a day, pounding until your pussy's sore, from all our Bunny play

Or do it like the Chimpanzee, they just fuck for fun, they will stick it in every hole, they love a bit of bum

We could play puppy dogs, that's how doggy style got its name, I'd let you put a collar on, whilst we played this game

Any wild animal would do, I want to get real wild and free, let loose my attraction for you, to show the animal deep in me

Let loose all the wild in me, to show you my passions wild and raw, so get down on all fours my love, and let's fuck like animals on the floor

THE KINKY POET 

Dream like cloud

Bouncing along on a dream like cloud, I saw my girl tonight, she appeared in my favourite spot, to make me feel alright

She wrapped her arms around me, I got the gift of a tender kiss, she smiled and placed her head on my chest, the feeling was such bliss

She listened to my heart beat, I'm sure she heard it call her name, telling her I love her then repeat it once again

Floating through the universe, shooting stars they pass right by, everything is perfect, I let out a content sigh

How can I be so lucky, when I'm in this dream like state, but be lonely in reality, is this forever to be my fate

I wonder if a time will come, when I'm happy all the time, I guess the only way that would happen, would be if she was really mine

Then I'd be floating on a cloud, not just at night but day, then I'd be with her forever, I can but wish and hope and pray

But until then a dream will do, if nighttime happiness is all I'm allowed, I'll take these fleeting moments and float on a dream like cloud

THE KINKY POET 

The gift

A parcel arrived to day, I wondered what it could be, I hadn't ordered anything, so who sent this to me

I eagerly opened it up and to my great surprise, there was a great big Dildo, right before my eyes

No note or messege, so no clue from who my gift was from, the only thing I knew for sure was, it wouldn't go up my bum

The length was enormous, the girth like a can of Coke, there was definitely only one place, where it I'd dare to poke

I had a quick look at the time, I had some moments for a play, a chance to try this bad boy out, before I start my day

I got into the bedroom, I was already damp between the thighs, excited by this monster cock, I see before my eyes

I put a towel on the bed, I lubed up its massive head, climbed onto my bed, then my legs I slowly spread

The tip pushed my lips apart, I guided the head in nice and slow, taking things real gently, not sure how far this thing will go

Inch by inch I slide it in, pain and pleasure filled my brain, I pushed until I could take no more but half of it remained

I began to thrust it in the lube and juice made me real slick, soon I was pounding myself, pushing it in and out real quick

Deeper, harder pushes my orgasms came so thick and fast, my god I was cumming, how much longer can this last

With a scream I exploded, I'd wrecked the towel and sheets, I laid there exhausted, delighted with my treat

For the rest of the day I wondered, who sent my new favourite toy, was it from a stranger or perhaps my poet boy

THE KINKY POET