THE KINKY POET

50 shades of fear

Babe I know you see the film, yes I know you've read the book, but wasn't it the man in charge, I'll get the film and look

What do you mean you want to take the lead, like 50 shades but with a twist, you want to be in control tonight and tie me by the wrist

I'm not to keen on this, yes I know I said I'd be up for fun, but I don't like the idea of being spanked or thing being shoved inside my bum

What are those clamp things for, why the fuck do have you a gag, can't we just go to bed and have a normal shag

You say you're sick of Vanilla sex, I don't even know what that means, can't we try some dress up or play out some sexy scenes

You could be a sexy teacher or perhaps a kinky nun, that won't involve all these things, now dont that sounds like fun

Baby when I said I love you, when I agreed to embrace your needs, I didn't know it involved a chrome plug, are you listening too my plea's

Ouch that really hurt, that was a painful, vicious spank, it's given me a hard on, could you give me a slow hard wank

Wow I never realised that pain could be such fun, can you get those clamp things out, once the spanking's done

Oh my I quite like this, who knew there was pleasure hid in pain, we should of done this years ago, I love this type of game

We better go on the Internet, to see other things to do, how do feel about bring tied up and I do things to you

Wow I'm really into this, baby this was a great idea, now I'm 50 shades of kinky, instead of being 50 shades of fear

THE KINKY POET 

Always Sun

I woke up this morning, the clouds blocked out the Sun, in a moment I was bathed in light, because you are the one

Your smile chases the clouds away, your eyes just dry the rain, every day is a Sunny day, as long as you remain

People outside could be getting soaked, they got their umbrellas open wide, I don't need to own one, when ive got you by my side

I have you on my phone, I carry you inside my heart, our Friendship was made in cyberspace but now we'll never part

I hope you are never sad, I want you to be you and free, I will help in anyway, you got support in me

I want you to be your very best, feel happy in your skin, I'm always on your team and in your heart, a cheerleader from within

So now I'm laying on my bed, the day has just begun, I don't worry about what the weather is, with you there's always Sun

THE KINKY POET

Sun kissed beach

The Sun shines way up high, as our feet stride across the warm soft sand, there's not a single cloud in the sky, as we're walking hand in hand

The Sea slowly laps the shore, on this island that's made for you and me, hidden away from the world, so our kinks are wild and free

Running wild and naked, in a world made for you and me, I watch you splashing in the surf, it's such a lovely sight to see

We lay on the Sun kissed beach a warm breeze runs across your skin, the effect makes your nipples hard, your mind wanders off to sin

I feel your hand on my thigh, you slide it up on to my dick, you roll yourself above me, you smile and then slowly start to lick

Soon my shaft is solid, you slide it deep past your moistened lips, I place a hand on your head as you begin your dips

With each dip my cock goes in deeper, soon you take my all, I move my hips to match your pace, I rise each time you fall

You give the perfect blow job, you begin moaning as you suck, this means you're ready, it's time for us to fuck

You climb up my body, your hungry pussy wants my dick, I quickly stick my fingers in too steal the juice I want to lick

As I'm sucking your juices off my hand, you guide my cock inside, I start to say you taste delicious, as you begin your ride

Your wetness surrounds my cock, your pussy's muscles suck me tight, you grind down on me, pussy wants some cream tonight

Thrusting hard as you slide down, like the waves rushing to the shore, I can feel you cummimg, so I push a little more

In a crescendo of lust and love, a joint orgasm we finally reach, we lay there saited, holding hands, on our Sun kissed beach

THE KINKY POET 

Bathed in moonlight

Not a single cloud in the sky, the moon is shinning bright, it's looking at his Goddess, he wishes he was the moon tonight

Beams of moonlight light up your curves, it puts a glisten in your eye, it brings out every part of you, has you look up at it and sigh

You sigh because your heart is aching, because you both are far apart, but you hold on to the single fact, he lives inside your heart

You wonder what's he doing, how does he spend his time,  but you know what he's up to, he's writing about you in a rhyme

Trying hard to find the words, slowly they form a line, about a moon bathed Goddess, who he thinks about all the time

Stanzas building slowly, about the dream girl that he loves and how he hopes she thinks of him, wilst the moon is up above

Both looking up in the night sky, each starring intently at the moon, both hoping that when they sleep they'll find each other soon

She glances skyward one more time, she blows the moon a kiss, she hopes her poet feels it, this is her simple wish

So now she leaves her moon outside, she wonders to her bed, holding on tight to a single wish, she lays down her weary head

THE KINKY POET 

Dressed to kill

Pulling on your stockings, they slide slowly up your thighs, putting on your lingerie, there's make-up on your eyes

You look into the mirror, you reach for your mobile phone, you take several pictures for you poet whose back home

You know he'll go crazy, he adores every picture that you send, he thinks your adorable, you know this by every poem penned

It's time to slide on your dress, pull on your sexy heels, you run your hand across your dress, you love the way it feels

You stand in a sexy pose, more pictures for your poet boy, you put on a sexy smile, you look demure and coy

You flick through the pictures, there's so many it takes a little while, you know he's gonna love them, you're gonna make him smile

So you put them on a email, then you send them down the line, in a few seconds, those lovely gifts were mine

THE KINKY POET 

POEM CHALLENGE by THE KINKY POET

Ok my favourite kinksters, you've all had fun reading my poems now it's my turn to read yours, the challenge is. I start the poem, then you write one stanza in the comments continuing the poem.
Then put a link on your page for your fellow kinksters to get involved. Have fun please get involved I want to see your creative side

The poem is entitled

A FEW OF MY FAVOURITE THINGS

Being the broken poet, my rhymes are the escape from my sexual rage, I write them down in stanzas, for the kinksters on the Cage

Blessed

I may have a broken body, but I have been blessed with the ability to rhyme, to write about my fantasies and a dream girl I wish was mine

Words seem to come so easily, then the stanzas start to flow, creating the vivid image that my poetic writing wants to show

Images of sexual desires, words of passion to ignite your flames, fantasies to turn you on or stories of kinky games

Tales of bdsm of pain and pleasure found in play, or the sadness of my dream girl leaving me, at the beginning of the day

Romance and Vampires, stories about the Knights of old, each line leading to the next, as the poetry unfolds

All these wrires are within my scope, more possibilities are in my head, waiting for inspiration, to find me in my bed

So I guess I'm kinda Blessed, to share my dreams with you, for being paralyzed and stuck in bed, what's a poet supposed to do

THE KINKY POET 

Summer Sun

Let's go find a shady spot, lay a blanket on the ground, just make sure it's in a place where there's no one else around

You look so cute in that dress, I haven't seen it before, I guess that's why you have so many, but I love to buy you more

We lay down on the blanket, the sun begins to warm our skin, that makes me want you, I feel it growing from deep within

You seem to feel it too, I watch you wiggle, twist and turn, then you reach for my cock, I can plainly feel for what you yearn

I slide my hand up your dress, your pussy gives the game away, firstly you've no panties on, so you've clearly come to play

I part you with my fingers, you're still laying on your side, your pussy wet and ready, so my fingers glide inside

You roll on your back, you spread wide underneath the Summer Sun, I kneel in front of you, and lift your dress from beneath your sexy bum

I don't want to mess your outfit, when I make you drench the floor, if we ruin the blanket I'll just by some more

Slowly I'm finger fucking you, your hips rise to meet each thrust, with my fingers working inside you, to beat a rhythm on your clit a must

Circles on your roses bud, you beg me for my dick, before I know it you flip me over onto my back, and slide my cock in quick

You spread out your summer dress, so no one could see, then with a check the coast was clear, as you began to ride on me

I held onto your tits, then j reached to get your bum, I push a finger in your ass  I want to make you cum

This is the magic switch, you start to pick up the pace, your breathing getting quicker, there's a orgasm across your face

I feel my shaft getting soaked, as you grind down to my balls, good job you moved your dress, the blanket took it all

I start to push back, I'm thrusting so deep and very fast, I'm a few strokes from cumming, I'm not sure how long this fuck will last

We explode in ecstasy together, as a couple we have cum, I pull my spent cock out of you, followed by the finger from your bum

We roll over to look at the Sun, it was simply a perfect day, I got to spend sometime with you and also got to play

THE KINKY POET 

Hi peeps sadly I'm not premium but wanted to get involved. My Tattoos are to many to number, I ran studios in London before getting paralyzed so I'm pretty full but I've put three of my favourite pieces as my Profile pictures if anyone is interested 

Great challenge love it

Love and light T.K.P x

The masked house

Welcome to the masked House, where anonymity is our aim, feel free to.check in all the rooms, until you find your game

We have a room for spanking, you can watch or be the one whose beat, we even have a cat 'o' nine tails, for that special treat

This is our rubber room, there's outfits over there, feel free to just dive right in, you can touch without a care

This is the watchers room, through one way glass you watch and wank, you never know what you might see, sometimes it's fucking or someone begging for a spank

This is the orgy room, there's only one thing I'll ask, you must enter naked, but you must keep on your facial mask

This is the bondage room, where you can get trussed up nice and tight, chains, ropes and zip ties you can be left there for the night

This is our dress up room, you can be any character from a book, there's at least a hundred outfits, feel free to take a look

We even have a cuddle room, where all you do is hug, wrapped up in each others arms, tucked in nice and snug

This is the degradation room, in here you are fair game, you will get degraded, called vicious nasty names

Once you've had your fun, you may want a cup of tea, just ask directions to the quiet room, that's where you'll find me

So welcome to our fun house, never remove your identity mask, no one must know who you are, ignore them if they ask

THE KINKY POET