THE KINKY POET

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 

Touch your toes

Ok you bad girl, bend over now and touch your toes, that's it right over, you know how the position goes

Wow let me just look at you, your ass is like a Peach, but you've been a bad girl, so a lesson I must teach

My hand comes down with such a force, you squealed with every wack, but I could see you getting wetter, with every stinging smack

I start to stroke your ass, my fingers brush your lips, I feel you are wet and ready, so inside my fingers slip

Now I get on my knees, so I can drink your Peaches juice, I push a finger in your ass, soon it's nice and loose

In goes the Butt plug, it makes a popping sound, your pussy now is soaking, leaving juicy puddles on the ground

I push my tongue deep into you, I adore your pussy's taste, I put my mouth over your cunt, so there's not a drop of waste

Let me slide my cock in now, I begin to fuck you slow, with my cock and the Butt plug in, you put on a hot sex show

I'm now pounding you faster, with each stroke you just push back, then I pull your Butt plug out, your ass is nice and slack

I push my cock in your ass, I'm gonna fill you with my cream, but just as I was about to cum, i woke up from my dream

THE KINKY POET 

Hiding in plain sight

People pass you in the street, ha ha Vanilla's have no clue, who you really are inside and the things you like to do

This dress is pretty long, they can see it swish and sway, but that don't know you're so sore, you couldn't put panties on today

You reach to grab a coffee, you give out a little moan, no one knows shoulders sore from being hung up high at home

On the train you're standing up, a Vanilla offers you his seat, you gratefully accept his offer, but you didn't need this treat

You gently lower yourself in his seat, the pain runs through your ass like sparks, you smile at the young man, he didn't know about the marks

The bruises you carry are fresh today, they sting, they ache, they throb, now you wished you'd done has commanded, it was such a simple job

Your pussy's got bite marks, your ass is black and blue, you're aching from a night of play and Vanilla people have no clue

Then you see her across the train, moving slowly, standing so upright, she's smiles at you gingerly, both hiding in plain sight

THE KINKY POET 

Lube

Baby I've got the Lube, come on its time to play, have you got the toys out, I've been waiting to own your holes all day

That's it lay on your front, spread your legs so very wide, I might have to use the spreaders babe, so I can see inside

I left the Lube out so it should be nice and warm, I don't want to make you shiver, I'm going to put some on your ring, just a little sliver

Now baby brace yourself, this should fit in nice and snug, it might make you tense at first, it is a quite big butt plug

I'll push a little way in, then you can just push back, let your ass slowly take it in, let it fill your well lubed crack

Now thats in nice and tight, I've bought you a nice surprise, yes I know it's massive, is that fear showing in your eyes

Don't panic baby it's a large soft and spongy dick, once it's covered in sex Lube, it's length and girth won't feel so thick

Your ass has a massive butt plug in, your pussy's full of rubber dick, I guess that only leaves one hole, but it's one I often pick

Open up your mouth baby, now your being fucked in all your holes, I can see you cummimg, I've succeeded in my goal

Tonight I wanted to use and abuse you, I got to take dirty pictures on my phone, tonight you were my playground, your body was mine to own

THE KINKY POET 

If I was

If I was your master, I'd return home and expect to find you on your knee's, naked in a submissive pose waiting to serve and please

Whilst I sat in my chair, whilst you sat at my feet, I'll gently stroke your hair, to keep a special bond with you, to let you know I care

I'd dress you up in pretty things, send flowers to your door, even though I'm your dominant, no man could love you more

I'd guide you in my desires, you'd learn to fulfil my needs, both sexual and emotional, you'll take care when doing deeds

I would not punish you, unless you had been real bad, because I love you deeply and don't want to make you sad

The only pain I'd give you, is when we were both at play, I'd spank you across my knees, at least one time every day

Just so I can feel your ass, as I rub it gently after each stinging wack, that's why you don't own panties, so I can feel your crack

I'd get you tied up on the bed, taking pictures on my phone, get you to strip on a live chat, when I am on my own

I'd take you out to dinner, we would go dancing in the rain, your life would be so full of love, just simply say my name

Kneel down before me, just give your heart to me,  submit yourself, make me your true master and fill my heart with glee

Oh what a wonderous dream, if I could only show it, but sadly I'm no master, I'm just a broken poet

THE KINKY POET 

Fresh Peach..

Oh my you are a fresh delicious Peach, as juicy as can be, just plucked off the tree, especially for me

I love to stroke your softest skin, then take a little bite, you taste so heavenly, I'll  make you last the night

Your juices running in my mouth, my tongue getting all it can, you really are the sweetest fruit and I'm a lucky man

My tongue pushes into your flesh, I'm looking for your stone, I'm ravenous for your fruit, I can't leave you alone

Eating you with a firey passion, I want to eat you raw, once I've sucked out all your juice, I want to make some more

Juices pouring from you, my fingers are so soaked, I have to hold you tight, I don't want to loose my Peach, you are mine tonight

I know when the Bible said Eve ate the Apple to start sin, this is a lesson that they teach, I think they got the fruit wrong, I'm sure it was a Peach

Because there's nothing more juicy, than a Peach ready to be plucked, then biten by a lover before that Peach is sucked

THE KINKY POET 

Come see me in my dreams

Hey there my sexy dream girl, it's me your poet boy, please come and see me, just turn up don't be coy

Just come and visit me, please come and share my night, I'll be going to sleep soon, I'll meet you in my dream tonight

Come into my perfect world, where we can be as one, filling the night with romance, until the Sun must come

Just step off your pretty photograph's, climb into my head, wait until I drift off, then come into my bed

Lay yourself beside me, let me feel your sexy skin against my skin, let me kiss you gently, just let our perfect time begin

I want you for my dream girl, I know you're just a dream away, please come and spend sometime, at the end of everyday

Now it's time to close my eyes, I'm off to rest my weary head, I hope you decide to visit me, once this poems read

THE KINKY POET