THE KINKY POET

Sheer and Lace

Your looking in the mirror, you're naked standing there, you want to send your poet photos but you don't know what to wear

You start off with leather, then latex rubber, you finally turn to lace, the moment that it touches your skin, a smile comes across your face

The lace lays upon your skin, the feel touches every nerve, it makes you feel so sexy, as it lays on every curve

Hugging you in the right places, you look at yourself and smile, this should please your poet, he hasn't seen you dressed up in quite a while

But before you take your pics, you decide to have a little stroke, you go lay on your bed, your fingers probe and poke

The lace makes you feel sexy, across your body your hands run, cupping your tits then reaching round you caress your lace covered bum

Then you notice on your bed, is a large Chiffon scarf quite near, you pull it across your skin, it's soft, it clings, it's sheer

Sliding out your sexy lace, you lay the sheer scarf across your skin, you can still see your pussy and it's treasures held within

You pull it across you body, your dark nipples harden to it's touch, you run the sheer material in your hands, you use it to stroke your crutch

A damp patch appears on the scarf as it brushes against your lips, you drape it all over you, it lays softly on your hips

You wrap it round your wrists, as if your poet had you bound, you feel yourself cumming and let loose a sighing sound

You take some pretty pictures, you can see your body through the sheer, they are for your poet, who will hold them oh so dear

Now you've had a little play, got turned on by sheer and Lace, you better pick a outfit for the day, to match the smile across your face

THE KINKY POET 

It happened in a dream I had

It happened in a dream I had, I was in charge of your camera phone, telling you the shots I wanted, whilst you were alone

I asked you to wear your sexiest dress, then stand and make a pose, then take a couple of snaps for me, I'm just greedy I suppose

One pic isn't enough I want a album, a sexy picture set, so I can look at a Goddess in the beautiful pictures I will get

Then I asked you to put on your favourite lacey underwear, then lay down on your bed seductively, as if I was standing there

Take loads of pictures of yourself in different positions on the bed, so I can use them as a fantasy later, when your pics are in my head

I want you to put the things that turn you on, the clothes in which you feel real great, I love that we've found each other, I thank the hand of fate

Once you've took picture in lingerie, I tell you to get bare, then shoot pictures of yourself, like up close to your pussy's hair

A picture of your legs spread wide, then spread your lips to show your pink, I need a picture of your ass, I don't have one of them I think

Bend over let me see, what it would look like to have you from behind, now can you pull apart your sexy cheeks, if you'd be so kind

Do you have a favourite toy, for when you need some relief, take pictures of you using it, if that isn't too much grief

Then the alarm clock goes off, I wake picture less and sad, but for one night I had everything, it was in a dream that I once had

THE KINKY POET 

While the moonlight beams

Hunger, desire my needs are growing stronger by the day, I want to share your body, come into my dream I pray

Let me climb out of my dreams, let me slip inside your mind, share some special time with you, of the loving kind

Let's be entwined together, our bodies moulded like clay as one, sharing love and romance until we greet the morning Sun

Spooning or laying face to face, I want to feel your skin, whispering words of love, tonight's not the night for sin

Fingers wound within each other, a hand in hand embrace, I could spend a lifetime, looking at your face

Being mesmerized by your beauty, you have me in a trance, I would be your lover, if I only had the chance

But for me to share a night with you, I have to keep you in my dreams, you'll be mine tonight has long as the moonlight beams

THE KINKY POET 

The Pink

Hiding in between your lips, is the pinkest softest skin, I'd love to.get close to it, and slide some fingers in

Maybe get you to part your lips, so I can see the pink I crave, though its just a small part of you, to your pussy I'm a slave

It is the sexiest shade of pink, it glistens like the moon lit sea, I want to take a dip in you, I dream that you'll let me

Deep inside your pussy, the Pink is like a velvet rose, I'd love to smell your fragrance, with your pussy on my nose

Your Pink skin above my mouth, my tongue just wants to dance, to take you off to ecstasy, put you in a sexual trance

To pay my homage to your Goddess, to kiss and lick the Pink, to me sounds like heaven, but I often wonder what you think

Do you imagine me with my head buried between your thighs, would you.let me kiss the Pink, would you give me that special prize

Am I worthy of such a gift, I imagine it when I'm on my own, I can only hope you take a snap of the Pink and send it to my phone

THE KINKY POET 

The sound of a sigh

It can be the slightest whisper, from deep inside a soul, to show you're giving someone pleasure, which truly is your goal

A sign of relaxation, maybe when they're in a dream like state, taken their by a lover, on a sexual date

It could be caused by a gesture, a surprise or special gift, the sound is a sign of contentment, that you've given their life a lift

It can be at loves first kiss, the anticipations built so high, the nervousness of getting it right, when you're finally eye to eye

Sigh released when you have cum, when you saited on your bed, with flashes of reminders, playing like movies in your head

There's times when you sigh alone, reading erotic poetry on your phone, knowing that the poets missing you, both sad and all alone

Wishing you were with him, a tear squeezes from out your eye, you pull the covers around you and let out a little sigh

THE KINKY POET 

Perfect time

I'd love to be the camera on your mobile phone, getting to see you naked, on your bed when you're alone

Snapping shots or selfies looking deep into smile, capturing the moment, it would make the job worthwhile

Looking at your sexy curves, your nipples stand erect, maybe chosing a different filter, to get a new effect

Getting glimpses of your sexy bum, or of you dressed up to send a thrill, a kinky sexy outfit, tonight you're dressed up for the kill

Getting slid in between your thighs, to see your flower spread, zooming in on your cliterus, legs open wide upon your bed

A chance to see your inner lips, to see your moisten clit, showing exactly where a tongue must go, when licking in your slit

Pictures of you in lacey lingerie, as you start to strip, a damp patch in your panties, a picture captured as you drip

All these things I'd get to see, if i were the camera lens, will I see these as your poet, well I guess that just depends

It depends if you take those shots, and send them down the line, pictures of a Goddess, caught at the perfect time

THE KINKY POET 

The Cliterus Queen

Just inside the pussy's lips, hides the button to rock my world, the initiator of my fantasies, of tales as yet unfurled

Sitting very central, with a crown sits the sexual queen, your clit is my favourite thing has it's always been

She sits there in her throne, with the power of a savage beast, If she awakes from her slumber, she'll expect to feast

Just the slightest glance of her, would make my heart beat through my chest, for I would have just spotted heaven, your cliterus is the best

Your soft hair's like a blanket, wrapped around your Queen so tight, i hope one day to kiss her, I dream of her on every lonely night

Dream of gently parting your lips, making circles with my tongue, feeling the Queen  come to life, desperate to make her cum

Probing, licking, flicking, your Queen I want to suck, then with her Royal Approval, I'd really love to fuck

So here's to the Cliterus Queen, oh I dream of just one taste, to sip some of her highnesses juice, not one drop would go to waste

Now I wonder what she looks like, I dream of one single glance, I'd remember her forever, if I got that chance

THE KINKY POET 

Poet boy

Let me put your collar on, now get down on the floor, I'm hungry for your body, so I'm gonna take some more

Get you down on all fours, I'm gonna fuck you from behind, it's time for us to fuck real hard, the dirty nasty kind

With your leash in my hand, I guide you around the room, as if I was showing a prize winning mare, as if I was your owner and your groom

I take out my phone camera, it's time to get some sexy snaps, pictures of my sexy fuck toy, before you sit across my lap

I get myself behind you, run my cock along your lips, your moisten cunt lubes my cock, so inside I easily slips

Slowly I begin to pound, I grind deep inside your hole, pushing my cock harder, trying to reach your very soul

I drop your leash, I lean forward to your pretty hair, I grab myself a handful, I take control from there

You start to push back as your first orgasm starts to grow, I start to slow down, I'm such a tease I know

You start to whimper, you beg me to make you cum, that's when I pull my cock out and slide it up your bum

I feel your ass start to tense up as I push my helmet in, then you relax and take me all, so now the anal can begin

Your breathing is getting louder, you start to gasp and moan, I take pictures of my cock in your ass, I'll keep them on my phone

I reach around the front of you, I pinch your swollen clit, you scream out in pleasure, as your pussy squirts a bit

Your orgasm washes over you, but I don't want to make you cum, I pull myself out of your hole and spank your pretty bum

I lead you to my favourite chair, you sit across my dick, you are now facing me, your juice I need to lick

Before I put my dick in I bury my fingers in your cunt, scooping out your delicious juice, it's like a treasure hunt

You guide my cock, as I eat your honey, like a bear, the tip of my cock tingles as you stroke it on your well trimmed hair

You start to grind me, on my cock you rise and fall, sinking down to my juice soaked balls, your pussy takes it all

We are kissing passionately, my hands start playing with your tits, your pierced nipples are so erect, so I pull them for a bit

I have to stop kissing you, I need to suck your ample tits, I even leave a love Bite, to show the world I own this shit

The bite makes you cry out, I feel your gonna cum, so I take my little finger and slide it up your hungry bum

This seems to do the trick, you start to pound with pace, I drag you down hard with every thrust, there's desire across my face

You explode in a pool of cum, just as I cream inside your hole, cumming hard together, we achieved our sexual goal

You snuggle in tight to me, we hug and softly kiss, taking you you is wonderful, you bring my life such bliss

We go into the shower, with your collar off I wash your skin, then dry and take you to our bed, to let our love begin

You must know I adore you, you're not just my sleazy toy, you are the favourite fantasy, of this poet boy

THE KINKY POET

Goddess on my phone

Ping goes my phone at night, you've sent me a special gift, a picture of you naked, you've give my  night a lift

You are standing in a mirror, all of you is visible to me, from your smiling face and stunning eyes, and a well trimmed pussy I can see

Your curves are so beautiful, I love your pretty skin, I must say you are gorgeous, my mind just thinks of sin

Your trimmed pussy looks so beautiful but I can't see inside, I even zoomed in at the pic really close, I must confess I tried

Then my phone pings again, you've turned to show your back, instantly I'm drawn to look at your pretty arse's crack

Wow I want your body, I would do anything to make you cum, I'd want to use every part of you, your mouth, your pussy and your bum

Now I don't have to guess or dream of how you look, because now I have you on my phone, thanks to the pictures that you took

Sent across the void at night, though we are far apart, sent to me from a Goddess, to keep inside my heart

So now your with me always, no more will I be alone, because I'll have you always, a Goddess on my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Your needs will be met

Yes I will restrain you, I'll tie you down real tight, then your be mine to play with, until the morning light

I get out the paddle to give your ass a good hard spank, I'd order you to do things, like I'd want to watch you wank

Watch touch yourself, get yourself ready nice and wet, I'd spread you with some spreaders as I haven't checked you yet

Look into your pussy, see it moistened pink and fine, I'd lick your clit steadily to taste your pussy's wine

Or put you across my knee, because you've been so bad, I see you have no panties on, that makes me very glad

I can spank your bare ass, it will leave a kinky mark, the pain should light the embers, to make your passions spark

My hand slamming on each cheek, bringing such a erotic sting, I can feel you getting wetter, with each wack my hand would bring

Then I'd push you on the bed, raise your legs high in the air, I'd force my dick inside you, without a trace of love and care

You'd be mine to own that night, I'd use you like my slave, make walk whilst on a leash to do all the things I crave

If you tried to struggle, if you dared to put up a fight, I'd put my hand around your throat and squeeze it not to tight

Tight enough to keep control, so you know you won't win this war, once I've used your body, I'd leave you on the floor

Your tits would be my starter, your pussy would be my main, you are so delicious I'd eat at yours again

I'd take so many pictures, I'd keep you on my phone, so I can see you dressed up or naked, when I'm on my own

It would be so spectacular, an amazing evening I would bet, I'd be left blown away and all your needs were met

Then we'd have a shower, I'd wash you with great love and care, because after play you must know my love is always there

THE KINKY POET