THE KINKY POET

Perfect

Who could imagine inside this angelic woman lives and freak between the sheets and far cry from the persona she portrays when she's in the streets

She looks like such a good girl the type you'd take home to introduce her to your mum, she certainly doesn't look the sort of girl who loves butt plugs up her bum

She doesn't look the sort of girl who likes to play kinky games all night, she definitely doesn't look the sort who loves to be bound up nice and tight

You'd never guess she had a large box full of sexual toys and ropes and cuffs, who would think when it came to pain she couldn't get enough

Underneath her plain modest clothes she always wore sexy or sleazy underwear no one could ever guess what she was always wearing under there

From sweetest angel to sinner in the quickest blink of an eye, she can fool you in a flash and she's a expert when it comes to getting her way she simply starts to cry

I adore my girl she's exactly what I want and need, a perfect lady when we're out in public and alone she's a sexy beast who swallows seed

THE KINKY POET 

The very first sip

I want to run my tongue all over you from your head down to your toes then work my way up your inner thighs until I can lick your pretty rose

I'm going to move slowly down your body my tongue dancing erotic movements on every inch of skin, I'll take care to touch you everywhere to miss any of you would be a sin

Once I've reached your nipples I'll give them both a long hard suck, I love making you squirm and moan it's so sexy when you start to buck

Your nipples harden in my mouth you react to my magic touch, I pull at your nipples with my teeth making sure I don't bite you hard or at least If I do it's not that much

By time I'm on my way back up your thighs your pussy's glistening dripping wet, you tremble as my breath brushes your clit and I haven't even touched her yet

My thumbs part your roses petals your swollen bud is hiding just inside, I pull your legs over my shoulders making sure you're opened wide

You let out a audible sigh you raise yourself as my head begins to dip, this is the moment I find so precious as I move in to take the very first sip

THE KINKY POET 

So much bliss

Pull the rope a little tighter i want to feel the twine bite into my skin, i do love a little endorphin rush before we start a kinky night of painful sin

I love being spread out I'm your property for this night, just make sure you give me the pain I need, make sure you secured me down real tight

I've already got out my favourite toys use them in any order that you like, if you look on the table you'll notice I purchased a smal chrome anal spike

There's all the usual suspects the flogger the paddle and of course there's cane, I got some lube and butt plugs i had so many kinky ideas running through my brain

I brought ice cubes and hot body wax to play with make sure you leave bite marks and welts upon my skin, all I ask is for one tender kiss before our pain filled night of sin

I brought the camera its on the side to save you taking blurry pictures with your phone, remember it takes videos that we can watch when we do movie night when we're home alone

Come now babe I'm ready don't forget first I want my tender loving kiss, then feel free to give me sexy pain anyhow you want, you know it brings me so much bliss

THE KINKY POET 

Little twerk

Dragged towards the kitchen table he has a firey passion within his eyes, he forces you to bend over the edge and spreads your gorgous thighs

You feel him fumbling at his trousers then your panties are ripped aside, you feel him find your hole has he roughly rams his manhood deep inside

The force makes you draw a breath you let out a little moan or scream, within a few strokes you're soaking wet and your now hungry for his cream

He's pumping so furiously the kitchen table moves across the floor, you try to keep up with it step by step your body now is craving out for more

He leans himself across you calling you filthy and degrading things, knowing that it drives you wild and the amount of sexual pleasures that it brings

You orgasm so hard and fast you knees begin to shake and give way, he pins you to the table top making sure you have no chance to fall away

Soon he's filling you with seed he pulls out and says clean yourself up and go to work, you knew it would end that way when you stopped in front of him and did that little twerk

THE KINKY POET 

Edible panties

Can't believe they even made these I wonder what they taste like what did you buy these for, if they really taste of strawberries I'll want you to buy some more

It seems kinda crazy having strawberry panties you can eat, I imagine there some sort of sex toy gimmick and not really a tasty sexual treat

You sure I can eat the whole pair and you promise I won't get sick and the deal is if I can eat them off with no hands you'll then you will suck my dick

Ok go put them on I love a kinky challenge now go climb onto our bed, I'll get between your thighs and I've figured out how to approach this in my head

Right lay still at least give me a fair shot at it you must at least not move or wiggle, I love it when you come up with crazy plans you do really make me giggle

Ok spread your legs open further that's it I can now reach them with my teeth I'm gonna give them a tug, wow it's harder than I thought they fit you so very snug

My God they do taste like strawberries that's came as a nice surprise, at last I'm through to your gorgous pussy, I've earned this delicious prize

THE KINKY POET 

Let's play

Bind my hands tightly put them high above my head, hang me from the highest beam or you can tie me down spread eagled on our bed

I want you to leave fresh sexual marks my skin i really love the kinky pain, it in some way calms me it seems to somehow soothes my brain

Use a wooden paddle or get the flogger from your box of tricks, do anything you want to me you can even thrash me with some bamboo sticks

I'm sure we got some body wax I know we've got a freezer full of ice, I really love the mixture of hot and cold the mixture of both are nice

But make sure whatever you do make sure you fill me full of your body's gorgeous cream, you can even use the ball gag if you don't want to hear me moan and scream

You can call me degrading names treat me like some dirty whore, I love it when you use me and abuse me I love it when you take me on the floor

Role playing is my favourite thing I love wearing character outfits and sexy lingerie, I'll be anyone or anything you want you only have to say

THE KINKY POET 

I feel used

You slid out of your already damp panties and hand them to me like they were a gift, you then tell me you got time for a quickie but I'd better make it swift

That means there's no time for niceties just push her against the wall, drop my trousers around my knees and start to give my all

No she doesn't want kissing she tells me just do her from behind, I spin her around and get stuck in she loves the rough and brutal kind

All the time I'm pounding her she's swearing as I'm growling filth into her ear, I put my hand around the front and pull at her clit, she exclaimed faster she was near

I began to pick up the pace in a few more strokes she pulled away saying she was done, I asked what about me I never finished i didn't get to cum

She just smiled and giggled then with a very cheeky wink, she left me standing with a hard on and went to clean herself standing at our bathroom sink

She slapped my arse as she left me she said she'd make it up to me tonight, as she left to go to work I shouted out to you better girl or there's gonna be a fight

THE KINKY POET 

Birthday suit

Wow you look incredible in that basque and sexy panties made of lace, girl you really know how to put a naughty smile across this poets face

You always seem to know what to wear you truly are a tease, I love it when you're in a flowing dress the gets caught up by the slightest breeze

I love knowing you're always in matching lingerie nine times out of ten it's made of the softest lace, and you know if you're wearing red my heartbeats bound to race

Stockings are one of my favourite things they look great with a tight short skirt, you always manage to give me a glimpse of the stocking tops you saucy little flirt

Or when you're feeling naughty and want to do some kinky play, you'll come out in a sexy character outfit worn over your chosen lingerie

I love playing dress up and i adore you when you're just in sexy lingerie but the outfit i like the best and I hope you're not offended when I say

My favourite thing you wear is your absolutely perfect birthday suit, I'm mesmerised by your gorgous curves and your smiles so very cute

THE KINKY POET 

My best shot

Laying in my bed at night just writing erotic poems on my phone, i often wonder who reads them and do they only read them whilst they're on their own

I try to paint a picture in stanzas the sort that produces images in their brain, I hope they enjoy them and want to read them again and again

I wonder do they make them wiggle whilst laying on their bed or sitting in their favourite seat, do they read them to arouse themselves use my work as some sort of erotic treat

I imagine my works excite them I hope they might even inspire them to play, touching themselves or playing with a toy whist wearing some sexy lingerie

Do my rhymes inspire them to think of scenarios do they get inspired perhaps to write, have a go a writing some erotic poems when their alone on a chilly night

I wish I knew the magic formula to write poems to make them cum, words that lead to orgasms if I managed that my work as a erotic poet would be done

So late at night i write away hoping to hit that magic spot, then I lay here just wondering if I've hit the buttons well I'll give it my best shot

THE KINKY POET 

The reason I go to school

Wow it's really very windy sitting this high up in the tree but it's such a lovely view, I'm lucky it's grown right outside your window so I can get to look at you

Yes I know being this high up in this tree is very dangerous one slip and I might fall, but to glimpse you in your own bedroom I'd truly risk it all

These binoculars are really good they bring you right up so close to me, it's like I'm there with you in the room instead laying facedown in this tree

I hope i get lucky like the day you dropped your bath towel on your bedroom floor, I saw your gorgous bottom but I wish you'd turned around so I could see much more

If you knew I watched you I suppose I'd get thrown out of the school, but seeing you daily in class isn't enough and it's not the place to stare and drool

I don't care if your thirty five you're my only reason to go to class, I love it when you're writing on the board I get to stare at your gorgous ass

I wonder if you know how I feel sometimes I think you do by the way you smile and sort of play, especially when i handed my last assignment in you graded it an A

THE KINKY POET