THE KINKY POET

Sadly

In my dreams I see you you're always wearing matching lingerie, i must confess it's a sort of fetish of mine, I'd love to see you wearing some each and every day

In my mind my hands map your body, I caress all your sumptuous curves, I love the way you walk and move, I'm hooked on your sways and swerves

I start kissing at your ankles and slowly nibble up your inner thighs, the closer I get to your delicious pussy you release soft and sensual sighs

My mouth covers your moistened pussy, my tongue dances across your swollen clit, you reach down and push my head in tighter as I lap juices from your slit

With each lap you rise and fall soon you begin to quiver and start to cum, you pull me up your body before your orgasms have been done

You spread your legs open wide around me you then guide my throbbing manhood deep inside, I kiss you so forcefully as we begin to ride

We start off at a controlled pace your nails buried deep inside my skin, soon you tell me you want it hard and rough, you want a night of dirty sin

Within moments I'm at the very edge with a few thrusts I fill your pussy with my seeded cream, as I cum I wake up to find sadly you were but a dream

THE KINKY POET 

Images

Glancing at some pictures just inspire me to write, stanzas about a dream girl in lingerie who comes to share my dreams very late at night

Her gorgous curves seduce me, I'm hooked on her lingerie, my brain races off to the land of kinkyville to where I'm in charge of the games we play

Handcuffs or chains both used to secure you down onto my bed, where I can do absolutely anything that runs wild and free inside my naughty head

Floggers or leather whips run across her soft gorgous skin, where pains mixes with pleasure shared between us in this a saucy night of sin

It's amazing how all this can come from a few gorgeous images that i saw, I guess desires fire burns brightly and leaves me wanting more

So I'm laying here on my bed my mind racing with stanzas I need to write, inspirational magic that makes me dream of someone special late at night

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired by you

Laying underneath you my mouth slowly eating at your slit, my tongue making shapes on your throbing rose bud I love lapping at your soaking clit

My hands trace your gorgous curves i make sure to cover every inch, I pause at finding a flower around your nipple, it erects as I give it a cheeky pinch

I'm becoming totally love drunk at your sexual Rose, I love sipping your pussy's delicious wine, my face is smothered in you and the taste is so devine

Spread yourself across me guide my solid hungry cock deep inside, I want to look deep into your beautiful eyes as we slowly begin to ride

Soon we are moving in perfect symmetry slowly we gather to our favourite pace, i hear your breathing quicken as I see sexual satisfaction sweep across your face

Together we pick up speed you shudder as you start to cum, I pull you down onto me roughly my fingers are gripped tightly to your gorgous bum

As you fall down upon me i thrust upward until I fill your pussy with my warm creamy seed, you throw yourself across me exhausted both sweating from our sexual deed

THE KINKY POET

How long I'll last

Tonight I'm so excited we're gonna do something we've never done, I can't wait until it's night time and we've reached the setting of the Sun

You tell me you have a surprise for me I'm trying to imagine what it could be, I'm kinda of hoping it's something made of lace Reds my favourite lingerie

There's a bag on the kitchen table I'm tempted to take a peek, perhaps it's a outfit or sex toy she said it's something for her favourite kinky freak.

I can't stop looking at the clock time seems to go so very slow, I just can't wait for you to get home with me so we can start our kinky playful show

Soon our suppers done you tell me to go sit on our bed and wait, while you go and take a shower and prepare yourself for our playful kinky date

Finally the door opens you are standing in my favourite red lace, I instantly feel my manhood harden as my heart begins to pound and race

You tie me down to the bed and you surround my manhood with your painted lips, your tongue runs patterns along my shaft as you taste my juices in small sips

You slide yourself across me you pull your red lacey panties to the side, you then gently grab my throbbing penis and guide me deep inside

You start to rise and fall quite slowly but soon you are pounding me very hard and fast, I do my best to control my cum but im not sure just how long I'll last

THE KINKY POET 

Whole night of aftercare

Wrap yourself around me let me feel the warmth from your bodies heat, feeling you naked just skin to skin for me is such a lovely treat

Yes I love it when we play, when you're wearing my favourite lingerie, or when I've got you tied down tight in ropes or chains before I have my way

Role play is exciting in any outfit or role you might decide to choose, from sexy nun to school girl or even a kinky slave it's a night I cannot loose

But sometimes I just want to hold you close, feel your head laying on my chest, sharing soft romantic whispers are without a doubt the best

Sharing the softest tender kisses, running my hands all across your gorgous skin, are more than enough to fulfil my needs but be in no doubt I love my kinky nights of sin

But the closeness of just me and you with our bodies just entwined, brings to me a certain calmness it brings me a much needed peace of mind

It's like a whole night of gentle aftercare I love to hear your breathing change as you drift off to sleep, I lay listening to the world go by until into my dreams I creep

THE KINKY POET 

Still hungry

Your red lace panties and the rest of your matching lingerie strewn across the floor, remnants of a night of passion they are simply spoils of s kinky sexual war

Handcuffs still on the headboard laying quietly in their place, the moment that I glanced at them it brought a naughty grin across my face

I slowly pick up all our toys i washed away the juices of our bodies fun, the chrome butt plug gets a extra wash after all it has been up your bum

Holding the sex toys makes me smile memories run quickly through my brain, I couldn't stop my cock going hard and now I'm ready once again

My hunger for you is constant I want you every moment of every single day, I want to have my way with you in a most naughty sexual kind of way

I want to slide myself inside you push my throbbing cock until I hear you moan and scream, then pound you furiously until I fill you full of cream

Though you're now in the shower getting clean ready to start your day but ive got a throbbing hard on, can you spare some time to play

THE KINKY POET 

Roughly please

God I've got the hots for you i want it really hard and rough tonight, I want you to rip away my clothing and then tie me down making sure my binds are tight

Get yourself between my legs and eat your way up leaving bruises as you go, little stinging reminders that lasts for days so don't rush just take it slow

When you arrive at my Rose use your hungry fingers on me first, make my pussy pour like a waterfall before you begin to quench your thirst

Let your hands run across my skin I want you to make contact with every inch, making sure when you get to my nipples they get a cheeky pinch

By then I will be ready for you to push your throbing manhood deep inside, then kiss me deep and passionately as we slowly start to ride

Soon we're in perfect symmetry we move like a well oiled clock, I'll lift up to take you in real deep as you are thrusting with you rampant cock

Pound me hard fuck me fast until you make me quiver as I cum, fill me with your warm creamy seed and untie me and hold me close until the night is done

THE KINKY POET 

Inspire me

Send me inspirational pictures of you in lacey lingerie and sneaky glimpses of your bum, videos of you moaning and calling out my name as you start to cum

Send videos of you verbally abusing me I love all that filthy nasty talk, put on your stilleto heels so I can watch move like a jungle cat, I love to watch you walk

I want to see you caress yourself mapping every inch of skin, show me where you've still got bruises and bite marks from our previous nights of sin

Give yourself to me completely let me own your heart and soul, to solely guide you along your kink filled pathway is truly now my goal

I want you to read my poetry and see they are written on subjects that we share, stanzas full of passion and desires but also blended with some aftercare

I want you to see yourself woven into each passage I want you to recognise yourself in my rhyme, each line telling the world how great you are and how proud I am you're mine

So send me a message feel very free to drop this kinky poet a saucy line, let's get to know each other and let me put you in a kinky rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Come to mind

A certain kind of hunger washes over me the moment you come into my mind, it starts off quite romantic and always ends up dirty of the most filthy kind

A wild ravenous passion ignites the moment you come into view, as much as I love you in lingerie When it comes down to you absolutely anything will do

Dressed up in my favourite thing oh how I love red lingerie, or any sort of outfit you pick when its time for us to indulge in some sexy naughty play

The moment that I see you my heart begins to race, my desire for you expands immensely and my wants grow out of control It advances at a lightning pace

What started off as a hunger has grown into a wild and ravenous need, a need that will only subside once ive had my way with you and completed my sexual deed

I want to get between your thighs and get love drunk on your juice, unchained my wildest desires I want let all my passion for you loose

I want to climb up your body guide my throbbing manhood deep inside, cheese are the naughty thoughts that wash over me everytime you come to mind

THE KINKY POET

Moan and sigh

I love watching you get horny your red lace panties are getting wet, the mark through the lace gets bigger though I haven't touched your pussy yet

All your juice has been created by some bites along your thigh, I love watching you get closer to losing control I love it when you moan and sigh

You force your hands down between your thighs through your ever wetter panties you stroke and spank your clit, you begin to bump and grind with your fingers as you play with your soaking slit

You start to get fantic it's my cue to slow down as I begin to try to tease, you start to moan and beg and i must say i love to hear you say " oh daddy eat me please".

With your panties now on the floor my face is buried licking up your pussy's wine, soon I was love drunk on your juices your pussy truly tastes devine

Grinding hard into your pussy's my tongue running wildly around your clit, you begin to quiver and push my face harder into your soaking slit

Your body explodes like a tidal wave as you start to cum, I roll out from between your quivering thighs knowing my oral technique is done

THE KINKY POET