THE KINKY POET

My mates mum

Yes i love seeing you but your son is my oldest friend, I'm sure if he found out i was screwing you our friendship would surely come to an end

Of course I remember how it all started i was upset when that girl just broke my heart, you offered me a caring hug which led to a kiss which led to this affair to start

But I must confess I've fancied you, you've always caught my eye, when I was young I used to relieve myself whilst thinking about you and all the things I'd try

Now we are two years down the line and I wonder what he'd really say, after all I was very supportive when he told me that he thought he was gay

We shared some light hearted banter i even asked had he had it in his bum, not sure he'd be that understanding if I told him I'd just fucked his mum

Obviously I don't ever want to hurt him and I really hate to have to lie, I know I should make sure i keep this a secret if I can but the years seem to roll on by

Will this awful lie get even worse the longer I'm sleeping with his mum but it's so very hard to give her up i love the way she makes feel and me cum

THE KINKY POET 

Blues and Twos

Driving down a deserted road i see headlights rushing up from behind, then came on the dreaded blues and twos of the official you're nicked kind

I pulled over and looked in my wing mirror where I got a pleasant surprise, it was a female traffic cop and she had a gorgeous set of thighs

Before I could say anything I was dragged out my seat and cuffed up leaning across the boot, I didn't dare argue as I've heard in America the cops really like too shoot

She started to search me she ran her hands slowly up my thighs, then something strange happened she let out some sort of sexual sighs

Next she reached around the front and started to stroke my dick, my God she didn't even ask my name this all seems to be happening rather quick

Soon she had spun me around and had my cock inside her mouth, it would seem America is such a friendly place especially here down south

She then slide her trousers down and guided me deep inside, she growled at me if I didn't want to go to jail I better hurry up and start to ride

I pounded her furiously I heard her moan as she began to cum, then she whispered so very gently now I'm gonna put you in my bum

After she had took what she needed she simply uncuffed me and sent me on my way, I swear I wonder what was in her head I still can't imagine till this very day

THE KINKY POET 

The price of lust

The fires of sexual desire are building to sate this carnal feeling is a must, so now I must go out and find you so I can unleash my ravenous lust

Many gorgeous girls have passed me by but only a certain one will do, she must have certain attributes that will simply remind me of you

Long dark hair with sexy curves, I'm looking for a girl that has your eyes, some come close but most do not i guess that not a big surprise

Then I see her standing on the corner of the street she gives me a knowing smile, I brazenly walk over and ask how much to own her for a while

She tells me her menu and her price list, I told her I didn't really care about how much she cost, my mind was already undressing her and on me her words were lost

We went to a cheap seedy hotel where they rented some rooms by the hour, I told her to get naked then together we stepped into the shower

She told me she wanted the money first, I paid to show her my trust, after showering we went to the grubby bed so I could sate my carnal lust

Once the deed was over we both went off on our separate ways, I knew I'd see her again when I got home, how she loves her kinky role play days

THE KINKY POET 

Owned for the right

Oh if I owned you for the night it would be such fun, I'd do all the things I crave, I'd even gently spank your bum

I'd tie you up with soft silk scarfs spread naked on the bed, I'd whisper all the things I've wanted to do that's ran wild inside my head

I'd make you dress up in outfits, so we can do some hot role play, or I'd have you in a accessible summer dress, wearing sexy lingerie

I'd lick you and nibble up your thigh, I'd take you to the very edge, just when you beg to cum, I'd push you off the ledge

I'd empty out the sex toy box and use them one by one, from dildos to ball gags I'd do all I can to make you cum

A whole evening of pleasure mixed with a hint of pain, all designed to stimulate and try to overload your brain

Afterwards I'd shower you, make sure you're tucked up in bed so tight, all this I'd do to you if I only owned you for one night

THE KINKY POET 

Social butterfly

My God you look so sexy that skirt makes you look so hot, it gives flashes of your gorgous curves boy it shows off what you've got

It clings to every gorgous curve it hugs you like a second skin, you look like a sexy vixen out on the prowl hunting for a night of sin

No room underneath for underwear it really is that tight, your body looks so incredible and boy it's really all on show out here tonight

High heels and hold ups with a dead straight seam running up the back of each  sleek leg, wow all the boys want to chat to you I just love to watch them crawl and beg

I love to watch you chat and smile, you're such a naughty flirt, I'm smiling because I already know that I'm the only man getting a hand up inside that skin tight skirt

I know you are mine and I've been your master for so long, others may try to steal your heart but it's to me that you truly do  belong

So go be that social butterfly you've my permission to go out and learn to flirt, you're surrounded by so many hopeful men, it's not surprising in that skin tight skirt

THE KINKY POET 

It's you

I want to reach out across the void and ignite your sexual desires, to make you feel incredibly wanted by sparking up all your sexual fires

I want to be inspired I want to write about your kinks within a sexy rhyme, to show all your kinks in stanzas to show the world you are devine

Write about soft silky bindings used to tie you up so nice and tight, ball gags and blindfolds, to subdue you through each kinky playful night

So many different outfits you'd wear, when we play our a role play game, some sleazy, some demure no two of the outfits would ever look the same

Stanzas that describe the wild passion as we are moulded and entwined as one, the pain and the pleasures that are shared until we both start to cum

You would be my writting inspiration, you would be my poetry queen, even though you're only in my head and are someone of whom I dream

If I could reach you out and find you in the void and make my dreams about you true, I'd never need another muse I d just simply write of you

THE KINKY POET 

Your gorgous mound

I want to rip your panties off and go down on your gorgous, wrap your thighs so tightly around my head i can't hear a single sound

Grind yourself into my face just drown me in your wine, I'll do my best to lap up every drop making sure each drip is caught and mine

Lift your hips higher let my tongue get itself deeper inside your hole, I push myself in tighter, I want to taste your wet pussy's soul

Making patterns on your throbing clit, my tongue dances, probes I love to make it flick, I enjoy oral so very much but I also love you on my dick

Both are fantastic I love giving you my tongue and of course my cock, my tongues agile and moves like a snake but my dick is like a rock

Good job it's not up to me I swear I just couldn't decide, that's why I follow your instruction and let you choose on which part of me you decide to ride

I love drowning in your pussy juice but I also love to grind and pound, I'm lucky you like either and I get to eat and fuck your gorgous mound

THE KINKY POET

Loves lost dream

Kiss me with such electric passion just like the way you used to do, hold me in a tender clasp as if our love that once was is still alive and true

Share your body with me, let me be warmed by your bodies sexual heat, let me put my head to your gorgous chest and hear my name in every beat

Give me that tingle that used to run up and down my spine, that feeling of desire and anticipation that you once gave to me every single time

I long to taste your cherry chapstick to look into your pretty face, to see you getting ready each morning, your body adorned in soft red lace

Oh how I miss the little bruises and the claw marks on my skin, even the clearing up of all your kinky toys that were strewn about after a night of naughty sin

Oh to find myself between your wanton thighs enjoying my favourite pussy feast or being tight up behind you unleashing my ravenous sexual beast

But again I wake in a cold sweat, alone and things aren't what that seem, it was another night of memories, another loves lost dream

THE KINKY POET 

Start to bleed

Drip, drip your juices fell your nectar truly tastes divine, my tongues moving furiously, I'm desperately making all your delicious juices mine

Lapping flicking poking, my tongue's making patterns on your throbing clit, I'm always at my happiest feeding off your soaking slit

Your lips spread with my thumbs i see your pinkness deep inside, I try to get three searching fingers in, I want to stretch your pussy wide

I dip them deep inside you I suck off the juices with a hungry suck and lick, soon you are ready and you whisper "now I want some dick"

Soon I'm on top of you you're running your claws across my skin, the pain gets mixed with sexual pleasure as I ram my solid manhood in

Grinding on your body, soon we're moulded into one, now my desires are just to pleasure you, I'm desperate to make you cum

Pounding you for all I'm worth, soon I fill you full of my creamy seed, you dig your nails in harder the pressure makes me start to bleed

THE KINKY POET

Just take me now

Use me for your pleasure I'll be your sex toy for the night, use me and abuse me i want to be degraded and tied up nice and tight

Call me all those awful degrading names, you know they get me wet, force objects deep into me I'll take all that I can get

Rip off my sexy lingerie tear it up then just throw it in the bin, I'm here at your mercy Sir I just want a night of sleazy, dirty sin

Force yourself upon me take me in all my awaiting hungry holes, to be left exhausted and bruised are just two of my kinky sexual goals

Take a look around the house there's so many things to use, there's obviously loads of sex toys but there's other things for you to choose

Vegetables in the fridge a hairbrush handle, there's that skinny candlestick, I'm sure if you look hard enough there's tons of things to use as a sort of dick

Your large throbbing cock inside me a huge carrot stuffed deep in my backdoor, two holes being pounded no dirty bitch could ask for more

Bite marks, paddle welts, all painful but welcome reminders of the night, if I can't walk the next day then Sir you have done me right

THE KINKY POET