THE KINKY POET

The maid

Working from home today, I guess this could be fun, you're wearing a little skirt today, I might get to see your bum

Watching as you move around, doing your daily chores, you look so very sexy as I watch you mopping floors

You ask would I like some tea, you bring it to my desk, I can see your cleavage, I love that skin tight vest

You caught me staring, I blushed and let out a stupid giggle, you laughed and winked, then gave your tits a little jiggle

Wow I'd never been that close to such a luscious pair, you're beautiful and so sexy, I love your smell and hair

I take my tea off you, my fingers brush your skin, who would thought a single touch, would drive my mind to sin

I imagine you are naked, as you scrub and clean the shower, I'm sitting watching you, you have me under a spell with your sexual power

Tits brushing against the showers screen, I can see your silhouette behind the glass, I watch you bend over, I see the shape of your naked arse

Then you pull back the glass, you beckon me inside, I slowly take my clothes off and then we shower then get dried

Looking at your body, you're to pretty just to clean, you should be a model, or at least that's how it seems

I've had a school boy crush on you, from so long ago, far away back when, must be at least six years now, yes I'm sure that I was Ten

Everyday you've been here, you work so hard for me, my dad and mum, even when you're not feeling well, still you always come

You are so very beautiful, I swear you make me drool, I'm glad I've spent the day with you, there's no one as cute as you in school

Oh well I've had my tea, I guess I better read this book, I'll hold it up like I'm reading it, whilst I take one more sneaky look

I know its a school boy crush and you are just our maid, if you only knew of my fantasies and knew of the huge part in which you played

You would realise I'm no longer just a boy, I'm turning into a full grown man, no one could ever love you more, I am your biggest fan

THE KINKY POET 

Necklace of Pearl

Kneeling down before him, moist mouth ready open wide, the Submissive is ready for her master to, take his cock inside

He puts his cock before her, in her hands she cups his balls, she wants to please her master, so she will give her all

Stroking down his hardened shaft, her lips she slowly licks, then she puts him to her awaiting tongue, she gives his head some flicks

Tantalising her master, she runs her tongue along his hardened shaft, she's done this so many times, she's proficient at her craft

Massaging his balls in her hand, she looks her master in the eye, before putting her mouth around, she lets out a little sigh

He feels her mouth surround his cock, he gets harder to the touch, slowly she moves back and forth, his submissive has the lightest touch

Sucking on him slowly, her tongue runs across his throbbing head, ravenous with desire, her masters needs must be fed

He reaches down to hold her by the head, her mouth he starts to fuck, pushing deeper in her throat, he forces her to suck

She gags has he hits the back of her throat, he makes her take him whole, he begins to pound faster, to cum now is he's goal

Faster he pushes in, she sucks his cock real long and deep, juices escape from her lips, down her chin they slowly seep

He his nearly cumming, from her mouth he pulls away, normally she would swallow her masters seed but this is not today

He tells to wank him off, she knows what's about to just unfurl, he empties spunk all down her chest, a Necklace made of Pearl

THE KINKY POET 

Valentine in red lace

Where is my Valentines, the red lace girl, who haunts my dreams, beautiful and sexy, a figment of imagination or that's just how it seems

Her sexy eyes her moist painted lips, skin so soft as Velvet as a Rose, surely she's really out there but where only heaven knows

Beautiful curves, in pretty lace, created like a work of art, not Da Vinci or Michelangelo could improve on you, you've been perfect from the start

To hold you in my arms late at night, to find my sweet Valentine, is a hope and longing i carry, one day i hope you're mine

Wearing red lace for passion, the colour of a  deep Rose red, the lace drapping off your sexy curves, your laying seductive in my bed

I kiss your pretty painted lips, my hand slides between your thighs, your moist bodies ready for me, there's desire within your eyes

You spread yourself for me, you're wet and you opened wide, I slowly climb on top of you, I guide myself inside

Our bodies become entwined as one, like a sculptor working clay, blended in sexual harmony, we match in every way

My body crashes on you, like wild waves upon a shore, building up to ecstasy, I hear you cry for more

Kisses rain down on you, I can see the love etched on your face, you dig your nails into me, my sign to pick up pace

Orgasm after orgasm, juices running wild and free, soaked in your desire, like I'm swimming in your sexual sea

Pounding you even faster, I'm so close I'm almost done, we've shared a night of passion, I cum with the morning Sun

My Valentine dressed in the redest lace, you are left saited laying on my bed, then my eyes open again I'm all alone, we've had sex inside my head

My Valentine girl who haunts my dreams, tonight you wore red lace, I only wish I knew you were real and not just gone without a trace

But I know you'll return to me soon, back into my dreams you'll creep and we'll make love again another night, the instant that I sleep

THE KINKY POET 

The Valentine poet and the Rose

Rose If you listen carefully my heart beats out your name, no mater how far we are apart, it always beats the same

You are the air that fills my lungs, without you a can't breath, Rose you are my special life-force, on this you can believe

Sweet Rose you are always on my mind, I carry forever in my heart, no matter what the distance my love won't fall apart

Even when I'm sleeping, in my dreams you're there at night, snuggling and kissing, the perfect Rose wrapped in my arms so tight

I know that my Rose is busy, time to read poems hard to find, I hope she gets fleeting moments, to read my poems of the supportive kind

But remember this my perfect Rose, you are this Knight poets secret Valentine, every minute of every day, i write of you in rhyme

So no matter where you are today, there's one thing that is true, out there in the universe, there's a poet who'll always care for you

A poet who tries so hard to find the words, who desperately tries to make you see, no one could ever care for you more and that the poets me

THE KINKY POET 

So many outfits and scenarios

So many sexy outfits which one do you choose, I you pick a certain one, my heart to you I'll lose

Sexy little school girl, or a full body suit of red lace, you dressed in anything makes my poor heart race

The outfits that I've seen you in really turned me on, I'll be looking at your pictures, the moment that you're gone

Laying in my bed at night or even through the day, I love to look at you and dream of us at play

Silky retro negligee, in the cutest shade of pink, or leather edged in lace, makes me start to think

Scenarios of us roll playing, your a little on my knee, you giving me your maiden hood, saved especially for me

You tied up and helpless, whilst wear leather edged with lace, me taking you by force, the look of submission on your face

Maybe trying other outfits could really be quite fun, Princess leia as a slave girl, perhaps a sexy nun

Maybe have you in a collar, take you out for a little walk, control you in such a manner, I'd tell you when to talk

All of these sound fantastic, but the favourite in my head, would you to be naked, laying in my bed

Feeling all your curves, from below to high above, kissing every inch of you, would be the thing I'd love

So many different sexy visual stimulants, each night a different game, no wonder I can't sleep at night, I've got you inside my brain

Sexy and seductive, by Highness you're my Queen, I can't wait to make love to you, even though its just a dream

THE KINKY POET 

The Rose and the mirror

Standing at the mirror, trying to see the perfect Rose I see, she looked hard at her reflection, to find the Rose that she is to me

She could only see her flaws, the tracks from the tears she'd wept, she couldn't see the girl I saw, or how into my heart she crept

She couldn't see her inner beauty, or understand why I would fall in love, she just saw the empty shell and not the Angel from above

She couldn't see her perfect petals, staring in the reflection of her face, no idea of her beauty, which made my poor heart race

I pray one day she's see her worth, I hope she finally knows, how wonderful she is to me, the girl I call the Rose

So each time you catch your reflection do one thing i plea, say these words I'm sending you, just do this thing for me

Look deep into the mirror, breath deep and count to Three then say BE STRONG AND BE BEAUTIFUL BUT MOST OF ALL BE ME

THE KINKY POET 

Talking her round

Him:  Baby you know I love you, I've told you, you're one, we've been together ages, let me stick it in your bum

Her:  You know I've never done that, it might really hurt, you say that you love me but I know you are a flirt

Him:  Come on baby you know its only play, I truly only love you, so how about some anal, we alone at home today

Her:  Why do we have to do it, your big cock might cause me pain,  why are you asking me this desire once again

Him: Baby it would prove you love me, it would be like a sacred bond, proving that your serious about me, not that you're simply fond

Her: Promise you'll be gentle, and you mustn't tell your friend, if any body finds out, our love will have to end

Him: Baby I'll be gentle just let me slide the tip just in, it will be our secret, I promise i won't tell him

Her: I'm gonna let you take me, just slowly guide it in, i can't believe we're doing it, this is a sexual sin

Him: Baby it's normal now, girls love it up their bum, it's really quite enjoyable, it might even make you cum

Her: ok this is because I love you, go on push it up my bum, you say its enjoyable and it might make me cum

Him: Here we go my babygirl, see it don't hurt that bad, you sound like you're loving it, I bet you're kind of glad

Her: Oh my god I love it, I love you cock up inside my bum, ride me baby ride me, oh god you'll make me cum

Him: See baby I told you that you'd like it, to me you've proved your love, now bend over a little further so I can fuck you from above

Him: YES

THE KINKY POET 

Never drop a petal

You are so perfect the archetypal Rose, your beauty's there for all to see, every petal of crimson Velvet, the perfect Rose to me

Soft sensual curves, you stand with style and grace, elegance personified, with each and every petal in it's place

With such pretty petals, no great artist could do much more, they could not paint you more perfect, you are a Angel to the the core

So never let anyone steal your sun, push through their cloudy skies, always have belief in yourself, ignore their hateful lies

People only pull you down, because they can see you're way up high above, jealousy over comes them, so they spread hate instead of love

They will say nasty words, at your petals they will grab and pull, just rise above them, be strong don't let your petals fall

Hold on to your inner strength, see the Rose growing In front of me, the most beautiful and perfect girl, who in my dreams I hope to see

So never listen to them,  but sadly evil people just won't stop, never let them stunt your growth, never let a single petal drop

Be strong and be beautiful, you are the perfect Rose to me, show them who you truly are and watch the haters flee

THE KINKY POET 

BLACK LEATHER AND LACE

Laying there seductive, all dressed in Black leather and Lace, a vision of loveliness, a sexy look upon her face

Leather shinning brightly, the Lace laying soft upon your skin, erotically arousing my mind is full of sin

In my mind I am there my hands run across, your every curve, my god you look so beautiful, much more than I deserve

Your pretty smile looking at me, my hands run down your hips, I see a glint in your eyes, as you slowly lick your lips

A act of seduction, my desires fires rage, as my heart beats through my chest, in all the dreams I've had of you this one is the best

We kiss and I pull you close, I feel Lace and Leather brush my skin, I'm kissing you along the neck, let our night of sex begin

Slowly I take off your outfit, it most certainly did its trick, I'm laying next to you with a hard and throbbing dick

You take me in your mouth, along my shaft you run your tongue, I love it when you suck my dick, though it's makes me want to cum

I eat your pussy as you suck my dick, the perfect sixty nine, you juices run into my mouth, you really taste devine

Then I turn to face you, I guide myself slowly deep inside, slow deep penetration, as your pussy I start ride

You wrap your legs around me, your nails run down my spine, this makes step up a gear, I know it's nearly time

Pounding you on your bed, you moan and call my name, we are lost in the throws of passion and orgasm is our aim

Faster, deeper and harder, we are both about to cum, your legs now over my shoulders, my hands tight on your bum

With one more thrust, we both cum, I fill you with my seed, saited and exhausted, we've both filled our sexual need

What a wonderous evening, you looked so hot in Black Leather and in Lace, now it's crumpled on the floor all strewn about the place

Snuggled up afterwards, you have a satisfied look upon your face, such a magic evening, ended wrapped in your embrace

THE KINKY POET 

Nestled

I want to be snuggled up with you, right between your thighs, so close to your pussy, I can taste its sweet surprise

Feel your thighs upon my cheeks, as my lips kiss your shaven mound, legs wrapped around my ears, so I can't hear a sound

Heat generated by you makes my face turn a shade of red, your hands holding me tight inside, your fingers pressed into my head

The gentle sway of your hips, as you rise and fall, my tongue dipping in and out, I get to eat and taste you all

Juices running out of you, I feel it on my bristled chin, your nectar tastes delicious, a mix of love and sin

My hands grasped on your hips, I try to control your speed, but there's little chance of doing that, you take just what you need

Nestled in between your thighs, is the place I love to be, to be eating out your soft moist pussy, would be a dream for me

So spread your legs my darling, let me get nestled in just right, I'll make you cum so hard my love, let me pleasure you tonight

THE KINKY POET