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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
5 years ago. Monday, December 28, 2020 at 12:21 PM

The Wolf

Sometimes desire strikes, his hunger starts to yearn, passion starts to ember, which makes his fires burn

Hunger stirs deep insight, the Wolf is on the hunt, looking for a easy meal, he has the taste for cunt

Eyes scanning around wildly, he spies the perfect prey, he siddles up beside her, he really wants to play

Staring at her deeply, soon she is under the wolf sex spell, will she survive this night with him, only time will tell

He brings her back to his den, he peels off all her clothes, he has her on all fours, his cock knows to go

She is wet already, his spell has done its magic trick, all she wants is him in her, she's desperate for his dick

The Wolf just ravished her, no romance was in sight, just raw and hungry sex, he fucked her hard all night

Changing many positions, he used all of his favourite things, he took her through pain and pleasure and the ecstasy it brings

Now the wolf has been fed, he's  finished with his prey, he simply throws her out the den, he's finished for the day

But soon his hunger return, his desires need to feed, be careful who you talk to, he might take you for his need

Ron

5 years ago. Monday, December 28, 2020 at 5:32 AM

Red cheeks

Get yourself across my lap, you've been a naughty girl, I told you that you must behave but still the deeds unfurl

No that coy look won't work, so pull your panties down, no point in pouting, throw away that frown

You know the rules you naughty girl, so now you pay the cost, now I've got to spank you and all privileges are lost

No sleeping in the comfy bed, you're back inside the empty cage, you will sleep there every night, you will feel my rage

Though its hard to punish you, it must be a lesson taught, in the8 battle of our wills, you will lose, you'll always end up fraught

So every time my hand lands, remember masters always right, life would be much easier, if you just gave up the fight

But the brattiness in you, loves to rear her saucy head, knowing that she'll get caught and end up across my leg

Here comes the first one, you know its gonna sting, grit your teeth and take the pain, I know it is your thing

This is a punishment, though I know it turns you on, sometimes I think you're naughty until a spanking comes along

I can see you're glistening, your getting nice and wet, but here comes another sting, I'm not through with you just yet

Its hard to keep my mind on task, when I can see your juice, I'm trying to be in charge here but my desires getting loose

Maybe I'll slide a finger in, maybe one or two or three, just to taste your pussy, well the juice you made through me

What started off as punishment, as turned into a fuck, fingers covered in you, your taste I love to suck

How can I be mad at you, your sexy, kind and meek, I will rub your bum better, let me kiss your sore red cheeks

Ron

5 years ago. Sunday, December 27, 2020 at 7:49 AM

Cyber boy

Far across the universe is a pretty girl, who's craving for her boy, sadly he lives in cyber land, he makes her feel quite coy

He can pick up on her desires, he seems to know her needs, he makes her feel so special, he does it with such loving deeds

Caring and compassionate when she feels unsafe, making sure she feels better, his tiny little waife

Then if she has desires, when she wants her hunger to be fed, he's a equally obliging, as he takes her to his bed

Passion when required, snuggles are on tap, she can either fuck him or have snuggles on his lap

Her cyber friend who has no name, can be there for both jobs, fuck her when she's horny, hold her if she sobs

He wants to be part of her life, to fulfil her every needs, he picks up on her nuances, he listens to her pleads

So even though he's far away, he's with you deep inside, hold out your hand to find him, you'll find him by your side

Ron

5 years ago. Sunday, December 27, 2020 at 3:45 AM

The sex war and the truce

Ripping all your clothes off, my passion for you burns, tonight I'm gonna take you hard, do the things I yearn

Tie you up, pin you down, throw you on the floor, have you on all fours, so we can fuck real raw

Do away with romance, no need for a soft romantic touch, I'm gonna treat you like a whore, I will own your crutch

Get out the sex toys, put clamps on where I choose, tonight you are my sex slave, you're bodies mine to use

Fingers buried in you, juices flowing down your thigh, everytime you get to cum, you release the cutest sigh

But tonight I don't want cute sighs, I want to hear you scream, call out my name real loud, you are my sexual Queen

I'll control your breathing, a belt around your neck that I can pull, I know that is your favourite thing, tonight you'll get it all

All your darkest fantasies, all of my dreams too, mixed in one night of sex, I'll give them all to you

Leave feeling raw and sore, abused in every way, aching from the battle but the scars will fade away

But once our war is over, there always is a truce, once I've untied you, once I've cut you loose

Then I want you in my arms, it's time for aftercare, to show that I adore you, for you I'm always there

Be there to protect you, to hold you safe throughout night, to be your guardian against the dark, to make things safe and right

For after we have played our rolls, the war was just a game, one things that will never change, one thing remains the same

And that is that you are my babygirl, though you live inside a dream, I will be your poet King and you will be my Queen

Ron

5 years ago. Saturday, December 26, 2020 at 12:53 PM

Little Kitten

Come here little kitten, climb up on my comfy lap, curl up in my arms, you look like you need a nap

Tucked up safe and warm, wrapped within my arms, listen to me whisper, let me tell you about your charms

Your pretty smile, your braided hair, your giggle makes me smile, come on stop your colouring, come hug me for a while

Let me stroke your pretty cheeks, place a kiss upon your head, take you to the bedroom, then tuck you into bed

Tell you your my special girl, perhaps read to you a tale, watch you as you get weary, as your eyes begin to fail

Go off to dreamland, where all sparkles, bright and Pink, a place filled with Unicorns, well at least that's what I think

Whilst you are dreaming, I will be here to watch you sleep, to protect you from the darkness, your safety I will keep

So time for you little Kitten, it's time to rest your weary head, snuggled up safe and warm, cozy in our bed

Ron

5 years ago. Saturday, December 26, 2020 at 4:01 AM

Owned

It's time for me to show You, whose in charge tonight, I'm gonna have my way with you, I'm gonna fuck you right

Pull your hair and choke you, tonight we're fucking rough, no quarter given, its time to get real tough

Take you in every hole, abuse you, call you dirty names, you've been such a bad girl, you've just yourself to blame

You went against my word, I told you not to cum, I saw you in the camera, playing with your clit and bum

So now you must pay the price, when will you ever learn, you are here to satisfy me, not have the things you yearn

So what shall be your punishment for not doing as your told, I could always fuck someone else, make you watch naked, tied and cold

Use all your favourite things, tie your special belt around her throat, make you watch me fuck her, I'll wear her coat

Have her draped all over me, wrapped up by her skin, sucking on her lovely mound, drink her juice right in

And you'll be on your chair, tied down nice and tight, sitting in your own juice, for not behaving right

Once I've fucked her good and hard as she leaves and starts to go, she looks into your needy eyes and says "Did you liked the show"

But you know she's just a toy, you simply start to smile, you know sir will want you next, you've known it all the while

You just sit patiently, let Sir play his I'm in control fuck game, you know when he needs it most, you will here your name

He will take you over anyone, he'll  fuck you hard and raw, he'll abuse you in every way, then he'll want some more

Choke you as your cumming, he knows you like that best, no matter what he threatens, you know he loves you best

Leaving you so very sore, bite marks on your thighs, you stroke them with your fingers, you start let out sighs

You're the one who wakes up, snuggled on Sirs beating chest, loved, wanted, cared for, Sir loves his Kitten best

Ron

5 years ago. Thursday, December 24, 2020 at 4:22 PM

Just wanted to wish all you KINKSTERS a very merry Christmas 

Thank you all for taking the time to read and comment on my poetry 

It humbles me knowing I'm not from the lifestyle but you all have help guide me through the maze and turns of it

Thank you once again, I'll be back soon. Sending Christmas kisses to all the beautiful ladies and festive high fives to the men

I'll sign off as usual 

LOVE AND LIGHT 

RON XX

5 years ago. Thursday, December 24, 2020 at 3:18 AM

The hunger games

I have this certain craving, it hides deep inside my soul, it tells me I need your body, this should be my only goal

Hunt you like a Wolf hunts prey, devour your your soft moist parts, eat and drink from you, but take care dont scar your heart

Its a fine line between devouring, and tender loving care, but I seem to find myself, somehow stuck in there

Desire washes over me, it tries to drown my caring side, I raise my head above its waters, where needs and care collides

Split between my own two halves, my desire wants it all, but caring says you must have love, only my head or heart can rule

This gnawing, aching passion, fights to take control, but nurturing tells me, kindness must take a roll

Where does this leave me, with my emotions in a whirl, I guess I'll have to ride the storm and let my fate unfurl

Desire need and hunger, one side of my inner coin, feeling it rise up deep within me, that aching in my loin,

Then there is the other side, the caring, gentle man, the side that must control the beast but I don't think it can

So welcome to my hunger games, this fight, I fight alone, I write the battle in stanzas, for you to read on your phone

Ron

5 years ago. Wednesday, December 23, 2020 at 9:54 AM

You've got mail

Ping my phone goes, it's to tell me I've got some mail, i open up the file, your pictures tell a tale

Sexy sultry pictures, I see your soft delightful skin, I see your pretty pussy, I'm desperate to get in

Your arse is just to die for, I imagine you on my face, your pussy juice running, I'm sucking it with pace

Riding my face my Goddess, fuck my tongue with lust, I adore all my pictures but I’d love to see your bust

I will take them out my picture vault when I'm on my own, heaven sent in pictures, on my mobile phone

I hope this is just the beginning I'd love close ups of you all, sexy pics of your pussy the thought just makes me drool

But dont think I'm ungrateful, I mesmerized by your look, thank you for sending them and the time it took

So if tonight you get sometime, just get out your mobile phone, send pictures to your poet, whose laying here alone

Flood my life with your pictures, I'd love pictures of just your face, to see into your pretty eyes, my heart will surely race

So enjoy your night my Queen, from your poet King, thank you for the pictures, and all the joy they bring

Ron

5 years ago. Wednesday, December 23, 2020 at 7:35 AM

Paying the cost

Can you have a play date, just sex, some laughs and fun, without giving up a piece of your heart before the day is done

You can start with your intentions, just simply to get your way, but is it really simple, to not let love get in the way

When at first you meet them, you may even both agree, its nothing but a good time, but is that enough for thee

Can you give your body, without giving a part of soul, because there must be some kind of connection, to make the play date roll

Yes the spark may just be sexual, it might be born from lust, but you can't have a play date, unless you add in trust

Trust's a tricky emotion, it demands that you are real but once you've opened up that door, it changes the play date deal

You show a side of you, the side you tried to hide, but now they can see your heart, they might get deep inside

Then you start to feel the same, feelings not in the game, then a play dates turned into so much more and love must take the blame

So listen to my cautionary poem, before your play date starts, remember it might just start off fun, but it might cost you your heart

Ron