THE KINKY POET

The place I want to be

Well you've got me bent over across your knee, my lace panties are on the floor, bring the paddle down on my cheeks then spank my bum until it's sore

Oh how I love the feeling of pain as it makes my body shiver, I love it when it makes me shake, as my pussy starts to quiver

With each stroke it sends sexual endorphins crashing through my brain, I'm bound to get you trousers wet as my juices pour like some sort of kinky rain

Paddles or bare hand or even use a leather flogger on my bum, with every single piece of delicious pain it brings makes me want to cum

Sexual pain brings me pleasure I love it when I'm punished for being bad, knowing that I'm gonna get a spank for any misdemeanors really make me glad

So I go about my busy day pretending I'm doing my best to not get myself caught, knowing I will be found out and my preventative actions will have count for nought

So I'll get myself in trouble again I'm here again bent across your knee, waiting for your naughty girl punishment is truly the place I want to be

THE KINKY POET 

Shitty day at work

Oh its time for naughtiness I really fancy a kinky play, let's get the toys tonight, I've been needed it all day

Sitting at my desk at work only you've been on my brain, I had dirty thoughts running through my mind whilst on my homebound train

I know you're already home you sent a picture of yourself wearing soft Red lace, I couldn't say I ran home off thr train but I certainly walked with pace

The anticipation was building I felt it throbbing down below, I walked with a hand in my pocket making sure the buldge in my trousers didn't show

It seems like ages for the door to open, but once I had got inside, I pinned you against the back of the door and forced your legs to open wide

One hand went down your lace panties my fingers run circles on your slit, my fingers were soon soaking wet from the juices from your slit

After a night of kinky sex on your way to the shower you did a silly twerk, my god I needed a naughty evening and that laugh after my shitty day at work

THE KINKY POET 

Brushing your hair

I sit and gently brush your hair making sure it's all in place, I smile as you pick up the hand mirror and a smile grows across your face

Wrapped in your bathrobe you look comfy and so snug, I pull you up onto my lap and give you a gentle hug

You snuggle yourself in tightly you put your head upon my chest, having you being close to me is the thing I love the best

We share a few kisses I look deeply into your gorgeous eyes, I see such a loving look, I can't help but to release some happy sighs

We chat about each others day I'm glad things went so well for you, I had some small hassles myself but I did what I had to do

I go to the kitchen I come back with two glasses filled with wine, it was the end to a perfect evening I'm so proud that you are mine

I love to treat you like a Queen some would call it aftercare, tenderness after we've had a play just shows how much I care

THE KINKY POET 

Your willing cock

It's time you got behind me and whispered filth into my ear, I want you to try something new and put your throbbing manhood in my rear

Sorry if that shocks you but it's something I want to do, I've thought of who I'd love to try it with and I could only think of you

I know you'll be very gentle I know you'll make sure it don't hurt my bum, I've heard it's very sensual and guaranteed to make you cum

I've bought some lubrication to make sure it goes in with some relative ease, so what do you think of my request shall I get down on my knees

I want you to talk dirty to me treat my like I'm your unpaid whore, once you've done it to me once I'm sure I'll just want it in my butt some more

I know it's a totally new idea and it makes me sound like a dirty kinky slut but surely I should have the right to ask to be pleasured in my butt

Do you need time to think it over my request wasn't meant to shock, I'm not asking you to love me, I just need your willing cock

THE KINKY POET 

Weekend full of fun

It's the weekend it can only mean one thing and that's some kinky fun, we get to play from Friday night until we greet Monday mornings sun

After work we'll go get supplies sort out all the toys we need for play, I empty out our play box I hope you're wearing the surprise outfit you bought the other day

You teased me with a picture of a bag saying there's something new inside, I asked you for other clues but I couldn't work them out no matter how I tried

The thought of a new outfit makes my heartbeat pound really fast, I charge all the power toys making sure that they will last

I know we've still got body wax I've already made the ice, the butt plugs are with the lubrication so they slide in her butt hole really nice

Handcuffs, chains and rope blindfolds and silk scarfs to tie her up real tight, I'm trying to make sure I've everything I need to make this weekend go just right

All I want is to please her, I want this weekend to be filled with kinky fun, I want her to have so many orgasms we both run out of cum

THE KINKY POET 

Your wet panties

I want to write some poetry that's guaranteed to make your panties wet, something so delicious it's the best I've written yet

I want it to turn you on so much you slide your hand along your thighs, then stroke along your panties edge and then slowly close your eyes

Let your imagination send dirty pictures through your head, images of me fucking you whilst you're tied down to your bed

Me playing with all your favourite toys but stopping before you cum, a nice well lubricated butt plug pushed gently in your bum

Nipple clamps put on tight, ypu know with pleasure must come pain, everytime you cry out out loud I do the same thing once again

Unbound I move you into different positions I use you like a plaything for the night, riding hard and pounding you, I love to fuck you right

So read my work and get wet then take your soaking panties off before you play, put them into a sealed up bag and post them to me right away

THE KINKY POET 

Summer picnic

Walking in a field of flowers we lay our picnic blanket on the ground, just us and mother nature there's no one else around

Sandwiches and nibbles we share a chilled glass of wine, I cannot stop myself from smiling at you, because you truly were devine

Sitting in your summer dress looking so beautiful with your hair done just so, the smell of flowers flows by as a gentle breeze begins to blow

We finish up our picnic we stretch out on our blanket being warmed by the gorgeous sun, you slide yourself across me our bodies now are one

We share a million kisses then you throw your lacey panties on the grass, I slide down my trousers so I can feel your gorgeous ass

Soon you take my throbbing manhood and slide it deep inside, I reach up and play with your breasts through your dress as you begin to ride

You begin to slowly grind I control the speed and depth by holding on your bum, the feeling was so intense it took all I had to make sure I didn't cum

I wanted it to last forever the feeling that I got was so great, it goes down as one of my favourite days when we shared a summer picnic date

THE KINKY POET 

On my knees and pray

We sat at a small table sharing a bottle of chilled wine, I loved the way people stop and look at you knowing you are truly mine

You look so incredible I'm mesmerized by your gorgeous curves, I love even watching you when you walk, I adore the way you sway and swerve

High heels and stockings I know you're  wearing sexy lingerie, I love the way you tease me by sending me a naughty sexy picture every day

Just being seen with you makes me feel so very proud, I wish i could climb the highest mountain and shout you're mine out loud

When we share sweet kisses, or when I'm laying with you face to face, every moment that we share together makes my heartbeat race

Hand in hand together I'm so honoured to be seen right by your side, every day seems to be so wonderful, you've made my life a joyous ride

I feel so blessed to be with you, I can't believe I'm the one you've chose to love, I still get on my knees and pray, thanking the one true God above

THE KINKY POET 

There will be two

Sitting at my desk today the clock seems to move so slow, I can't wait to get home tonight as you've promised me a show

You said you've bought a new outfit especially for tonight's kinky play, I begged you for a single clue but still you wouldn't say

My minds been racing I'm wondering what outfit she went out and got, i guess it doesn't matter which one it is I just love the bloody lot

From school girls to slutty nuns and of course anything made of lace, super hero outfits put a naughty smile upon my face

Maybe she'll be a bossy mistress maybe she'll tie me up real tight, maybe she put me through some pain, in a sort of BDSM sort of night

God the clock is slowing down, I know it's not and it's just time playing on my brain, there still seems to be hours left at work before I get on my homebound train

Oh my god my phone just pinged it says here's your final kinky clue, it won't be just her tonight, so instead of one girl playing tonight there will be two

THE KINKY POET 

Royal throne

Nestled between your gorgeous thighs, is your pretty Rose, I love being close enough to your flower I could touch it with my nose

Once I've climbed up between your thighs you'll have seductive bite marks on your skin, in the morning you'll have small bruises marking the places I have been

My beard will be soaked by your sex, I want to feel your juuces running down my chin, my tongue will be working frantically as I start to drink you in

Your petals held wide by my thumbs, I pushed your pussy open wide, with my tongue I danced on your cliterus, as I pushed my hungry tongue inside

Lapping probing flicking I just love to hear your moans and sighs, I stop briefly to see the emerging look of sexual pleasures shinning brightly in your eyes

You reach down and grab my head as in my face you start to grind, I give you every inch of tongue, I'm  hungry and will try my best to blow your kinky mind

Now it's time for you to go on top, it's your turn to use my face as your royal throne and I'll drink your juices with sexual pleasure as I listen to your cumming moan

THE KINKY POET