THE KINKY POET

Halloween funtime

Can we play dress up come on you know tonight is Halloween, you could dress up as the sexiest ghoul or ghost i have ever seen

Or maybe you could wear a skimpy black dress and hold a broom as if you were a witch, you could cast a spell on me that would make my rock hard cock twitch

It doesn't have to be scary you could be a police woman with stripes to show your rank, you could arrest me in handcuffs then give my arse a spank

Or you could be Valek from the film you know the one who is a demon nun, you could chase me around the house screaming i bet would be real fun

If I had the choice you'd be a sexy school girl, wearing stockings with your hair in braids, even though you've done it many times before the excitement never fades

You could be my very own dungeon mistress you could chain me to the wall, then use me and abuse me until I've given you my all

Oh come on baby let's play just put down your boring book, go into the dress up box and then come out and turn me on with a scary Halloween look

THE KINKY POET

To be owned

I want you to treat me like I'm a cheap and slutty whore, rip off my clothes and pretty lingerie and throw them carelessly across the floor

Force yourself between my legs I want to feel your rough unshaven skin scratching at my thighs, call me nasty names whilst your gaze is fixed upon my eyes

Roughly spread my roses petals push a few digits in me a prelude to our ride, even though I'm pretending to be fighting you off my needs are impossible to hide

Wrap your hand around my throat slowly squeeze it nice and tight, use this move to simply take control make me your sexual plaything for the night

I give myself to you do with me now anything you please, just take to sexual heaven at the end pleases don't be a bedroom tease

Force your mouth around my slit Your probing and flicking tongue feels so devine, I want you to get love drunk on my pussy's flowing wine

I beg you to just use me and abuse me, take my heart my mind and soul, do anything that pleases you, to be owned by you is my only goal

THE KINKY POET 

Prayer across the void

I wonder if she's out there I'm searching for my muse, someone to inspire my poetry a girl who will ignite my artistic and emotional fuse

Someone who makes my minds creative juices really start to flow, a goddess to make my  heartbeat pound and race or to make it calm and slow

Someone who would inspire me with a kinky chat or a naughty pic, someone I can have naughty thoughts about whilst stroking my hardened dick

Someone to share fantasy's with a  woman to be my other better half, someone I can chat on serious issues with and of course a girl who can really make me laugh

Someone who's very honest she must be loyal, true and also very kind but with a very secretive nature of the utmost saucy kinky  kind

Oh i pray I find her soon, I cannot count the tears I've shed, my imagination brings both pain and pleasure whilst I lay alone upon this bed

So tonight I send a prayer out across the void hoping it finds a girl, the one who willing to be my poetic muse and my submissive girl

THE KINKY POET

Naughty boy

Oh I've been a very naughty boy it looks like I'm going to get a smack, will my mistress use her favourite paddle it gives an almighty wack

She's called me into her study it looks like going over her big Oak table, I must try to remember not to smile even though I'm not sure I'm able

She tells me to stand in front of her as she tells me off once more, I do not move I stand like a statue with my eyes fixed firmly on the floor

I hate being told off by her there's always so much disappointment in her tone, swear I feel like i could cry if I was left here on my own

Soon I'm across her desk awaiting the first initial sting, though it's quite shocking I love the pain and pleasure the first hit always seems to bring

The shock rolls over me like a euphoric wave of sexual pleasure, these are the kinky moments I live for each wack i adore and treasure

After a sound thrashing I'm told to behave and sent back to my room, alone I lay on my bed the come down from my spanking always feels my heart with gloom

THE KINKY POET

Going in deep

I push my tongue in deeper your Roses nectar tastes so sweet, buried deep inside your gorgous thighs is by far my favourite place to eat

Your juices running down my face I try to catch each and every drop, your hand pressed tightly behind my head making sure I do not stop

My tongue flicking and probing as I make patterns around your clit you've got your legs spread widely giving me full access to your juicy slit

As your juices run freely i franticly drink your pussy's wine, your chalice is now over flowing with your flowers nectar you really taste devine

You begin to grind onto my mouth I hear your sexual sighs, I push myself in tighter my hands grasping tightly onto your now shaking thighs

Your moans now are getting louder it's my cue to lick you hard and fast, my jaw aches with the effort I don't know how long this technique will last

Each lap of my tongue brings you sexual pleasure you shudder as you start to cum, I love it when you scream out my name it's a sure sign my job is done

THE KINKY POET

Your wish is my command

Buttons go flying absolutely everywhere your blouse lays strewn across the floor,. now I can see your lacey bra but now I'm in the mood for more

I run my hands down your gorgous body, my thumbs slip inside your skirt, I slide it down so slowly to find you've got no panties on, you kinky little flirt

You spread your legs wide my face is at the exact level of your pretty Rose, I nestle my face into your pussy, I rub your cliterus with my nose

My thumbs spreads your petals I see your bud glistening in the bedroom light, she looks down at my head and I hear her say I want it hard a fast tonight

I smile to myself thinking your wish is my command I stand up and take your hand and lead you to our bed, there you drop to your knees and begin to give me head

After I while I tell you to stop I can feel myself beginning to reach the edge and cum, I don't want to lose my creamy seed until your sexual wish is done

I turn you around on the bed I know you love it roughly from behind, I slide my shaft into you then begin to pound your pussy I want to blow your mind

I start to fuck at a frantic pace you scream as we both begin to climax I empty my seed deep inside, exhausted and covered in sexual sweat I flop on the bed laying by your side

THE KINKY POET

Pierced clit

I am in my favourite place, how I love to be snuggled in between your thighs, but tonight was so very different your Rose held a big surprise

As I pushed apart your glistening petals I see something I'd never seen before, it the first time i glimpsed your piercing I was desperate to see much more

Sitting on your rose bud was a red stone it enhanced your gorgous clit, it was like a crown on your pussy, you now have a pretty royal slit

I moved my mouth in closer my tongue flicked your brand new cliterus stud, it seemed to drive you more crazy than when I tongued your un pierced bud

Your reaction was amazing it made you squirm and buck, then it sent you into a sexual overdrive when we started our naughty fuck

The feeling of your pussy's stud as it slid up and down my throbbing hard manhood, who knew a piece of body jewellery could make my shaft feel so very good

Your pierced pussy was such a amazing surprise it felt so very good, thank you for being brave enough to have a piercing through your hood

THE KINKY POET

The Submissive

I walked into the dungeon you were on your knees eyes firmly fixed upon the floor, you were knelt there so submissively I swear no dominant could ask for more

I stand there before I put my hand down and slowly raised your chin, your eyes glistened in the candle light as you smiled you knew it was time for sin

I lead you to the center of the room I laid you down onto the bed, I moved you to the very end and placed a soft fluffy pillow behind your head

I began to kneel between your legs I slowly kissed up along each thigh, I glanced up to see you throw back your head as you let out a audible sigh

Soon I was at your pretty Rose your bud was already engorged and wet, your juices were flowing freely even though I hadn't touched your flower yet

Soon i was eating out your gorgous soaking pussy your juices tasted devine, I was in total control now and your body, heart and soul was mine

Then I raised your legs onto my shoulders i had a grip tightly on your bum, I pounded my manhood deep inside you and didn't stop until we both had cum

THE KINKY POET

Eating you out

Slowly take your panties off im really in the mood to play, ive been thinking about eating you out it's been in my naughty thoughts all day

I was sitting in my office my mind drifting off between your thighs, I must confess i shocked myself when I let out some desired sighs

Nestled in between your legs my tongue dancing on your clit, Slowly lapping up all your delicious juices dripping from your soaking slit

I love it when you grab a handful of my hair and take control of my head, pushing me tightly onto your pussy making sure that I've been fully fed

Sipping at your chalice slowly lapping up your juices is devine, your nectar tastes like heaven your pussy produces the most delicious wine

Im getting love drunk on your gorgous pussy, your juices soak my face, my heartbeat races faster the excitement sets my beats at a frantic pace

You grind yourself into my face it allows my hungry tongue goes deep inside, to make sure I get in deep.and really close you spread your legs real wide

THE KINKY POET

The hunger deep inside

A sexual hunger rushes through my veins I'm turning into a ravenous beast, I want to strip you naked and on your body i have a need to feast

There's no time for niceties gentle foreplay never stood no chance, my desires were raging now my sexual needs were way far to advanced

I'm pulling at your clothing I get glimpses of your red lace underwear, I hear your blouse ripping at the seams but by now I didn't care

You allow me to do what I wish I'm now in full control, i now own your gorgous body but that's not enough I want to own your heart and soul

Franticly I pull off your torn clothes, pausing only a moment to admire your pretty lingerie, it was only a fleeting moment as now I was desperate to have my way

I guide you down onto our bed i slide between your thighs, I know my tongue has hit the spot by the way you let loose some muffled sighs

All evening I have my way the beast in me was full of a ravenous sexual rage, after a long night of kinky sex I was sated and the beast was back inside his cage

THE KINKY POET