THE KINKY POET

Words of the Kinky poet

I want to climb inside your head, let me seduce your mind, fill your brain with thoughts and images of the really kinky kind

Let my words ensnare you, let me bind you in poetic rhyme, tie you up with stanzas make you dream that you were mine

Words to spark your hunger, let me make your fires burn, whispering sweet nothings to make your body yearn

Scenarios placed inside your head, hoping to spark a dream, all the things you desire, I'm hoping to make you cream

From the gentle art of seduction to being taken hard by force, all the 50 shades of grey will be mixed in with it of course

Sexy words to make you blush, calm yourself we haven't started yet, once I've finished playing in your mind, you'll find your pussy wet

So when you read my poetry let it nestle in your brain, it will bring you kinky dreams and then you can read them once again

THE KINKY POET 

Switch

Tonight a sit at your feet, tonight I willingly give myself to you, I'm here for you to do has you please, do has you choose to do

I want you to give me tasks, use me I'll be a sexual toy, let me be your plaything tonight I'm your submissive poet boy

I will do all you ask of me just command it and t Will be done, the only limit I must set is nothing must be put into my bum

Tie me up, flog me, leave paddle and rope marks on my skin, I want to have reminders of my submissive night of sin

I want to see your dominance I want to feel your power in full flow, I've never given myself to anyone so just take things nice and slow

It must seem a little bit of a strange request but it's been a sort of itch, what it must feel like on the other side of the dynamic so that's why I asked to switch

So I would know just how it feels to give up all control though only for one night, so I can see what I must done to make sure I do things right

THE KINKY POET 

Lustful game

I want to take you by the hand and guide you to my bed, there I will do all the things to you that run wild in my head

Let loose all my passions, eat your precious pussy raw, once you cum into my mouth I'll eat you out some more

My hands running wild on you, there's red lingerie strewn around the floor, you naked and so very beautiful no man could ask for more

Slde yourself across me let me enter your pussy deep and slow, you begin to ride me, soon we're both right in the flow

Moving in perfect symmetry we move and fuck as one, both holding off from orgasm, both having to much fun to cum

Sucking on your nipples you leave your claw marks on my skin, our fires of lust are burning bright, we have got lost within our sin

So reach out in your dream and I will do the same, perhaps we're connect across the void, and we can continue this our lustful game

THE KINKY POET 

My happy place before I was paralyzed 

Thanks Jack for the Challenge 

Love and light T.K.P 

Torn panties

Your body crashes against the door, my hands around your throat real tight, you will obey all my commands I now own for the night

I rip open your blouse, the buttons fly off with a pop, once my sexual beast has been let loose there's no way I can stop

You're wearing Red lace lingerie, my hungers at its peak, I push your torn panties into your mouth, it makes it hard to breath or speak

Soon your bras on the floor I'm leaving bite marks on each tit, I force your legs open and push my fingers in your slit

The mixture of pain and pleasure makes you sigh and moan, your naked and I'm taking videos of me using you on my mobile phone

I throw the phone on the chair, I spin you so now your face is at the door, I slide my cock into your soaking hole and call you my hungry whore

Pounding you hard from behind you shake as you start to cum, with every thrust I crash into you, I put a hard slap across your bum

I explode deep inside you, I fill your pussy with my seed, it looks like I owe you new clothes and lingerie after taking all I need

THE KINKY POET 

The perfect gift

A man will bring his lady flowers this gift might make her smile, sadly the will wilt and die as they only last for a short while

Then there's soft and cuddly toys, he might send her a Teddy bear, to give her something to cuddle at night when he can't be there

Jewellery is always a nice touch, a necklace or a ring, it shows an amount of forethought to plan that sort of thing

Lingerie is a great idea, but if he's honest it's not a gift for you, that's something he'd get to please himself if he was being true

Hand written personal poetry, declaring his feelings in a rhyme, it shows that he's thinking of you and you'll have it for all time

Is there the perfect gift the one that will leaver her jaw dropping to the floor, something that beats every gift that's she's been given once before

I believe there truly is and it's your understanding and your time, being caring and considerate will beat anything in this rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Iconic one line film challenge

Ok my lovelies here's the deal you must write a single line from a film without giving away the tittle but you can only answer if you can replace it with a new line from a different film to continue the challenge

Ok I'll start to give you a Idea

"YOU'RE GONNA NEED A BIGGER BOAT'
FILM: JAWS

"HERE'S LOOKING AT YOU KID"

Late night gift

It's late at night my phone goes ping its a message that read are you on your own, I replied yes and felt my heartbeat race, I wondered what was coming to my phone

It simply said for your eyes only I went and bought some soft Red lace, I took in a deep breath as the smile grew on my face

They was a Goddess wearing sexy lingerie in my favourite red, I couldn't take my eyes off her, naughty thoughts ran through my head

God she looked so beautiful I scanned her curves and was captivated by her eyes, I imagined playing in her cleavage, nestling my head between her thighs

Each picture was so beautiful she looked like a work of art, I could feel my chest pounding feeling the movement of ny racing heart

Seamed stockings and high heels, all matched that gorgeous red, god I wished she was here to share my empty bed

I simply reply with a million thanks, then I secure the pictures on my phone, there to seek inspiration and to look at when I'm on my own

THE KINKY POET 

Something special

You turn up at the department store, you ask the clerk where's ladies lingerie, she stops what's she's doing and say please follow me this way

Soon you're surrounded by lingerie there's so many colours and different styles, the rack of bra's and panties was enormous it stretches for miles and miles

Then they had baby dolls to wear when your in your bed, they're cute but not what you had in mind, you've something special in your head

Soft silk and satin, you wondered how they'd feel upon your skin, PVC and leather for that playful night of sin

Strapless bra's with panties to match, you don't like the look of a tiny thong, you know in the throws of passion, they wouldn't last very long

Finally you arrive at what you've been looking for, lingerie made of the softest lace, you run your hands across them and a smile grows upon your face

Now this is what you've had in mind, when the imagr came into your head, it's delicate and pretty, let's just hope it comes in Red

THE KINKY POET 

I was asked by someone who wishes to remain nameless why I write erotic poetry. Most know I'm paralyzed and it's kind of Mt way of releasing my sexual wants ect

So here is one of the reasons I write

Love and light T.K.P 

Why I write

My body's quivering with anticipation hoping someone likes the latest read, did it make them smile to themselves have I accomplished my sexy deed

Will my words entwine them will they weave their intended spell, will they send a kind review I guess only time will tell

Others read my poetry I hope they each see themselves in rhyme, each finding some personal connection in my words from time to time

To make people think naughty thoughts is part of this poets game, to make people feel good about themselves each day is my only aim

It's lovely to please the masses, I'd love to connect with a special one, someone who dreams of me until she greets the Sun

Someone who really feels my words, someone who let's my stanzas touch their heart, someone who has me in their thoughts, when we are apart

This is why I send stanzas out into the universe this is why this poet loves to write. to make people happy when they sleep alone at night

THE KINKY POET