THE KINKY POET

Let's play

Bind my hands tightly put them high above my head, hang me from the highest beam or you can tie me down spread eagled on our bed

I want you to leave fresh sexual marks my skin i really love the kinky pain, it in some way calms me it seems to somehow soothes my brain

Use a wooden paddle or get the flogger from your box of tricks, do anything you want to me you can even thrash me with some bamboo sticks

I'm sure we got some body wax I know we've got a freezer full of ice, I really love the mixture of hot and cold the mixture of both are nice

But make sure whatever you do make sure you fill me full of your body's gorgeous cream, you can even use the ball gag if you don't want to hear me moan and scream

You can call me degrading names treat me like some dirty whore, I love it when you use me and abuse me I love it when you take me on the floor

Role playing is my favourite thing I love wearing character outfits and sexy lingerie, I'll be anyone or anything you want you only have to say

THE KINKY POET 

I feel used

You slid out of your already damp panties and hand them to me like they were a gift, you then tell me you got time for a quickie but I'd better make it swift

That means there's no time for niceties just push her against the wall, drop my trousers around my knees and start to give my all

No she doesn't want kissing she tells me just do her from behind, I spin her around and get stuck in she loves the rough and brutal kind

All the time I'm pounding her she's swearing as I'm growling filth into her ear, I put my hand around the front and pull at her clit, she exclaimed faster she was near

I began to pick up the pace in a few more strokes she pulled away saying she was done, I asked what about me I never finished i didn't get to cum

She just smiled and giggled then with a very cheeky wink, she left me standing with a hard on and went to clean herself standing at our bathroom sink

She slapped my arse as she left me she said she'd make it up to me tonight, as she left to go to work I shouted out to you better girl or there's gonna be a fight

THE KINKY POET 

Birthday suit

Wow you look incredible in that basque and sexy panties made of lace, girl you really know how to put a naughty smile across this poets face

You always seem to know what to wear you truly are a tease, I love it when you're in a flowing dress the gets caught up by the slightest breeze

I love knowing you're always in matching lingerie nine times out of ten it's made of the softest lace, and you know if you're wearing red my heartbeats bound to race

Stockings are one of my favourite things they look great with a tight short skirt, you always manage to give me a glimpse of the stocking tops you saucy little flirt

Or when you're feeling naughty and want to do some kinky play, you'll come out in a sexy character outfit worn over your chosen lingerie

I love playing dress up and i adore you when you're just in sexy lingerie but the outfit i like the best and I hope you're not offended when I say

My favourite thing you wear is your absolutely perfect birthday suit, I'm mesmerised by your gorgous curves and your smiles so very cute

THE KINKY POET 

My best shot

Laying in my bed at night just writing erotic poems on my phone, i often wonder who reads them and do they only read them whilst they're on their own

I try to paint a picture in stanzas the sort that produces images in their brain, I hope they enjoy them and want to read them again and again

I wonder do they make them wiggle whilst laying on their bed or sitting in their favourite seat, do they read them to arouse themselves use my work as some sort of erotic treat

I imagine my works excite them I hope they might even inspire them to play, touching themselves or playing with a toy whist wearing some sexy lingerie

Do my rhymes inspire them to think of scenarios do they get inspired perhaps to write, have a go a writing some erotic poems when their alone on a chilly night

I wish I knew the magic formula to write poems to make them cum, words that lead to orgasms if I managed that my work as a erotic poet would be done

So late at night i write away hoping to hit that magic spot, then I lay here just wondering if I've hit the buttons well I'll give it my best shot

THE KINKY POET 

The reason I go to school

Wow it's really very windy sitting this high up in the tree but it's such a lovely view, I'm lucky it's grown right outside your window so I can get to look at you

Yes I know being this high up in this tree is very dangerous one slip and I might fall, but to glimpse you in your own bedroom I'd truly risk it all

These binoculars are really good they bring you right up so close to me, it's like I'm there with you in the room instead laying facedown in this tree

I hope i get lucky like the day you dropped your bath towel on your bedroom floor, I saw your gorgous bottom but I wish you'd turned around so I could see much more

If you knew I watched you I suppose I'd get thrown out of the school, but seeing you daily in class isn't enough and it's not the place to stare and drool

I don't care if your thirty five you're my only reason to go to class, I love it when you're writing on the board I get to stare at your gorgous ass

I wonder if you know how I feel sometimes I think you do by the way you smile and sort of play, especially when i handed my last assignment in you graded it an A

THE KINKY POET 

Retro sex

She glides into the bedroom in her new retro lingerie she was even wearing pretty pink mules with fur and a kitten heels to round off this sexy look, she looked incredible like a vintage goddess from a old porn book

She spun circles in the middle of the room making sure he didn't miss a curve, he could see her hardened nipples through the sheer material it really struck a nerve

She kept at a distance as she went from room to room pretending to be doing womans chores like she was there alone,  the only sound you could her was the clicking as he took pictures on his phone

It was like hed been sent back in time and she was the good little housewife doing the washing and cleaning for her man who's hard at work, he couldn't take his eyes off as she moved and her bum gave a tweek and twerk

She was humming some retro tune to herself almost oblivious that he was even there, moving around doing her womanly things so joyfully without a single care

His eyes were fixed upon her his manhood took over and hardened it began to pulsate and throb, he was at the stage where watching was not enough he needed her across his knob

He moved up behind her as she stood at the kitchen sink his hands ran across her sexy pink retro lingerie, he pulled her in tight and growled in her ear that's enough of your retro teasing play

Now he must have her he just couldn't wait a teasing moment more soon she was bent over the table naked and her beautiful pretty retro lingerie was there just a crumpled heap lying on the floor

THE KINKY POET 

The meeting

My heart seems to be beating a little faster the closer to your house i get, I'm feeling extremely nervous my hands are feeling clamy caused by a anxious sweat

I was shocked to get your phone call but still honoured I'm the one, I know you told me it's just a simple chat and have a little kinky fun

I know you have a Dungeon and you get off on giving pain, I'm wondering what fun you had in mind there's a million thoughts just racing through my brain

I've never been in a dungeon before I wonder if I'll get tied up tight, I'm nervous at being hurt real bad and being solely at your mercy for the night

I only replied to the advertisement because I was down and all alone, never in a month of Sundays did I think someone would ever call my phone

I stood outside deciding whether or not to ring your bell, but I decided to be brave and go inside hoping my nervousness was well hidden but I knew that you could tell

You shook my hand so politely then led me down stairs to a huge oak door, you looked directly into my eyes and said you know what you've come here for

That night my eyes where opened at last my life had meaning I'd finally found a goal, you took away my confusion now you own my heart and soul

THE KINKY POET 

Tell me what to do

I'm yours for the evening what do you have in mind, I'm hoping you'll do some weird things to me you know the sort of kinky kind

I know you've got a big chest of naughty toys, you've got bindings and shackles ready to lock me up, I'd quite like to be put on a lead and treated like a pup

I've never tried any sort of anal play, I know you have a selection of butt plugs, you can try one of your smallest one and go up in size to see which one fits quite snug

Feel free to take videos and pictures using your mobile phone but you must promise not to share them with anyone they're for you and you alone

You can pick a role playing scenario I love those sort of kinky games, you can treat me like a two bit whore and call me filthy degrading names

I want to see what things turn you on I'm wondering what thing you'll want to do, take your time to decide knowing that I'd do absolutely anything for you

This is a very special treat it's a special kinky gift from me to you, tonight is solely in your hands just take charge just tell me what to do

THE KINKY POET 

You are the best

I want to peel your already soaked lace panties off and get myself inside, I'm hungry for your wetness and I'm so desperate for us to ride

My manhood is solid the bloods pumping down my throbbing veins, let's both let our desires run wild tonight let's release the kinky thoughts inside our brains

Just tell me what sexy stuff you want to do, you know I'm always game, I'll do anything you want and I hope your also think the same

Go get the kinky toy box out if you want to play before we fuck, of course you can go put on your new character outfit l truly can't believe my luck

Oh i won the perfect partner lottery when I met you, I swear I struck pure gold, you're really way out of my league baby if the honest truth be told

You sexy body is so beautiful I'm fixated on your incredible curves, you are like a gift from the heavens above, your more than this boy deserves

So I'll sit here hard but very patiently I swear sometimes I feel like I'm being put through some sort of test but you are well worth waiting for to me you simply are the best

THE KINKY POET 

Blanket on the ground

It's really nice and warm out shall we go outside for a play, where one of your flowing dresses for easy accessibility i know you bought one the other day

We could drive down to the meadow lay a picnic blanket on the ground and if we're lucky we might get to have a naughty play if there's no-one else around

I saw the glimmer in her eyes ahe was definitely up for some risky fun, she rushed off to get changed but as she passes she cheekily pinched my bum

Soon we were in the car she'd even packed a basket full of treats, a chilled bottle of non alcoholic wine and some delicious things to eat

We drive with the top rolled down music playing we're nearly there, that's when you lift up your dress to show you're not wearing underwear

Soon we are surrounded by flowers we've got our blanket spread out on the ground, we sit quietly listening to nothing except nature's gorgeous sound

Soon she leans forward with a smile we share a soft and gentle kiss, we make passionate love on the blanket on the ground it truly was such bliss

THE KINKY POET