THE KINKY POET

Black and Red

It's late at night I close my eyes you're wearing Black then Red, I obviously know I'm dreaming becuase of this quick changing thing going on in my head

Red lace then Black lace it's like all my wishess have just come true, a gorgeous lady in sexy lace wanting to play the whole night through

Staring at her pretty face she's has the most gorgeous soft Blue eyes, with dirty blonde hair and the cutest chin, this is a real surprise

She has a heaving cleavage she has my favourite sexy curves, her hair encapsulates her pretty face I'm excited in all my nerves

She slowly removes the lingerie I get a glimpse her hardened nipples, the colour is a kind of blush, I immediately wanted to suck and play with them, they look so really lush

Naked she's gorgeous I run my hands across her soft pale skin, I lay pull into my bed with me so the kissing can begin

Soon I'm moving down her at a guess she's  five foot five, I slowly move between her legs, it's time for me to dive

Her nectar is delicious soon we are making love all over my lonely bed, a wonderful dream I had tonight inspireed by you in Black and Red

THE KINKY POET

Dear TreasureMe, 

Thank you for an awesome challenge. LADIES your poems have been brilliant and I look.forward to reading many others 

It has however proved one thing......I BETTER UP MY GAME.

The readings have been brilliant. Thank you so much to you all 

I've had a brilliant day reading them. Keep up the great work

Ron xx

THE KINKY POET 

Poetry day challenge set by the wonder: TresureMe.   SEARCH HER BLOG TREASURE CHEST

The cage

Welcome to our place of safety we call this space THE CAGE, were dominance and submissiveness is frankly all the rage

It's a place free of biased where people are not quick to judge, where you can spill how you feel and never have to budge

Games are often discussed there's always talk of kink, you can share your secrets and not worry what other people think

There's reviews of the latest toys, gorgeous ladies show their curves, men are respectful they treat the ladies how they do deserve

For me it is my happy place, I get to write with all my wit and charms. I'm humbled and honoured by the way I've been accepted with such open arms

Ron

A gift

The door bell goes off you go and open your front door, there's no body in sight but there's a shinny parcel on the floor

After looking both right and left you see your on own, you are just about to pick it up when there's a message on your phone

You open the message app, instantly you start to smile, It simply said enjoy the gift, it was from someone you've known now a while

You pick up the shinny box you begin to undo the  big red bow, you feel a rush of excited anticipation but you take things nice and slow

The lid lifts off and it reveals a card and soft pink tissue paper, eagerly you glance at the card knowing you can read it later

Opening the tissue paper what's there puts a huge smile across your face, it's the most delicate soft lingerie made of Black silk and edged with soft Red lace

You hold it up to yourself and wonder how did he know my size, you feel it against your cheek, and imagine the look of hunger in his eyes

You pick up your mobile phone and message him he must come over for a real life view, perhaps dinner and a glass of wine just the two of you

In an instant he had answered, of course he'd come to yours, you just name the time and once you've shared a evening you'll allow him to write about it in a rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Sadistic little whore

Welcome to my world of depravity I'm your master for the night, you'll experience pain and pleasure here if I've got my guesses right

You've come here of you own volition no one's forced your will, tonight I'm going to blow your mind, you'll get a kinky sexual thrill

All your holes will be explored I'll take advantage of all your curves, using all my sexual skill to awaken all your nerves

Blindfolded and wearing headphones to enhance your vulnerability, you won't know where I'm coming from but I promise it will be me

I don't share my playthings and tonight your my favourite toy, I want you all to myself I'm a very greedy boy

Floggers and paddles things made to leave marks on your skin, they're bound to leave welts and bruises, to remind you of the nights foray into sin

You may have a safe word if you decide you can't take no more, I can't guarantee I'll stop though, because it's the reason you came here for

Once the fun is over make sure you leave the money on the table by the door, feel free to book me again, I'm your sadistic little whore

THE KINKY POET 

Spend the day

I tell you to put on something sexy, I want to take you out to lunch, I want to spoil you rotten buy you flowers by the bunch

Have a meal at your favourite restaurant, take you shopping for new lingerie, new shoes perhaps a dress, anything you want to buy today

Let me show the world I adore you, let me shout it out so loud, how much I love you in my life and how you make me so very proud

I'm so very lucky to be your partner, you are so much more than I deserve, everytime I look at you, you ignite every loving nerve

So go baby get ready let me take you out, to show the world my girl, put on a summer dress, I love it when you spin and twirl

Hair done make up done, you look like a gorgeous work of art, you are so very beautiful, you've captured my empty lonely heart

Soon you are ready as I look up you take my breath away, my heart fills with love and pride, as we step out to spend the day

THE KINKY POET 

Mesmerising vision

You come to me naked, there's nothing left for you to hide, you turn around so slowly I get to see your every side

Gorgeous curves glide slowly around I'm mesmerized by what I see, I'm honoured and privileged you're doing this for me

I start to map your body, I want to remember every inch, you move with a sexy confidence, not for a moment do you flinch

Your hair moves gracefully it encapsulates your pretty face, I'm becoming aroused so badly now my hearts beating at such a pace

Your ass looks so luscious it's like a ripe fresh Peach, I'm really quite lost for words but there is no need for speech

You can see the fires, the way they're flashing in my eyes, you move your position slightly so I can see inside your thighs

I can glimpse your Rose it's glistening by the pale moonlight, I swear I've died and gone to heaven, that's how I feel tonight

I'm desperate to notice everything I must lock your image in my brain, so I can imagine you anytime I want, when I want to see you naked once again

THE KINKY POET 

Magical connection

Creeping in your head at night to have a sneak around, trying to find your naughty thoughts looking to see if they could be found

I want to find all your sexual secrets, all the kinks that turn you on, so I can write them down in poetry and sign them wrote by Ron

I'm looking in your darkest corners, where your kinks are safely kept, you think I'm just a dream but I've been peeking whilst you slept

Then when you read my poetry you'll think wow he has read my mind, he's written about my favourite things of the most kinky kind

You'll wonder how I did it, how I stole secrets from your brain, naughty rhymes of kinky pleasures to arouse you once again

Stanzas like they were written typed by you on his phone, how can he know these sacred things these secrets are your own

I just close my eyes and think of you, pictures and words pop into my brain, it's like a magical connection I've made with you again

THE KINKY POET 

The hungry hummingbird

Hovering near her flower, the hungry hummingbird needs to feed, he moves closer to her petals, he's now ready to proceed

The Roses petals part slowly he moves in to take a sip, his tongue brushes her engorged bud, in her nectar he starts to dip

With each dip the flower gets more moist, soon he's covered in her wine, he's ravenous for her, her flowing nectar tastes devine

He moves in and out of her, drawn in by her gorgeous smell, the odour of her pollen has him locked in some sort of spell

The deeper he enters her, the sweeter the nectar tastes, the hummingbird laps quicker there's not a drop that goes to waste

Feeding like a starving man, the hummingbird can't get enough, he begins to lap harder, the Rose seems to like it kind of rough

Soon the flower begins to quiver, she has no more nectar left to shed, the hummingbird moves away and goes to his nest, it's time to rest his head

THE KINKY POET 

Eating your pussy

A hunger sweeps over me, I'm ravenous for a taste of you, so take off your lacey lingerie you know what you must do

Get yourself comfy, then spread your legs real wide, pull apart your roses petals and let me see inside

Stroke your swollen clit slowly, make yourself nice and wet, I'm desperate to eat your pussy, my hungers not been quenched just yet

As I go down on you your rose rises up and takes me in, my tongue is ready for you so please let the pussy feast begin

Drown me in your pussy juice, I want to savour every drop, I'm going to eat you raw tonight until you beg for me to stop

Grind yourself into my beard, my tongue will do the rest, when it comes to eating pussy girl you know I am the best

Feeding on your gorgeous pussy, makes me really smile, it will also calm this ravenous hunger but only for a while

THE KINKY POET