THE KINKY POET

To quench your fires

My hands begin to quiver I'm now just a few inches from your skin, we are locked inside your dungeon I'm awaiting your demands on this our night of sin

I'm here to bring you sexual pleasure I will add some kinky pain, once I've made you moan and cum I'll make you scream and cum again

I can see rows of playthings there's ropes and chains hanging on the door, there was a huge chest of sex toys sitting on the stone cold marble floor

Your are wrapped in a robe I'm naked with everything in view, just a glance at my throbbing manhood told you what I really thought of you

You dropped your robe on the floor my manhood made you smile, to my surprise you fell to your knees and suck my cock for the what seemed longest while

Then I bound you to the big wooden cross, your arms and legs spread wide, once tied I put my fingers between your legs to feel the wetness they held inside

I spent the night spoiling you, I played with every kinky toy you picked, floggings and nipple clamps were used in between you getting dicked

It was my honour to give you all you asked for, to fulfil everyone of your ravenous desires, I fell asleep comfortably knowing I quenched all your sexual fires

THE KINKY POET 

The beer

She slowly took her clothes she knew there was no need to rush, I was transfixed as she moved watching in a silent hush

Each button took forever each move seemed to take a whole lifetime, my desires were building faster, I was so desperate to make her mine

Her hand ran across her perfectly smooth skin, she stroked each gorgeous curve, she was doing a slow erotic dance I watched her sway and swerve

Soon she was just in her lingerie by a twist of fate it was made of soft red lace, I wondered if anyone else could see the huge smile upon my face

She grasped the long chrome pole she swung high into the air, the little lace thong moved out of place you could see her pussy had no hair

Up and down she moved along the pole, in such a sensual way, if I never see her dance again I swear I'd never forget this day

Sadly soon it was over, the lights came up we all began to clap and cheer, I swear she smiled and winked at me but that could have been the beer

THE KINKY POET 

Shower time

Come climb into the shower, let me wash the sex off your skin, the remnants of our evening the leftovers of our night of sin

Let the water run over you I want to run my soapy hands along your back, then I'll watch the water chase the bubbles away, around your shaven crack

When I wash your gorgeous breasts your nipples harden to my touch, I'm mesmerized by their beauty god I adore your shape so much

I get you to tilt your head back so I can put shampoo in your hair, I wash it so gently I take so much loving care

We kiss under the falling water, we are blended in a wet embrace, I love to look into your eyes as water tumbles from your face

You wash me and I wash you then we step out and start to dry, I wrap you in a fluffy towel as gently as I might try

Then we come to the most tender part of the evening it's the part I love the best, you snuggle in beside me and put your head and wet hair upon my chest

THE KINKY POET 

Varied kinks

So you say you want to play, what sort of fun have you got in mind, dress up scenarios, bondage, what sort of kinky kind

Shall I get the toys out, what about the handcuffs ropes and chains, just tell me what you want to do and I'll organise the games

I've charged all the vibrators, there's full power in your wand, the butt plugs have been polished ready to take to ecstasy and beyond

The dungeon is ready I've even put fresh bedding in your cage, decide what you want to do to fulfil your sexual rage

If you don't want to play inside we can find a quiet spot in the park, I only wish to please you and ignite your kinky spark

Or if you fancy something more public we could have sex beside a road both naked in our car, there's also your favourite dogging place that isn't very far

I knew you had some varied kinks, you're the first girl who asked to be called a whore, that didn't put me off of you, infact it made me love you more

THE KINKY POET 

The cat who's got the cream

I woke up and you were gone, again it was just another dream, earlier you were in my arms it was a perfect scene

We were playing kinky games you were dressed in soft red lace, you were tied down on the bed with a smirk across your face

All the toys were strewn across the room, the butt plug was tossed onto the floor, I pounded you with everything I had until you could take no more

The sheets were soaked from our night and all the melted ice, I even used the nipple clamps, I know you think they feel real nice

A little pain brings yoy pleasure you love a paddle on your bum, everytime I use your leather flogger you never fail to cum

You are so very sexy I'm obsessed with your gorgeous curves, I'm honoured to share time with you it's more than I deserve

Whether we are skin to skin or if we only share a dream, every moment shared with you makes me feel like the cat who's got the cream

THE KINKY POET 

Lunchtime munch

Go put on something sexy, I'm taking you for a special lunch, it's a place where we will meet like minded people the call it meet up munch

You'll get to chat to others in some cases you can watch or even play, if you think you might want to get involved wear some sexy lingerie

Don't start to panic mostly people sit around and chat, they discuss all sorts of kinky things and vanilla stuf I know you would like that

We might even find a new playmate, you always say you'd love to share, as long as it's a female, what she looks like I don't even care

So as long as she's into you and it doesn't matter if she doesn't want me to play, I can even go out for the night and come back on the following day

So go get yourself ready then we can hop straight into our car, it's only a five minute drive the man who runs it owns a trendy bar

Well come on it's time to decide are you gonna come to the lunchtime munch, hell instead of finding one playmate you could find yourself a bunch

THE KINKY POET 

Come to me and feast

Smoother me in kisses make sure you get me everywhere, kissing all my curvaceous bits, making sure you don't miss there

Slowly up my inner thigh, along around my bum and up my spine, I want your kisses forever, make sure every kiss you give is mine

Make sure you add the odd bite make sure you leave your mark, I love the mixture of pain and tenderness as our passions begin to spark

Map my body with your mouth, skim over me with your lips, put yourself over my Rose and take my juice in little sips

Let your tongue dance along my pussy, make circles on my clit, do with me as you wish, I want you deep inside my slit

Pound my pussy with all your might, I want you hard and fast, explode your fluids in me, I don't care how long you last

Tonight I'm your plaything unleash your ravenous sexual beast, I'm spread here naked on my bed, come to me and feast

THE KINKY POET 

Pussy treat

I've woken with a hunger I have such a ravenous need, I need to get between your legs and have myself a feed

I'm desperate to eat your glorious pussy, the taste is so devine, I start slowly lapping at your clit, I love that it is mine

My own little slice of heaven, my favourite place to be, always pristine and ready, just waiting there for me

I'm at my happiest thumbing gently on your pretty Rose, I love it when I'm close enough to feel your wetness on my nose

My tongue loves to dance on your clit, it sends you into trance, flicking poking lapping I move it in an erotic type of dance

You drown me in your pussy juice, I try to lap up every drop, once I start lapping up your fine wine I never want to stop

Ok enough of thinking about you, it's time for me to eat, open up your legs real wide, it's time for my pussy treat

THE KINKY POET 

Always gets my vote

Would I like you to get down on your knees, and slide my manhood down your throat, I'm not sure why you're even asking that it would always get my vote

Is it some sort of test you know some crazy random trick, in what If any circumstance would I not want you to suck my dick

You know it's one of my favourite things, that you could do for me, just feel free to suck me anytime, just unzip him and you will see

He'll be standing to attention ready to entertain your painted lips, I love it when your tongue flicks and curls or your sucking in small and tender sips

I especially like to hear that gag or cough as my balls brush against your chin, when I've got my fingers in your hair and I'm pushing it right in

The feeling I get as I'm at the edge knowing I've only got one more single thrust, watching you swallow my creamy seed really is a must

Ok now my mind is racing my cock is throbbing fast, you better get on your knees and deliver girl, I'm not sure how long I'll last

THE KINKY POET 

Poets dream

Let's pretend I'm a Dominant and you must do everything I say, you cannot question me or answer back in any sort of way

You must wear the clothes I've chosen you, I'll pick out your lingerie, I'll decide everything you do, I'll be in total control today

I'll decide on the games we play as for the toys we'll use the ones I choose, I might get you to do me a sex show so I can watch which ones you use

I've got the flogger ready, I want to leave reminders on your skin, welts that last for ages, from my controlling night of sin

You must call me Master or Daddy I'd quite love to have a special name, you must be very submissive in this my chosen kinky game

So is it wrong to wish for such a night, when really all I do is rhyme, well even a poet can have a dream, I'm sure it's not a crime

But in truth you are just a dream that inspires me to write but it doesn't stop me wishing that it may happen to me some night

THE KINKY POET