THE KINKY POET

Love drunk on your wine

Oh the drink is flowing, we're having the most wildest time, I'm feeling intoxicated on this delicious pussy's wine

It has the most delicate of flavours, with a subtle aroma just like a fresh bloomed Rose, I do so enjoy sipping it with the fragrance wafting up my nose

Each sip brings us pleasure we move together in such perfect time, people search years for their happy place, I know that I've found mine

I could easily become addicted to the taste I just want to sip it more and more, I swear I could drink this everyday, of that fact I am so very sure

Making sure I spill none making sure not a single drop goes to waste, I open wide and lap up every wave I'm sipping with a wanton haste

You quiver quite frantically as you serve me up another yet another wave, I just keep on lapping it all up, your are the wine I crave

I must confess I can't get enough there's simply never to much, you truly taste devine, I'm addicted to your pussy and getting love drunk on your wine

THE KINKY POET 

Playground for my tongue

I slide myself between your thighs I'm looking for some fun, I know there's no better place than the hole that's near your bum

It's so wet, warm and inviting it is by far my favourite place, if I could go absolutely anywhere it's where I'd put my face

Nestled between your legs it's a heavenly place to be, glistening with sexual anticipation it's always ready just for me

I always struggle to control my tongue it's just desperate to dive right in but I know I should not rush and to not appreciate her gifts would truly be a sin

Just Skimming around her soft pink folds before I flick at her swollen clit, making sure i pleasure every inch of this deliciously wet and hungry slit

Lapping up her juices, getting myself love drunk on her wine, taking her to pure ecstasy can't be rushed I must always take my time

It's my tongues favourite playground, it's the place it just loves to be, I'm delighted that you're always open, this gorgeous playground built for me

THE KINKY POET 

Budge

Some may call it kind of kinky I just think it's a kind of playful game, who cares what people call it does it really have to have a name

Bondage or BDSM a tittle doesn't really change a thing, as long as it's consensual and you enjoy all the pleasures it may bring

Some people try it once and don't like the kinky pain, others can't live without the feeling and do it time and time again

Some love the marks it leaves, they love bruises on their skin, to them it's so very pleasurable and has nothing to do any kind of sin

The feeling of the flogger has it wraps around you and starts to bite, the senses are in such a heightened state, you're excited throughout the night

So if your not into the lifestyle it doesn't give you the right to judge, nothing you say or think will change my life my choices you will never budge

THE KINKY POET 

Not knowing that I'm there

Oh my god here she comes, come on Ron try to look real cool, no words just nod casually I do your best not to stare and drool

She's the office goddess she moves around with such elegance and grace, I hate being sat behind her I wish I could see her face

She wears the latest fashion, though sometimes her skirts are short and tight, her make-up is done impeccably, her hair is styled just right

All the men buzz around her, she is without a doubt an office flirt, with a smile she could lift your spirits or with a frown you're in the dirt

She holds court in the lunch room, she's the office Queen, she tells tales of her exploits and the places where she's been

I watch the others fall at her feet, she's forever on her phone, she's always so busy and so popular I bet she's never on her own

One day I swear I'll talk to her perhaps ask her out on a sort of date, I bet we'd have a lovely time and we'd probably get on so great

Until then I'll stay quiet I'll just admire her from my office chair, watching her go about her day not knowing that I'm there

THE KINKY POET 

No real chance

I see you come into the Coffee shop you get a drink and take a seat, you look so very sexy it gives my eyes a sexual treat

You sit so elegantly but in that skirt I can see your lace covered thighs, your legs are so very curvy but I'm hooked on your gorgeous eyes

I'm trying to look casual I know it's so very rude to stare, you just sip your coffee and look at your phone it's like you haven't got a care

I move my seat slightly so I can see further up your skirt, you uncross your legs seductively, you're such a naughty sexy flirt

Still you've not raised your head I begin to wonder what are you checking on your phone, is it a message from your partner or are you actually single and living on your own

I can't believe your single for one second I'm sure there must be a queue, a long line of hopeful men who want to get with you

Mesmerized by your beauty I realised I had joined that hopeful queue, another man living in a dreamland knowing I've no real chance with you

THE KINKY POET 

I ran into a old friend on here, I'm.hoping she's back to.stay

Long lost friend

Oh my god it's been a while, I was so shocked to see your face, a felt my smile grow wider and my heart began to race

I hope everything is OK and the world's been good to you, I hope all gone well with you and you've had success in all you do

I've thought of you quite often, your always on my mind, I've had many thoughts about you, some of the kinky kind

But most have been for your happiness, I hope you start each day off with a smile, I wonder if you ever thought of me if only for a while

So how have things been going, I hope you are doing well, things with me haven't really changed much I'm still writing poetry has you can obviously tell

I've missed chatting with you, I really hope you're back to stay, you make my days brighter, you're like a sunshines ray

I really hope you like this poem, I've sent it from my heart, I hope it reminds you of our friendship when we are far apart

THE KINKY POET 

Mistress

The evening started off with a acknowledging smile, it ended with a deep and sensual kiss, in between those two moments were what seemed a lifetime of eternal bliss

She sat down beside me she sipped her  drink then we began to chat, it started off with small talk we spoke of this and that

Then a song came on she was suddenly lost in a kind of trance, I watched her body swaying then she asked me for a dance

I wasn't into dancing but I knew it would make her smile, so I swept her up into my arms, then we were wrapped together if only for a while

Soon then music went to a soft slow dance, I could smell the sweetness in her hair, I held her tight though the music had ended I didn't really care

She moved her head in closer she whispered an invitation in my ear, she invited me to her apartment, she told me it was so very near

I agreed as she took me by the hand, she led me through a big Oak door, we walked up a flight of stairs she lived on the clubs first floor

She told me she owned the club, I asked why it was called The Kink, she smiled at me knowingly and replied take a guess just think

Her apartment was so beautiful but there were chains fixed on every wall, she told me to take a seat and she would tell me all

I learned she enjoyed a different life by the end of the night so did I, now I'm her kinky submissive I'm so glad she let me try

THE KINKY POET 

Wood at work

Sitting in my office my phone pings saying I've received a anonymous pic, I was about to just deleting it thinking it's just junk but I glanced at it and it made a twitch inside my dick

It was a pic of you in red lace lingerie and a note saying this is waiting here for you at home, so rush home early mummy wants her Daddy's bone

So all day I was thinking of you I couldn't concentrate on my work, all I could do was think of you doing some slow and very sexy twerk

I desperately looking at the office clock god the time just passes by so slow, I just want to get you dressed up in something sleazy and putting on a sexy show

You a naughty girl to tease me when I'm stuck here on my own, sending dirty pics and a short video of you touching yourself down to my mobile phone

My cock is throbbing really hard my god how long will I last, I wonder if can go to the loo and relieve myself real fast

Don't get me wrong the pictures and videos have definitely brightened up my day, I'm just now desperate to get home so we can have some kinky play

THE KINKY POET 

Welcome to the masquerade

Welcome to the masquerade please pick yourself a mask, feel free to join in with anyone but remember you must always ask

There's wine and nibbles over there remember never divulge your real name, you may choose a play name if it, helps you enjoy your kinky game

We have plenty of activities we cater for almost every kink, if there's something else you require tell me and I'll arrange it quicker than a blink

So go now spread your wings go forth and have yourself some fun, no taking off your mask until the masquerade parties done

Each mask is designed to sit on your eyes, you can still lick and kiss, it would be cruel to deny you each other's mouth, we wouldn't take away such bliss

Each room has a designated kink so just read the rooms descriptive sign, I hope you find what your looking for and your evening is devine

Once the night is over you can pass numbers and names if you wish, until then you must be anonymous the not knowing can often be such bliss

THE KINKY POET 

Dating app

Swipe right to find your perfect girl or maybe the perfect guy, I was single and feeling lonely so I gave the dating app a try

I flicked through a few pictures then a gorgeous red head caught my eye, I read her interests and profile, she made me even sigh

She liked art and literature she loved animals and spent time caring for her nan, she seemed almost to good to be true, I began to wish I was her man

The more I looked at her picture the more I was mesmerized by her pretty smile, I decided to send a message but it's compilation took me quite a while

I sent it not expecting much to my utter shock I heard a ping, it was a short message saying hi and how she doesn't normally do this sort of thing

For a few day we messaged back and forth then we agreed to meet up at a bar, I walked to the venue it was close so I didn't take the car

I sat for what seemed a eternity then she walked into view, who knew I'd find my one true love, on the app where I found you

That was many years ago, I no longer need to search for love on a dating app, I couldn't imagine the dating app would work I used to laugh and call them crap

THE KINKY POET