THE KINKY POET

Your mouth

Waves of desire crashing over me like the sea rushes to the shore, I've a urgent need to have you and I just can't wait no more

Bring yourself before me now get down on your knees, take my manhood in your hand it's time for you to please

Push my throbbing cock passed your plump painted lips, take my pre cum slowly using soft and gentle sips

Run your tongue slowly along me tracing every vien, that's absolutely perfect, you know how to melt my brain

That's it suck harder now it's time to pick up your pace, I love the way your eyes are always fixed upon my face

Take me deeper in your throat let my balls crash into your chin, I love the little chocking sound you make as you take me in

My hands are entangled in your hair I'm thrusting with all my might, soon I explode into your mouth, I'm now sated for the night

THE KINKY POET 

Friends with benefits

Oh my god I'm sorry I didn't know you were still at home, I was looking for a charger that fits my mobile phone

I didn't know you were in the living room playing with your toys, I'm feeling quite embarrassed, I normally see you as one of the boys

Sorry for staring my god your gorgeous you are so very fit, I'll just leave you to your ME TIME so you can get on with it

No, no I'm not blushing of course I've seen a girl before, just not one naked playing with herself on the front room floor

Of course I like what I see, yes that's me growing as we speak, it doesn't help with playing with your nipples, it's hot to see you tweak

I think I better go now, yes of course I'd love to stay, are you asking me to join you whilst you have a play

Soon she's sucking on my cock, I'm licking at her slit, I never imagined my house mate would have such a delicious swollen clit

It then became our secret friends with benefits some might say, who knew we'd end up like this, when I walked in on you that day

THE KINKY POET 

Sex show

Two ladies naked on a bed, both their to put on a kinky show, the lights dim the music starts, the spotlight swings in real slow

Two curvaceous girls start kising, the crowd begin to cheer, they just continue to have sexy fun, like there was no one here

Hands running wild on each other, nipples getting pinched and sucked, the crowd have paid good money to watch them both get fucked

Soon they are at either end both enjoying a sensual sixty-nine, both moving in perfect symmetry, they truly looked devine

Then one pulls on a strap on, it's a huge phallic cock, she enters her partner slowly, together the begin to rock

The crowd scream with every thrust, they want to see it go in deep, she pulls it out to show the crowd, as the used pussy starts to seep

The show goes on for ages the crowd throw money into a great big pile, the curtains go down the show is over but they're be a new sex show in a while

THE KINKY POET 

End our day

Exhausted and depleted I'm left here laying on the floor, body still shaking in ecstasy I cannot take no more

Marks from the nights passions feel tender on my skin, there be some reminders tomorrow from this night of sin

Clothes strewn everywhere I can still hear a buzzing from my toy, he could have at least turned it off that lazy poet boy

How the war started I must confess I'm not quite sure, I only gave him a kiss hello as he came through the front room door

It ignited his passions, like a grenade I pulled his pin, it sent him into a frenzy, he obviously must of been full of kinky sin

Kisses turned to touching, soon we were both naked having fun, he was buried deep in me, my nails were buried in his bum

Then we moved into our bedroom all the toys came out to play, he used me as his plaything, what a way to end our day

THE KINKY POET 

The perfect girl

Be still my beating heart can you hear it calling out your name, from the moment I met you things have never been the same

The Sun shines a little brighter, there's something magical in the air, I have small reminders of you, I see them everywhere

The redness of the deepest Rose, matches the colour on your lips, I watch the Bee feeding, I'm thinking of me on your Rose taking sensual sips

You're all I seem to think about I hear you in each song, the lyrics sound like poetry, the words I hear are about you they truly can't be wrong

People see me in the street they cannot miss my widening smile, I still have some sad days but I ain't had one for a while

Things just seem so much better now I've got you in my life, my struggles seem so far less stressful, you seem to calm my strife

So I know you're out there somewhere this poem is dedicated just to you, I know you're just a dream right now but one day you might be true

THE KINKY POET 

Your blow job

Kneeling before you I'm paying homage to your massive cock, I run my tongue along it's veins it thick and as solid as a rock

I put the tip to my painted lips then slowly slide it in, I taste your delicious pre cum as your balls reach my chin

I relax my throat muscles you start to thrust real slow, I'm now sucking you deep and hard trying to put on a oral show

You grasp a handful of my hair you have me in complete control, you time the depth and the pace, I'm now just your sucking doll

Pound me much faster I'm now so desperate for your cum, I grip hard onto your hips then stick my claws into your bum

You let out a stiffled scream you're now pulling at my hair, you force yourself in deeper I gag but I don't care

Your breathing gets faster, your getting close you're at your edge, I pick up the strength of my suck determined to push you off the ledge

I feel your balls tighten you shudder just before you cum, I swallow all your creamy seed, your blow job now is done

THE KINKY POET 

The big Oak tree

Tied to a great big Oak tree we're alone deep inside the wood, miles away from anyone which for what's install is good

No one within the woods there's no one to hear me scream, naked and feeling vulnerable it's like I'm living the perfect dream

I feel your hands run over me your fingers run between my thighs, I'm now wet and aching awaiting my moans and wanton sighs

Pushed hard against the tree, my skins being scrapped along the bark, the roughness causes gorgeous pain, it ignites my kinky spark

You start to pinch my nipples as you enter me from behind, you pound into me so roughly I adore this nasty kind

You own my body on this night you do with me as you please, I'm here to be at your service I'm your slave amongst the trees

Rough sex in the woods I love everything you do to me, I love being at your mercy when you've got me tied tight to the big Oak tree

THE KINKY POET 

Ownership

With my eyes fixed upon the floor I'm your dutiful bedroom slave, there waiting patiently to fulfil anything you might need or crave

I'm kept just to please you, to give you everything you might desire, I will do anything to ignite your kinky fire

I'm used at your discretion you can even loan me to your mates, sent to bring them sexual satisfaction you called it my special playtime dates

I go without question I do exactly as I'm always told, sometimes I wish I could refuse but that would be to bold

Your friends don't even know my name I'm just used and cast aside, I wish you would keep me for yourself I hate being a loaned out ride

Yes I'm owned by you but I wish I shared a piece of your caring heart, so you'd keep me as your own and for yourself and we'd never be apart

When I'm not needed and laying in my bed I say a quiet prayer to the lord above, please God change this kinky ownership and turn it into love

THE KINKY POET 

It's fathers day here in England this was the piece I wrote to be read out at his funeral. Happy fathers day to you all. Cherish both parents you never know how long they will be here for

POEM FOR MY DAD
By R Summers

Heaven has an Angel, they've taken in our Dad. There's one more star to see at night, that just leaves us sad.

No more stories shall he tell of mad and crazy things. Gone will be his laughter and the happiness it brings.

No more sitting by the waters edge waiting for a bite, you swapped you're Rod forg Angels wings ans now you've taken flight.

You taught us so many things, we think of you and cry, but you never told us what to do, once you said goodbye.

A Father, Granddad, Legend some names that you have had, but we will love you always. Simply known as Dad.

REST IN PEACE DAD xx

Welts across my bum

The candle lights are shimmering in the dungeon I sit and wait, the silence seems encroaching as I'm quietly listening for my date

Finally I hear footsteps they pause outside the dungeon door, I begin to get excited knowing what I've come here for

She slips the blindfold on me, the handcuffs are clamped down tight, stripped naked and  hanging high, I'm ready for my painful play tonight

The first strike shocks me a bit, I let out a moan then sigh, behind the blindfold a tear falls but no one will ever see me cry

The flogger bites into my skin, I adore the mixture of both pleasure and the pain, I tingle with excitement as the flogger bites me once  again

Then I feel my cheeks shudder as a paddles now in full swing, it lands on me with such a force, I'm rattled by its delicious sting

Bruised scrapped and stinging, that was such a night of fun, I'll be sitting down real carefully with these welts across my bum

THE KINKY POET