THE KINKY POET

Here

Come climb in beside me listen to my heartbeat call your name, feel my desires calling, I know I'll never feel the same

I'm over taken by lust, now no other woman will do, you are now my drug of choice, I'm now addicted to only you

I close my eyes I see you, your essence runs through each vein, you are all I ever think about, you've overloaded this poets brain

My head is full of stanzas, you inspire me to write in rhyme, sexual or with tenderness they're about you all the time

In my dreams we are always together as one we are entwined, during the day you may not be here but you often come to mind

I may simply hear a certain song or see a lovely full bloomed Rose, it makes me smile knowing there's no one here who knows

No-one knows my secret, they can see I'm always on my own, they don't know you're here with me in my heart, my head, my phone

THE KINKY POET 

The best

I reach across and slowly stroke your sexy skin, you smile and scootch over, my favourite dream's about to begin

Laying there skin to skin, my eyes track your body, starting at your thighs, I slowly move up your body, until I meet your eyes

You smiled and pulled me in, we slowly start to kiss, sharing a night with you, would bring me so much bliss

Running my hands across you, my fingers find your sacred place, I spread your petals gently, my heart begins to race

Skimming across your hood, I then push myself in deep, you let out a low groan, your pussy starts to seep

Your body was my playground, I did all I wished that night, after we showered together, then I held you tight all night

Laying there in my arms, having your head upon my chest, really is my favourite dream, in fact it is the best

THE KINKY POET 

Dream girl's kiss

Oh to have that single chance for her lips to brush on mine, to share that tender moment, would truly be sublime

Soft and gentle pressure as we accustom to our styles, do you lead or do I, I guess it takes a while

Mouths opened slightly, my tongue slides in to look for yours, hoping for a sword fight, I'm hungry to just explore

Passion starts so slowly, then with a firey burst they just ignite, a prelude to the passions, we will share tonight

Tongues fight for control, like to master swordsman we're at war, both trying hard to win, both have never faced defeat before

Lips pushed hard together we begin to mould as one, we move in perfect synchronicity, until the morning Sun

Oh it would be wonderful, it would bring me so much bliss, if I has just the one chance to feel my dream girl's kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Work of art

I gently kiss your petals, I've made my way up your inner thigh, she looks like a lovely Rose, she's such a cutie pie

Lips folded delicately, her buds hid inside her hood, your pussy is a work of art, it really looks that good

It was like the finest sculpture, carved with a masters skill, I could look at her all day long, I'd never get my fill

Her petals were so soft and smooth, as I kissed your sacred Rose, she had the sweetest perfume, it wafted up my nose

Juice was glistening on her petals, just like the morning dew, I sipped up her delicious wine, as my tongue made love to you

I took myself some pictures, to inspire the poet in me to write, to put your Rose into stanzas, when I'm writing late at night

My dream girl you have the perfect Rose, you have a work of art between your thighs, the first time I glanced at it, I could not believe my eyes

THE KINKY POET 

Perfumed thighs

Laying in my dream like state I heard a voice I'd heard before, there stood my gorgous sexual goddess in a retro negligee at my bedroom door

Standing in your black negligee I can see your lingerie of Red frilly lace, I'm transfixed by your beauty, me and the Queen of seduction were staring face to face

My eyes couldn't see enough of your curves, they flew all over you, it was like the first time for me frozen I didn't know just what to do

Kissing every inch of you was now my aim and goal, I was sharing your gorgeous body now I wanted your heart and soul

As I moved between your legs I let out some unexpected sighs, you'd put a dab of your favourite perfume on the inside of your gorgeous thighs

I spread your Rose petals with reverence pure heaven was now insight, your pussy was glistening before me,  beckoning a comforting place to spend the night

Soon we were together like perfect pieces of an erotic puzzles we both fit, my head buried inside your perfumed thighs my tongue inside your slit

I could eat your pussy for hours, starting with the moon ending with the Sun, if like a condemned man I had to choose my last meal, baby you would be my one

THE KINKY POET 

My carnal needs

If I could only touch you, reach out and touch your gorgeous skin, peel you from your sexy lingerie it's how my dreams begin

Slowly stroke your sexy curves, kiss your luscious lips, let our tongues do battle, with curls and flicks and dips

Playing with your gorgeous tits leaving my mark upon each breast, I adore your blush coloured nipple they really are the best

I pull you on top of me I let you take my cock to guide, you rub it on your wet pussy for lubrication before you push me deep inside

Slowly you rise up then you Slowly with a smile you begin to fall, you push yourself forward to make sure you take me all

I reach up and hold your gorgeous tits, your nipples harden straight away, I pull at them playfully I couldn't help but play

Soon you are going fast has you can, you begin to pound me to the bed, faster and faster until I explode, now my carnal needs have just been fed

THE KINKY POET 

Ending of my day

I close my eyes and think of you at the closing of the day, I rest my head hoping I'll dream of us at play

From scenarios and stories, to laying naked face to face, you wearing sexy lingerie of the softest silk and lace

Us kissing with a firey passion our bodies entwined as one, sharing sexual pleasures right through to the morning Sun

You tired up or me tied down, kinky games of pain and pleasure, pictures of you naked, sweet memories I'll always treasure

Me leaving bite marks on your skins, you leaving claws marks on my back, me eating your pussy you taking me in deep till your lips touch my hairy sack

Nipple clamps and butt plugs, floggers made to bite your skin, everything we could ever need for a night of kinky sin

So now it's time to rest my head, I hope you come and play, I really love to dream of you at the ending of my day

THE KINKY POET 

A rough night's sex

With my hand wrapped tightly in your hair I drag you to the floor, I tell you to get on your knees like I've done so many times before

You instantly raise your head, your mouth is opened wide, I push my penis past painted lips and slide my rod inside

You start to suck my throbbing dick you do it at a full on pace, I control you by your hair as I roughly fuck your face

You suck my hard and so very deep my balls bash against your chin, this is just the prelude to a night of forceful sin

Then I push you on all fours I go to enter you from behind, I slide myself into your soft wet hole, the feeling blows my mind

There's no time for gentleness I instantly start to pound, the weight of my thrusts from behind force you to the ground

Your laying on your front, I'm whispering filth into your ear, you try to push back to get all my cock, your grunts and moans I hear

Soon I'm pounding at full pace your begging me to cum, I pull my cock out your pussy and I finish in your bum

Once we are cleaned up you are soon laying lovingly in my arms, the night of rough sex is over now and we're back to our loving charms

THE KINKY POET 

The shoot

In my dreams I saw you shopping for lingerie of lace, I watched you choose it in red, it made my heartbeat race

The lady gave it to you in a little bag, it was adorned with a pretty bow, you smiled as you took the bag, you even stroked it nice and slow

You smiled as you left the shop, knowing the item will bring such pleasure, you giggled at the thought of sending pictures the type of which he'd forever treasure

Sexy pictures of you in lace, would be enough but in red they will blow his mind, its his favourite colour it's his kink of the lacey lingerie kind

You hurry home and shower, you pull on the soft Red lingerie, you reach for your camera, now it's time to play

With each click you grow in confidence, each picture seems sexier than the last, positions and angles change, your shooting now so fast

Soon you've run out of ideas, your creative kinky thoughts are sent, it takes a while for you to decide, which ones will soon be sent

Ron

The Superhero challenge

Ok peeps here's something fun. You get to be a Super hero either a existing one, a nice one, a villain one or even a kink inspired one
You must give the hero a name and a explanation of their powers.

Ok here's one to kick off with

I'm the OrgasmoRon
Super power: my words and touch will induce a knee trembling orgasm to anyone who reads my work or feels my touch

Have a kinktastic weekend people
Love and light
T.K.P