THE KINKY POET

The Sun won

Sharing each other's body heat as we cuddle through the night, brings a calmness to the world and makes everything alright

Our bodies wrapped around each other our heartbeats seem to beat as one, I wish it would stay nighttime forever but soon our magic will be broken by the sun

I snuggle in as tight as I can trying to steal each second from the night, i know it's a really futile attempt there's no way i can outrun the light

Soon I feel you stirring it's a breaking of a brand new day, I know now I will have to unwrap myself the sun as won it always does no matter come what may

You open up your blurry eyes i adore that first thing in the morning smile, you lay your head upon my chest and just share a caring little while

Then you climb out of our bed your nightdress gets dropped on the floor, you give me a passing glimpse of your curves knowing I'm forever wanting more

Soon we are dressed and out the door both ready for our day my cars parked to the left your cars on the right, with one more hug and tender kiss we part both by saying "See you later on tonight".

THE KINKY POET 

Off the ledge

I lay my hands upon you my fingers map out your skin, you're laying naked on our bed so a night of gentle sensual tenderness can begin

My hands skim across your body like a figure dancer performing on some ice, I make swirls and pattens over you, your body feels so nice

Hungrily I cup your breasts your nipples react hard and erect, my mouth sucks on them gently your soft purrs showed it hard the desired effect

I move down to your ankles and drag my nail gently up your thighs, you throw your head back in ecstasy and let out some pleasured sighs

I'm now up near your moistened rose i spread her petals to see her shine, i quietly smile to myself knowing that all the juice inside is mine

I roll you over so i can stroke your gorgous back, I slide on the big Mink glove i let it glide up and down just stopping at your bottoms crack

Your body's quivering i knew the Mink glove would take you to the edge, I roll you over and get between your thighs and let my ravenous tongue push you off the ledge

THE KINKY POET

The pain game

Oh how I love the pain game as the bindings bite sharply into my skin, tonight I'm her sexual plaything and she wants a night of painful kinky sin

She has a array of kinky toys all designed to make the user smile, it pleases her to have control and she loves to hurt me even if it's only for a while

I must confess I love the flogger with each wack it sends endorphins running through each vein, the pain brings me a certain calm it sort of soothes my brain

Hot body wax on my skin feels good then instantly cooled with lumps of ice, I love the feeling they both give me I have no favourite they both feel rather nice

The only thing I'm wasn't keen on is the plug pushed up my bum, even though when she used it once I must be honest and say I think it made me cum

But I told my Queen I wasn't keen so it's now never used again, she only ever wants me feeing comfortable she would never put fear into my brain

So now I'm standing with my hands tied high above my head, once she's had her fun with me she then takes me for a shower then we snuggle up in bed

THE KINKY POET

My poetic inspiration

Sunlight softly creeps in through the bay window another lonely night is done, I wonder how your evening went i really hope you had some fun

I spent the evening writing poetry using you as my sexy muse, I wrote about sexy scenarios it was difficult which ones I liked and used

In some you were dressed up in outfits, from a sexy school girl to a rather horny nun, often you were in sexy red lingerie you know that's my favourite one

I wrote about having you at my mercy I had you tied down nice and tight, I had a array of kinky toys and you were my sexy plaything for the night

My mind was racing I was full of ideas I wrote down and tried to put them down into rhyme, it helped the evening pass quickly I think about you all the time

You are my one and only you are the girl of whom I always dream, I'm honoured to be your boyfriend you make me feel like a cat whose got the cream

So though I hope you had some fun I can't wait until you're here with me, so I can let you read what I've wrote for you and then you can be my inspiration and let my creativity flow free

THE KINKY POET 

Happiest place

We are sharing gentle kisses they land on my skin like soft summer rain, I'm always at my happiest when we are together alone once again

The action packed evening is over the party was really fun but now I've got you to myself now everyone's left and the clearing up is done

I remind you how gorgeous you looked wearing that clingy silky dress, you smile and pull me closer we then share a tender soft caress

I lead you to the bedroom your dress slips off your shoulders and slides down to the floor, I audibly gasp at your lingerie I've never seen that set before

You smile and give me a sexy twirl I get a very slow and very sexy view, i cannot wait another moment i must get my hands all over you

I pull you into me my hands begin to map all your sexy curves, you really are a goddess much more than any mortal man deserves

Soon we're both naked and our kisses fall like rain, our bodies are moulded into one and I'm at my most happiest place once again

THE KINKY POET 

Juices flow

I spread her petals gently my tongue glides effortlessly along her juicy slit, my hunger burns brightly has I suck.on her throbbing engorged clit

She holds on to my head as she forces my face to go harder down south, she rises and falls with my every lap ensuring I take all her juices in my mouth

She tastes so delicious she's like a bottle of expensive vintage wine, her juices running freely down my throat and I must say she truly tastes devine

I'm drowning in her love juice I'm obsessed with her pussy's taste, I'm lapping at her franticly try desperately not to let a drop of her go to waste

I feel her begin to quicken her pace she now starts to quiver it tells me she's gonna cum, I pull her hard onto my awaiting hungry mouth I've a vice like grip upon her hips and bum

Grinding hard into my mouth she screams and moans as she picks up pace, she squirms as her pussy explodes squirting her juices all across my face

She shudders and let's out a whimper or a little sigh and falls side ways onto bed, laying motionless her breathing is the only thing giving away the fact that she's not dead

THE KINKY POET

The one

Hand in hand we walk this land basking in our own made sun, the warmth comes from finally knowing with both found our other significant one

Our hearts seem to beat in perfect symmetry we know each other's thoughts before they're said, it's like we both have a little viewing window to inside each other's head

A million words are spoken though not a syllable has been said we both trust each other totally we both try new experiences without any form of dread

We know each others bodies we know exactly what makes the other one tick, i know how to make you pur with carnal pleasure and you know how to please my dick

Our bodies seem to know what to do it's like they've been moulded together into one, a perfect blend of him and her together as we make each other cum

After you lay upon my beating chest you can hear each beat calling out your name, if we change places then I'm positive I would hear your heartbeat do the same

So we wander throughout our land our love glowing like the Summers Sun, I look up often to say a silent pray thanking God for sending me the one

THE KINKY POET 

All worthwhile

You sit and face the corner of the room you're doing as you're told, you wouldn't dare to turn your head to take a look for that would be rude and very bold

It's just a simple task you've been given its a thing that you must learn, you must do whatever your mistress asks of you no matter how much your heart may yearn

From sitting quietly at her feet to carrying her shopping you might have to cook and clean, you must try your hardest to make sure every corner of her house always shines and gleams

All the playthings must be charged just in case your mistress wants to play, you might have to lay her clothes each morning once she's chosen her sexy lingerie

In the morning she has a shower then after dressing she has a cup of coffee and a couple of slices of brown toast, then she has some quiet time whilst flicking through her post

You drive her to the train station she really hates the morning rush so you keep quiet and just do has you're told everything is done with a controlled hush

She is a captain of industry when she leaves she kisses you on the cheek and goes leaving you with a smile, it's hard sometimes being a personal slave but her kiss makes it all worthwhile

THE KINKY POET 

The beast on the prowl

Prowling like a caged wild animal desperate for a feast, I'm walking up and down the living room trying to contain this wild animal inside of me trying to control the beast

All day it's been building there's been a wild fire burning deep inside, I couldn't concentrate at work even though I had so much to do I really really tried

But my mind was taken over it started the moment you showed me your new red lingerie, now it's all I can think about i so desperately need to play

The time seems to pass so slowly I've got one eye on the clock, you should be home in a minute I tell myself as I gently stroke my already throbbing cock

I'm listen at the front door waiting for the keys make their usual jingle, the moment you step over the threshold our bodies will start to mingle

It didn't help with the up skirt selfie you sent me from your work place loo, you know exactly how to drive me wild with the sleazy sexy things you do

So now I'm waiting for you like a wild Tiger and on your pussy I intend to feast, you brought it all upon yourself when you woke up this sexual beast

THE KINKY POET 

Shared

Laying here tied down in the dark i cannot see or here a thing, my minds racing about what will go on and what sort of sexual pleasures it might bring

The anticipation is building I'm desperate to feel you touch my skin, I've a wild hunger growing in me awaiting a kinky night of delightful sin

Will it be just my mistress or will there be some more, like last time I was tied down and blindfolded I swear there was at least three woman maybe four

My body starts to tingle as I feel the very first detectable touch, i feel the electricity running through me as nails run up my leg heading for my crotch

Instantly my sleeping manhood stands it's now throbbing and erect, obviously the claws dragged across my flesh had a Instantly desirable effect

Soon I was taken by a mouth her tongue slid up and down my cock, she held it tightly in her hand as she licked it as if it was a massive stick of rock

In turns they took to ride me I lost count of how many woman climbed on, after I couldn't perform no more my mistress unmasked me we were alone and all the other girls were gone

THE KINKY POET