THE KINKY POET

Either way

If i gave you complete control would you ride me hard and fast, would you pound me into the ground not even caring how long we'd both even last

Or would you take me ever so gently would it be with tender care and slow, would you be attentive and let the loving side of you out and let it show

I adore either side of you when you are aggressive I love it when you take me really rough, when it comes to your raw sexual power I cannot get enough

Equally if you're gentle I love the way we cuddle and softly kiss, you are a wonderful tender lover and every slow moment is done with control and brings such tender bliss

I couldn't decide which I love more I quite like a little pain, just thinking of it makes me smile when I'm running your naughtiness around inside my brain

But then again when you're being tender making love is like some erotic dance, you mesmerize me so amazingly I'm left in some sort of erotic trance

Hard or fast gentle or rough i just want to feel you on my skin, I don't care which you that takes me to bed I just cannot wait for our playtime to begin

THE KINKY POET 

The bet

Well i guess I brought this upon myself thinking I'm always right, betting i new best has cost me now I'm to be her plaything for the night

I watched her getting ready it's going to be a night of pain, looking at all the instruments has sent huge waves of fear running through my brain

The handcuffs are on the table I'm more worried about she's put out a tube of lubrication, next to it there's a huge butt plug that doesn't leave alot to the imagination

And even the outfit she's wearing all studded garments all in black, her thigh high boots look intimidating i better get ready for a pain filled smack

She told I'm to be naked and she wants pictures on her phone, reminders of my humiliation to look at and tease me when we're on our own

Why did open my mouth why did have to say she was so wrong, how was I to know they were her favourite group and it was her bloody favourite song

I thought i was being oh so clever oh why the fuck did I take on this stupid bet, I'm sweating and almost quaking now and we haven't even started yet

THE KNIKY POET

Juice soaked panties

I put your juice soaked panties in my pocket I'll keep them as a spoil or war, when you do a slow strip for me it really excites me through my core

Watching you teasingly remove your clothing really drives me hot n wild, I couldn't be farther away from my normal behavior that some say is meek n mild

You've got me all hot and bothered my heartbeat is at full pound, if you stood a few steps closer to me I swear you'd be able to hear it's sound

I'm franticly taking pictures of you with my mobile phone, everyone's a masterpiece that I will look at over and over again when I'm on my own

You reach out towards me and you sit me on the edge of our bed, you slowly drop onto your knees and with your eyes transfixed on me you begin to give me head

Your painted lips surround me you take in the full length of my throbbing hard manhood, you work your tongue so perfectly it always feels so good

Soon you're across me you take me with complete control, I'm lost in the mist of sexual heaven God I adore my ever so sexy loving doll

THE KINKY POET 

Forever on my mind

I can't stop thinking about your body, it would seem you're always on my mind, I often think some really naughty thoughts about you mainly of the kinky kind

I close my eyes and picture you in dress up outfits or pretty lingerie, i think of sexy scenarios and kinky scenes whilst I'm at work or play

Everything from a cabin in the woods to a dungeon or a massive cage, any place I can have my way with you and release my built up secual rage

I imagine you all tied up and now you're at the mercy of my twisted mind, doing all the things I think about of the really naughty kinky kind

Using your gorgous body for my pleasure taking you in every hole, being in total and absolute control I want to own your heart your mind and soul

Running my lips all over you sipping your pussy's delicious wine, lapping and probing your throbbing slit with my hungry tongue would surely be devine

I constantly think of you wherever I am you live inside my head, at work or play you're always there and of course I dream about you whilst in bed

THE KINKY POET

Sensual play

The silk scarfs bind you down but they will not mark your skin, it's another night of soft and sensual play now you're in position and ready to begin

He picks up a feather duster it makes you start to squirm and  wiggle, you can't help yourself as you smile and you even let out a muffled giggle

The duster ran along your curves he then guided it between your thighs, as it run across your pussy you let out some pleasurable sighs

Goose feathers run all over you he started at your nose, your nipples hardened to the feathers touch as it made its way down too your already juicing rose

Then he slid on a soft mink glove he ran it down along your back, from the top of your spine right along your body and he teased your gorgous crack

His touching led to your first orgasm you wanted him now to get deep inside, he guided himself into your awaiting rose has he slowly began to start to ride

The sensual play was so soft and tender the play was so intense, your body was in a state of ecstasy the feelings were so strong his touch was soft but so immense

THE KINKY POET 

World of hurt

Tie me tightly to the wooden beam unleash the flogger on my skin, let it bite deeply into me I'll want a night of bondage blended with a slice of painful sin

Bring out your kink filled toy box it's a night for some very kinky sadistic play, tonight you  must not stop playing no matter what I might do or say

Leave your bite marks on my body I want to feel them for at least for a few days, I want them as pain filled reminders of you and your kinky ways

Use all your favourite tools it's been a while since that paddles stung my bum, you know how very much that excites and the pains guaranteed to make me cum

Run your painted nails down my flesh you know for me that feels so nice, use the body wax on my intimate places the cool it off with some cubes of ice

Take me too a world of hurt I'm getting hard just with the ideas running through my brain, please don't make me beg for hurt I just want to feel the endorphins running through each vein

I've come to your kinky dungeon willingly my body's to do with as you choose, as long as you bring a world of hurt my way I simply  cannot loose

THE KINKY POET 

Bright red nails

Sharp bright red painted nails buried deep into my heaving chest, the feeling of ecstasy washes over me it's the ache of pain I love the best

Your sitting high above me you're the one in complete control, my body belongs to you tonight and for this honour it must pay a sexual toll

Our eyes are fixed upon each other there's a hint of a sadistic grin, your lips pout with anticipation you love it when pain blends with a night of sexual sin

You rise and fall across me your pussy takes me deep inside, the depth and speed is controlled by you you're in charge of this evenings ride

You lean forward and nip at my skin knowing it will definitely leave a mark, I begin to try to push up harder as the pain ignites a sexual kinky spark

I grip hard on your curvacous hips and pull you hard down onto my throbbing cock, you look down and see the hunger in my face as our eyes once again start to lock

You let loose your hounds of passion you ride me hard and fast until we both get to cum, you slump forward onto my blood stained chest the evenings sadistic sex is done

THE KINKY POET 

The rising sun

I can't stop thinking about you it's like you're always in my head, i can't stop myself thinking about the things I'd do to you if you were in my bed

I'd start off with some gentle kisses whilst I whispered sweet nothings in your ear, I'd pull you close to me and then make my intentions very clear

My hands would map every inch of you I'd feel each gorgeous curve, I'd tell how lucky I am to be here with you and you're far more than I deserve

I'd go down to your ankles and nibble my way up to your moistened rose, then I'd dance my tongue around your juicy clit as your sweet aroma wafts slowly up my nose

I'd peel you out of your sexy lingerie you're sitting naked across my lap, as you rise and fall upon me, I cheekily give your gorgeous ass a slap

Soon we a grinding hard and fast our heartbeats seem now to beat in time, my body now belongs to you and your body now is mine

Entwined together throughout the night our bodies have blended into one, our passions now race as we ride towards the mornings rising sun

THE KINKY POET 

Commuter angel

I'm desperate for her body she constantly fills my brain, I can't wait to see her gorgeous curves when she boards our morning commuter train

I get to the train platform early to meake sure I get where she is in view, I'm becoming obsessed with her, she's so sexy I know this much is true

I love it when there's a moment when we always meet eye to eye, then she looks directly at the trains floor, she turns all coy and shy

Though she looks so innocent I'm sure inside she's really hot, she's always showing her stocking tops and thighs you get to see everything she's got

I always wonder does she realise I'm always on her morning train, does she ever see me do I ever catch her eye I hope I'm in her thoughts am I in her brain

Sometimes I'm lucky and when we go eye to eye she might give me a cute little smile, then I know we've made some sort of connection even if it's just only for a little while

So at work I sit and watch the clock with my commuter goddess on my brain, when it turns five a run my fastest hoping she'll be there again

THE KINKY POET 

Lifelong goal

I'm laying here all alone but she's always playing on my mind, sometimes I'm thinking loving thoughts but mostly it of the sexual kinky kind

Some people call it a firey passion some people call it lust or even a desire, all I know is that when it sweeps over you.it rages like the wildest fire

The feeling is all consuming it take complete and total control, no matter that it could cost you everything you're always prepared to pay the toll

The flowers smell much sweeter the colours and the Sun seems bright, there's never a cloud in your sky and the stars shine brighter in the night

Every song tells a story it's like they're were wrote for me and you, I know that sounds kind of silly but i swear each line that comes from the heart it's true

Who knew life could be so sweet I guess it's a thing no one could really tell, who knows when you'll meet the one who really rings your bell

The one who makes your life complete who makes you feel as if you're whole, it's something everybody strives for it is our lifelong goal

THE KINKY POET