THE KINKY POET

Pussy power

So because I enjoy good hard sex, automatically you think I am a slut, yes I love to give random blow jobs and yes I like it in the butt

No I have no boyfriend but there's plenty of men that I could ring, if ever I get horny and have a need for sex or anything

Yes I love to be tied down, I also enjoy some kinky pain, I've done more than one person at a time and will do once again

Two men or girl on girl, I'm open to couples or some gang bang naughty fun and yes I go home alone when the night is done

I don't need a partner I am happier when I'm single and alone, but I've got a list of willing playmates right here waiting on my phone

I don't hurt nobody I'm always honest when it comes to my need for sex, if anyone tries to get romantic or serious they soon become an Ex

I don't want a partner, hell I could even rent one by the hour, I'm confident in who I am and what I need, I call it my pussy power

THE KINKY POET 

Paid entertainment

You are looking so beautiful I've got butterflies in my tummy, you ask do you look pretty I answer by saying you look yummy

What time are they due, I'm now pacing up and down, you tell me too calm down and get rid of my nervous frown

You peek out the window, a car has pulled up on our drive, though I'm feeling slightly sick I also feel I'm so alive

The doorbell starts to ring, I guess there's no going back I know now it is the time, I let in the strangers and I wonder which one of these two girls is mine

There's some brief introduction then we pay the price, the cost, after a few glasses of wine our inhibitions soon were lost

We decided we'd stay in the same room, we would also swap and share, then soon we were naked, fucking each other without a single care

Yes it was a wild and crazy night and our entertainment had been paid, it was worth every penny to watch my wife getting her pussy licked and played

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky thoughts

Is it so wrong to want you in a dirty naughty kind of way, is it bad to think kinky thoughts about you everyday

My imagination runs wild and free when I'm on my own, I think of dirty poems to write down on my mobile phone

Bondage and CNC, role play of course you wearing soft Red lace, just thinking of making you beg for more puts a smile across my face

I'd love you locked in my special dungeon or maybe in a cage, there for my entertainment awaiting all my sexual rage

You spread Eagle on my bed me using all my favourite moves, my tongue and hands all over you, searching out all your moistened grooves

All the sex toys would be available, so we could have some fun, all designed to drive you wild, all there to help you cum

God how I'd love you here, I would make sure i took my time, I'd bring you endless pleasure then I'd put you in my rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Wild enthusiasm

In a wild moment of wild enthusiasm I tear the sacred soft red lace, I freeze for an instant until I see the look upon your face

I was expecting wild anger, I knew they were your favourite pair, but you pulled hard at the matching bra it was plain you didn't care

You then stared hard into my face with a vicious tone you hissed "Just fuck me hard and fast", soon I was buried inside of you just hoping I could last

With every thrust you raised yourself, your claws dug deep into my hips, as I pounded you has hard as I could, your pussy leaked in delicious drips

Lust had taken over fully I tried hard to make you scream, I wanted you to get full pleasure before I start to cream

You wrap yourself around me, our sweaty bodies blend as one, we're kissing with such passion until we both start to cum

With an explosion of seed and pussy juice, we lay exhausted on the bed, I just hope I can remember the poetic lines running through my head

THE KINKY POET 

In answer to SweetSirRendering challenge I can't seem to get a pic uploaded ( probably for the best) so I'd like to share a piece of my heart

Being paralyzed for 10 years now I've struggled often and considered taking my own life. There are people who have helped me through tough times and all of you here on the Cage are part of those people. I came here to capture someone who was stealing my poems from another page and posting them on here without my permission. I decided I'd post a few myself and I've never looked back. The people on here have took me in. I'm humbled and so very honoured to be part of our amazing community 

Many thanks to you all. 

Love and light 

Ron aka THE KINKY POET XX

Use me

Take me to the edge of ecstasy, let your hunger now be fed, do anything you want with me, take me to your bed

Tease me, please me, make me feel some erotic pain, ball gags and nipple clamps designed to melt my brain

Tie me down or hang me high, unleash that flogger on my skin, I want to feel its sexual bite has it leaves kinky marks of sin

Take away all my senses, leave me laying in the silent dark, bite me and claw my skin, let me feel your ravenous spark

Ride my cock or grind yourself on my face, drown me in your wine, feed me your pussy juice, make your juices mine

I beg for a kinky sexual pain, take me on a trip of dirty fun, keep me on the very edge of ecstasy until you decide to let me cum

Tonight use me and abuse me, don't rush please just take your time and I'll use it as inspiration as I write it down in rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

With you

I take you softly by the hand I lead you towards my bed, tonight I'm going to do to you all the things I've stored up in my head

Start by undressing you, until you're just in your red lace lingerie, I'd snap a few pictures for me to look at on a later day

Lay you gently on the bed, having you here would be such bliss, I'd slide in beside you and move in closer for a kiss

Tongues dancing wildly, we're locked in a passionate embrace, only stopping for a moment so I can look into your pretty face

Slowly kissing down your neck, nipping at your gorgeous brests, feeling your nipples harden in my mouth truly is the best

Sucking on your nipples hard, I hear you let out a little sigh, now I move lower, I begin to kiss inside each thigh

You spread you legs wider, my thumbs part your perfect Rose, my tongue runs around your petals, then onto your cliterus it goes

Licking, lapping and probing, I suck hard upon your engorged throbbing clit, then I take some fingers and slide them in your slit

I finger fuck you for a while, then you say you want my cock, you reach down to guide me in, it's as solid as a rock

Soon your legs are wrapped around me, you're clawing at my skin, scratch marks and love bites show us exactly where we've been

I'm on top then you roll me over on my back, you whisper now it is your turn, you ride me like a hurricane, you give me all a man could yearn

Soon I can't hold on no more, my creamy seed explodes deep inside, you take all I have has you start to slow the ride

You collapse forward on me, our heartbeats seem to pound as one, we kiss for what seems like forever, In my arms we await the sun

THE KINKY POET 

If only for a while

You are so very super sexy, your body really turns me on, I could stare at you all day long, all my self control is gone

I can't stop thinking about you, your image fills my brain, I carry you everywhere I go, on a bus, a boat, a plane

I imagine you with me in my bed, we're laying face to face, my hands running wild on your curves, you're wearing soft Red lace

In my mind your wrapped around me our bodies are moulded into one, making love throughout the night, together we greet the morning Sun

You guide me to your chalice, my head slides between your thighs, as my tongue finds your cliterus, I hear your pleasured sighs

Your juices are so delicious, you taste like a real fine wine, I lap up every drop you seep, your pussy's so devine

Every thought i have about you makes me really smile, but I really wish I could find you outside my dream if only for a while

Ron

The needs I have

My body aches for you, I'm desperate to have my way with you, all I want is to make love to you and fuck the whole night through

Laying down standing up I'd even have you roughly up the door, use you and abuse you then leave you exhausted on the floor

Clothes torn off and discarded I'd leave bite marks on your skin, reminders of the pleasurable pain, made during a night of sin

My hands will cover every inch of you, you'll be my playground for the night, I'll feast on your body right through till we see the morning light

I will place myself in every hole, I will make your juices flow right down your leg, I'm going to take you to the edge, I'll make you moan and beg

Once I'm close to the edge I will put you gently on your knees, then explode all my creamy seed any where I please

So tonight my pleasures will be serviced, I'll fulfil the needs inside my head, shame it will be just a dream I've had whilst laying my bed

THE KINKY POET 

The return of the poet pirate

The poet Pirate sails the high sea he has plunder on his mind, he'll take no prisoners unless they're of the sexy kind

Then he'll take them to his ship, have his way with them in his cabin late at night, he hopes they have a wild spirit, nothing beats a sexual fight

Through his spyglass another ship comes into sight, he knows he can out gun her, he must strike when the time is right

Run up the colours, the Jolly Rodger now flying at full mast, he has the wind behind him, he catches up real fast

The roar of the cannon fills the air, the clash of cutlass drowns out the enemies screams, soon the ship is his, the day is won, he's fulfilled his pirate dreams

Plunder now fills his hold, another ship sleeps with Davy Jones, many men were cast adrift but they won't make old bones

Now sitting in his cabin the Poet Pirates drinking rum, another ship's been taken and there's another poem done

THE KINKY POET 

Destiny

Looking down at her map the Pirate Queen was sure which way to go, she sipped her rum and pondered as the ship tossed to and throw

The storm outside was wailing lightning struck the mast, tomorrow she repair the damage, she wondered how long will the raging sea last

The Sun broke through the clouds, with the repairs it was time to sail, she run her finger across the map and she made a visual trail

Dressed in her favourite britches she pulled her thigh high boot, with cutlass and two flintlocks, she was ready to hunt for loot

With orders given the Pirate Queen steered the ship the hunt for boots was now on, pieces of gold and diamonds anything the really shone

Little did she know on this day what destiny had decided what would be her fate, on this day she'd meet the Pirate poet and he would become her mate

Then together they would sail the sea, fight together forever more, travelling across the water, never wanting to live on shore

THE KINKY POET