THE KINKY POET

I'm yours

You own me for the evening so what do you intend to do, I'm here to do your bidding, just tell me what you want to do

You can fulfil your sexual fantasies do all the naughty things that you can think, it's your opportunity to try out your favourite secret kink

If you want me to wear lingerie I guess it will be red, or do you want some role play, just say what's in your head

Feel free to use your floggers, tie me up and bind me tight, take me has you see fit, I'm your playground for the night

Use me and abuse me call me degrading slutty names, this is your kinky evening so come on and choose the games

You can do anything for on this night I'm your dirty slut, take me in every hole I have, my mouth, pussy and my butt

So use your night wisely I'll be naked waiting in your cage, awaiting for your ravenous thoughts so unleash your sexual rage

THE KINKY POET 

And action ?

If I were in charge of your play, I'd direct you right through to the climatic end, I'd pick out your lingerie and you could even bring in your friend

I'd sit in my wheelchair watching you with her or alone on your comfy bed and direct you to do all the kinky things that came into my head

Your hair would be perfect, you'd have lips painted the darkest red, surrounded by your favourite toys so my kinky desires can be fed

I'd film every sexy scene whilst I told you what to do, making sure you enjoyed yourself, it must bring pleasure to you too

You laying on your back with your legs spread open wide, a wand humming on your throbbing clit and a dildo pushed inside

My commands would be followed, I wouldn't have to ask you twice, both of us really getting off on this kinky directorial vice

You eating wet pussy, your girlfriend would be doing the same, the thought of me directing you both having sex would really be insane

With someone or or just you, with a friend or on your own, we could then watch it on a huge T.V. via Bluetooth from my phone

THE KINKY POET 

Slut play

Tonight is play night, I've got a naughty game in mind, let's get the bedroom toys out, let's do something of the slutty kind

Go put on something sexy, make sure you're wearing Red lingerie, I'll get the toys out then we can start to play

Shall we try the new handcuffs or I could tie you to the bed, I'm gonna call your degrading things and make you give me head

You will do my every command, your bodies mine to own, I want you to play with yourself whilst I film it on my phone

I'm gonna fuck you hard and fast, as for romance there will be none, I will use every hole you own, before I get to cum

I'm going to use you like a slut but once the games are done, I will bath you and cuddle you, until we greet the Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Poets dick

Close your eyes and imagine my hands running across your skin, my head nestled between your thighs tasting the pleasures held within

My fingers on your nipples as the harden to my touch, my tongue lapping at you, as the ecstacy becomes to much

You reach down and hold my head, you grind your pussy to my face, your juices are like a waterfall you've soaked your panties made of soft red lace

Pushed aside not taken off, I didn't want to take the time but later once we've finished you'll now i will make those panties mine

You feel me move up your body you sigh as my manhood slides inside, you dig your nails into my arse as we begin to ride

Thrusting hard inside you, my cock drives in you oh so deep, my balls are covered in your juice as I make your pussy seep

Faster and faster your breathing gets you're just about to cum, you open your eyes for a second you can still hear a gentle hum

Your special toy has done it's job, full speed always does the trick, it's a small relief when you're on your own craving a poets dick

THE KINKY POET 

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Love and light

Ron

If I was not a poet

I hunted you down I wanted you, I really want you on this night, I want to have my way with you, I want to treat you right

You awoke a desire in me I feel a primal need in me, I want to own your body, let's set our sexual needs go free

I would take you hard and fast I want to pin you up the door, when you orgasm and call my name I'll take you scream again once more

Controlled but still caring, I'd make sure you were treated like a Queen, cared for but still ravenous, of you I often dream

It's awesome that you've found yourself to yourself you must true, BE STRONG AND BE BEAUTIFUL AND MAKE SURE THAT YOU'RE ALWAYS YOU

I would help you rebuild yourself, let me help repair your broken soul, to watch you grow and blossom, would truly be my goal

Oh if I was a real Dominant I would simply make you mine but sadly I'm just a caring man who writes of kinky things in rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

The magic poem

I'd love to write a magic poem that would make you want to play, a piece that's so erotic that it would make wet all day

Stanzas full of naughtiness with kinky quotes wrote down in rhyme, stuff that makes you want to touch yourself and dream your hands were mine

Every part your fingers touch take you closer to the edge, where every line of mine you read wants to push you off the sexual ledge

A poem full of scenarios that seem so personal like they were written just of you, picking out the kinky sexy things you really love to do

A poem that reaches deep into your desires, one that's like I must have read your mind, full of all your favourite things of the kinky sexy kind

Describing positions you love, a poem that leaves you wanting more, the one that once you've read it your panties are damp and on the floor

A poem that turns you on so much whilst your playing with yourself in bed, snippets of my magic poem are still running around your head

THE KINKY POET 

Wishful dream

The Sun rises slowly I guess it's time for you to go, I close my eyes tightly trying to make our parting slow

I feel us separating as we begin to slowly start to drift apart, you returning from whence you came, the pain hits me in the heart

My hand grips yours tightly but still you slowly slip away, I'm just left with the sweet but stinging memories of our night of sexy play

Each kiss still hangs on my lips, I still have your cherry lipsticks taste, the nectar of your flower in my mouth, not a drop of you went to waste

I can still feel the claw marks, I touch the bite marks on my skin, all left and made by you, from our night of kinky sin

My eyes adore every inch of you, I'm obsessed by every curve, looking at you in my bed, excites every single nerve

When I'm alone in my bed, I wonder if you hear me scream, I'm awake and on my own after another wishful dream

THE KINKY POET 

Outdoor activities

We are alone in these woods I'm sure there's no one here to see, just take your red lace panties off and bend over this falling tree

That's it spread your legs, I've always wanted sex outside, I drop down onto my knees and push my tongue inside

My tongue laps your pussy, you push back into my face, it inspires me to lap you quicker, I eat your pussy at some pace

Your juices are running free, I have your wine running down my chin, now I know you're ready for some kinky outdoor sin

I stand up behind you, my manhood goes in deep inside your rose, I slowly begin to thrust, well you know how it goes

Deep grinding pushes, I reach around to stroke your clit, I love pounding you from behind whilst playing with your slit

Soon we are going at full pace, you begin to moan and scream, I guess it was because we were in the woods where she couldn't be heard or seen

THE KINKY POET 

Sexual sweat

Sexual sweat runs down my back following the claw marks in my skin, we were on the edge of ecstasy, the climax to our night of kinky sin

Both breathing hard and fast I hear her whispering naughty things in my ear, it inspired me to thrust harder, we were both now getting very near

Orgasms were racing forward, soon we would be done, each movement pulled us closer, both of us were gonna cum

Her claws pushed in deeper she racked them across my back, I was forcing my tongue in her mouth, we moved like we were on a railroad track

Perfect synchronicity everything was done together right on time, I knew about her every move and she moved in time with mine

Now we were at full pace, our passions were running wild and free, I was on the edge of ecstasy and you were thrusting up for me

With one last thrust we both exploded, exhausted we both had just cum, covered in our sexual sweat, we both watched the rising of the Sun

THE KINKY POET 

The sexual promised land

With a few strategically undone buttons, her dress slips down to the floor, she looked like a Goddess in soft Red lace but i wanted to see much more

Slowly she pulled down a bra strap, then I heard the clip go pop, she started to remove her lacey bra, I told her please don't stop

Soon her bra was with her dress, her gorgeous nipples were on show, I watched her run her hands across them it was done seductively real slow

Her nipples harden to her touch, she pulled each nipple and let out a sexy sigh, I was transfixed when she run her hand Slowly up her  inner thigh

Her thumbs hooked her Red panties, she pulled them to the side, she then moved her pussys lips so I could see her glistening clit inside

Soon she was naked she stepped forward and took me by the hand, she led me to the bedroom, we were going to the sexual promised land

Watching her undress for me, made my night, she made my heart pound fast and race, there's nothing in this world I love more to see than my gorgeous girl in soft red lace

THE KINKY POET