THE KINKY POET

THE FUN HOUSE SHOP

Welcome to THE FUN HOUSE SHOP come in look around there's no need to creep and hide, we're here to supply all your carnal needs, so wear your kink with pride

We have everything you want from dildos to nipple clamps, hell we even sell stay fresh wipes for when your warm and damp

Handcuffs we have every kind, some furry, some made of cold rolled steel, both will keep you in your place, it's just down to how you feel

Outfits we have hundreds, we sell very exotic and kinky lingerie, from soft Red lace to leather with studs, we cover every kind of kinky play

Role play might be your kink don't worry we've got you covered, from an Angel to a slutty nun or nurse we can even do a "Old mother Hubbard"

Bondage and bindings, whips and canes we've got floggers by the score, everything a naughty kinkster might need, who could ask for more

We've even got a sports dept, you'll find something that you'll like, we have vibrators that replace the saddles so you can get off whilst you're on your indoor bike

So come in step right up, look around you'll find some fun, you may start off being Vanilla but you won't be once we're done

THE KINKY POET 

From on top

She climbs up on top of me, she's taking charge tonight, she guides my cock into her wet pussy it always feels so right

She lifts herself up slowly then even slower she glides back into place, a wave of pleasure washes over me, I have a smile across my face

My hands grip tighter to her hips as she slowly starts to ride, knowing that she and I are one fills my heart with pride

I'm mesmerized by her gorgeous tits they bounce with every move, her nipples are hypnotic as the rise and fall so smooth

She ginds her pussy into me, her pussy muscles suck my cock, she blows my mind with her technique as we begin to rock

She moves quicker now her nail claw against my chest, ah pain mixed with pleasure it really is the best

I begin to breath quicker I feel I'm gonna cum I begin to thrust up hard my hands cling tighter to her hips and bum

She starts to pound down on me, we are now fucking really hard and fast, she's screaming out my name, I'm not sure how much longer I will last

Her juices mix with my hot cream as I explode in her deep inside, slowly our heartbeats begin calm as the excitement of our sex subsidies

She's slumped forward across me, our frantic fucking has come to a climatic stop, god I love the way she pleasures me, when she's fucking from on top

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky war

Clothes strewn about everywhere red lace crumpled on the floor, cast aside reminders of the kinky night before

Butt plugs and vibrators, hand cuffs and sexy nipple clamps, mixed amongst the debris some are cold but still very damp

Floggers, school canes, some many outfits designed for play, I love all the kinky stuff with you, what more can I truly say

The house looks like a war zone, it must of been some kinky night, furniture moved out of place, it looks like there must of been a sexy fight

But though there may have been some struggles but it was such kinky fun, we played our games right through the night, until we saw the morning sun

Showers and after care are done at the ending of each night, we lay in bed together where we hold each other tight

So now the kinky war is finished I'm exhausted dozing in our bed, staring at the ceiling, with poems racing through my head

THE KINKY POET 

Ignite my fire

A sexual lust, a hunger, a ravenous need, any word will do, all these things come to mind when I think of you

A fire starts down deep inside of me, it runs through every vien, then you're all I can think about, you occupy my brain

I imagine you in role play outfits, we are playing kinky games, maybe you're tied down to my bed and I'm calling you dirty kinky names

Sometimes it's a romantic thought, like we're picnicking in a meadow full of flowers, or I've got you across my desk and I'm pounding you for hours

Black leather dress, high heel boots and a whip you are the one who calls the shots, pain made in my fantasies, I love it lots and lots

You spread legs opened wide my head nipping up your thighs, you screaming my name out loud or letting out some pleasured sighs

So many ways to describe how I feel about you, so what do I call this great desire, lust, want, a sexual need, who cares all I know is you ignite my fire

THE KINKY POET 

The things we share

I've got you in the spreaders, your wrists are bound up tight, you are at the mercy of my sexual whims, your bodies mine tonight

There's no point in struggling now with this scarf you'll have no sight, with headphones you're in silence, you'll have no clue on this night

The only way you'll know where I am is when you feel me touch your skin, you will feel my warm breath on your pussy as my tongue just dives right in

I move across your body, I kiss and bite my way up your inner thighs, I listen to your quickening breath, I hear your moans and sighs

I love being in complete control, there's nothing I can't do, I love to bring you pleasure, with the kinky things I do to you

Bite marks on your gorgeous skin, show the places where I've been, I only leave marks on your private parts so they can't be seen

Once the fun is over it's now time for love and tender care, I shower you and dry you off, I just love the things we share

THE KINKY POET 

Tonight's the night

Red lace lingerie and fishnet stockings, you are his gift for tonight, painted lips and hair done, everything must be done just right

You stand before the full length mirror you cannot help but smile, you know exactly how good you look, though it's been a while

For tonight you'll give yourself to him, your bodies his to share, you pull on your favourite dress, with such tender care

Soon you are in the taxi, your mind worried about tonight, nervous because it's your first time with him but it feels so right

Soon you are outside his house, you take a deep breath and knock the door, he opens it immediately then stares at you like he's never seen you before

Then a smile grows upon his face he says you look just like a Queen, a vision of a Goddess the type he's seen only within his dream

He gently takes you by the hand and leads you right inside, you can tell that you've pleased him by the grin on his face's so wide

THE KINKY POET 

Favourite restaurant

Your pussy's so delicious I cannot believe how good it tastes, my tongue will run wild everywhere not a drop of you I'll waste

Petals are glistening I have them with my fingers nicely spread, I can feel you grinding on me with your hands pushing down my head

My tongue working overtime running circles around your throbbing clit, my mesmerized by the pinkness of your gorgeous juicy slit

Each lick brings you closer, we race to a climatic end, I feed off you quickly, not sure when you're gonna end

We have perfect timing, we rise and fall with such synchronicity, feeding off each others reactions, given off by you and me

Juices running down my chin, my tongue desperately tries to catch your sexual wine, ravenous for the taste of you, your juice tastes so devine

Buried between your Cocoa thighs, to me is such a treat, your pussy's my favourite restaurant, it's the place I love to eat

THE KINKY POET 

Memories still linger

Throw your red lace panties on the floor I've had your pussy on my mind, all I thought about I'd eating you and naughty thoughts of a kinky kind

I'm feeling very horny, I'm a very ravenous sexual beast, spread your legs wide for me my love it's time for me to feast

Lay back on the table it puts you at a perfect for wheelchairs height, I'm going to roll in between your legs and eat you raw tonight

I love being buried between your thighs, your pussy tastes so nice, after I've fed we can play, I've got hot wax and ice

Vibrators have new batteries I've got lubrication for your plug, I picked out your favourite one, I know it fits your arse real snug

Even though I'm paralyzed and broken, I'll fuck you with my tongue and fingers, I still remember what it was like before that fateful day, the memory still lingers

When I was fully functioning I see pictures in my head, when we'd make love all around the house in each room and then our bed

THE KINKY POET 

First dream of the year

Now the New Years arrived and we share a long slow kiss, we watch the fireworks explode, it's such a night of bliss

Soon the parties over the guests are gone we're on our own, we sit close together looking at the pictures on my phone

You smell so delicious I can feel your breath upon my skin, you look so incredible I can't help but think of sin

You look up from my phone you see the hunger in my eyes, you lean forward and kiss me hard, it was a great surprise

Soon the phone was on the floor, we were naked making love, I pushed my manhood into you, I fit you like a glove

Passions running at full pace, desires mixed with kinky lust, I lead you to the bedroom, you follow me willingly, I have your sexual trust

Thrashing hard and pounding fast, I'm so glad that you are here, I adore having you in my bed, it's the first dream of the year

THE KINKY POET 

HI ALL JUST WANTED TO WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY NEW YEAR. THANK YOU FOR YOUR ON GOING SUPPORT AND FOR SHARING YOUR FANTASTIC READS
LOVE AND LIGHT
RON
HAPPY NEW YEAR PEEPS XXX