THE KINKY POET

The unexpected gift

It's late at night I'm In my bed I hear my phone go ping, it's a notification to say I've got mail from you, my heart begins to sing

I love hearing from you but tonight the email just blew my mind, it contained a attachment of the sexy kind

It was a gorgeous sexy picture of your shoulders and your face, you were in a Santa hat and collar and there was a glimpse of soft red lace

You looked so very sexy, my heartbeat just began to race, seeing you before me with painted lips brought a smile across my face

My mind was running wildly, oh I imagined you were mine, I thought of loads of kinky things then put them in this rhyme

You tied up on a high beam or in a dungeon to a wall, me being the master, you submitting to my all

A table full of kinky playthings, you being my complete kinky bodyslave, you doing all I ask of you giving me everything I crave

All this from a picture it was such a unexpected gift, you really made my evening, it gave me a New years lift

THE KINKY POET 

Spark

Pinned down to the bed, you used red ribbons on my hands and feet, all the knots had pretty bows for a festive treat

I was at your mercy I was your toy to play with for the night, you didn't need to tie me up I wouldn't have put up a fight

You can do what you like with me, my body's yours to own, feel free to take intimate pictures and keep them on your phone

I will follow all your commands I will do everything you say, bring your friends in if you want I don't mind if they come and play

Get out your hot wax, cover my nipples with some ice, you know I love some kinky pain, it makes me feel so nice

Sexual pain and pleasure it's all heaven of the kinky kind, designed to make my endorphins run, until they blow my mind

Bite me and scratch me I beg you please just leave a mark, you know they give me inspiration and my poetry it will spark

THE KINKY POET 

I beg you please

Put on my favourite lingerie I'm in the mood for kinky play, yes you can pick a character outfit but please don't take all day

All day I've had a hunger, I haven't stopped thinking of you in soft red lace, your panties pulled out sideways and you balanced on my face

My balls have been throbbing in my shorts all day I've had real wood, I couldn't concentrate at work, I'm sure I made more mistakes than I really should

People were asking for information you know the stuff people ask inside the bank, I was so fucking horny in my lunch break I crept off for a wank

That didn't help much yes it gave me some small peace of mind but soon you were back in my thoughts, you I was thinking things of the sexual kind

So just pick a playful outfit, just get in here and on your knees, get out my throbbing hard on and suck my cock I beg you please

I'll play any game you want, just please I'm desperate, I beg you make me cum, let me fill you in any hole, your pussy, mouth or your gorgeous bum

THE KINKY POET 

How long

My tongue dances on your engorged clit, my fingers are pushed in deep, lubricated by your juices has your pussy starts to seep

As I push my fingers deeper, you simply rise and fall, making sure I've got the access and you can take it all

Your hands reach down and grasp me, you've both of your hands gripped firmly to my head, you ride my face forcibly, whilst spread out on my bed

Your juices are flowing fast, I'm feeding on your pussy's wine, each tongue lap brings you pleasure and tonight's your pussy's mine

Your breathing begins to quicken you are getting closer to the edge, I try to control your climax, before I push you off the ledge

You begin to talk dirty, ordering me to lick harder and to make you cum, I pull out my finger abd fuck you with my tongue

You begin to push down on my head, your now grinding hard and fast, I'm licking furiously, not knowing how long I can last

THE KINKY POET 

Yummy

Oh I just adore eating pussy, I could eat it all day long, sucking and nibbling on a cliterus I swear you can't go wrong

Labias spread by my thumbs, my tongue pushed deep inside, get yourself across me and take my face for a ride

Tongue going like crazy, lapping, flicking, probing really fast, trying my best to pleasure you, no matter how long this feast might last

Sipping on your juices, I don't care if you squirt before you cum, I pull you down tight to my face, my fingers clamped onto your bum

Grind your pussy in my face, I want to be drowned in pussy juice, ride my tongue hard and deep, let your desires loose

Your pussy looks so pretty it's such a lovely sight to see, it's like a pretty flower, whose petals are spread for me

My tongue goes like a hummingbird, feeding on the nectar from your Rose, I never tire of the taste, my hunger for it simply grows

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas wish

Yes I've been a bad boy, I have had naughty thoughts all day, of you dresses in soft red lace and how I'd love to play

I'd have you tied up to my bed, your legs would be spread real wide, so I could see your pinkness and take a peek inside

Stating at your ankles I'd give you a little kiss then a little bite, then slowly work my way up to the place where I want to spend tonight

Slowly moving up your gorgeous legs, I kiss and nip your thighs I listen to your sexual moans, I adore your pleasured sighs

My thumbs spread your petals when I arrive at your soft  Rose, I'm so close to your wetness now I can brush it with my nose

At last I take my first lick, your juices have such a delightful taste, I take care how I eat you, not a drop must go to waste

My tongue flicks, licks and probes has it dances on your clit, you begin to rise and fall keeping perfect time with it

After a few orgasms wash over you, I slowly move up higher on the bed, kissing up your stomach on the way towards your head

I stop at your gorgeous tits I pull aside your red lingerie, my mouth sucks on your already hard nipples, I can see they to play

Sucking hard then slowing down my hards caress your tits with care then I nibble up your pretty neck and then finally I'm there

Alt last we are face to face, we slowly begin to kiss, my God you are so beautiful, you are my Christmas wish

THE KINKY POET 

Hi my fellow kinksters, I'd just wanted to wish you one and all to a fantastic Christmas and a joyful New year

Thank you for the support

Ron

Dinner date

Tie me down to the kitchen table, let me be your Christmas feast, devour me at your pleasure, show me your culinary sexual beast

Eat me from head to toe, leave bite marks on my skin, I want to be your plaything through this festive night of sin

Give me a good basting let me be your delicious Christmas meal, do with me what you like, show me that your kinks are real

I will be the main meal, I'm hoping you will be our dinners sweet, I want to have my way with you, I'm ravenous for your meat

Feasting on our bodies, who knew Christmas could be such fun, we can start on a Christmas eve and finish when the kinky Christmas time is done

You sucking on my cliterus, drinking my pussy's delicious wine, me worshipping your erect manhood, things will be devine

So I hope your starving for me, as for me I just cannot wait, at last it's Christmas eve and I am your dinner date

THE KINKY POET 

Christmas fuck

I hope I'm on Santa's naughty list, to me that sounds like fun, I'm hoping he'll put me across his knee and really smack my bum

Laying across his lap that big brass buckles very cold, it freezes my tummy but I do has I've been told

Knowing I'll get punished if I'm put on Santa's naughty list means I won't get any gifts but still I will persist

Because being gently punished is better than any gift he'd wrap, I'd swop any gift or present for a naughty little slap

He could tie me up in gift ribbons and put me in his big black sack, pick me up and carry me off, he can throw me across his back

I hope I get a special Christmas kiss, under the Mistletoe or near my Christmas tree, I'd settle for just one kiss but I'd prefer two or free

So I'll continue to be naughty, I'll be cheeky and push my luck, who know if I'm really bad I might get a Christmas fuck

THE KINKY POET 

Torn paper

Tearing off the paper, you used it to cover up your skin, you look like a Christmas gift, now I'm desperate to get right in

The sound it makes exciting it makes my heartbeat race, I wonder if underneath you're naked or are you wearing my favourite lace

God I've got real horny, I want to get between your thighs, there's only a few sheets of paper between me and my kinky prize

Now you are totally naked I've got you laying on my bed, just looking at your sexy curves start kinky thoughts inside my head

I want to sip from your pinkness, lick the petals of your Rose, get up close and personal, tickle your cliterus with my nose

Drown me in your pussy juice, let me sip your sweetest wine, let me thrust myself inside you and slowly take my time

Take you to the edge of ecstasy, hold back and not let you cum, tease you and please you, push a finger in your bum

So come closer now let's unwrap my sexy gift, throw the torn paper on the floor, I want to get you naked and I can't wait no more

THE KINKY POET 

Decorate the tree

It's time to decorate the tree, I've got parcels wrapped just for you, each wishing you a Merry Christmas and signed with I love you

All are done up in Christmas paper, I've even hand tied a pretty bow, I'm not the greatest at wrapping and the parcel that you've got will show

Obviously I can't tell you what you've got but I know you love a clue, so I'll give you some little hints, the rest is up to you

Some will feel soft and nice, some are solid steel and cold, some will make you look really cute there's some are just designed to hold

Some are made to vibrate, guaranteed to make you cum, some are made of shining chrome and fit tightly in your bum

I hope you love your presents I hope they bring you joy and glee, so let's get Christmas started, let's decorate the tree

You put on the lights and baubles, I've got mistletoe I've even made a wish, I'm hoping to find you underneath it so I can steal a kiss

THE KINKY POET