THE KINKY POET

I love it nice and rough

Pinned down over the glass table, I have you under my control, I'm going to have my way with you, to nail you is my goal

Lace pantie were no defence I've forced your legs real wide, the moment my helmet touches you, I ram it deep inside

Thrust after thrust I pound you hard, your pussy's nice and tight, in my mind i have a plan to ruin all your holes tonight

You can hear me growling, my words are harsh and so intense but my desire for you are growing wild, my need is so immense

I pull out and drag you up by your hair I force you to your knees, I push my cock past painted lips and hiss "suck my dick you tease"

I have handfuls of your gorgeous hair, you gag with every thrust, I love to push my dick fully in, my balls on your chin's a must

You suck my cock so beautifully, soon I feel I want to cum, I throw you back over the glass table because I want to finish in your bum

One more ram we both climax, we both have had enough, you wrap your arms around me we kiss then you whisper " I love it nice and rough".

THE KINKY POET 

My sighs

Wrap yourself around me, hold me tight in your embrace, share your body with me, as we're laying face to face

Let me stare into your eyes, let me get lost within your gaze, mesmerized by your beauty, I'm lost in a desires haze

Press your lips against mine, let us share a tender kiss, let our tongues entwine in passion, let me feel your sexual bliss

Bodies moulded into one, its hard to tell where does mine begin, blended in pure ecstasy, mixed into carnal sin

My hips roll me into you, with each roll I start to pound, as I fall you raise your hips and you let out a little sound

A little moan of pleasure I swear I heard you call my name, this inspires me to pound harder, I guess that was your aim

Pulled into your sweet embrace, I find heaven between your thighs, soon I cannot control myself as I explode it's you who hears my sighs

THE KINKY POET 

The offer

What would you do to me if I gave you complete control for just one night, would you handcuff me to the bed or tie me up real tight

What sexual position would you have me in perhaps from behind whilst I'm on all fours, over a desk or pushed up against a wall, the choice would just be yours

Perhaps you'd want me dressed up in a character or wearing your favourite lace, we could have sex in a public place, that would make my heartbeat race

We have a million different sex toys, you can take me up the bum, using paddles, whips and nipple clamps always makes me cum

Would you invite a friend along, I've a few girls who'd love to play, you could tell us what you want to see and take pictures whilst we do everything you say

Perhaps you'd like to throw me to the floor, be degrading and treat me rough, pound me has hard as you can until I say I've had enough

So what would you do if you had control, if I had to say yes to all you ask, what would you want to start off with, what would be your first sex task

Think about this offer carefully you want to get things right, you'll never know when the offer may come, it might come your way tonight

THE KINKY POET 

Sex war

Exhausted and breathing hard, lying amongst clothes strewn across the floor, remnants of kinky sex, what's left from last night's war

Memories flash before my eyes, of you wearing soft Red lace, thoughts of all the kinky toys, makes my heartbeat race

My body aching from the war, bruises and claw marks fresh upon my skin, I can still feel the bite marks made during our night of sleazy sin

But every ounce of pain was worth it, each one was born from a kinky lust, rope marks and grazes, all made with love and trust

I look down as you look up, whilst your head's was resting on my chest, I can see that you're satisfied, its the look I love the best

Now the kinky war is over so now has ended the night of pleasure, I'll drift off to sleep still smiling, it's another night I'll treasure

In the morning we have breakfast, we discuss last nights kinky time, later on in a quiet moment I put the awesone evening into rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Fires of lust

The fires of lust are burning so deep inside my soul, I hunger to touch your body, to feed on you is my only goal

This ravenous hunger growing I'm losing all myself control, I want to own your body, I need you to be my sexy, kinky doll

To have you fulfil all of my desires, I need you to give me all I crave, you must be my plaything, become my kinky sexual slave

Mesmerise me with your gorgeous eyes, with your curves you just ensnare, lead me into a night of ecstasy, I'll follow your gorgeous curvaceous body anywhere

I'm ravenous to taste your pussy, I want to sip from your perfect Rose, then I want to share your body, my hunger grows and grows

Desires are running rampant, I've only dirty thoughts in mind, each one full of sexy naughtiness of the most kinky kind

Come to me this evening please comply to all my wishes, slide into my bed in soft Red lace and smother me in kisses

THE KINKY POET 

Halloween fun

Halloween is on its way, what dress up outfit will you wear, will you be s sexy Witch with a wig of bright green hair

Will you be dressed as Jason hidden behind a hockey mask, will you have a machete and have senseless killing as your task

Maybe a scary kinky nun, with a short habit and dark made up eyes, in a short sexy habit I'd get glimpses of your thighs

Perhaps Michael Myers dressed in a boiler suit and a great big knife, stalking people in your neighbourhood causing fear and strife

I know you could be Chucky, in a bib and brace, with crazy hair of red, hiding with a huge knife laying quietly under someone's bed

You would make a awesome Annabelle in a pretty lacey dress, that would freak me out a bit she really scares me I must confess

Then of course there's Freddy, the man with a razor-sharp glove, he visits in your scariest nightmares and who is my first horror love

So pick your favourite Halloween outfit, put on your mask or paint your face, go out and freak out people but when you come home be wearing lace

THE KINKY POET 

Still blind

Looking at your sexy pictures I feel my manhood grow in size, lust runs wildly through my veins it comes as no surprise

My eyes map every inch of you, there's some parts I cannot see, I pray one day you'll trust me enough to show those parts to me

All your delicious curves, at last they would be in pictures on my phone, glimpses of you for me to desire in the dark when I'm on my own

On show would be everything your body would be mine for just a while, even the very thought of seeing all of you, I instantly start to smile

Within those special picture, I get to see the places I've only seen within my dream, if ever I got to see you in the flesh I'm sure you would make me cream

My desires would just explode, my need to see you would be so very great, then I'd write it down in a sexy rhyme, it seems to be my  fate

I'm fated to adore you in my dreams, they project pictures deep inside my mind, I close my eyes to see the dream photo's, has to the real ones I'm still blind

THE KINKY POET 

Tickets please

I know this sounds quite silly but I sort of have a crush, when I think about her, I get a excited rush

I hear a piece of music and she instantly springs to mind, she fills me with a feeling that's not even the sexual kind

It's a kind of warm fuzziness I feel butterflies flapping in my tummy, she's gorgeous and wonderful, I think she's so very yummy

She always stops to say hello, I'm mesmerized by her pretty smile, seeing her is the best thing in my day, I'm so happy for a while

In that briefest moment it's like all my birthdays are on one day, I've a happiness overload I don't know what else to say

It makes no difference what the weather's like with her there's only Sun, they say everyone has a true love, I'm sure that she's the one

Everyday can't come quick enough, she's forever on my brain, though we only share the time it takes to check her ticket on my train

THE KINKY POET 

Hurt me please

Pull the rough rope a little tighter, I want it to leave a burn, get all the pain toys out, give me what I yearn

I'm hungry to feel that sweet ache, I only get from when you give me pain, that sexual high it gives me time and time again

Lost within the kinky hurt it's the place i just love to be, my mind calms with each and every twinge, it simply sets me free

Nipples clamps, paddles, large butt plugs up my bum, all different sensations but each one will help me cum

Everything from cold ice to hot wax makes me burn like blazing fires, do all I ask of you, do the painful things my ravenous lust desires

Give me all the things I want, just give me some sexual pain, just let loose your  sexual anger please don't make me beg once again

The hurt is all I ask from you, let me swim in lusts pain tonight, so pull the ropes a little tighter, that's it make sure they're good and tight

THE KINKY POET 

Swallowed every drop

You kneel before me in your hand my manhood awaits your painted lips, you kiss my helmet gently, the pre cum slowly drips

You push yourself onto my shaft, I smudge the lips of cherry red, you start to breath through your nose as you start to give me head

I look towards the ceiling, the feeling of your tongues really is so good, I tingle as my foreskin slips over my throbbing engorged hood

I slowly begin to thrust I have my fingers entwined with you gorgeous hair, who knows how long this will last to be honest I don't even care

To have you pay me cock worship, makes me glow inside, I look down to watch you do your magic work, as your mouth takes my cock for a ride

You begin to suck harder, I start to push with more pace, the pleasure starts to build, I guess it's now showing on my face

Soon I'm at the very edge, i let you know I was cumming in case you wanted to stop, but you continued until I exploded and you then you swallowed every drop

THE KINKY POET