THE KINKY POET

Shoes on the other foot

Call me all your favourite dirty names, shock me if you dare, use the really filthy names, you know that I won't care

Beat me bite me claw my skin, let me feel your pain, go on take your best shot, then do the same again

Pull those bonds tighter, pour that hot wax on my skin, find your favourite butt plug then slide it deep right in

Look in the kinky toy box, there's some dildos for you to use, start small or go straight to huge I'll take any size you choose

Tonight I'm feeling naughty I want to express my kinky side, get you head between my legs, I've spread them really wide

Suck on more throbbing clit, lick me up and eat me raw, I'm here to do your bidding, because tonight I'm your dirty slutty whore

Do everything you want, make sure everything you do tonight is large, for tomorrow the shoes on the other foot and I'm the one in charge

THE KINKY POET 

Change the rules

Really wow I can use any hole, well which one shall I choose, your mouth, your ass, your pussy it's so great I just can't loose

Now before I use my choice I understand I  get only one, I'll have to decide carefully where I want to shoot my cum

Firstly there's your delicious mouth, you do give a tremendous suck, I know I wouldn't last very long and I must not waste this fuck

What about your curvy ass, I do enjoy fucking you up the bum, I love that it's really tight and you always scream as I start to cum

That leaves your gorgeous pussy, her shaven skins so soft and damp, I adore your pussy's muscles, I love the way they clamps

So is it anal sex or soft wet cunt, perhaps I'll settle for a sixty-nine, the choices seem impossible they are all wonderfully sublime

Baby can't we change the rules, let me have all your holes tonight, if you say yes I promise I'll pound each hole so right

THE KINKY POET 

Naughty little flirt

I've got to rip your panties off sorry I ruined that pretty skirt, you've teased me all day long, you naughty little flirt

Dropping loads of items, so you have to bend over to pick them up, your blouse unbuttoned just enough to show some lacey cup

Fishnet stockings with tops of pretty patterned lace, you made sure I always get a glimpse, it makes my heartbeat race

Flirty smiles as you walk by but you make sure to stay just out of reach, I can't take my eyes off of you, god you have the cutest Peach

I try to keep my distance the anticipation turns me on, I try my best to use self control but I know it won't last long

I'm like a jack in the box on it's handles very last turn, I'm so close to exploding free but I must now have exactly what I yearn

Then at last the control is gone, my self control has now been lost, I'm gonna have to take you now and your panties must pay the cost

THE KINKY POET 

Always on my mind

Call it a ravenous lust or desire I just need you in my bed, I've thought about you all day long, you're stuck inside my head

Sitting at my workspace, I just can't get nothing done, all I can think about is how I really want to make you cum

All through the meetings I swear I never heard a thing, I was busy thinking about having you and the joy that it would bring

Sitting on the train home, you were crashing through my brain, walking from the station I swear i didn't feel the rain

In my mind we were making love, you're always dressed up in lots of lace, we're making love with passion, sometimes at a aggressive pace

One night I'm tied up, the next time you're tied up stretched out on the bed, or I've got you on your knees, so I can force you to give me head

All day and most of the night, you're playing on my mind, I think about you constantly and it's always thoughts of the naughty kind

THE KINKY POET 

Fun with fruit and cream

Me and you and a bowl of fruit and cream, it's time for messy fun, I'm going to eat stuff off your pussy, until I've made you cum

We spread towels on the bed, we try to contain some of the mess, we know we'll still have to change the sheets but it will save them more or less

Showered both naked now the messy food sex can begin, I cover your tits in whipped cream, then my face gets covered in creamy sin

Strawberries placed around your slit, fruit blended with your pussy juice, I feed off your Chalice, my sexual hunger now gets loose

I'm eating delicious fruit off you, you're sucking cream off my dick, ecstasy shared between us, together we suck and lick

Fruit and cream goes everywhere, it's in our faces and our hair, we are both lost in our fruity passions, we carry on without a care

Soon we both reach orgasm, I love to hear you moan and scream, we shower then it's clear up time, after playing with fruit and cream

THE KINKY POET 

My creamy seed

Open wide your pretty mouth, let me slide my cock right in, slowly take me deeper until my balls are resting on your chin

You cup me in your gentle hands, you've got me in your grip, I look down onto the top of your head, it's great to hear you slurp and sip

Your tongue dances like a ballerina you move with such a sensual grace, I hold you by your soft silky hair as I make love to your pretty face

Slowly thrusting forward I smudge your red lipstick on your face, you start to suck me harder as you move your head with a quicker pace

Our bodies catch the perfect rhythm we begin to move as one, I can feel my balls quivering in your hand as I begin to cum

I throw my head backwards I begin to loose all control, you have me under your sexual spell now, you own my very heart and soul

I'm lost in your blow job skills, soon I fill your mouth with my creamy seed, mind blown and empty, your mouth has done its deed

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky night

Only a few more days and the weekend is on its way, we've both cleared our diaries and we've scheduled some naughty play

We've got all they toys out, new batteries are all in place, ice cubes and hot wax, I can feel my heartbeat race

Nipple clamps and floggers, there's the paddle for your bum, squirty cream and Strawberries, the butt plug will make you cum

An array of kinky outfits, from school girls to a slutty nun, I'm hoping you wear several but you know my favourite one

I have a real kink for lace lingerie I am obsessed by the colour Red, I can close my eyes and see you in it, like a movie in my ĥead

We've got the ropes and chains ready, I've got the handcuffs and I've remembered to find the key, last time I forgot it and I couldn't set you free

The dungeons all prepared and there's new candles for sexy light, god I wish it was Saturday so we could start our kinky night

THE KINKY POET 

Kits challenge

1 I'm a good listener: I always have been even though being paralyzed has made me a bit of a captive audience

2 artistic: love painting designing art work for tattoos ect.

3 cooking: before I was paralyzed I loved cooking and made every birthday cake or celebration cake within the family

4 Funny: Always had a smart mouth, often gets me into trouble but I never deliberately go out to offend or upset anyone

5 Strong: I've got over many obstacles both physically and mentally. I have been blessed with a wonderful family and the greatest friends to support me in my darkest time

6 Kind: I am kind to anyone even to people who have wronged me. Some say I'm a soft touch but I won't change who I am

7 Hopeless romantic: I'm so into the idea of true love, sadly I'm still on the endless search to find it but hey I'm forever hopeful

8 Animal lover: Even though I eat meat I still adore animals both wild and domestic. Sea life is my favourite. I am so pro Shark, as my tattoo challenge will attest too

9 Thankful: I'm very great full for the small things in life and try to see life through the " The glass is half full" side of things. Even during my toughest times I try to see the positives in everything

10 Poetic: I absolutely adore writing poems from the erotic to the romantic, I love the power a few well chosen words can bring to the day, I guess that's what makes me THE KINKY POET

THIS CHALLENGE WAS MUCH TOUGHER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE. THANKS FOR THE CHALLENGE KIT
LOVE AND LIGHT

THE KINKY POET

One more stroke

Cocooned in the darkness, I have no sight and I cannot hear a sound, laying here so vulnerable, my wrists and legs are bound

I have no clue whose around me, I wait nervously for their touch, the anticipation is building, it's almost getting quite too much

Then I feel a warm breeze, there's a soft breath upon my skin, my senses are in overdrive on this night of kinky skin

Then a soft hand grasps my manhood, it goes hard to her expert skill, I feel her lips surround it, I'm at the mercy of her will

Working hard on my shaft I'm lost within the power of her suck, then she climbs onto my dick, we slowly start to fuck

Her pussy's muscles grasp me hard, she's so wet but yet so tight, I feel her nails start to claw my chest, the pain brings me such delight

She rides throughout the night, but as I begin to cum, she gets off until I'm calm again, this orgasm denial doesn't seem much fun

On the edge of bursting one stroke away from blowing seed, she stops and I'm left alone, she's fulfilled her controlling sexual need

THE KINKY POET 

The strip

I want you to take your clothes off, take your time go nice and slow, tease me with small glimpses of your flesh, put on a kinda show

Slowly unbutton your pretty blouse, give me a peek at lace, use your eyes to seduce me, I want to see sex upon your face

I can see your lacey bra strap, oh there's a breast filled cup, you're the mistress of sexy striping, my cock's already up

Soon the blouse is on the floor, your skirt the tumbles to the ground, you move like you're dancing though there is not a single sound

Lace lingerie and stockings, you kick off your sexy heels, you look so very sexy and now I'm desperate to find out how your body feels

You move in closer then you simply turn and move away, by now I'm frantic for you but you continue with your kinky play

You slide off your lacey bra straps, the clip is then undone, you throw your bra at me, in some sexy striping game off fun

Next your panties come off with a flick they're in my lap, you turn to show your gorgeous arse to me and give each cheek a slap

You move in but just out of reach you blow me a kiss then walk away, I'm left with a hard on of frustration and warm lingerie to last me through the day

THE KINKY POET