THE KINKY POET

The words I love the best

I force my lips upon you, you struggle, kick and fight, you know this is futile your bodies mine tonight

My tongue pushes past your lips, I smudge the colour Red, it matches your lace lingerie, you're forced on to the bed

Your hands are pinned above your head, I feel your heartbeat race, you threaten to bite me, you snap wildly at me face

But your body tells a different story, I feel your wetness down below, I slide my hand inside your panties, your resistance starts to slow

You spread your legs slowly I climb in between your thighs, I guide myself into you amid low maons and sexy sighs

I release your hands from above your head, you nails start to scratch and claw, the pain brings me pleasure, you hiss " Take me as your whore".

Kissing hard our bodies collide like asteroids somewhere out in space, we climax together I see such pleasure in your gorgeous face

I roll off you finished, you lay your head on my still pounding chest, you whisper " God I love you" they are the words I love the best

THE KINKY POET 

Cunnilingus

Transfixed by your beauty, I'm lost somewhere in your eyes, desire sweeps over me, I hunger for your sighs

I want to hear you cry out, let that sound just pass your lips, the sound of pure pleasure as my tongue slowly flicks and dips

We keep perfect symmetry with each lick we rise and fall, you raise your pussy higher to make sure I eat you all

Your hands force my head lower, you guide me to the spot, I suck hard on your cliterus, as for your juice I want the lot

Face soaked in your sex, my tongue lapping up your pussy's wine, ravenous to savor every drop, I just have to make it me

You are getting closer, you begin to grind into my face, I hear you start to moan real deeply, I lick at a frantic pace

Just as your coming I leave a bite to show you're mine, satisfied with my efforts, you tell me to write that down in rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

The Flogger

Hung from a high beam I'm waiting for the flogger to bite my flesh, the pain is like a brand new day, it makes me feel so fresh

The leather wraps itself around my butt, I can't wait to see the mark, I just love the way it feels, my sexual desires start to spark

The tails are a perfect fit they wrap around me nice and snug, it makes me feel a inner calmness it's like a well intended hug

Hanging there waiting the anticipation builds so fast, I'm desperate to feel the first strike, I'm not sure how much longer I can really last

Do I have to beg for the strike, ok please strike my body master, lay the flogger on my skin, hit me harder, I beg you hit faster

Dam I'm awake it's late o'clock and I'm stuck in my lonely bed, i haven't got any marks, it was just a flogging in my head

How I wish you were real and the flogger really marked my skin, for tonight would be the perfect night to get some  pain and sin

THE KINKY POET 

Into your dreams I creep

I close my eyes and drift off to sleep,  knowing you'll be there, then I'll be with you in them and in your kinky dreams I'll share

I'm hoping you'll be dressed up, fingers crossed you'll be wearing lace, even though it won't be on you long, because I'll tear it off at pace

My desires will run rampant, I'm ravenous and on you I want to feast, my hunger for you is building I'm turning into a sexual beast

I want to tie you down, I'll make the bindings nice and tight, I will use you as my plaything, your pussy's mine at night

We could play kinky sex games, we could play hunting in the dark, just the thought of tracking you down, makes my sexy fires spark

I wish I could live forever, spending my life inside your dream, I'd be like your Knight in shining armour and you would be my kinky Queen

So as my eyes get heavy, I feel myself getting settled into sleep, I smile quietly to myself as into your dreams I creep

THE KINKY POET 

The dead of night

Kissing in the dead of night, our hands guide us through the dark, we've been here a million times before, desire is the spark

No need to see each other, we have maps inside our heads, we know each other intimately we've shared each others beds

Moving with such confidence our bodies blend as one, knowing how to bring each other sexual pleasures guaranteed to make each other cum

I know all your sexual buttons and of course you also know mine, this can only come with the experience that comes with test of time

With many years together we move perfectly in time we go with the ebb and flow, knowing when its time to pick up the pace or just take things nice and slow

Like the two sides of the same coin, together we make the coin a whole, sharing everything together we own each other, body, mind and soul

So though we are kissing in the dead of night, we both know exactly what to do, because you know me perfectly the same way that I know you

THE KINKY POET 

A million miles away

You're sitting at your workspace you've got naughtiness on your mind, good job your coworkers can't see they're of the kinky kind

You shift your sundress up a little higher, you're sure no one can see, you slide your phone between your thighs and take some pics for me

If you zoom in closer your can see a damp patch on the lace, you know this is guaranteed to put a smile across my horny face

Now you've done the pics you want to do much more, you start sending dirty, flirty messages signed with love from your kinky whore

You know far away I'm reading your notes and your pictures have turned me on, you receive a quick reply from me simply saying "Go on"

You now peeked my interest you know I now require more, you close down the current spread sheet you're working on and head towards the door

You go into a rest room cubicle, slide out of your pretty dress, you video you playing with yourself, knowing that it will so impress

Close ups of your fingers as you push them deep inside, you capture the moment your cream yourself and let slip some little sighs

You blow kisses down the screen, you turn around and do a little twerk, you switch off the video and get yourself back to work

Now I'm sitting at my desk horny and million miles away, wishing I was in that cubicle so together we could play

THE KINKY POET 

Looking on

Make sure you don't miss a spot, how I love to watch you shower, no matter what I've done all day this is by far my favourite hour

You always undress slowly I love it when you stroke your skin, it always makes my pulse start to race and my mind run off to sin

Then you start to shower, I always get the perfect view, I wish I was the bubbling water running so freely over you

Or I'd love to be the big pink sponge, the one you use to make you clean, going across your gorgeous body, oh I guess a boy can dream

If I'm really very lucky you might need to have a pussy shave, then I get to see you spread your legs, it's the thing I really crave

Knowing how smooth your Rose will be once the shave is done, makes me want to touch myself, now I really need to cum

I take a few special pictures, I wish you knew what you do to me, your finished now so I must go before you catch me watching from this tree

THE KINKY POET 

Can't win them all

I'm feeling so horny I'm ravenous, it's time for me to hunt, somewhere out there's waiting is a wet and juicy cunt

No time to be polite, my hungers burning deep inside, I need to quell the fire, I need a pussy that's opened wide

Walking down this busy avenue, it's hard for me to choose, so many unsuspecting pussy's I really cannot lose

There she is bless her all alone sitting on the cafés seat, I'll just go and introduce myself, she looks like easy meat

I walk up real close beside her, I flash my winning smile, she continues to read her book and ignores me for a while

Finally she looks up, I lay out some cheap and sleazy line, something about her beauty and how she looks devine

She just stares at me aimlessly then says I'm not her type, she prefers other girls and I should not believe my hype

She goes back to her pages, as I crawl off I hear her laugh, I guess you just can't win them all, I go home and take a bath

Soaking in my bathtub licking my wounds because my plans got shoot down in flames, maybe being a total arse hole won't help me in loves romantic games

THE KINKY POET 

Somewhere in a dream

Is it wrong to want your body even though you are a dream away, I could live between your legs and feed on you all day

Bury my head into your moistened pussy, run my tongue around your clit, sipping from your Chalice I adore your soaking slit

I dream I'm snuggled in behind you, my throbbing cock slid in from behind, as I push forward you push back, we share a slow deep sexual grind

Kisses rain down on your neck, my hands reach around to cup your tits, playing with your hardened nipples I pinch them for a bit

My mouth moves close to your ear, I whisper some kinky sexy lines, snippets of erotic poetry, that I've used within my rhymes

The excitement is building you whisper you want me to make you cum, I feel your pussy exploding as my bollocks hit your bum

One more thrust I'm cumming I fill your pussy with my cream, I awake to find I'm all alone because you live somewhere in a dream

THE KINKY POET 

Set me free

I kneel down to show submission I am yours and yours alone, I will do all you ask of me, to you I wish to own

Guide me with a firm but gentle hand, put my frantic mind at ease, collar me, make yours, I only live to please

Let me be there for you, I want to be at your beck and call, give me any task you like, I will fulfil them all

Teach me total obedience it's only you I wish to serve, let me be your one and only, I will treat you exactly how you deserve

I will treat you like a Goddess, you will feel just like a Queen, I will become the best submissive and try to be the best there's ever been

I pray you see past all my faults and can see the submissive I could become, I promise to work hard every day until my quest is done

So look deep into my soul, see the submissive deep inside of me, lead me on my journey, set the submissive in me free

THE KINKY POET