THE KINKY POET

Oral sex

The moment I close my eyes, I'm no longer alone, crippled in my bed, I'm laying beside my dream girl, she's wearing lacey lingerie in red

My hands run wildly across her curves, I feel through the lace to touch her skin, her body is receptive as we both go looking for some sin

Kisses shared between us, her cherry lip gloss I can taste, every move is slow and deliberate, nothings done in haste

Her nipples harden to my deft touch, she let's out some little sighs, I move myself above her as I slide down between her thighs

Slowly I kiss her inner thighs, I give them a playful nip, I can now see her pussy glistening has her juices start to drip

My mouth moves towards her mound, I pull her moistened pussy's lips apart, I can smell her sexual fragrance as I begin to start

My tongue runs along her lips, she instantly raises her gorgeous hips, it makes for easy access as I drink her juice in little sips

Her pussy tastes so heavenly, she has the sweetest wine, she grinds herself into my face, my tongue laps at her in time

Soon she is moaning, her hips quickly rise and fall, I probe, lap and suck her clit hard, my name she starts to call

Like a crashing wave she explodes her juices, soaking my face and tongue, I slide back up her quivering body knowing her oral sex is done

THE KINKY POET 

Delicious takeaway

Hands pinned above your head, pushed tight up to the door, I've been looking at your pictures and now I can't wait no more

Your blouse is ripped open wide, I can see your sexy lingerie, god I've want to suck your tits, I've been wanting this all day

One hand to control you, the other mapping all your curves, hunting for your wetness, try to awaken all your nerves

My lips forced onto your bright red lips, our tongues fight a forceful duel, each movement adds to the excitement, it ignites our sexual fuel

Soon panties are discarded I force my throbbing cock so deep inside, you push back towards me, your legs are opened wide

Pounding hard against the door, it's bound to leave a bruise, so I spin you the other way, now what hole do I choose

Your hands pressed against the door you raise your arse into the air, showing me as long as I'm fucking you, arse or pussy you don't care

Ramming deep into you, I'm squeezing hard on your gorgeous tits, you start to tell me to fuck harder, I feel your hand down on your slit

I'm fucking you as hard as I can, you rub your throbbing clit in time, we both burst our sexual dans together, it truly was devine

Thank you I so needed that, how was your work today, let's both go share a nice hot shower, then I'll order us a yummy takeaway

THE KINKY POET 

Inspired relief

Hand down my trousers, I stroke my throbbing bone, your pictures inspire me to get relief when I'm all alone

Looking at your sexy curves, send scenarios to my brain, I imagine we're a kinky couple, having naughty sex a mile high up in a plane

Or you're my boss at work, you want me to stay on late, we end up fucking on your desk, it was my kinky work place date

In the next picture you're wearing my favourite lingerie made of soft red lace, god it's my favourite outfit, it makes me pick up pace

In the next I see your perfect Rose, you've spread your petals nice and wide, I zoom in nice and close so I can see your glistening pinkness deep inside

Pictures of you dressed in outfits or playing with yourself whilst you're on your own, videos of your hands at work, sent to tease me through my phone

Thank you for all the sexy photos, from the naughty ones down to the cutest smile, everyone of them gives me a inspired relief, that lasts me quite a while

THE KINKY POET 

Captive in my mind

I've got you held captive, you're at the mercy of my mind, here I can do anything I think about of the kinky kind

I can have you chained in the darkest dungeon were no one could here you scream, do all the naughty things to you, the type of which I dream

I could have you in a huge dark wood, have you handcuffed to a tree, were your sexual fate would be decided on how well you beg and plea

A million different role play outfits, run around inside my head, I usually end picking something lacey and of course it would be red

I would force you to have sex in public, as people walked on by, a ball gag to keep you quiet, you can't talk but you may try

You maybe on a sidewalk it's late at night when your pulled into a van, the police will try to find you but I'm the only one who can

I've got you in a faraway cabin, where I'm free to have my wicked way, I've got all the toys and bindings, to make it a kinky stay

But the place I'd love to have you captive, is on my bed, with your head resting on my chest, wrapped up safely in my arms is the dream I love the best

THE KINKY POET 

The complete connection

Let me tie you down to the bench, I'll make the bindings nice and tight, I'm gonna play with your body, it's my playground for the night

I'll kiss every inch of you, run scented oils into your skin, treat you ever so soft and gently,  until its time for kinky sin

Then my touch will get rougher, I'll leave marks where I choose to bite, I'll always make sure there discreetly placed, hidden out of sight

I've got my special Tool Box, it's full of kinky things made for fun, floggers, dildos, body wax, nipple clamps and butt plugs for your bum

With your legs spread wide, I own you,  you're my very own kinky doll, but I don't just want your body, I need your heart and soul

I want and need the complete connection, I need more than sex and sin, I guess that's what I'm searching for before any kinkiness can begin

I'm looking for my one true love, one to share my heart and kink, at last in you I think I've found it, well at least that's what I think

THE KINKY POET 

KINKYVILLE

I want to live in Kinkyville where sexy girls live and play, a special place where naughty girls do kinky things all day

Every house has the wildest parties, where pussy's are on tap, in special dark hidden rooms girls get tied up and want a kinky slap

Bondage happens in every house, there's kinky outfits for sexy play, it's a little piece of heaven on earth, it's a place I'd want to stay

I want to join the community, invite people around for lunch, perhaps get into the wilder side of life, get invited to a munch

I wonder if I can learn Shibari, I'd love to tie those fancy knots, I want to own a dungeon complete with a room with viewing slots

I would like to find my soul mate, you know find that special kinky girl, we could switch being the dominant one, give being the submissive one a whirl

Oh how I wished there was a place called Kinkyville and not a town just in my head, I'd  live a long and kinky life, instead of this lonely one, crippled in my bed

THE KINKY POET 

Strawberry panties

I've got on my shortest skirt, I'm dressed like a slutty whore, I've bought some crotchless panties the likes I've never worn before

Stockings and suspenders, I've got on my favourite lacey bra, the high heels are so dam tall, I can't walk that very far

I'd be easy to catch and to be taken, there's no way that I could run, come on let's play a force yourself upon me game, let's have some kinky fun

You'll have to give me a head start, you know it's only fair, once you've caught up with me force me down by a handful of my flowing hair

Push me down onto my knees, force my painted lips to open wide, take out your throbbing manhood and slide it deep inside

Use my mouth roughly make me gag and choke as I suck, once I've swallowed your pre cum, then its time to start to fuck

Now you'll find my crotchless panties, I told you they're a special treat, for these ones are strawberry flavoured and edible, so go ahead and eat

THE KINKY POET 

Use me as your plaything

Treat me like your servant, I want to give you all you crave, I'll do anything you want from me, I'll be your sexy submissive slave

I want to be at your beck and call, I'll there anytime night or day, I'll wear anything you want me too, you only have to say

Just tell me of your wildest wishes, just tell me what you need, I'm here to satisfy you, I want you to let loose all your sexual greed

Take me when you want me, empty all of your sexual rage, once you're finished with me, you can keep me in kinky cage

Do anything you like, I'll be the playground tied down on your bed, there for you to do anything, absolutely anything that lives inside your head

We can use all our favourite toys, take pictures on your mobile phone, you can share them with your best friends or just look at them when  you are alone

Use me and abuse me, my bodies here for your sexual fun, you can use all my hungry holes, take my pussy, mouth and bum

THE KINKY POET 

Dreaming of your pussy

To place my mouth across your lips, to run my tongue along your slit, I dream of my head between your thighs. Sucking hard upon your throbbing clit

Spreading your Rose's petals, my tongue lapping up your pussy's wine, to sip and lap at your chalice, is such a dream of mine

To listen to you sigh and moan, as I make your perfect pussy seep, to feel you rise and fall with your hips, to make sure my tongue goes deep

To be laying on my back and to have you sitting on my face, I'd love to be your throne, I so want to be your body slave, to you I want to own

I want to pray at your pussy's altar, to pay homage to your special place, I'm always in the place I love, when you put your pussy on my face

To see your petals glistening, like some dew drops from the morning rain, dripping slowly on my tongue, I imagine these things in my brain

So spread your gorgeous legs slowly, let me drink your wine that's so devine, i want to stop dreaming of eating pussy and really make you mine

THE KINKY POET 

Some late night loving

Though it's been a while now, you're still always on my mind, you pop into my brain at quiet times, often it is of the kinky kind

You are sometimes in my Dungeon, where it's quiet damp and dark, it's where we play kinky games, it's where my imagination likes to spark

Maybe I'll have you in a pretty dress, in your collar we can take a walk, your eyes fixed firmly on the floor, awaiting my permission when to talk

In my thoughts your naked, laying on a bed you're all alone, I'm moving around you in my chair taking naughty pictures with my phone

Every thought I have of you, inspires me to dream and write, I can't wait to lay my head down later, I hope you'll visit me tonight

Creep into my mind tonight, use my body like a kinky toy, take me for your pleasure, never doubt I am your poet boy

So though it's been a while now, that I've been broken paralyzed in my bed, but I have you to give me late night loving, though it just happens in my head

THE KINKY POET