THE KINKY POET

The sadistic beast

Can we do the rough stuff I want some fresh marks on my skin, hang me up and flog me, I want to feel the pain bite in

Nipple clamps, spreader bars, handcuffs and some rope, take me to the edge of hell, a place where its hard to cope

See if you can get me to beg and plead you just to stop, test out my pain tolerance, for once go right over the our normal top

Push my pain limits, get some ice out and melt the wax real hot, you've always wanted to be a pain giver so tonight let's see what you've got

I know when we play rough, there's always somethings that are left undone, tonight I want everything, it's time that this was done

I've thought about this next step, we've just played with pain before, tonight I want to experience the harder stuff, tonight I want much more

So let loose your inner animal, I want to see your sadistic beast, I know you've been starving him until now but tonight just let him feast

THE KINKY POET 

Please don't make me beg

I want to make your pussy moist, I want to see the juices running down your leg, slowly take your red lace panties off, please don't make me beg

I want to spread your petals, I want to get up close and personal to your Rose, I want to feel your pussy's heat, and smell your sex wafting up my nose

My fingers running wild on you, I stroke your throbbing clit, your juices make for easy entry, I simply glide my tongue inside your slit

Your pussy is my favourite place, I want you to squirt all over me, drown me in your juices, I want your wet stuff running wild and free

I can lay down on my back, you can hover just above my face, then my tongue will reach up to you, so i can ,dance around your clit at pace

Ride me like you own me, my tongue is yours and yours alone, you are my royal pussy Queen and my face will be your throne

I hope this poem turns you on, I want your juices running down your leg, please give me what I need and please don't make me beg

THE KINKY POET 

Your chariot awaits

Climb up onto my wheelchair let me take you for a spin, we can roll off to a quiet spot and indulge in a bit of sin

Whilst you're sitting on my lap I can stroke between your thighs, hunting for that special place that makes you let out sighs

If you open your legs a little wider, I can pull your panties to the side, dance circles on your throbbing clit before my fingers dive inside

We can swop passionate kisses, if you turn and sit on me face to face, just looking into your eyes, makes my heartbeat race

Undo your pretty blouse, let me see your red lace lingerie, god if you were my girl, I'd hope you'd wear it everyday

There's something about red lace, it's lingerie that can't be beat, if you're wearing it near me, you'd always have a seat

So will you climb up on me, I've got such a comfy lap, I could put you across my knees and give your gorgeous arse a slap

I want you to come for a ride, let's find a secret place to call our own, just climb onto my wheelchair, here awaits your rolling throne

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky Fairy dust

Oh I had a visit from the kinky fairy, she brought her magic dust, the moment that she sprinkled it my body was full of want and lust

All I could think about was a dirty, kinky night of sin. I tried to think of good clean things but nothing could get in

My mind was on a mission, it was on a one way track, my thoughts were locked on you and your delicious juicy crack

Kissing and hugging, you dressed in my favourite sexy lace, you hiding somewhere naked, me hunting all around the place

I wonder what's in her magic dust, it feels like the softest kisses on the skin, a blessing from the fairy folk, I'm bodies burning with the need for sin

With a flap of her wings and a wave of her wand, I'm cast under her sexual spell, your sex calls me from afar, it's like a sexy dinner bell

I'm coming baby I hear your call, nothing will stand in my way, I've been sprinkled by her fairy dust so now I need to play

THE KINKY POET 

Oral fun

Lay your lips upon my flesh, feel the goosebumps on my skin, my body's tingling with expectation from the excitement held within

Knowing what you do to me, really makes my heartbeat race, just thinking of you touching me, makes it pick up pace

My kinky desires sending sexual images to my brain, every nerve is excited, I feel you pumping through each vein

My pussy's getting moist now, I can feel it start to seep, come bring your tongue to me, slide it in me deep

Run your tongue wildly across my pussy, let it dance upon my clit, take me to the edge of ecstasy, tease my soaking hungry slit

Let me slide across your face, I'm gonna give to you my all, I'm gonna ride your face like a wild stallion, on your face I'll rise and fall

So come to me my sexual desire, place your lips against my skin, fulfill everything I need, so let the oral fun begin

THE KINKY POET 

Before church

If I get dressed up slutty, would you treat me like a whore, would you rip my sexy clothes off roughly, would you throw me on the floor

I want you to pull my panties aside, push your fingers way in deep, suck me off your fingers, enjoy the juices that i seep

Take me for your plaything, do to me everything that you crave, tie me up and flog me, let me be your sexual slave

I want you to be all over me, put yourself in my every hole, I not only submit my body, I offer you my heart and soul

Flog me, claw at me, I want to feel your bite marks on my skin, I want some kinky reminders of our slutty night of sin

Rip off my fishnet stockings, you can use them to tie me down, I swear if you get your head between my legs, you will surely drown

Pound me hard and fast, make me scream, twitch and lurch, I love Saturdays slutty fun, especially has tomorrow we got church

THE KINKY POET 

Playtime vice

Let's go out to fuck public, I want some outside kinky play, yes we've done it in the dark but let's try it in the day

You put on a pretty sundress and obviously wear no underwear, I'll bring a blanket, where we'll go I no not where

We cam hop into the car, drive about until we find a spot, I'll pack a few discreet toys, just pop in your butt plug, i know you like that one quute alot

Maybe we can find a park, or a graveyard with some old stones, we can pretend we are day walking vampires and fuck over people's bones

I can lay the blanket on the ground you can sit across me as folks go by, you can ride me slow and gently, whilst i keep out a watchful eye

How do you fancy go into the woods, we could go somewhere no one would hear you scream, I could fuck you hard and fast and fill you with my cream

It would be a sex adventure, the thought of being seen would add some spice, I think it's about time we did something new and expanded on our playtime vice

THE KINKY POET 

Let's have textual intercourse

Let's have textual intercourse, it's like fucking on the phone, sending kinky messages, that you read whilst you're on your own

Descriptions of scenarios, explanations of what i'd do, if instead of being on your own in bed, I was there with you

Kinky little comments, designed to make you moist and wet, replies sent to make me hard, from the dirty thoughts I'd get

Telling each other what we'd do, perhaps even get a naughty pic, of you dressed in Red lingerie, to make me stroke my dick

I'll send you snippets of sexy poetry, to read whilst playing with your slit, you reading to the sound of a low hum, as the wand throbs against your clit

Little sex notes sent whilst we're at work, reminders during during our busy day, just ideas of what we want to do, on the next time we get to play

Going through the toys we have, from floggers, butt plugs and our nipple clamps, sent to get you thinking kinky, sent to get your panties damp

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky play

Tied up or tightly tied down, thrown roughly to the floor, force yourself upon me, let's play that kinky game once more

I'll slip into some nice, do you want lingerie or something fun, I've got some new crotchless panties, it's got easy access to my bum

We've got some new body wax, in the toy box is my new plug, I put the lube in the fridge so it fits in cold but snug

My nipples are hardening, I'm getting moist and wet, I feel so fucking horny though we haven't even started yet

We can use the flogger, put fresh bite marks on my skin, get your head between my legs and slide your tongue right in

I want to be your playground, use me like a dirty slutty toy, you have my complete submission, I give it to you my poet boy

So clear your schedule lover man, you're gonna be busy for the day, go get the naughty toy box out, today I want to play

THE KINKY POET 

Pussy love

She's got such a pretty pussy, it's absolutely perfect in every way, sadly not all of them are like that, what more can I say

Her pussy's like the perfect Rose, with her petals folded into place, she's mesmerising to look at and I'd love her near my face

But some are very unkept they're like a garden full of weeds, they're obviously in need of mowing before any gardener would plant his seeds

Some are like a late night after the pub kebab, with their hanging out meat, the sort you'd have to be really drunk before you'd even start to eat

Some are very tight and compact and they don't open very wide, some are like a gaping hole, where you can clearly see inside

Some have such a delicious taste, they taste like a gorgeous wine, you sip at them willingly, their juices are truly are quite devine

There are so many different pussy's, far more than listed here above, yet they all have one thing in common, they all deserve some love

THE KINKY POET