THE KINKY POET

Here is a softer fantasy read, show casing the gentle side of my fantasies.

Enjoy

It must be love

I give to you my body, you have earned my heart and soul, to spend my life beside you, now is truly my only goal

To be right by your side, to help you succeed in all you do, to always make you happy, only good things I want for you

I'll be your umbrella when the dark clouds are full of rain, I'll be there to hold you tight, when you're hurt and ache with pain

I want to bring you happiness, let me fill your life with only Sun, they say there's someone for everyone, I think for me you are the one

I get excited when I think of you, my stomach flutters and my heart starts to race, when I go to sleep at night, I hope to see your face

When I feel you next to me, when we're laying face to face, I know it deep within my heart, no one could take your place

I know this sounds crazy, I find myself thanking the almighty God on high above, for sending me this Angel, I guess this must be love

THE KINKY POET 

Pussy obsessed

I want to get between her thighs, so I can sip her gorgeous wine, I love to run my tongue along her clit, her pussy's so devine

The softness of her pussy's lips, I adore the shade of Pink, the moment that I glance at her, I'm desperate to take a drink

Her glistening petals, shine like stars high in the midnight skies, a little piece of heaven, kept in between her gorgeous thighs

I love to peel the red lace off her, it's like unwrapping the perfect gift, even though I'm always ravenous for her pussy, I'd never go to swift

To be drowning in her sex juice, makes my heartbeat pound and race, there's nothing I love more than to have her on my face

I love to part her petals and take a sneaky peek inside, she makes things much easier when her legs are opened wide

I have a pussy obsession, her pussy's by far my favourite one, I could eat her pussy all night long, until the dark gives way to Sun

THE KINKY POET 

Signing on the dotted line

Hand over your body I want complete and utter control, you must do my every bidding, I want to own your very soul

Be ready to answer my every need, supply me with all I crave, wear anything I choose for you, I want you as my kinky slave

Drop on your knees before me, without permission you will never speak, do my desires without questioning, be my kinky sexual freak

You will sleep when I give permission, I'll tell you what and when to eat, when I'm writing dirtty poetry, you will sit quietly at my feet

You'll be punished for any indiscretion, you'll feel the flogger on your skin, it will leave sore reminders so you will remember how your behaviour should have been

When you're doing your daily tasks, I might summon you with a bell, it will mean I want servicing, you better be quick and run to me like hell

And get into my favourite position, spread your pussy nice and wide, so I can roll up between your legs and slide my tongue inside

Sign your name on this contract, it will show that you are mine, to do with as I see fit on any given day or time

Then I'll sign your contract, to hand over myself and do everything you yearn, we can share our deepest cravings let's see how wild our fires burn

So let's both sign on the dotted line, let's agree to this kinky play, we can toss a coin to see who's in charge on any given day

THE KINKY POET 

Hounds of lust

With one hand around your throat, I own you and have control, you gave up struggling long ago, you're now my special kinky doll

You obey all of my commands, you do everything I ask, you wear my favourite red lingerie, you complete every given task

Your body's now my playground, you've given yourself to me, you gave me the permission to let my hounds of lust run free

All the things I've dreamed about, the naughty things from deep inside mind, from bondage to impact play and all things of a kinky kind

You've given me total control, you've given me free reign, because you have such trust in me, you know I'd never cause you proper pain

Only the pain that brings you pleasure, I want to give you all you need, I'll take you to your highest, high I want to share with you my seed

These things cannot be taken, they are earned over time and built on trust, only then can you both find common ground and let loose the hounds of lust

THE KINKY POET 

Oh if I could go back there again. A wishful fantasy read...enjoy

Memories 

Oh my god that was wild, it was by far my kinkiest time, I can't get it out my head, in fact, it's inspired me to rhyme

I need to put it down in stanzas, whilst it's still fresh inside my mind, lines of erotic sexual adventures of the most kinky kind

Explanations of what it felt like, to have you take me in my chair, paralyzed and broken but still, you brought me there

Sitting on the edge of ecstasy, reliving my life that's long since passed, reminders of my sexual pleasures, thanks for taking me back there, every moment was a blast

I closed my eyes and I was back there, my life was once again so very full, my body was fully functioning and to you I gave my all

We explored each others bodies, I sipped your gorgeous wine, for that fleeting moment, my heart was yours and your tender heart was mine

I don't know how you brought me so much pleasure, whilst I'm sitting broken in this chair but thank you for helping me find such memories, the likes I didn't know were there

THE KINKY POET 

The darkest corner

Hiding in the darkest corner of my mind is the naughty side of me, within it lives my fantasies grow, where my desires are running free

Scenarios and outfits, the stuff of likes my poetry is made, from gentle bits of romance to hard core of the highest grade

Flogging's and dress up, lingerie and stalking in the wood, everything imaginable to make my kinky sex life good

Girls of all shapes and sizes, different colours of their skin, everyone of them were so beautiful, everyone made for my kinky sin

Sometimes they're tied up, sometimes I've got them on the floor, sometimes they act like virgins, sometimes they act like a slutty whore

Nights of wild passion, where our desires fires are burning bright, or slow gentle making love, where we kiss and hug all night

Deep in the darkest corner, where my dreams are turned to rhyme, its where my imagination lives, its where I write from all the time

THE KINKY POET 

A wet days play

It's cold and wet how I hate the rain, we'll have to stay in today, what shall we do now I ponder, I guess we could always have some kinky play

You go put on something sexy, I'll get the toy box and make some space, let's pretend our living rooms a dungeon or we could just fuck in every place

I love looking in the toy box, I see things we haven't played with for a while, nipple clamps and assorted butt plugs, all designed to make you cum and smile

There's handcuffs and spreaders, the love beads can be such fun, obviously if they're in you and absolutely  nowhere near my bum

Oh yes here's the flogger and the leather tipped riding crop, I remember spanking you with that, it took ages for you to say please stop

God that was a power trip, it left awesome marks upon your skin, I think we used hot was for the first time that night, what a memorable night of sin

Are you dressed and ready yet, looking in this box has made me hot, I didn't know which ones to choose today, so shall we just use bloody the lot

THE KINKY POET 

A challenge set by Eros rising

My admiration and respect goes to the people of the Cage, I'd like to thank everyone who has taken me into the page. I'm neither Sub or Dom I'm just a paralyzed poet who used poetry to express the sexual desires I'm no longer able to satisfy

So I know I haven't picked a particular person and it's a general thank you to you all but it's sent from my heart to you all

LOVE AND LIGHT 

T.K.P

RON 

Sun-kissed Queen

In this dream we're hand in hand walking on a golden beach, no one can bother us, we are alone and out of reach

We make footprints in the wet sand as we feel the Sea brush our toes, you're in a sexy bikini, the desires deep inside me simply grows

I stop and pull you close to me, we gaze into each others eyes and kiss, a warm feeling washes over me, we share a moment of true bliss

Kissing leads to touching, soon we slowly fold onto the ground, you undo your cute bikini, has the no one else around

My hands run allover you, I feel the sun's warmth upon your skin, I climb between your gorgeous thighs, I pull aside your bottoms and guide myself within

Making love on a sun-kissed golden beach, our bodies blend into one, passion and desires are equally fed beneath the noon day sun

After we are both saited, I lay there holding my sun-kissed Queen, knowing soon it will be over and this golden beach moment was just a dream

THE KINKY POET 

Ticket master

My body starts to really tingle, when I know you're near, it builds in anticipation for the moment that you're here

It fills with desire, I'm so hungry to feel your sensual touch, I'm ravenous for your body, I just cannot have too much

My eyes grow wider, I strain my ears to catch your sound, I wish I could keep you captive, just have you tied and bound

Then at last I spot you, my first glimpse of your gorgeous face, even though we're on a packed commuter train, it's just us in this place

My eyes dive to the floor, I feel my cheeks blushing to a rosey red, to you I may look innocent but if you knew what's in my head

I feel my nipples harden in my blouse, I know down below I'm getting wet, I try to maintain my composure as he hasn't spoken yet

Then he asks the question, do I have my ticket for this ride, I show him my travel card and get excited deep inside

As he carries on checking tickets already deep inside my brain, I'm thinking of tomorrow's ride and when he'll ask me once again

THE KINKY POET