THE KINKY POET

Mesmerized

When people see me at a distance I wonder if they can tell, that I'm a erotic poet, whose held under a kinky hypnotic spell

When they chat and are up real close, can they see it in my eyes, even though I'm listening, I'm still thinking of her rose hidden between her gorgeous thighs

With lines and stanzas building, my adoration for her begins turning into rhyme, expressing how I'll adore her until the end of time

Does it show on my everyday face, is it visible when I'm rolling in my chair, that I'm ravenous for her pussy, wether it's shaved or if it's full of curly hair

I wonder if she knows how the way she makes me feel, does she know of my obsession, does she know my desires for her are so real

When I'm thinking of her my words form into a romantic or kinky rhyme, I get scenarios playing in my mind, in these stolen moments she is mine

My desires for her are a constant, I'm mesmerized by her sexual spell, take a look deep into my eyes, I'm sure that you could tell

THE KINKY POET 

You make me horny

God you make me horny, I'm so desperate for a kinky fuck, my body feels like it's on fire, hell please send a fire truck

I'm burning up from the inside, my sexual desire is all aflame, I want you to put on something sexy, so we can have a kinky game

Go get your toys box, I hope your dildo was on charge, it fits your pussy perfectly, the size is not to large

I want you to lay on your bed, don't rush just take it slow, pull your panties to the side or put on a striptease show

I'll want to take pictures, I promise to keep them hidden on my phone, so I can use them to inspire poetry, when I'm writing on my own

Stanzas telling of your body, singing the praises of your curves, each line describing how you ignite all my bodies nerves

God you make me horny, you a
Have been crowned my sexual Queen, even if the only way I get to touch is, withing the confines of a late night dream

THE KINKY POET 

Dinning in style

I've tied you to the table, I place my favourite foods upon your skin, you are my sexual banquet and it's time for dinner to begin

Fresh cream and Strawberries, all my favourite treats and cake, smothered on your body and what a delicious treat you make

Licking you and sucking, you are amazing sexual feast, feeding off your naked flesh, brings out my hungry inner beast

Food flying everywhere my face covered in whipped cream, your body taste so devine you're a staring man's dream

Chocolate and berries, even sugar sprinkles on each tit, every inch of you is edible I feast hungrily on your fruit covered slit

Ravenous full of hunger, I eat until I have had my fill, I'm covered in your juice and food, you were a fantastic sexual meal

Once I've had my way with you, once all my desires have been fed, I shower you so tenderly before leading you to bed

Wrapped up in my arms, my food fetishism has been fed, we doze off to our special place and I awake with this poem in my head

THE KINKY POET 

A lovers kiss

Push your painted lips on mine let's share a sensual late night kiss, let our tongues become entwined in a dance of erotic bliss

Passion passes between us, our lips blend into one, hands running wildly, as our fingers search for fun

Mapping every single curve, we share our bodies heat, I want to kiss every part of you, from your head down to your feet

My lips brushing every inch of you, your body feels devine, we both taste each others sex, as we share a Sixty-nine

Juices flowing freely we let none of them go to waste, our tongues working feverishly to make sure we both get a delicous taste

Kisses and little sharp nips as we mark each others skin, tenderness mixed with pain, makes a awesome night of sin

In the beginning lust and desires starts from inside the mind, then it moves to physical attraction of the romantic loving kind

All that leads up to the moment where together you share such a sensual bliss, ignited by the first time we both share a lovers kiss

THE KINKY POET 

The bitter sting

Lay yourself across the bed, I can see your desires all aflame, I've bought a new cane with me to play a spanking game

Hands stretched high above your head, the sting will bring you calm, each stroke will mark you but you'll have no permanent skin harm

You'll feel every single strike has the cane bites into your skin, I love to see the welts forming as we share a night of sin

Everytime the cane lands, I can see your juices flow, don't cum too quickly, we've a long way left to go

I  love to watch you shudder has you feel it's bitter stings, I hear you sigh with pleasure from the ecstacy the spanking brings

With every strike i say such tender words, to me you are so dear, you know you are safe within my realm, you have no need for fear

Once our needs have been met, we share such tender aftercare, we hold each other nice and tight, now our emotions have been laid out bare

THE KINKY POET 

The thrill of the hunt

I want you to go on and run, I'll soon pick up your scent, then once you're caught I'll have my way, my desires are hell bent

I run you down like I'm the lead hound of a baying pack, once I've got my claws into you, I'll have you on your back

I'll give you a good head start, run as fast and as far as you can, my instincts will find you, I'm such a ravenous kinky man

A wild animal on the hunt, I want to sip your pussy's wine, there's no place I will not find you, I swear tonight you're mine

Once caught I'm going to gnaw at your flesh, run my claws along your spine, the bruises and the bite marks, will show the world you're mine

I will smell your fragrance in the air, I'll  follow you through my ears and nose, I'll track you until you're caught and once again I'll own your Rose

How I love to play hide and seek, I so enjoy the thrill of the hunt, especially when the winning prize is, I get to use your moistened cunt

THE KINKY POET 

Number One

So you want me to use you and abuse you, take you from behind, do anything I like, call you names of the degrading kind

Treat you like a sleazy whore, the likes you find on the corner of a street, do the really nasty stuff, treat you like some dirty meat

You'll do everything I ask, wear the role play outfits that I pick, you want to go out in public so people can watch you suck my dick

I can keep you in my Dungeon or lock you in a cold steel cage, then bring you out when I'm horny to relieve my sexual rage

Put some handcuffs on you, secure you like my kinky slave, give you tasks and orders, to fulfil the dirty things I crave

You've given me free reign, I'm now to be your sexual king, I'm allowed to do the naughty stuff and take the pleasures that it brings

A evening being your master, so what I say it will be done, I'm getting off on this new power trip, I quite like being number one

THE KINKY POET 

Pain night

Beat me, bite me, run your hands along my tingling spine, tie me down forcibly, i want some kinky pain this time

Hang me off the high beam, put a flogger on my skin, I want to have welt marks after this night of kinky sin

Get my favourite butt plug, push it slowly up my bum, then get the biggest wand we have and make my pussy cum

Nipple clamps and hot wax, freeze my nipples with some ice, do dirty things to me the pain it feels so nice

Pain mixed with pleasure, go down and suck my clit, pull it hard with your teeth, drink the juices from my slit

Take me in every hole, use me like your dirty, slutty toy, fuck me hard and really rough, be my dirty horny boy

I need some really rough and tumble, it helps calm my mind, the pain brings me happiness, so if you'd be so kind

Do all the nasty things, the kinky, painful stuff I need, my body aching for you, I'm so hungry for your seed

THE KINKY POET 

No in between

I wake up broken hearted when you're not in my bed, it seems another night of passion was played out inside my head

Everything seems so real, your body, your soft skin and each kiss, I can feel your heartbeat on my chest, the feeling brings such bliss

How can this not be real, I swear I even hear you whisper out my name, I can taste your pussy's wine, these dreams play such a wicked game

I feel you touching me, I feel your painted lips slide down my throbbing shaft, you bring such sexual ecstasy, i guess that sounds kind of daft

I feel your legs wrapped around me tightly as I'm buried deep inside, the pain of knowing each night ain't real, has often made me cry

Dreams have such a wicked twist, the moment I open up my eyes, for I'm left alone again, I hate to hear my own desperate sighs

But I can't stay awake forever but I know when I sleep I dream, its either pain or be without you, it seems there is no in between

THE KINKY POET 

Every waking moment

Lust fills my every waking moment, I can't shake you out my brain, I have fantasies about you, no two sexual scenarios are the same

Sometimes you're tied down with your legs spread real wide, sometimes you're with another girl, pushing dildos deep inside

Licking each others pussy's, sucking each others nipples, as I'm listening to their moans, putting on a naughty show for me, whilst I take pictures on my phone

Dressed up as a naughty school girl, or a incredibly slutty, sleazy nun, wearing sexy lingerie, to bring me lots of kinky fun

Will I ever get some respite from the desires in my mind, constantly sending me erotic images, of the sleazy kinky kind

I try my best to ignore the sexual feelings, my wild overwhelming desires but the moment I think of you, my lust ignites my sexual fires

All day and throughout my dreams, we're are fucking in my head, I wish I could rip you out my mind and just bring you to my bed

THE KINKY POET