THE KINKY POET

Just turned Nine o'clock

You are on my mind again, I've awaken with a solid throbbing cock, I'm already feeling horny for you and  it's just turned Nine o'clock

You are so very sexy, I adore your gorgeous sexy curves, simply thinking of you awakens all my kinky sexual nerves.

You ignite my wanton fires, my ravenous hungers burning bright, I'm starving for your pussy, I want to feed off you tonight

I want to nibble your warm soft skin, to sip your juices from your Rose, I feel myself throbbing as my desire for you grows

I want to climb on top of you, to guide myself deep inside, wrap yourself around me tight, as we slowly start to ride

Sharing a night of passion, your body's where I love to play, I enjoy every inch of you, in my bed I hope you'll stay

I love being with you, feeling your sexy body close to mine, not only feeds my carnal needs, it inspires me to rhyme

THE KINKY POET 

Lingerie through the ages

I want to slowly take your clothes off, it's something I cannot rush, I want to see what lingerie is being worn by my nighttime crush.

Will it be soft and sexy lace, in my favourite shade of red, the colour of which you're always wearing when I see you in my head

Maybe it might be a pretty shade of satin, trimmed with silk ribbons and bows, or a sexy pair of crotchless panties, the type where everything shows

I love to think of what lingerie you'll be wearing, when you come to me in my dream, it might be a cute teddy set, in a mix of Peach and cream

So many colours and materials, all designed to make a younger me sigh, so many outfits to surprise me until this old man dies

With P..V.C. and Latex there's so much sleazy kinky stuff, some soft and so very smooth some are made to feel quite rough

Lingerie through my lifetime, all designed to turn me on, so once I see what you're wearing, know that it won't be wrong

THE KINKY POET 

The watcher

Standing outside your window he's getting soaked by the endless rain, it will be worth getting a bad cold to him, to see you naked once again

He's hoping to get a glimpse of your skin, perhaps watch you laying on your bed, it's difficult for him to stay still, with the thoughts running through his head

His heartbeat goes like a freight train, when you put moisturiser on your skin, he prays he'll get to see your pussy and your swollen clit that hides within

Sometimes he think you've seen him, though you never shout or scream, unless you like him watching as you apply your body cream

Pictures are hard for him to take, the flash might give his hiding place away but sometimes he risks it though, Ihe just trusts to luck and pray

Because it's worth the risk to have your pictures on his phone, snippets of your body, to look at when he's all alone

So no matter how the weather is, he's there hiding watching you, rain, sleet, snow or hail, it's a thing he loves to do

THE KINKY POET 

Setting fire to the night

Slide right in beside me I want to feel your body heat, to feel your skin touching mine is such a sexual treat

Your passions and mine moulded as one, we produce a sexual fire, fed by our joint ravenous hungers, the flames of lust grow higher

I'm desperate to ravage you, I want to devour you bite by bite, there won't be a trace left of you, once I'm finished for the night

I'm going to lick your pussy, leave my marks upon your skin, so you'll feel my swollen reminders from my night of kinky sin

No time for romance, tonight there will be just a needy lust, I'll bind you down so tightly, to now own you is a must

Your body will be my playground, I'll give you some pleasure mixed with pain, I'll take you to such sexual heights time and time again

So come slide in beside me, let's set fire to the night, let's burn down the walls of normality, let's get real kinky here tonight

THE KINKY POET 

Only eight o'clock

God I feel so horny, I need some sexual release right away, can you come into my dreams tonight so we can have a play

I need to be real naughty, I want to leave my mark upon your skin, tie you up and flog you, is how I will begin

I want your complete submission, I want to use you for my kinky pleasure, I want to get my head between your thighs and search for your moistened treasure

I need to suck your nipples, I love how they harden with each suck, god I'm so hungry for you, I'm so ravenous for a dirty fuck

Claw me bite me, I want you to struggle kick and fight, make me work for your pussy, I want rough kinky sex tonight

Dressed up or naked I can't decide, my minds running at full pace, naked so I can feel your skin, or covered in red lace

I'm not sure I can wait this long, in ny head I can hear the clocks slow tick, how can I concentrate on my work, with this solid dick

God i can't stop thinking of you, I'll have to stroke my throbbing cock, I wish I could go to bed right now but it's only eight o'clock

THE KINKY POET 

Forever thankful

Would you get dressed up real slutty, then come out with me and eat, so I can get off on people watching you, it's a feeling that can't be beat

I love to see other mens hunger, I can see the desperation in their eyes, I love to see them wondering about what's hidden between your thighs

I watch them staring at you gorgeous curves, they're so interested in your tits, in that short skirt they can see your stocking tops no matter how you sit

Men look on in envy when we share a laugh and I steal a kiss, woman look at you in disgusted, I swear I can hear them hiss

I love it when we're out in public, being with you makes me proud, I'd love to climb upon the highest roof and shout my undying love for you out loud

Everyday I look at you, I still can't believe that you are mine, I guess that's why I love to show you off, then write about it in a rhyme

Whether you're dressed up as a slut, or in normal clothes that day, I raise my eyes skyward, drop to my knees and then to the Lord I pray

THE KINKY POET 

Incognito

Nervously I go into the room, there's new faces everywhere where, inside I'm feeling petrified but I look like I have no care

We all start chatting the wines flowing, then I hear a groan, I look around to see a girl giving head, it seems they've started on their own

It was like the starters flag, soon bodies were unwrapped entwined in kinky play, it seemed the talking was over, action was now the order of the day

I felt a tug at my trousers, a red head was pulling at my belt, she pulled them off so easily, she smiled at me, I began to grow as she felt

Her mouth was soon around my shaft, I laid back and let her suck, she had long strong slow pulls, I swear her mouth could pull a truck

Then from above me came a glistening pussy, she just lowered herself onto my face, her juices tasted so lovely I lapped at her with great pace

I soon felt the red head had stopped sucking, I felt her guide me deep inside her slit, she was riding me hard and fast, whilst I was tugging on a clit

Throughout the night positions changed and the sexuaal partners did the same, I fucked so many girl that night but not one of my playmates asked my name

Fucking incognito sharing the evening with total strangers I didn't know, fucking anyone who came in reach, them you simply let them go

THE KINKY POET 

Goddess Queen

I wish you'd step out from my dreams, just lay with me for real, I'd love to kiss your moistened lips and to touch your skin, to know just how you feel

I wish that I could have you for more than just one night, I'd love to have you with me always and forever hold your body tight

To wrap myself around you, keep you safe within my arms, stealing kisses at every chance, to be lost within your charms

Looking deep into your eyes, being mesmerized by your pretty face, to get excited by you, to feel my heartbeat race

To give you my everything to be everything you'd ever need, to fulfil our joint desires, to let loose our hounds of greed

To eat from your sacred Chalice, to sip juices from your pretty hole, to please you in every way I can, truly is my only goal

God I wish I knew what to do, to bring you out from within my dream, to be with you in the real world, to make you my Goddess Queen

THE KINKY POET 

To be hers

Oh I dream of finding her, dream of just sitting by her feet, laying safely in her arms, her smile looking down at me so sweet

Her guiding hand on my shoulder, my light when my life seems dark, when I'm looking for inspiration, a single kiss would be the spark

Tenderness and control, both dealt out in equal measure, everything weighed up so very perfectly, a blend of pain and pleasure

She would keep me on a straight path, making sure I'm never lost, knowing I can trust in her but with each act if defiance there's a sometimes painful cost

Making me feel proud of who I am, I learn to stand and walk so tall, not fearing any haters, bring them on, with her I'll face them all

With her I'd become whom I'm supposed to be, I'd have no need to hide, she'd be there to steady me on this life's crazy carpet ride

And at last I'd be owned, I'd proudly wear her collar around my throat, in return for her unswerving love, on my beautiful mistress I would dote

THE KINKY POET 

Angel in my head, Devil in my bed

I've got myself a sweet Angel and that really makes me glad, I'd just like her to be naughty sometimes, you know be a little bad

I can take her anywhere she always makes me proud but I'd love her to do something outrageous, you know really stand out from the crowd

She's always dressed appropriately buy she wastes her gorgeous butt, just for once I'd love to see her dressed up like a dirty, sleazy slut

I'd love to see she her do kinky, or even go out in no underwear, wearing something provocative, stuff to make other people simply stop and stare

I wonder if she has a kinky side, I'd love her to try some role play games, let me tie her to our bed and call her dirty filthy names

Nipple clamps and dildos, I'd love to use them to make her cum, even buy a shiny butt plug and gently slide it up her bum

Phew I wake up covered in a cold sweat, I'm still tied down to my bed, my Goddess is a dirty kinkster and the sweet Angel's in my head

THE KINKY POET