THE KINKY POET

Anal slut

You want me to do what, push it right in all the way, you sure, well okay but I'll do it very slowly, I don't want to hurt you whilst we play

Yes I know you've done some practice and you're sure you can take the lot but surely there are smaller ones to try, before you give this beast a shot

My god the size of it make my eyes water, I'm not even sure I want to see, if you can take the whole length of this, you'll have no need of me

Alright, alright I'll do it, but just let me use tons of lube this time, tell me when you want me to push more in, yes I'll take pictures and write a rhyme

I know you like to try new things but with this expect a little pain, my god you seem very excited at the thought of it, your pussy's pouring just like rain

Here goes I've put in just the tip, what are you pushing back down on it for, I'm trying not to hurt you, just tell me if you require more

Inch by inch it disappears, astounded I watch the tentacle sex toy go right inside your butt, it's just like a magic trick, you're officially a dirty anal slut

THE KINKY POET 

In red lingerie

You're wearing lacey lingerie you know I go mad for it Red, it makes me want you even more, I want you in my bed

I want to run my hands over it, I just love the way lace feels upon your skin, I get glimpses through the lace at the treasures held within

I want to get you naked, but I also get off on your lingerie, I pulled between the need to have you and the great need I have to play

I'm gonna take my time, I'm gonna start with kinky sexy play, knowing if I'm very patient, I'll get to have you anyway

I love it when you move around, the lingerie fits you like a second skin, I take the time to look and take photographs before our night begins

Come now sit on my lap, do I have to beg you for a kiss, to taste your moistened painted lips, would truly be such bliss

At last you are within my reach, at last now I'll get to have my way, to play with my kinky goddess, whilst she's in red lingerie

THE KINKY POET 

Wait no more

Is it really wrong of me to want you in the kinkiest kind of way, you're all I can think about, all the night and day

I think of tearing off your outfits, so I can see your skin, stretching your legs wide apart so I can get myself within

Sucking on your cliterus running my hungry hands along your curves, letting loose my carnal wants, exciting all my nerves

Fucking you in public, or having you in a dungeon in the dark, my mind running crazy ignited by your kinky spark

I want you, I need you, you'll be my playground in the night, I want to leave my mark on your skin, your pussy's mine tonight

I dream about you every night, you're always in my head, I got to get you out my mind and get you in my bed

The time for thinking is over, soon I'll be outside your door, I've got to have my way with you, I cannot wait no more

THE KINKY POET 

Kinky vacation

I can go as wild as i want to, no one will hear me scream, i know we've had sex in many places but this is the remotest place we've been

Where did you find this cabin, its set so far out, you're sure we are alone, my god we're so far from civilisation there's no signal on my phone

You sure we can get naked and run around outside and have kinky play, you say there's no one in the area, no one ever comes this way

We can go skinny dip in the stream, then sunbath whilst we're still bare, have kinky sex when we like, free and without care

Go off in the woods find a place to lay our blanket on the ground, be free to do as we please, with no one else around

We can take all our favourite toys, our floggers, clamps and plugs, I guess we'll need some repellent spray, I'm sure there's creepy crawly bugs

Let's start packing don't forget your outfits for fun role play, I've always dreamed of a kinky vacation and you've booked us a two week stay

THE KINKY POET 

Truth

In my dreams you want me in the kinkiest kind of way, it's a stark contrast to my real life, where all I do is lay

Sitting in my wheelchair I know I'll be forever on my own, left to write sexual fantasies in rhyme on my mobile phone

But in my dreams I can be whole again, I'm a fully functioning man, if I want to make love to you, in my dreams I can

There's nothing to hold me back, I'm no longer stuck sitting in my chair, the world's my sexual playground and I can do every free and without care

I can chase you from room to room, I can reach you anywhere, I don't have to look for the ramps or be defeated by a single stair

My dreams are glimpse of my older days when I was nimble, quick and fast, I wish I could sleep forever, to make my dream world last

But for now I'm awake writing, looking out the window from my bed, with wishes that I was fast asleep and hopeful poems in my head

THE KINKY POET 

Shower show

Watching you take a nice hot shower, I get to see all your soapy curves, I watch the bubbles pick a route as they roll down and move and swerve

Running down your pretty neck, gliding softly over your gorgeous tits, down across your tummy, gathering at your shaven slit

Mesmerized by watching your hand holding a big sponge it caresses your lovely skin, I'm sitting in my wheelchair but how I wish that I was in

In the shower with you, I'd turn you around and have you from behind, fucking whilst we shower, would simply blow my mind

But sadly all I can do is watch, you wash yourself really nice and slow, whilst knowing that I'm watching, you put on a sexy shower show

You move the shower head down your body, when it's between your thighs You start to ride, simulating you are fucking it as the water shoots inside

Soon the showers over and we're together side by side on our bed, your damp hair laying across me and a shower poem in my head

THE KINKY POET 

Around the clock

You are such a sexy minx, you're always on my mind, I'm constantly having naughty thoughts of the kinky kind

Thoughts of you tied down, there for me to have my fill, I have total control, you must submit to my sexual will

Or dressed in my favourite outfit, it's hiding sexy lingerie, I decide the role play, you must do exactly what I say

Loads of rough nipple play, I want to make you scream and moan, put you in sexy poses and take pictures on my phone

Blindfolded then hung up real high from a ceiling beam, so I can beat you with a flogger, because I know the pain will make you cream

Use you like a playground, eat your moistened pussy raw, you will be my sexy minx, my dirty sleazy whore

How am I supposed to get anything done, with all this kinky sex running my brain, I try to think of something else but you soon pop up again

I'm sporting a throbbing hard on, my minds full of you my minx playing with my cock, I can't get any relief, the thoughts of you are happening all around the clock

THE KINKY POET 

How do you get off

Do you slide your hand into your panties when your pussy's hungry but your all alone, do you get out your favourite toy, when you're pussy needs a bone

What do you think of when your stroking at your clit, what things turn you on, what moistens up your slit

Do you think of scenarios that will take you to the edge, or do you watch porno films to push you off your ledge

Do you play quietly or do you like to scream out loud, do you worry about your neighbours or are you simply loud and proud

Do you put yourself through a little pain, can you put a paddle to your bum, do you need a little sting, is that what makes you cum

Once you've cum so hard do you always sneak little taste, surely once you've made the wine, you wouldn't let it go to waste

I want to know how you get off, tell me what you do when you're turned on, in my dreams you do all these things but of course I just add Ron

THE KINKY POET 

Tickle time

Tonight I want to tie you down, I want your complete control, I'm gonna play with feathers, so to tease and please you is my goal

Taking a goose feather i run it gently up your inner thigh, then pull it across your pussy's lips, I want to hear you sigh

Then spread your roses petals, put the feathers tip onto your clit, make circles on your swollen bud, I love to stroke my feather on your slit

Running up your tummy, I place the feather on each tit, I flick at them both quite hard, they both erect as I do it

Running up your gorgeous neck, I slide it across your painted lips, I mapped all your body, I loved Running the feather on your hips

The soft sensual feelings I hope send excitement through each pore, once you've tried it for the first time, you'll soon come back for more

I want to ignite your desires, I love to touch you with a feather, you love the touch of tenderness, I want to turn you on forever

THE KINKY POET 

A surprise gift

I've bought you a surprise gift today, no need to thank me or give a hug, I got it from the sex shop, it's a shinny new butt plug

I know you use your one all the time and it sometimes falls out at night, this one is slightly bigger so it should fit you nice and tight

You said you wanted to try a larger one, you said go up another size, so I went in to the sex shop and got you one, as a nice surprise

I made sure I bought some lubrication, to help it slide right in, I can see you're quite excited, your face has got an enormous grin

I hope you like the pretty stone, it matches the colour of your eyes, I can't wait to see you wearing it, when you spread your cheeks and thighs

I even got you something to keep it in, do you like the presentation box, I thought you could keep it in your top drawer next to your panties and your socks

I really hope it does the trick, I really hope it's not to tight, I thought you could try it out later, when we're at your mothers gathering tonight

If she only knew her Angel was such a kinky Devil in disguise, I think she'd have a look of shock, oh imagine her surprise

She thinks you're a good girl, she has no clue of what's in your bum, I love to watch you maintain control, when all you want to do is cum

THE KINKY POET