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 

Promise me

Promise me when I close my eyes you'll visit in my dream, appear dressed in Red lingerie to be my sexy dream state Queen

Promise you'll come to me, and together we can share a kiss, let our tongues fight for dominance, bring to me such bliss

Let me touch your body, let my hands run across each and every curve, let me feel the sexual excitement running through each and every nerve

Come and take me at your will, I won't struggle or put up a fight, I'm desperate to be your sexual playground, my bodies yours tonight

Take me as you decide, you choose if it's gently or if it's rough, I just want you to.take me anyway, I just can't get enough

Take me to ecstasy, I want you to come and blow my mind, tie me up do as you wish, do anything as long as its of the sexual kind

I'm so desperate for you to come to me, Promise you'll come once I go to sleep, if you don't I'll be devastated and in my dreams I'll weep

THE KINKY POET 

Pussy's kiss

I roll into a dance studio, I sit at the front of a mirrored wall, you step out in front of me, a spotlight makes sure I see you all

Within a few bars I can tell its Black Velvet being played, I watch you begin to move as your sexy body starts to sway

You are wearing a black negligee, it hangs right to the floor, I get glimpses of your body but I'm hungry to see much more

You slowly slide the negligee off, I'm mesmerized by your curves, I can't take my eyes off it as it sways and swerves

I see all your gorgeous ink, your nipples harden as you move, I'm trying to see your perfect 6 as you get into your groove

You run your hands over yourself, how I wish those hands were mine, I'd love to get between your thighs and sip your pussy's wine

At last you sit and spread your legs, you must of heard my wish, as the music ends, I swear your pussy blew a kiss

THE KINKY POET 

Building in the night

Awake in the dead of night, all alone and laying on my bed, snippets of poetry pop in and out my head

A line here a few words there, slowly stanzas begin to form, I will have a poem about you before I greet the dawn

Some stanzas will be soft and gentle, some kinky and quite rough, all paying homage to you, though i can't seem to write enough

Saying how I adore your beauty, how your curves have me hypnotised, how I'd love to spend my life nestled in between your thighs

Lines filled with adoration, words coming from deep within my heart, saying how you're on my mind, though we're dreams apart

Statements describing your body, naming certain parts of you after flowers, I could ramble on forever, my poems could go on for hours

But soon they fall into line, each word finds its natural place, I just hope when you read them, they put a smile upon your face

THE KINKY POET 

Self service

I woke up with a ravenous sexual hunger but I'm alone in my bed, I suppose I'll just have to fantasise about having you instead

Think of all the things I'd do if you were here with me, all the kinky naughty things, I'd let the beast in me go free

I'd strip your clothes off straight away, obviously you'd be in red lingerie, I'd get you and kiss you, it's how I'd start my play

Staring soft and gentle, then I'd build up the speed and force, my hands would be running everywhere, feeling your sexy curves of course

My hands slide up your thighs, I find your panties already wet, it shows me that your ready but I've other things in mind just yet

I push you down on your knees, I pry your mouth wide, I run my cock along your painted lips the push it deep inside

I hold you by gripping my fingers in your hair, I push until my balls rest on your chin, as you suck my throbbing shaft, I whisper dirty words of sin

In my mind I bed you over, I take you in both holes, using you like a fuck doll has now become my sexual goal

Each thrust I ram into you, I put a paddle to your bum, you cry out in ecstasy, you ask  permission if you're allowed to cum

I spin you around and lift you up, so I can fuck you on the kitchen side, I go down on you before I take you again, my tongue loves to delve inside

I move up to your nipples they harden the more I suck, you wrap your legs around me, has we continue our kinky fuck

You scrape your claws across my skin, I feel you as you bite, that's it I can't take no more, you've made me cum tonight

Covered in my creamy seed, how I wished that you were here, you are such a sexual fantasy, the proof is very clear

Time to get cleaned up and now that my wank is done, hopefully I can go back to sleep before I meet the Sun

THE KINKY POET