THE KINKY POET

My honour

That's it go on use me, throw me roughly to the ground, do put a blindfold and headphones on me, take my sight and sound

Bind my hands above my head, make your knots real strong and tight, do with me as you see fit, I'm your sex slave for the night

Spread yourself across my face, ride my greedy awaiting tongue, do anything you wish, your desires will be done

Slide your mouth slowly down my shaft, then give my throbbing dick a suck, then guide it into your soft wet hole and take me for a fuck

When you sit astride me, I hope to feel your claws run down my chest, the pain mixed with pleasure is the feeling I love the best

Ride me hard and pound me fast keep going till you cum, then continue to fuck me hard because now my job is done

It's my turn to get release, I want my balls to feel your arse, I want to drown in pussy juice, until our sexual fluids pass

Then release my bonds, give me back my sight and sound, I love it when you own me, it's a honour I have found

THE KINKY POET 

My empty bed

I try to slow down and settle, I want to relax my busy brain, hoping to drift off to sleep, so you will visit me again

Will you come to me, share time with me whilst I'm in a dream like sleep, I lay waiting just hoping into my dream again you'll creep

Then I'll get to be with you, I then won't have to dream alone, hopefully I'll remember it, to turn it into poetry on my phone

So we can be together perhaps walking hand in hand, through a field of flowers or across a beach of golden sand

Fingers bound together entwined in a complex lovers knot, I know it may not be real but for now it's all i got

These fleeting night-time blessings, give this broken poet so much hope, it helps me deal with the loneliness, it really helps me cope

So please when I drift off to sleep, just come into my head, so I don't have to sleep alone in this my empty bed

THE KINKY POET 

Make you cum

I must confess I want you in the most kinkiest kind of way, I want you to get some lingerie on, so we can have a play

I want to have my way with you, your body I wish to own, I want you to spread your legs, so I can take pictures on my phone

I want close up shots of your Rose, I want to see your petals spread apart, so I can fantasise about you, when my naughty thoughts begin to start

I'm hungry for your pussy, I want to kiss the red lipstick off your lips, I want to get my head close to your pussy and drink your juices in small sips

Can I tie your up real tight, or get you on your knees to give me head, I'm desperate to slide my cock into you, so please come to my bed

How do you feel about being my kinky fuck toy, you'd have to be my sexual slave, you'd have to do all I ask, give way to all I crave

Do you fancy some kinky sex, how do you feel about having some kinky fun, I'd pound you until you beg me to stop, I just want to make you cum

THE KINKY POET 

Across my face

God that skirt of leather looks so gorgeous on your hips, I can see your Green stocking tops, it makes me slowly lick my lips

Your wearing sexy leather you look like a kinky rock type chick, it makes me think of naughty things, it makes me stroke my dick

Having little sexy fantasies of you in leather in my head, imagining you stripping the sexy leather off then jumping in my bed

Finding sexy Green lacey lingerie under the leather skin, makes me want to own you and use your body for my sin

The outfit looks so sexy, your stockings tops have turned me on, god I'm filled with burning desire, I'm your horny poet Ron

I want to run my hands across your outfit then hold you in your sexy lingerie, I'd love to play kinky sexy games, I can only hope you want to play

Seeing you dressed up in gorgeous leather and sexy lace, makes me want to get to you and puts a smile across my face

THE KINKY POET 

Remote control

If you come with a remote control, I would really have some fun, I'd take you out in public and make you flash your tits and bum

I'd have complete control of you, I would have you at my beck and call, you would dress up and play scenarios, I'd make you do it all

Bondage, kinky fun, on your body you would let me feast, you would start off a timid person, then switch to a sexual beast

With the control I'd make spend the night riding me so fast, grinding yourself down on me, then offering me your arse

You'd make every hole available, I would have no need to ask, I would just press the corresponding button and You'd perform the task

Bent over touching your toes, or legs just opened wide, so I could do you from behind or take a look inside

With a simple press of a button You'd be my own fuck doll, I've got loads of batteries all I now need is the remote control

THE KINKY POET 

Sexual craze

I had a small desire that's now grown into a full blown lust, I can't stop thinking about your pussy and getting into it is now a must

I want to part your petals, I want you wrapped around my cock, I want to fuck your brains out, right around the clock

I can't stop thinking about your pussy, I'm desperate to taste your juice, I'm losing my self control, my sexual beast is on the loose

I hope you're not wear panties, especially my favourite ones of the Redest lace, I don't want to remove them slowly, I've got no time to waste

I'm gonna have my wicked way with you, I'm gonna fuck and eat you raw, once I've had my fill of you, I'll be coming back for more

My manhood is throbbing, it screams your name with every beat, it wants to be inside of you, come take my sexual meat

When I say I desire you, it's not some small fleeting phase, it's a burning wild desire, it's some hungry sexual craze

THE KINKY POET 

Shower wonderings

Sitting I'm my shower, the water cascading down my skin, I sit here thinking of you and my mind runs off to think of sin

How I'd love you across my lap, I'd soap every inch of your gorgeous skin, I'd gently wash your pretty Rose, I might even push some fingers in

I'd lather up your sexy curves then I'd give you a gentle rinse, I may cheekily pinch your nipples, but not hard enough to make you wince

I'd kiss your lips with such a passion as the water runs right down your face, just the thought of showering with you, makes my heart begin to race

When I soap myself in my mind my hands are yours, cleaning every inch of me, soaping all my bodies pores

I close my eyes so I can imagine you, naked on my lap, I pull you closer to me and give your sexy arse a slap

God I think you're gorgeous all wet how I wish I had a waterproof phone, then I realise what's the point, I'm here really on my own

THE KINKY POET 

On reflection

Right you're asking me to fuck your friend, you want me to fill her with my seed, it is a very strange request from a girlfriend to ask her man to do this deed

You're saying you just want to watch, you promise to sit quietly on a chair, I'm not sure I could fuck someone else knowing you are there

I'm struggling to find a reason, why would you want me to fuck your mate, I'm scared incase it all goes wrong, it might end up in heartbreak, tears and hate

Is it some sort of loyalty test, some sort of trusting trick, I can't see the reason why you'd want me to give your oldest friend some dick

I must admit your friend is cute, in fact I must confess she's hot but I'm still not sure this would end well, if I gave her all I've got

I hope you've not got some silly plan, that I'd let you then fuck my friends, I don't share my toys with anyone, I'd rather our relationship just ends

No after serious reflection, I'm going to have to decline your request, so the answers no, sorry I'm not into sharing and I won't put on a fucking show

THE KINKY POET 

Feasting

I'm gonna rip your clothes off and throw  them on the floor, then I'm gonna take you tonight like I've never done before

All day you've been on my mind, taking up every inch within my brain, visions of me taking you showing over and over again

Doing different positions, playing some really kinky games, doing bondage on you, calling you some sleazy names

Everything you could imagine from public sex out in our car, taking you in a crowded place, like in our favourite bar

You dressed as a film character, or in red lace lingerie, tied down to our bed, or me watching you and your best friend play

Using all our favourite kinky toys on you, trying my hardest to make you cum, putting the nipple clamps on you and pushing a butt plug up your bum

Tonight I've got to have you, I can no longer contain my sexual beast, I'm gonna rip your clothes and on your body I will feast

THE KINKY POET 

Good boy poet

I've been such a very good boy poet, you say that I will get a prize, I wonder what I'll receive, perhaps a evening between your thighs

Perhaps your put on some lingerie and let me watch you play, then call me on to your bed, so I can get involved today

Role play or some bondage will you let me tie you up, perhaps you'll show me your gorgeous nipples, hanging out from inside a lacey cup

Oh there's so many things that you could give this deserving poet boy, maybe a short video of you playing with your favorite toy

God my minds racing, who knows if I'll get something for being good, I know it sounds very cheeky but I really think I should

Well I guess I must wait and hope, what will be I guess will be but a poet can be hopeful, you'll pick something nice for me

But maybe you don't like good boys, I'd get more gifts if were bad, I'd have to change my attitude, though that would make me sad

Because at heart I'm a good boy, though I write about naughty things most of the time, really they are just my fantasies, I've just written down in rhyme

THE KINKY POET