THE KINKY POET

The advert

Did you see this advert in the paper, it's about a new kinky store, let's go and take a peek, I've never been to one before

Let's go out shopping, there's a new kink store here in town, shopping for kinky stuff like new toys or a dress up princess gown

I wonder what they have there, I hope we can find a toy that's new, something we've never used before, like a toy that's made for two

One of those dragon tongue dildos skinny designed to slide up the bum, they're about two feet long, I bet that would make you cum

Or the Octopus design with ridges where the suckers are supposed to be, I can see you like that idea, your eyes a full of glee

Is there anything you'd like to try, it says this kink store as it all, here's the telephone number I could ask them with a call

It says they do rubber suits, masks, lace and leather lingerie, it sounds like kinky heaven, hell please let's go today

Dress up kinky outfits and Dildos of every shape and size, butt plugs and torture implements, things to astound you and surprise

This advert has got me hooked, come on let's go and blow spend some of my money, then we can have a romantic lunch, what do you say to that then honey

THE KINKY POET 

Crimson desires

There are so many shades which one should I choose, I think as long as it's a Crimson Red I really cannot lose

Yes there are subtle tones, some with the slightest tinge of Red, but when it comes to lingerie only one shade is in my head

The Red that ignites my sexual desires is the Red shade painted on her lips, romantic and sexy, it makes me want get between her hips

Her Crimson Red lip gloss, I absolutely adore it's Cherry taste, I'll kiss her lips until they're clean, not a drop will go to waste

Seeing her with Crimson painted lips and matching lace lingerie, fills me with such ravenous hunger, what more can I say

The desires overwhelming, it's like I loose all my self control, I'd walk through a wall of fire, to get to my crimson covered doll

So when I think of colours, there's really only one shade comes to mind, it's the firey, sexy kinky Red, that's my favourite Crimson kind

THE KINKY POET 

Until you cum again

Your undies come off so easily, then they were tossed across the floor, he may of had you last night but now he wants some more

You are forced down on the bed, your legs spread slowly open wide, he takes his throbbing manhood and guides it deep inside

His weight crushes you in place, his warm breath rushes in your face, the excitement was building, your heart begins to race

He grinds himself into you, your throats held in his controlling grip, your tongues clash in battle as in each others mouth they dip

Your claws run across his skin, in return he bites to leave his mark, from the embers of desire, a wild fire was soon to spark

He then rolls you over on your front, he the does you from behind, you go up onto your knees, now it's sex of the doggy kind

Hands twisted in your hair, he uses it like a horses riding rein, he pounds you like a stallion until you cum again

THE KINKY POET 

Special night

Tonight is your special night, what would you like to do, choose anything you want, tonight I'll do anything for you

We can play a scenarios, I play any character you say, we can travel anywhere, if it helps the scene we play

If you want new lingerie, let's go shopping and get just what you need, I want you to be totally satisfied, I want to fulfil your kinky greed

Get all your toys out, bring your ropes and cuffs tonight, I'll bind you down or hang you up, secure but not to tight

If you want some playful pain, I'll give spanking you a try, I'll make sure it stings a bit, but I'll never make you cry

Do you want me to talk real nasty, call you things like a dirty slut, tell me where you want my cock, your pussy or your butt

So think on this today, make sure I get everything you want so right, I want to give you a awesome time on this your special night

THE KINKY POET 

Use me like a whore

I'm so very horny, come on and light my sexual fuse, be prepared for fireworks, I'll do anything you choose

I'm ravenous and rampant, I'm fully charged, I'm revived up and raring to go, just take off my panties and let's start this kinky show

Give me your orders I'll be your dirty, kinky slutty slave, let your desires loose, tell me what you crave

Restrain me, blindfold me, don't forget your nipple clamps, just do something sexual, I beg you make me damp

Pick a hole and fill it, I'll take your tongue, your cock, a toy, just give me some sexual relief, you dirty poet boy

I'm aching for some kinky play, this cravings driving me insane, please once you make me cum, make  me cum again

Pound me to the bed or floor, have me over the desk or up the door, treat me you've paid for it, use me like a whore

THE KINKY POET 

The fun house

Welcome to the fun house, if you've not been here before, just walk along the corridor and simply pick a door

Most have a full description of what's going on inside, feel free to enter, or just take a peek before you then decide

We have spanking rooms for those who want to give this kink a try, if pain isn't your thing, then simply walk on by

We have a awesome riggers room, if you want to hang around, for those who are rope bunnies, who want to be nicely bound

Bondage rooms and dungeons, if being chained up is your thing, full of trained masters, with all the experience that they bring

There's a extensive toy room, where you can watch porn and have a play, usually first timmers meet there, it's a safe place for them to stay

If your worried about keeping your anonymity you only have to ask, we keep a large and varied collection of different kinds of masks

There's orgies a free for all, quiet places for a one on one, everything you could desire, even assorted butt plugs for your bum

So welcome to the fun house, I hope you'll enjoy your stay, tell your friends, bring them in, they may want to play

THE KINKY POET 

Seven days of fun

You just got to love MILF Mondays it's a great day to start the week, looking at those sexy girls, I can't help but take a peek

Then there's TACO Tuesday, that day is always fun, pussy's look like Tacos and I bet they all taste yummy when they cum

Now on to WICKED Wednesday, a day for giving pain, leaving marks a week to heal, before you start again

Then comes TICKLE Thursday, it's time for soft and gentle play, feathers, lace and soft silk ties are the order of the day

After a nice and easy day super FREAKY Friday has arrived, a day to let your beast out and do all that you've contrived

At last we at SEXY Saturday, I confess my favourite of the week, having a girl in sexy lingerie of Red lace is always what I seek

That leaves us with SINFUL Sunday, we're you do anything you love the most, as long as you use aftercare, to your kinky week I raise a glass and toast

THE KINKY POET 

Kinktastic kind of day

Well I've woke up feeling like I need a kinktastic kind of day, round up all your favourite toys, let's take them out to play

Let's drive to a quiet spot, perhaps the woods or just a field, I'll then lay you on a blanket and play with you until you cum and yield

Bring all your playthings, put on a very accessible summer dress, don't bother with your undies, I can't wait I must confess

I want to finger you whilst I'm driving, so when we arrive you're already wet, god my cock is throbbing and we've not even set off yet

I know you like public play, so today you'll have some fun, I'll do my best to make you scream, so passing strangers hear you cum

You can sit across me then take this hungry cock of mine inside, with the Summer dress spread out over us, no one will see you ride

Come on hurry up get ready get the toys, let's be on our way, we're off on a adventure, this will be a kinktastic kind of day

THE KINKY POET 

What do you dream

When you lay down at night do you dream of days gone past, or are they glimpses of a future, that might change your life at last

Do you dream of romance, in them are you searching for The One, finally together holding each others hand you walk off into the Sun

Dreams of a having family, or just you and them alone, sitting by a fire whilst your pet dog gnaws on a juicy bone

Perhaps you dream of erotica, some scenarios filled with loads of kink, tied up wearing Red lace, no wait that's my dream I think (Sorry)

Dreams about what turns you on, about the things that make wet, doing all your favourite kinks or of things you haven't tried just yet

Sharing tender kisses, then reading of them wrote in rhyme, sent out into the universe, to stand the test of time

So tell me what you dream of, let me read what's in your head, share with me your hopes and dreams, the one's you think about in bed

THE KINKY POET 

Dump your seed

Now you've had your way with me, I see you walking out my door, I'm left full of your seed and now you have need for me no more

The door closes slowly I hear that lonely heartbreaking click, I'm left with just your memories of your hardened throbbing dick

Sadness washes over me, for now again I'm all alone, left with just messages of promises on my mobile phone

Telling me you will mine, but you can't upset or leave your wife, it's just not the right time yet, so I'm just left in strife

Feeling like I'm being used, is just a struggle I have to be bare, it's part of having you in my life and she needs you there

I wonder does she know where you go, when you visit me, I pray one day you'll be mine, if she ever let's you free

Will I ever be your one and only, am I really the one you need, or am I just your playground, a place to dump your seed

THE KINKY POET