Kitten

kitty the naughty poet

Kitty's desire melts in libido's fire

Sir tickles with feather softness

titillating kitty's flesh

stroking her inner lioness

crossing path with the feather

to leaving goosebumps in its wake

leading the way into her new fantasies

where she be the Queen and you her loyal subject

 

As the feather glides along the skin

creating whirlwinds of sensual touches

heaviness tying sweat to passion's torment

bend your knees to her inner Mistress

worship her through your words

sing songs featuring lyrics of sex

strum your fingers on her sexual cords

 

Joy's expectations revealing tortures pleasure

craving more of his exceptional games

now you be Sir playing with her your submissive...

delectable devilish lust consumes her

driving his eagerness to spike

bringing out the ropes to play with her

bound by pains treasures fibres...

 

Twisted delicate fibres intertwined

succulent love addressed in ropes

purring in unison with each winding turn

weaving in all his passion

lacing sweet embrace under confines

bliss following kittens thought pattern

wrapping threads of pleasure's pain

  • Author: kitty the naughty poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2022 00:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a patchwork poem I've had a touch of writers block so patched this together see if I could kick my head into gear lol
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  • Goldfinch60

    May that pleasure never leave you katie.

    Andy

  • orchidee

    He will use his tickling stick on her! Its Too Much Info to say more - I will swoon! lol.

    • kitty the naughty poet

      Lol your always swooning ๐Ÿคฃ

      • orchidee

        So.... tickle, not slap this time? lol.

      • FallenAngel1๐Ÿ•Š

        So you want "Songs featuring lyrics of sex"?
        ...He took out his trusty drill
        Told me to open wide
        He said he wouldn't hurt me
        As he filled my hole inside
        Long john,Long John,don't you ever go away
        Cause you thrill me when you drill me
        And I don't need no Novocain today..."- Tommy George. (An old blues song) there are some very old songs with very rude lyrics that wouldn't pass even today's standards. This one is quite mild. Great write katie๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ•Š



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