Countdown - An Erotic Letter...
Smith, Adrian DC#45896
c/o Maryland Correctional Institution - Jessup
Post Office Box 549
Jessup, MD 20794
September 16, 2011
Adrian,
Every morning I check the calendar. Twenty-seven days, baby. I'm marking it with big red X's, one day at a time. I can feel you closer to me even now. When I close my eyes, I swear I can feel your heart beating with mine and I can't help wanting you here. God, just wanting you so much! Twenty-seven days feels like forever, even though we've already waited this long. So long. Can you believe it's been FIVE years?
Soon you'll be here with me—just laying in bed. Imagine it, a morning like this one, with me in your arms. Can you? Damn, I can't wait. How can twenty-seven days feel like an eternity?
I know you said that you're nervous—of how it might be, awkward or strange between us, when you're finally home again. It won't be. We've clicked since the very first time we set eyes on each other. Think of all the things we know about each other, all of the times we've shared. My heart is open to you—I've never shared it with anyone.
And soon we'll be together again, face to face, touching each other, no longer just words on paper and pictures. I can't help thinking about it, about you, what it will be like for us in those moments.
I wonder, too sometimes, if we'll be shy together, if it will be awkward and strange at first. But I really think it will be just as instant as it has been from the beginning. Whatever connection we have, it's powerful and undeniable. No one has ever known me, ever seen into me, like you do. I don't understand it and I'm really learning to accept that I never will… and that I don't need to.
I don't even think we're gonna make it to the bedroom, do you? I play it out in my head, a hundred different ways. I know you do, too. I can't even imagine what it's been like for you, five years without the sweet softness of a woman. Do you know what it does to me, just thinking about being the first woman you've touched in five years? I'm wet just imagining it.
I know you're looking at the picture I sent with this letter and I KNOW what you're thinking—no, I don't have any panties on underneath the dress. I'm so bad! And I won't be wearing any when you show up at my door, either.
I'll open the door and there you'll be, your eyes filled with anticipation and lust, your bags in your hands. There might be a moment of hesitation, but you'll know what I want, the minute I look into your eyes. How could you not? It's always been yes with you. My whole body is yours for the taking.
A skirt, yeah, that's what I'm gonna wear for you. It's gotta be short though, with a button-down blouse so you can rip it off me. Kick the door closed and come over here, baby, because I've got something warm and soft and wet for you to sink into. I'm so yours.
Wet, shaved and smooth for you, just like you like it...and it's time for you to take it baby! Turn me around, bend me over the arm of the chair and shove my skirt up to my waist. The soft, round curve of my ass in your hands…can you feel it Daddy? I'd open my legs wide for you, reach around and grab my ass cheeks and spread them. Do you like what you see?
It's so pink inside and it's been wet for hours because you're all I can think about, your dick buried in me to the hilt. I want it, I'll show you where with my fingers, pressing deep into my pussy. Yes, my hot, wet pussy. Can you hear the quivering moan of my anticipation, as I look back over my shoulder at you?
Is your dick hard for me, baby? Stroke it in your hand…rub it right against my pussy, up and down between those smooth, baby-soft lips. Can you feel the heat of it, the years of waiting, longing for just this moment, with me bent over and ready for you, wanting you like I've never wanted any other man? I've waited so long and I know you've waited, too.
How long do you think we could stay there, savoring the moment, before you finally plunged the heat of your dick into me? A minute? Maybe two? It wouldn't be long before our appetites took over. I would probably moan and clap my ass as you watch and then say, "Please, Daddy, don't tease me...Put it in me now!"
It doesn't matter how. I just know that we wouldn't wait and we wouldn't stop until we were satisfied. It would be a wild, violent, frenzied fuck—you pounding that dick into me, our flesh slapping together as I bent over the arm of the chair, feeling it move a little across the floor with every new thrust.
And I would beg you to fuck me. Harder, faster, deeper! More, more, more! I can't get enough, I can never have enough of you. There's no end to how much I want you and the moment my pussy had you inside, I'd never wanna let you go. The wet squeeze of my flesh around yours, can you feel it baby? Drawing you deeper, making you groan and grunt against me.
Do you see how my ass raises up in the air for you, me standing on my tiptoes, my body asking you for more? I can't help it. I'm helpless with lust, wanting you, needing you to fill me to my very core. I'd grind and back this ass up against you, rolling my hips, panting, gasping and moaning as you fucked me senseless.
"Fuck me, baby! God, please, don't ever stop!"
But it couldn't go on that way, you know, burning so hot between us, for long—that delicious friction building, your dick swelling up inside of me, my pussy clamping down on you with its velvet squeeze as my orgasmic juices flow all over you.
How long has it been since you nutted inside of a woman? Since you've experienced that moment that every man lives for—burying yourself so deep inside of her that you can't tell where either of you begins or ends, that one ecstatic moment of bliss?
I wanna be that woman—the one you take, fuck, and fill. Cum inside of me, baby. I want to feel you grip my hips so hard you leave bruises and shove your dick so far up into me I can almost taste your cum when you shoot it, waves of white-hot pleasure filling my pussy so much I can't even contain it! Can you feel it seeping out around the edges, dripping down the weight of your balls?
So much cum in there for me…all for me. And I want every last drop. Promise me you'll save it for me, baby. I want it all!
Oh my goodness! I'm soaking wet now…my pussy is so swollen and I want you so much I can barely breathe. Twenty-seven days left! Why does it feel like this? I can't stand another twenty-seven minutes, let alone twenty-seven days! One more red X on the calendar. One more day closer to you baby.
You got me missing you like crazy boy! I say I can't wait, but you know I will. I have to. I've never loved anyone like I love you and I never will again. Your journey home to me is almost over. And I'll be here with open arms babe...
Faithfully yours,
c/o Maryland Correctional Institution - Jessup
Post Office Box 549
Jessup, MD 20794
September 16, 2011
Adrian,
Every morning I check the calendar. Twenty-seven days, baby. I'm marking it with big red X's, one day at a time. I can feel you closer to me even now. When I close my eyes, I swear I can feel your heart beating with mine and I can't help wanting you here. God, just wanting you so much! Twenty-seven days feels like forever, even though we've already waited this long. So long. Can you believe it's been FIVE years?
Soon you'll be here with me—just laying in bed. Imagine it, a morning like this one, with me in your arms. Can you? Damn, I can't wait. How can twenty-seven days feel like an eternity?
I know you said that you're nervous—of how it might be, awkward or strange between us, when you're finally home again. It won't be. We've clicked since the very first time we set eyes on each other. Think of all the things we know about each other, all of the times we've shared. My heart is open to you—I've never shared it with anyone.
And soon we'll be together again, face to face, touching each other, no longer just words on paper and pictures. I can't help thinking about it, about you, what it will be like for us in those moments.
I wonder, too sometimes, if we'll be shy together, if it will be awkward and strange at first. But I really think it will be just as instant as it has been from the beginning. Whatever connection we have, it's powerful and undeniable. No one has ever known me, ever seen into me, like you do. I don't understand it and I'm really learning to accept that I never will… and that I don't need to.
I don't even think we're gonna make it to the bedroom, do you? I play it out in my head, a hundred different ways. I know you do, too. I can't even imagine what it's been like for you, five years without the sweet softness of a woman. Do you know what it does to me, just thinking about being the first woman you've touched in five years? I'm wet just imagining it.
I know you're looking at the picture I sent with this letter and I KNOW what you're thinking—no, I don't have any panties on underneath the dress. I'm so bad! And I won't be wearing any when you show up at my door, either.
I'll open the door and there you'll be, your eyes filled with anticipation and lust, your bags in your hands. There might be a moment of hesitation, but you'll know what I want, the minute I look into your eyes. How could you not? It's always been yes with you. My whole body is yours for the taking.
A skirt, yeah, that's what I'm gonna wear for you. It's gotta be short though, with a button-down blouse so you can rip it off me. Kick the door closed and come over here, baby, because I've got something warm and soft and wet for you to sink into. I'm so yours.
Wet, shaved and smooth for you, just like you like it...and it's time for you to take it baby! Turn me around, bend me over the arm of the chair and shove my skirt up to my waist. The soft, round curve of my ass in your hands…can you feel it Daddy? I'd open my legs wide for you, reach around and grab my ass cheeks and spread them. Do you like what you see?
It's so pink inside and it's been wet for hours because you're all I can think about, your dick buried in me to the hilt. I want it, I'll show you where with my fingers, pressing deep into my pussy. Yes, my hot, wet pussy. Can you hear the quivering moan of my anticipation, as I look back over my shoulder at you?
Is your dick hard for me, baby? Stroke it in your hand…rub it right against my pussy, up and down between those smooth, baby-soft lips. Can you feel the heat of it, the years of waiting, longing for just this moment, with me bent over and ready for you, wanting you like I've never wanted any other man? I've waited so long and I know you've waited, too.
How long do you think we could stay there, savoring the moment, before you finally plunged the heat of your dick into me? A minute? Maybe two? It wouldn't be long before our appetites took over. I would probably moan and clap my ass as you watch and then say, "Please, Daddy, don't tease me...Put it in me now!"
It doesn't matter how. I just know that we wouldn't wait and we wouldn't stop until we were satisfied. It would be a wild, violent, frenzied fuck—you pounding that dick into me, our flesh slapping together as I bent over the arm of the chair, feeling it move a little across the floor with every new thrust.
And I would beg you to fuck me. Harder, faster, deeper! More, more, more! I can't get enough, I can never have enough of you. There's no end to how much I want you and the moment my pussy had you inside, I'd never wanna let you go. The wet squeeze of my flesh around yours, can you feel it baby? Drawing you deeper, making you groan and grunt against me.
Do you see how my ass raises up in the air for you, me standing on my tiptoes, my body asking you for more? I can't help it. I'm helpless with lust, wanting you, needing you to fill me to my very core. I'd grind and back this ass up against you, rolling my hips, panting, gasping and moaning as you fucked me senseless.
"Fuck me, baby! God, please, don't ever stop!"
But it couldn't go on that way, you know, burning so hot between us, for long—that delicious friction building, your dick swelling up inside of me, my pussy clamping down on you with its velvet squeeze as my orgasmic juices flow all over you.
How long has it been since you nutted inside of a woman? Since you've experienced that moment that every man lives for—burying yourself so deep inside of her that you can't tell where either of you begins or ends, that one ecstatic moment of bliss?
I wanna be that woman—the one you take, fuck, and fill. Cum inside of me, baby. I want to feel you grip my hips so hard you leave bruises and shove your dick so far up into me I can almost taste your cum when you shoot it, waves of white-hot pleasure filling my pussy so much I can't even contain it! Can you feel it seeping out around the edges, dripping down the weight of your balls?
So much cum in there for me…all for me. And I want every last drop. Promise me you'll save it for me, baby. I want it all!
Oh my goodness! I'm soaking wet now…my pussy is so swollen and I want you so much I can barely breathe. Twenty-seven days left! Why does it feel like this? I can't stand another twenty-seven minutes, let alone twenty-seven days! One more red X on the calendar. One more day closer to you baby.
You got me missing you like crazy boy! I say I can't wait, but you know I will. I have to. I've never loved anyone like I love you and I never will again. Your journey home to me is almost over. And I'll be here with open arms babe...
Faithfully yours,
Your Salacious Vixen
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Wowwww, now that's a letter!
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