Dear...
You would not believe what happened to me early this morning; I had a dream about you. Laugh all you want, but this was no normal dream. It was different from the usual sweets I have about you. It frightened yet excited me; it disgusted yet intrigued me. It was erotic and I loved every moment of it. Shall I give you the details? Before I do, you had better sit down because, baby, this is going to be a rough and wild ride.
My dream started out simple enough, us spending the day together. Instead of your place we are together in my room, lying down on my comfortable bed. Enjoying the peace and quiet as we intertwine our fingers, and exchange whispered words of love. I feel the urge to kiss you, but resist because I love it when you're the one who takes initiative. I suddenly opt to put on a movie and you agree, so I do so blindly, reaching for a DVD and sliding it into the player. It's not until I hear the moans and pants that I realize what I've popped in—the adult film that you let me borrow. Although a bit awkward, we shrug it off and snuggle as the movie plays.
I act as though watching this does not affect me, but in reality it is, my darling. I can feel myself growing more aroused by the minute and I try not to let you notice my discomfort. My grip on your shirt tightens when I see the man going down on his woman, pressing open mouthed kisses to her pussy and lapping up her flowing juices. She comes with the loudest, most sensual and sexy moan I have ever heard, and the man drinks everything, moving up to kiss her passionately, his mouth still sticky with her fluids. The kiss is so hot... I almost reach my breaking point when the woman returns the favor and goes down on her lover. I hitch in my breath as she slowly licks his cock and sucks on the red, almost crimson, head. The face he makes is just amazing, and he is groaning deeply as she takes more of him into her mouth. Finally she allows him to come and swallows everything that is given. This scene is now over, and with that I can breathe a sigh of relief. I excuse myself for a quick break and dash to the restroom, breathing heavily. I know that I can't last if we keep this up.
When I reenter my room it is dark, the curtains are pulled up over the windows. I am surprised to feel your arms encircle me from behind, pushing me back into your warm chest. Any questions I have are caught in my throat when your warm breath hits the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. I hold back a moan when I hear you chuckle against my ear, oh, you sound so hot when you do it like that! You say that you saw how perturbed I was becoming during the movie and waited until I left to come up with a solution. Your next words are hard to comprehend because at that moment, sweetness, your hands are roaming across my body, slipping under my shirt and caressing my bare skin. I moan softly and allow you to slip it off, letting my now naked arms to wrap around the back of your neck. I swear I almost come when I hear that throaty chuckle again. Oh baby, you are just driving me wild! It turns me on even more when you make me bend over the bed and whisper huskily that we are going to reenact the next scene of the movie: Domination and Submission, one of my various sexual fantasies; and you know it.
I gasp when you press yourself against me, and I can feel how hard you are. You order me to spread my legs and immediately hike up my skirt, exposing my red, lacy panties. You can tell how wet I am by the large stain on my panties and the wetness dripping out of the corners. I know that you like what you see because you press your hand against my hot cunt while slipping your free hand into my bra, plucking at my erect nipples. You give my ass a hard smack, grunting that I am a very naughty girl and need to be taught a lesson. I shiver with delight, and play along by giving you a sexy pleading look and a whisper for more.
My body groans its displeasure when you pull away, but stiffens when I hear you fiddling with your clothes and the telltale jingling of your belt as it slides from your belt loops. You tell me to get on all fours on the edge of the bed and I eagerly oblige. A soft scream is torn from my throat when I feel the leather strap come in contact with my ass, but it turns into a moan when I feel it brush against my quivering cunt. You spank me three more times until you feel that I have had enough and back away. Your next order makes me moan—"Play with yourself."
