Dirty Letter

To You,
God, anytime you're gone, I yearn for you. I miss your body, your broad shoulders and narrow hips. I get wet just thinking about your caress. Remember our last encounter, let me relive it for you.

I was laying on my stomach, naked on the bed, when you came in, I feigned sleep just to see what you would do. My head was turned away from you, so you didn't see me smile when I heard your clothes hit the floor. I felt your gaze burning into my bare skin and it was all I could do to keep pretending slumber. Your feet made the slightest whisper across the carpet as you approached the bed. Your breath was deep, ragged, and hot against the back of my neck as I felt you kiss your way down between my shoulder blades , gently along every vertebrae in my spine. 

My breasts were swelling and hardening, almost against their will. When I felt your lips and teeth across my buttocks, I wanted to scream for you to "Just Fuck Me!" But, instead I bit my lip and moaned gently, as if a dream had aroused me. Your tongue trailed across my cheeks until you were there, gently caressing my anus with your tongue, flickering back and forth across my sensitivity. Again, I let out a gentle moan and I could feel you smiling as you hungrily delved your tongue into my back door. I knew what you wanted, But I had told you time and again that I didn't do anal, and I had no desire to do so. But your tongue felt so good, that I couldn't keep from squirming in pleasure when I felt you slip a finger into my tight untried hole. Gently I felt you stroking your finger back and forth, deeper and deeper into my dark passage. 

Then I felt your other hand slowly rubbing my already swollen clit, Without any control my ass was raising off of the bed luncing toward your finger enjoying the feel of that timeless rhythm taking over my holes, my pussy was dripping and I could feel the damp spot on the sheets beneath me, and when you pulled your fingers away from me, I was sure you were going to stuff my pussy until I couldn't scream anymore. 

Then I heard you open the night table drawer and my eyes were open, watching, as you pulled out a bottle of lube, I thought nothing strange of this since we had gone for hours at a time before. Then I felt the coolness of it hit my asshole, and I smiled looking forward to some more back-door-finger-banging. I remember you straddling my thighs and running your beautifully hard penis up and down between my cheeks. 

I moaned in appreciation of your pure hard maleness. Your reached around and grabbed a handful of breast in each hand squeezing so hard and forceful that there would be bruises the next day, And I gasped as the heat ran from my tits all the way down to my throbbing wet heat. You let go of my tits, and pulled my to all fours, then I thought to myself, thank-god, my pussy needs a good hard pounding, but before I could utter a single protest, you started stuffing your cock into my assholes, I screamed no, but you clamped a hand over my mouth and pushed me onto the bed.

With One hand covering my mouth, You used your other hand to pin my arms over my head as you continued forcing your way into my virgin ass. My god it hurt, You wouldn't stop, You were just pushing so Hard, I could feel my ass trying to stretch to accommodate you, but you were just to large, And I screamed as I felt the merciless pain of my asshole tearing. But you didn't let Up, You continued until you were buried to the hilt. Then you said, "shut-up, slut, it'll get better" I couldn't help moaning, you always knew how I liked you to talk dirty to me. 

I whimpered under complete submission and felt you slowly start to stroke in and out of my tight torn ass, I wanted to be angry, I tried to be angry, but with your hand clamped over my mouth cussing at you achieved nothing. I felt you pushing into me, stretching me, faster and faster, I was, oh god, I was starting to enjoy it, you let go of my mouth and hands and I looking back over my shoulder to see you smiling at me as my grunts of pleasure filled the room. "Yeah baby, you like that don't you, you little bitch!" I whimpered "ye-ah" "good cause now you're gonna get fucked...."

You pulled completely out of me an slammed back into me. I stiffled a scream, Only to be overcome with another thrust, and then another. All I could do was gasp and whimper as you pounded into my ass. Your balls were slapping against my clit every time you drove into me, and before too long my passion was building, I could feel the ball tightening inside of me, and before I knew it, wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed over me. Your continued to pound me and as my peak passed I felt you withdraw and shoot your load onto my swollen asshole.

Before I could recover you were dressed and ready to leave, you looked at me, smiled, gave me a quick kiss and said. "Fuck-you later, babe." And you turned and walked out the door...

So the point of this whole letter is, I'm looking forward to our next encounter, Are you?