I have a dear friend. She is havnig another child, but her hubby hasn’t touched her since he found out. She has been horny as hell and has made it a point that I know this quite well *wink*. We were lovers back in college and she is a great lover/fuck and we are still friends. I still remember her buttons and would love to make her scream and feel her dig her nails in my back again, bite my shoulder. I loved the little marks and scars. So, I promised her a horny little letter to get herself off with for now.
Here it is to share with you all – she said I could.
Dearest:
Just your fingers today my Love, nothing else. Think of them as mine gliding over your, stroking you, and bringing you to your orgasm.
I find you in the secluded part of the park where we agreed to meet.
I come up behind you and wrap my arms around you. “Hi there lover. how are you?” I whisper in your ear. Your hair tickles my nose.
My arms hugging you also cradles your breasts, a hand cupping your left one, I press my hardening cock into your back. You presses back against me. I rub hand over your expanding belly. Teasing its way down your crotch, grinding against your ass. I feel your leg tremble as your hand reaches back, running through my hair before grabbing a handful and pulling my face towards yours. Half twisted our lips find each other and lock, tongues exploring one another. My hand teasing and pinching your nipple hard. My mind wanders to those times years ago, the youth full adventure, exposlive passion, and gentle nuturing. You bit my lower lip and snaps my mind back to the present. We moan into each others mouthes. My hand slips beneath your sweater and bra to hold your breast in my hand. Still kissing you pull towards your van. The door is open and I noticed the midddle seat removed, there is a blanket on the floor.
We face each other. Hands roam over our bodies. Mine keep returning to your pregnant stomach. We climb into the van stripping one another like crazed teenagers, there are no words, there are only the moans and groans we trade between our locked lips, echoing back and forth. I sit you on the remaining back seat, there in your red thong, soaked and cotton socks. I am on my knees before you. Our eyes lock and I can see the fire of passion that have we have shared for 20 years. You rub the front of your thong, soaked, and run your other hand across my face, your nails grazing me. I close my eyes and kiss the palm of your hand. I lower my head towards your panties, pulling your ass to the edge of the seat. I watch hypmatize with the motion of your fingers over your clothed pussy. You dip a finger under the elastic, to withdraw it and wave it under my nose. You always had a great scent baby, musky and a hint of garlic almost, yummy. I could eat you out for hours on end. And a perfect pussy.
I lift up your ass and you slide down the thong, unveiling your pussy to my waiting eyes. You are perfectly shaved with a patch of bush above your clit. You always were one to take care of your appreance, never liking the shagy look. I loved to watch you shave in the tub, those long nights soaking when we would sit in the tub together, sipping wine and making love.
I move my face close to you, inhaling you scent. I can feel my cock harden even more with the smell of you. I kiss your thighs as I work my way closer and closer. Both of your hands are in my hair, trying to guide quicker to you, but I resist and take my time. Licking and nibbling on my way.
My nose brushes your clit as my lips graze your pussy lips. I feel your grip on my head tighten, you are pushing my head into you. My tongue works your wet slit, sliding up and down, around you clit. Opening my mouth I cover your entire cunt. My tongue moves from your entrance, fucking you; and circling your slit, flicking my tongue across it. Your pussy is scorching my tongue and flooding my lips. You are pulling my hair, moving my head back and forth. I your guide my head, letting you find your orgasm. Suddenly you shove my face into you and hear you yell, you can feel my head between your legs, trying to crush it. My tongue can feel you spasm with your cum. After several moments, you let go of me and release my head from your vice.
You look down at me with loving eyes, your fingers brushing over your pussy lips. I know that you aren’t done yet, you just need a moment to regain your senses. Your hand pushes me down on my back. You take my balls in your delicate hand and feel their wieght. You lick the bottom of my penis from just under the head till the bottom. Your nails running over it. I hear you moan “Its beautiful”. You gently kiss it, slowly, your hand moves up and grips it. Your thumb glides over my head, you keeps on stroking me and kissing it.
You feel me pull you up to my chest. Your tits sway as you guide them to rub against mine. Hard nipples stroke one another. You lay above me, nose to nose, staring into one another’s eyes. I feel you bite my lower lip and ease your sex onto me. You slowly fuck me with your tongue with the same rythm you fuck me with your pussy. Each seeking a deeper spot. So hot, so wet, and you have been working out those muscles, or it has been so long, I forgot how proud you were, what you could do to me. You would sink down on me, pinch my nipples and never have to move. Your pussy would milk and masturbate me, coaxing my cum out of me. After several strokes you lower on me and just sit on me. Muscles moving up and down your tunnel. You slowly start to grind against my pelvicbone, making sure your clit gets well worked. You bring your feet towards my sides and lean back with your hands down be my calves. You slowly fuck me, giving me a show at the same time. You feel my cock almost pop out of you each time I pull out, pushing it back in.
You shuffle beneath me, bending your knees, you are spread wide. I pick up my speed, your hand working your clit. I see your nose crinkle up. You snarl, breathing heaving behind clenched teeth. “Fuck me, cum P, fuck, fuck me, cum”
I feel my limits build, each stroke now steady and with purpose. Your nails sink into my back – I am yours. You pull my hips towards into you one last time. Aaaarrggghhh, and begin to fill you, each spurt hitting your walls. You can feel each one, my hot seed spilling into you. Your muscles draw out my cum – milking me. With a famous Z squeeze, I pop out of you. You grab a teddy bear from under the seat and put it behind your head. I just stare at you, running my fingers up and down your arm, tracing your breast, your pregnant you.
Turning your head, staring deep into my eyes. “Thank you, P.”
I just kiss your forehead and draw you close to me.
