What a pleasant surprise; I loved your e-mail!  The things your words do to my body.  Well, to be truthful, my hormones and cock; they seemed to be linked intimately...  The moment I see you're name in the e-mail's “from” line, my shaft begins to swell, pressing painfully against my boxers, and my balls constrict in anticipation...  

Of course, I have to excuse myself, right then and there, regardless of what I’m doing!  I need to feel your words and enjoy both the controlled chaos and quieting calm that cumming with your words always brings.  By the time I'm halfway through your e-mail, though, you've managed to wet the entire head of my cock with pre-cum and made my dick very, very hard.

I want to take and enter you the way you detail in your e-mail, watching the play of emotions across your face and body as you cum.  I love the way your mouth, lips, and tongue engulf, play, tease, and excite my cock, balls, and ass.  You know exactly how to please me...  You know exactly how to make me cum...  So... like deserves like... and I like you.  

Starting to type, the words to the reply begin to form...

I whisper in your ear, “I'm going to make you cum tonight... repeatedly... because you treat me so nice, Love.  You deserve only the same!”  Make sure you have your seatbelt fastened!  The adventure might get wild, but I've seen you ride and know you're a very... capable... jockey.

The sound of the keyboard being worked continues...

After resting for several hours, I awake in the early morning just before dawn with the sky colored a deep, purple velvet into which are set little diamonds only mimicking as stars.  A faint, pink glow is starting to appear on the horizon, as viewed through the French doors at the foot of the bed.  Smiling contentedly and still spooned, my cock has begun to harden, as I recall the fading wisps of a dream in which you teased me playfully and unmercifully... but never let me achieve an orgasm.

Your skin is so warm and soft next to mine.  The smell of your hair as it rests upon the pillow moves my thoughts to our love making from the previous night... The way your hair moved and swayed with your breasts and hips as your pussy moved skillfully and deliberately along my shaft...  These thoughts only stiffen my cock further, as it presses into and expands through the opening between the flesh of your thighs.

My left hand pulls the sheet up closer to cover us against the chill, but this action only disguises my true intent...  As the sheet drops atop our naked forms, my left arm comes to rest across your side and my hand lowers to gently cup your right breast.  Your firm mound fits my hand so perfectly.  As my hand continues to cup your breast, warming it, my thumb strokes the nipple, coaxing it to life.  Several slow passes across have caused the point to harden and goose bumps have dotted the tender skin surrounding the pink bud.  

You begin to stir and your breath quickens slightly.  You shift your legs to close your thighs around my swollen manhood, adding to the heat that's already present there.  Your left hand travels to my hand and rests atop the same as it covers your breast.  

My index finger joins the thumb, pinching the now hard nipple between them, and rolls the stiff point slowly forward and backward.  I hear a sharp intake of breath from you and whisper softly in your ear, “You like having your breasts fondled, don't you?”  You respond by nodding your head in the affirmative.  “Good because they're perfect for caressing, sucking, and licking... just like all of you.”

As my finger and thumb continue to roll and alternatively pinch your responsive nipple, my arm presses down on your side, gently forcing you onto your back.  My cock first slides away and pulls from between your thighs, leaving a trail of wetness on the surrounding skin.  Your eyes are open now and stare into mine.  I sense the unspoken wants and desires in those eyes, as your body responds to my touch.  You arch your back involuntarily, offering your breasts and their hardened tips to me without question.

Keeping my eyes on yours, a slight smile playing at my lips, I move to position myself between your legs, which you've opened for me.  I quickly glance at your womanhood, which is so desirable...  I let my cock brush against your labia and thrust playfully, just parting the lips, allowing the swollen head to penetrate slightly, but then quickly withdraw from your pussy.  “Not yet, Love.”

My eyes return to yours.  Is that disappointment?  “Awww, don't worry, Love...”  I lean forward letting your legs wrap around my waist as my second hand joins the first but on your other breast.  Both hands are palming your nipples, passing over them in similar but mirrored circular patterns.  Your legs and thighs tighten around my waist and your pelvis arches up and into me.  I can tell you like this...  

My mouth and lips descend and approach your right breast, where I hold the hard bud between my thumb and index finger similar to earlier.  This time, though, my tongue flicks the restrained tip, gently at first but with increasing pressure with each pass across the rough surface of your nipple.  Finally, my finger and thumb are replaced with my lips.  I suck hard on your nipple pulling it upward; the intense pulling releases a small but sweet discharge from the tip.  “Mmm, more please, Love...”

I let your right nipple slip from my mouth and it returns quickly to your mound, reddened by its attention.   Now, I focus on your left breast by tracing my index finger around its sloped and curved perimeter, spiraling slowly upwards to the tip.  The goose bumps that flair across the hot skin beneath my finger are most prominent within the pale pink areola.

My mouth and tongue trail across the slope of your left breast, pausing to plant a tender kiss in the valley between your mounds and then continue upwards to the very hard nipple on the left breast.  My lips seal around the base of the firm point, and my teeth bite its base, moving slowly along its length as I lift my head from your chest and pulling the nipple with me.  My hands encircle and then squeeze your breast, relieving some (but not all) of the pressure on your extended nipple.

Quickly releasing your nipple, your back arches further, lifting your tip (and my hands) closer to my waiting mouth.  I lick teasingly and then suck forcefully on your inflamed bud.  A similar sweet discharge reaches my tongue...  “You're so sweet, Love!”

Blowing cool breathes across your now raw nipples, I sit up and motion for you to release the grip your legs have on my waist.  You understand and comply with my wordless request.  My hands trace paralleling paths from your tits, across your smooth stomach (circling but not touching the navel), close on your mons, and skirt along the bare lips of your sex, fleetingly touching the same.

My knees move backward, allowing me to settle onto my stomach.  Eventually, though, my hands continue their exploration...  They cross the tender regions of your thighs, circling around to the back of your legs and pushing both legs backwards, as if they’ve been placed into stirrups.  My hands then work their way along the sides of your firm buttocks as they meet the mattress, across the curves of your hips, atop (once again) your smooth stomach to finally rest atop the ripe mounds of your breasts.  As I slide further backward on my stomach, I pull your pussy closer to me.

“Rest your legs along my shoulders, Love.”  You follow my suggestion but turn your legs outward, allowing them to part even more to reveal your very wet sex.  The sheet that had been covering us has been pushed away by now; needless because of the heat are bodies are generating.  I pause to look once again at your womanhood.  So beautiful...  The lips are swollen and dark pink.  Your clitoris is hard, and its tip is exposed (barely) through the covering hood.  Your scent (I can never get enough of this!) stirs me.  I need to consume you, eat you, breath you, take you, but I have to pace myself so that you too burn with desire...

I glance at you and notice you’re watching my every move.  My tongue stiffens and enters you immediately.  I need to taste you NOW!  As I enter you, my hands begin to squeeze and massage your breasts.  I probe your hot, wet cunt with my tongue, lapping the resulting juice into my mouth, savoring the taste, and then swallowing...  “God, but you taste so good!”

Your pelvis starts to return the thrusts that my tongue has made into you.  Without warning, though, I pinch your nipples hard and flick your clit with the tip of my tongue, which left the tight recess of your opening to cross your slit in one, quick brush.  Taking your clitoris between my lips, I hold it fast with my teeth and run my tongue across its smooth surface, while rolling your nipples between my thumbs and index fingers.

My careful attention has granted me a gift in that your pussy opens involuntarily and releases a steady stream of your juice, which runs along your opening and downward into the valley between your buttocks, covering the rosebud there.  I release your swollen bud from its grasp, and kiss your lips openly, sealing your sex to my mouth... and suck!  I want all that you have to offer and lap your dew noisily and greedily into my open mouth.

You begin to buck against my mouth, whispering repeatedly, “Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!”  Suddenly, you grab the sheet beneath you, raise your buttocks of the bed, and push your pussy into my mouth.  “I'm cu-cu-cu-mmm-ing!”  Your body tenses as your feet plant themselves to push your pelvis further into my face and willing  mouth.  My tongue runs along and between your lips to stroke your clitoris, but you flinch as if struck by lightening.  “Sensitive, Love?”  “Uh-huh... yes... sensitive...” you respond between deep breathes.

Pulling away, I lift my head to look across your stomach and firm mounds to see your face.  You're looking upwards with your eyes closed...  Your chest is rising and falling rapidly with each labored breath...  Your forehead and breasts are covered with a thin layer of sweat...

Returning to the trophy before me, I notice that I missed the juice that has covered your rosebud (how neglectful of me).  Wanting to taste your cunt and ass at the same time, my mouth descends to cover the tightly-closed opening.  Making soft sucking sounds from your between your buttocks, I circle the depression with my tongue, increasing the pressure by alternately stiffening and loosening my tongue as it rims your anus.

As I stop circling and tentatively probe the centered knot of muscle, you gasp involuntarily and then moan a deep, guttural sound.  Knowing that you enjoy this teasing, I continue to probe your anus with the tip of my tongue until I pull my face away.  Your heads jerks up, and you’re your eyes question why I’ve stopped.  But I want to see your face and look into your eyes before I enter you...

Returning to a sitting position and removing my hands from your breasts, I spread your legs to either side, exposing your pussy more fully before my waiting cock.  Your head falls and returns to the bed sheet…  Having recovered (somewhat) from your orgasm, you wait, shivering in anticipation, and your hands move from the sheets to cup your breasts and thumb the nipples softly.   

Leaning forward with the hard shaft of my cock standing before me, my hand guides the wetted glans to your swollen labia.  Pushing forward slowly, your lips part and then accept the head... Slowly, inch by inch, my shaft is pressed into you until it is completely enveloped by the smooth walls of your tight, hot, and wet cunt.  Not wanting to forget the sensation of you holding me so completely, I don’t dare move.  However, I feel your walls rhythmically contracting and relaxing along the length of my cock.  You laugh softly and smile, knowing that YOU are now teasing ME.  Your legs then wrap again around my waist, and you lock your ankles into the small of my back.

Seeing that you now control the situation, my breathing quickens.  You begin to work your pelvis up and down, causing the head of my cock to rub against the inside of you.  I involuntarily release a moan as I open my mouth for more air.  My eyes close as I feel your pussy continue to rub against my cock.  You stop your movement, and my eyes open to see you staring at me, smiling.  You unlock your ankles and pull away from me.  I watch as my cock slides from you, glistening with your juices, as you sit on your knees atop the bed.  “You're beautiful,” are the only words that come to my mind as I watch you.

Playfully you say, “Now, YOU lie on YOUR back.”  Watching you intently, I willfully comply with your command.  Once settled, you move forward to straddle me, stopping above my penis which lies against me.  Looking down, you grab my cock with your left hand and direct its tip to your pussy.  I watch as your hand guides the head along your opening, stopping at your clitoris; it slides freely across my crown because our mixed wetness.

Your head looks up from watching your hand's movements and our eyes lock yet once again.  “I love you,” I whisper.  Smiling again, one hand tucks a strand of your hair behind your hair as your other hand begins to rub the head against you with short, quick strokes.  As the frequency of your strokes hastens, your smile fades and the lids of your eyes begin to close.  Before I can take over the pleasuring of you, your hand and my cock shift backward slightly and you sink yourself fully onto me.

I cry out involuntarily at the swiftness of your action but eagerly thrust upward to meet you.  Once again, I revel in the feel of your pussy wrapped around me!  But I have no time to enjoy this feeling because you've shifted your knees forward and begin to rock forward and then backward, pumping my shaft in controlled, short strokes that squeeze my now-heavy balls with each backward rock.  You state firmly while listening to my shallow breathing and punctuated gasps, “I'm going to fuck you, and then you're going to cum inside me.”  “Yes... Love...” is all I can manage...

I watch as your labia pull along the length of my slick cock as you move forward and then your lips invert as you move backward and swallow my shaft within you.  I notice also the sway of your breasts as you slowly pump me.  These sights harden me even further (if possible).  “You like to watch... huh, Baby?!”  “Y-e-s... please... don't... stop... Love”  You flash one of those smiles again and quicken the pace of your strokes. “Ahhh!  Love, I feel it building...”  

A fire and heat begin to burn in the pit of my stomach and move quickly forward into my balls.  The universe folds unto itself and centers on my cock as I feel the first rush of cum move from my balls and into my shaft, holding back for what seems like an eternity, I yell, “Oh God, Love, I'm cumming!”  You stop your pumping to lower yourself atop me, settling on the base of my cock and begin to grind back and forth slowly.  “Cum on, Baby!  Let it go!  Remember, cum inside me!”

Feeling an almost burning sensation inside my shaft, I no longer hold back and allow myself the release.  My world collapses into a singularity of intense pleasure that climaxes in several streams of hot cum that enter your equally hot pussy, filling you.  You continue to wiggle and grind atop my cock and begin to contract and relax the walls of your pussy.  This results in your milking me thoroughly...  Now, it is I who is covered with a thin layer of sweat, and my breathing is ragged.

Our lips meet in a gentle kiss, with just our lips touching.  My cock begins to soften within you as you squeeze me teasingly.  “How was that, Baby?”  Trying to recover, “Un-fucking-believable, Love... But... we're not through yet...”  I reply between deep breathes.  “We're not!?!” you sound surprised.  “No... You need a final cleaning... and cumming, Love.”  “Ohhh...” is your only reply, as you slip off me.

Sensing what I want, you lie forward on the bed with your head on the pillow and arms tucked under the same.  You set your knees apart from one another and raise you bottom up, exposing your now creamed pussy to my scrutiny.  The scent of our love making, and our mixed juices, cover your sex.  I begin to lick you labia in broad, flat brushes, enjoying both of our tastes.  Once clean, My tongue parts your lips and sweeps your opening in short, quick passes.  “Mmm...  You're fucked pussy tastes wonderful, Love.”

As I continue to probe the length of you, my arm wraps around your leg and a finger to rub your clitoris.  Quickly, it hardens beneath my touch.  You begin to moan softly, “Yes, please...”  Having finished cleaning you, I slip two fingers into your pussy, “Yes, Baby!  Fuck me!”  As I rub your hard button more firmly, I begin to shag you with my fingers.  You're so tight!  Your knees begin to buckle as your clitoris and pussy are tended to.  

A sharp intake of breath let's me know your close...  “Faster, Baby!  On both...”  I increase the pressure on your clit and you gasp, while I thrust my fingers deep inside you and begin to move only the tips in small circles, searchingly...  “Ohhh!  Baby, I'm cumming!”  Your knees give way and you collapse onto the bed, trapping my hand that was servicing your clitoris.  Your body is shaking as the orgasm rolls over you in a series of intense waves.  My fingers, though, remain inside you unmoving until your shaking has passed.  As I remove them, you shudder and sigh...

There's a bright glow on the horizon now and the light of the stars has retreated.  Both of spent, we spoon once again too tired to move.  “Morning, Love,” I whisper as we both drift off to sleep... again.


