Message-ID: <542eli$9704151515@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: ImDulcinea@aol.com Subject: {Dulcinea} Repost: The Letter The Letter by Dulcinea The letter arrived Friday, at work. She recognized his writing immediately. >My Dearest, >I want to make love to you. >This weekend, I have arranged for us to go away. I have >arranged for a hotel room, a suite, and you need bring only >yourself. >You will not have to worry about housework, or about cooking. >You will not have to worry about the concerns of your job. In >fact, this weekend, you need not worry about anything. I will >take care of you. I will pamper you. I will spoil you. I will >love you. >If you choose, you may spend the entire weekend in the >bathtub. Soak in the warm water, and I will come and scrub >your back. I will massage your shoulders, kiss your neck. I >will wash your beautiful body from head to toe, then dry your >skin with the softest towels. >I will feed you grapes and cheese and cookie dough ice cream. >I will feed myself the sweet juices of your pussy, my tongue >dedicated to bringing you pleasure. How many times will you >cum this weekend, I wonder? My head, between your thighs, >lapping up the honey that pours from you. >My tongue will know every inch of your body. The length of >your spine, the shadow of you your shoulder blades. Down >the crack of your ass, licking your ass hole. The inside of your >thighs, the backs of your knees. The swell of your calves, the >sole of your foot. Shall I nibble on your toes? >Up the front of your long legs, stopping again to sample the very >sweetness of your cunt. Across your stomach, your navel, up >to your beautiful breasts. Sucking on your nipples, on your whole >breast. >Licking the hard collar bone, your shoulders, down your arms. >First one arm, all the way to the fingers, then across you body >again to the other arm. Licking your neck, sucking on your >ear lobes. My tongue plunging onto your ear. >And yes, my dear, I will make love to you. My cock gets so >very hard thinking of you, thinking of your body beneath me. >I want to show you how hard you make me, and to slip that >hardness deep inside you, sliding in your wet pussy, oh so >slowly. And when you writhe and moan beneath me, I will >hold you against me, your excitement making me harder, making >me want you more. >You will have to come at least twice before I shoot my cum >deep inside you. At least twice, because I doubt I can hold back >the third time your pussy begins to milk my cock. The exquisite >pressure of your wet pussy on my cock will make me cum, my >body exhausted, drained. >I will hold you after we make love, my arms around you, feeling >your softness in my arms, and I will rejuvenate, growing hard again, >ready to pleasure you all night long. You need only tell me what >you want, my love, for this weekend, I will make you feel good. >Attached are the directions and the room number of the hotel >I am waiting. >I love you. Folding the letter shut, she closed her eyes, trying to bring her breathing under control. Just reading the letter had made her pussy wet. A glance at the clock told her she had three hours before the end of the day. Sighing, she tucked the letter into her bra, over her heart. This would be a weekend to remember. She couldn't wait. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /