Just before she left to study overseas, she wrote to me: “For my departure can you give me a blow by blow de***********ion of what you would do if I came to you and said I will do anything to you and l let you do anything to me. Any equipment or props are available to use.

I want you to take your time to really think about it and the enthusiasm I bring into it. Please don’t skimp on the details. I will refer back to it when I am lonely over here.”

Yes! I can!

I am sitting at home doing nothing in particular (as opposed to nothing at all), when I decide to check my email. There is an email from you. As I read it my pulse starts to quicken…

“Hi. I have been thinking about you. A lot. I have been thinking about all of the things we have done. ALL of them. I want so badly to do them again. So badly, I am wet as I write this. Flowing like a river, and all I am doing is sitting at my keyboard. I think I am going to have to do something about this, as I can’t really concentrate. Back soon.”

…

“Back now. That didn’t take long. I was so worked up I went off like a gun. I haven’t cum at the end of my fingers that strongly in a long time. I was thinking of you, and how good you are when you do me. Doing me with your tongue, flicking my clit. I thought about that until I was just about there, and as I was at the point of no return, I imagined you laying me down on my back and pushing that stiff warm cock into my pussy. Oh, it’s just the right size for what I needed – I looked down between my legs and saw your length disappearing into me. I shifted my gaze to your face and saw your blue eyes staring into mine and that was it, I was done! As I fingered myself as I was cumming, I imagined you commenting that my cunt felt like a vice as I clamped down on you as I came. Mmmm, you know that I have told you that I don’t always have a satisfying cum when I am on my own. Well, I sure did this time!”

“As I said, I want to do those things we have done again. And also some of the other things we talked about and never got to do. So here is the deal: I will meet you. My body will be yours to do with as you desire. Your body will be mine to also do with as I wish. I want to make this happen. I bet you can just feel yourself sliding inside me as you are reading this. I can just imagine those big balls of yours swelling in anticipation. I know you too well. So, as I said, let’s find a time and a way – you know we have desires that need satisfying.”

Some time later…

I arrive at your door and knock, which amuses you – “How come you didn’t just barge in as you used to do?” you think to yourself. “Come in” you say, as you think to yourself “That’s what he will be doing sometime soon anyway.” I enter and get stopped in my tracks – you are wearing a matching bra and panties – those ones that are cut low and have the bow on the front of them – and also you are wearing those clear platform shoes. I haven’t seen those in a long time. They make your legs look really long and they are as sexy as hell. “Like what you see?” you ask, as if you didn’t know what the answer was.

I don’t answer – I don’t need to – but I approach you slowly and stare into your eyes. I then circle you as you stay in place, so I can take the view in from every angle. Very, very nice indeed. As I come around to the front of you again, I drop down onto my knees, reach around and hold your arse, and nuzzle my mouth and nose into your flat stomach, and kiss you all over. As I do this I feel your hands wrap around the back of my head. I continue this for a little bit and then stand up so I can kiss you properly. We start off slow, but soon we quicken the intensity, our tongues exploring each other. You have often told me I am a good kisser, I am getting the signals right now that nothing has changed. I really enjoy kissing you, I always enjoyed that. You are kissing me back just as powerfully, as we grind against each other. You are obviously aware of my growing hard-on, as you are making a point of rubbing your groin against it as we kiss. I am helping you with this by pulling you towards me, my hands having not left your arse, because it’s a place they like to feel!

You drop to your knees and unbuckle my belt. I feel my jeans drop and I step out of them. I step out of them and you rip my shoes off as well. Then you hook your thumbs around my underwear and pull them down as well, and my cock springs free. I feel your hand wrap around my dick and the other one cups my balls. You start to squeeze them and and knead them as your other hand strokes my hard-on – which is getting quickly harder. Oh wow, I tell you how much I love what you are doing and that you have always known just what pressure feels good. It is a skill that would any man very happy. You look up at me and have that knowing smile. You say to me my balls feel so good, and that you like the way they are so big. You give them and extra squeeze as you say so, and that just makes me harder. And then you say “Here is a taste of things to come”..

And with that I feel a warmth envelop my cock, all the way to the hilt. Oh fuck, that feels so good. You hold yourself there for a couple of seconds and then you start a slow rhythm, sliding back to the head and then about half way down again. At the same time your thumb and finger is circled, and is stroking the remainder to the base and back again as you continue to cup my balls. That whole area is in bliss from my perspective. You suck cock so well – I have told you – and you know it. I really admire that about you. You know you are a sexual being – you know what to do with it. You are not hung up on being demure once you are in the moment. Guys really like that. *I* like it that you are proud of your abilities, and I like that you like to remind me of your prowess…

Things are continuing to develop, and you have sucked enough cock to know when the situation is starting to change. If my moaning and utterances weren’t enough to give me up, that fact that I was starting to thrust and you could feel the head of my dick slowly starting to expand – a sure-fire giveaway if ever there was one – told you that now was the time to change. You stop what you are doing – disappointing for me – and you stand back up and plant a big kiss on me. A wet kiss as you have just been down on me, but that’s okay. Maybe I am different, but I find it quite sexy that I am kissing you when you have just had me inside your mouth. After our kiss, you whisper in my ear “There will be more, don’t worry. If you thought that was good, just wait till after I am turned on. I mean, I am turned on already. What I mean is that after you make me cum. If you think I am horny now, think of how I will be after that…”.

Sometimes I am slow to take the hint – that should make you laugh as you read this. Not THIS time though, I take your hand and lead you to the bed. I shed my socks and shirt – leftovers from your eagerness before! That leaves you. Platforms first. Then as you stand I reach behind you and remove your bra, in one movement. More laughter on your part. Well, this time has to be special! I bend down and tenderly kiss and lick your nipples. I alternate from one to the other and with your free breast, I cup and knead with my hand. I brace your back with my other and and you press yourself into me as I do so. Your hands are holding my head as I kiss your tits. Eventually, I feel those same hands push the top of my head further down…

So, I end up kneeling, and your panties are right in front of me. Every time I see those ones, I want to pull on that bow and have them magically fall to the floor! Knowing that won’t happen, I reach my hands around and pull your backside close as I plant a kiss on the fabric. So close… I reach around to the sides and slowly pull them down, and you step out of them. And there you are, totally naked, standing in front of me. Your pussy is right in front of me, and you are not the slightest bit reluctant about my gaze. Oooh, you have completely shaved. I find that really sexy, as it shows off your beautiful pussy in detail. And I know that pussy well. So well, I can close my eyes and see it, but there is no substitute for seeing it live. I like the way it is small, and neat, and the way your clit hood shows nicely at the top of your pussy lips. I like the promise it holds. I love that you are going to share it with me. I pull you closer again and plant a kiss on it. The first of many.

I lay you back on the bed and scoot a pillow under your backside, makes the angle easier. You spread and raise your legs in anticipation and that is all the invitation I need. Not that I needed any. I lie down and hold the top of your legs with my hands and then lick you from the bottom of your pussy up to the clit, and I feel your body tense up slightly and hear you go “mmmm”. A few more licks on your lips and then I start to concentrate on your clitoris, I swirl my tongue around the little nub I can feel below the hood. I move my tongue up and down alongside the shaft and occasionally you squirm and move around to better suit your position to what I am doing. I then settle down to a rhythm where I flick the tip of my tongue across your clit, back and forwards, up and down. Sometimes gently, sometimes roughly. I try to gauge from your reactions which I should do. Sometimes I make a point of starting above your clit and dragging my tongue downwards.

Sometimes, I glance up at you; it is a sexy view from there, knowing I have my mouth over your pussy being able to look up past your tits to see your face. Very occasionally, I see you watching me but usually when I look up your eyes are closed and you look like you are concentrating – I like to think that you are solely focusing on the sounds and the feelings of having your lover with his tongue buried in your pussy. The experience is heightened knowing that he enjoys what he is doing. Knowing that he gets off on helping you to get off. Knowing that he knows that at this point in time, that he is the one you have chosen to share your body with. Knowing that it is your tight body that is keeping him hard…

I know I am doing the right thing when you start squirming – you are not a very vocal person (at THIS point) but I start hearing mmmms and ohhhs, and you start arching your back to push your pussy into my face. Sometimes it takes me a while to find the right spot but not this time. It is getting noticibly wetter. Wetter than normal. Then I feel your hands on the back of my head as you say “Yes! Right there!”. You start thrusting your sweet pussy into my face harder – I look up at your face again and your eyes are closed tightly as you are focused on your approaching orgasm.