on a more titillating, if not lighter, note

Just to offset all dramaful, slightly obsessive stuff I’ve been writing in here lately, I thought I’d point out a note I wrote last year, but didn’t publish at the time because it was so raw. 

A dirty little letter that I’ll never send.

 

a dirty little letter that I’ll never send.

I think about you rather a lot. I think about the sweet, nice things of course. But to be completely honest, I more often find myself daydreaming about the so-called “dirty” things.

I think about when you were fucking me with your fingers, and the expression on your face was so raw and just completely stripped of civilized veneer, almost harsh.

I think about your beautiful big cock, and I get all breathless and fantasize about having it in my mouth again.

I think about the things we did, and about the things I want to do, the ways I want to fuck you. I think about penetrating you, and I want that to happen often.

I think about when you came up behind me and we were kissing over my shoulder, and how quickly it aroused you. I want you to fuck me like that, I want to be bent over a table or leaning on a chair while you pound me from behind. There was something so deliciously erotic about that particular exchange… I imagine wearing big black boots to make me tall enough, and a little skirt that you’ll push up because we won’t want to take the time to undress. Quick and hot and hard, fucking me from behind. Moaning in my ear and biting the crook of my neck.

I think about using the pinwheel on you. The sweet, pathetic little noises you made when I hurt you. (”Aww, poor baby..”) Your cock was so hard when I tortured your nipples. And you cried. There is something so indescribably exquisite about that. Next time I want you to be facing me, I want to see the tears mat your eyelashes, I want to see the pain/pleasure in your lovely eyes. I want to hurt you while I’m riding you and see how you react. I want you to like that, because I’m pretty sure I will.

I want you to use your tongue on my clit again, I want you to make me come that way and then kiss me so I can taste it. I want you to fuck me in the ass, only I’ll be more patient this time so it won’t hurt. I know it’s going to be incredible to be so full of you.

I want to tease you in public and feel your erection pressing against me through your trousers. Would that make you blush? I want to feel your amazing hands on my body, I want you to bite me and kiss me and tell me again how much you love making me come.

I think about how sex with you was so easy and right and natural and ever so deliciously arousing. I want you again. And again.