The Letter
Dear Nephrite,
Write it down you say...I'd like to see you write it down. Okay here goes...
I want you to kiss me, not just my lips, but along my jaw to my neck. From there with one hand push my shirt out of the way as far as it will go and continue down my shoulder and arm. With the other hand I want you to run your finger tips along my back, gently mind you, this in the past has caused me to arch my back, so be prepared.
As my breasts press against your chest, the hand on my arm moves to tease my stomach and you push slightly away. You nibble and nip my neck again as I drop my head back. Your hand climbs up to my bra-covered breast and you gently massage it. After awhile you get tired of the feel of fabric and push your hand under the bra cupping the bare breast. You massage harder bringing my nipple between your thumb and forefinger. You pinch lightly at first, but then harder as a moan slips past my lips.
Words I can not comprehend, you whisper to me. You remove your hands and grab the edge of my shirt. At first I don't respond, and then as I realize you are trying to take it off I help you. I'm wearing a sports bra and again look blankly at you as you slip your fingers under it. "Off." Finally, something I understand. I assist you and stand half-naked in front of you.
An unwanted breeze brushes against my exposed flesh, giving me goosebumps. I want to cover up but can't think of why... You step towards me and the fabric of your shirt feels rough against my soft skin. I rub against you as you place your arms around me. I look up and you kiss me, nibbling slightly at my lower lip. I continue to rub against you until you push me away. At first I think you want to stop, but then you lower your head to my breasts. You kiss and lick around them nipping when you feel I need it, and you're right, moans are normal occurrences now.
After what seems like forever you lightly flick your tongue over my nipple. I gasp, you suck the nipple until I cry out, then you move to the other, nipping and teasing until finally you suck it into your mouth. You pull away yet again to look at me. Seeing that you are indeed doing well you move behind me. You mold your body to mine, reaching around with both hands to massage my breasts.
It's too much for me and I turn, nearly ripping your shirt as I take it off. You place your hands on my shoulders and turn me back around. Again you press against my back, making me feel safe and so very much more. While one hand still taunts my breasts the other gently glides down my stomach. You dip your hand into the top of my pants, every movement like an eternity.
You unbutton my pants and without me realizing it you unzip them as well. You slide them down and gravity takes them to the floor. You, not wanting to go to fast, slide your hand down the front of my now exposed panties. You slide gently at first, and then you press harder. You part my folds still with the panty barrier. You find my clit and rub it lightly, making my legs quiver. After a few more strokes you move your fingers lower, deeper. My moans intensify.
I can feel you staining against your own pants. I want to free you, but I can't tear myself away from you. My hands are clutching your arms, urging you and hindering you at once. Somehow my panties are removed. Your hand slides over my wetness, again you part my flesh. You slide two fingers inside me, making me arch and cry out, pushing against your hand. You slide in and out, in and out, in and out, harder with each thrust. You find a rhythm and we continue in that fashion until I come. I scratch your arms drawing blood. You slide your fingers out.
After a moment I gather myself up and turn around, looking straight into your eyes as I try to undo your pants. I'm a bit weak so you help me and I am surprised when in one fluid motion your pants and boxers are off. I stare at you for a moment then lightly brush my hand across your shaft. You shudder. I lightly brush the tip and you moan. Taking that as a positive sign I press a little harder as I move my hand along your length. I drop to my knees.
"Oh God," you murmur as I lightly flick my tongue over the tip. I nibble down as I at the same time use one hand to stroke up and the other to softly caress your testicles. I take as much of you as I can into my mouth, sucking lightly, then harder as I too find a rhythm. You move your hips in time and make my mouth work less.
"Yes!" you cry as we near your climax. I'm not sure what to do so I keep on. I open my throat as you release and swallow the essence of you. Panting, you step back, clearly dizzy. You look down at me and grab my arm. As you pull me up you push me back on to an object that both of us had forgotten... You part my legs and start to probe me with your penis. Extra lubrication is not necessary as you slowly push yourself into me. With a few strokes we find a new rhythm and it's both fast and hard because I yell "Harder, Faster!" You intermittently tease my erect nipples and my mouth, catching a slight taste of yourself... After awhile you and I both come. When we can move you pull out of me and lay down beside me. I turn on my side and you spoon me. We fall asleep in that way...
That is it... that's the best I can do... Tell me what you think... I want your complete and honest answer... I hope I haven't scared you...
Jupiter, I need you, I want you...
I love you...
Kino Makoto