Thursday, February 05, 2009

Winter warmer

Last summer I wrote a fantasy for my darling Romeo whilst he was waiting for his flight home from the other side of the world. Now 6 months later I am on the verge of a new relationship with Kama. For the last few days he has been away on business. The weather is cold and just to tease him I sent him an email containing a winter warmer (other wise known as ..... long distance arousal).

Tonight when I got home from work he had sent me an email written whilst he was on the train returning to the airport. Much to my amazement it wasn't just his thoughts about what he had read. It was an indepth response. I just had to share it with you. Do you think he has what it takes to write.


The flight home was more than a little uncomfortable… ohh, the flight was ok, it was the erotic thoughts racing through his mind and the defined effect it was having between his legs. The anticipation of switching on the phone was so intense. He looked at his watch; 1 ½ hours to go, 1 ½ hours before he could switch his phone on. What would he see? Would there be a tx, a picture of the demands he put on the love of his life? 1 ½ hours…!

Try as he may but he couldn’t concentrate on any of the paper work hidden in the files laid on the lap table in front of him. If anything they were concealing his modesty, a lump in his trousers that just wouldn’t go away. He closed his eyes and tried to think of something else but the vision of seeing his love’s fingers sliding in and out of her pink, swollen pussy lips was driving him mad. Without realising it he raised his hand toward his mouth and gently began to suck on the same 2 fingers he imagined his sexy lady had used, tasting the sweet clear nectar of her love juice. He knew this taste so well and eagerly wanted more. He awkwardly readjusted his hard cock through his trousers and looked around to see if anyone had seen him sucking on his fingers. Worse still, moving himself to a comfortable position, albeit as discretely as possible, or so he hoped.

His eyes felt a little heavy and so he moved his seat back to rest but those thoughts, those feelings, those visions kept on racing through his mind. The taste of his sweet love lingered in his mouth. What he would give to be between her soft, silky, outstretched thighs, her knees slightly bent invitingly. He placed his hands under the cheeks of her curvaceous bottom, his arms drawing her hips upwards toward his open mouth. His tongue was about to lick her. He could feel the warmth of her body against his face, he could smell the sweetness of her pussy. His mouth was now firmly but gently resting against her ripe love nest and he started to gently slide his tongue over and through the pink folds of her swollen lips. His nose was brushing up against her soft pubic mound, her hairs felt wonderful against his rough face. He began to lap eagerly up and down, her lips naturally opened like the petals of a red rose to accommodate his ever stiffening tongue. He could feel her hands pressing firmly down on the back of his head. He could hear the whimpers escaping from her mouth getting louder. His tongue moved faster, he pushed his lips up firmly against the swollen folds of her labia. Her love button had become exposed and erect and he thought now…now my love, cum to your hearts content, thrust yourself onto my face, rub yourself hard against my tongue, cum and cum and cum….

….he suddenly awoke, eyes wide trying to focus on what was being presented to him. He looked to his left and a stewardess was offering him a serviette. Sorry to startle you sir but we are about to land and I need your seat upright. (Only my seat he thought cheekily to himself but why the serviette?) She motioned toward her chin. Sir, you might like to wipe your face. He tried desperately to hide his embarrassment. Ohh no, ‘what was I doing whilst I was dreaming, what was I saying in my sub-conscious state…?’ He felt the blood rush to his face, beads of perspiration on his forehead…

The pretty stewardess simply smiled with a knowing twinkle in her eye. ‘Have a safe onward journey Sir’….cum fly with us again..!


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