Welcome Home My Darling.

My husband was out of town for weeks. We spoke on the phone often throughout the day. I missed him more this time than ever before.

Being busy with the holidays and family we had little time to spend together. We didn’t even make love before he left. I would fantasize about him at night when I climbed into our big empty bed. I wanted his touch. I would hold on to a pillow wishing it were him. One night I was so lonely I put on his shirt and splashed his cologne on my breasts, rubbing my nipples and smelling his smell. I wanted him more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. I turned the channels on the TV, nothing was on. I decided to write him a letter, telling him my desires, my fantasies and asking for pleasures I have never asked for before. When I finished with the letter my vagina was throbbing and wet.

What I would have given to have his big hard penis thrusting inside me at that moment. I started to massage my breasts, rubbing my erect nipples in circles with the palms of my hands, squeezing them tight. My breasts are big I pulled them to my mouth, pushing my tongue to my erect nipples and teasing myself, I then began to suck my own nipples. Wanting to enjoy what I was doing, instead of feeling guilty like I shouldn’t be fondling myself I went to the closet mirror doors. I layed two pillows down, grabbed my tangerine lotion I had received as a Christmas gift and a massager. Looking at my breasts turned me on, pinching my nipples made my vagina twitch.

As I watched in the mirror putting one nipple in my mouth and then the other, I wanted to feel my own vagina inserting one finger, wishing I had bigger hands. The thrill was ok, but I wanted more. I then inserted two fingers; it didn’t feel as good as my husband’s fingers it just made me want more. I laid back on the pillow putting lotion on my nipples, encircling my breasts, turning on the massager and slowly running it over my very erect nipples. I had a tingling sensation all over my body. I slid the massager down to my vagina. Oh man what a sensation. I could feel this rush through my vagina. I wanted my husband’s penis so bad. I felt like I was missing something. I decided to get a cucumber in the fridge. Putting it in was hard, it was big and round, bigger than any penis I had ever had.

Within minutes of fantasizing about my husband I climaxed. My clitoris throbbed so hard, I couldn’t even touch myself. The next day I sent my husband the letter. I felt very nervous waiting to hear his response. It actually was pretty exciting. He was shocked to hear my fantasies, I told him to read me the letter and I would help him to understand what I wanted. He was pretty calm at first, but I could hear the excitement in his voice. As he read on I told him to read faster. I was becoming very excited, He finished the letter, I knew his penis was erect. I asked him to grab his penis with his hand and stroke it up and down. I began telling him what happened while I was writing it to him.

He has always wanted to see me touch myself, but he was afraid to ask. We talked very erotic and hearing the pleasure in his voice, while I was begging him to stroke it harder. He asked me to get a cucumber. Believe me I ran quickly. He asked me to explain in detail how I put it in, how I turned it in circles until I could take no more. He begged me to insert it all the way. I couldn’t it was big. He told me to use the massager on my clitoris, wanting me to push the cucumber further. I told him to stroke harder, eventually it went all the way. I screamed when I climaxed, he became quiet, I asked what was wrong, He said I never screamed like that before. He was afraid I felt better than after we had made love.

That wasn’t it at all. We had lost our innocents; we could talk open, telling each other what we want and how we feel. I wanted him home so bad. Two more days and I was picking him up at the airport. I made many plans for us. He promised to fulfill my fantasies. Those were the longest two days of my life. His jet finally arrived. Just seeing his beautiful smile, gorgeous body and his handsome face I wanted to cry. I missed him so much. We embraced each other, kissing like the day we got married, wanting to get home. I didn’t know what to say; he didn’t know what to say so I turned the stereo up, playing romantic music.

It seemed like the 20-minute drive took hours. We reached our home walked to the door hand in hand, softly kissing each other. He opened the door I had it all set up, soft music, candles waiting to be lit, wood in the fireplace and love lotions. His face was shocked; he couldn’t believe what was about to happen. We laid down in front of the fire, I undressed in, I wanted to see his naked body I wanted to feel every muscle, I wanted to kiss him like never before. I dropped my dress to the floor only wearing a necklace he gave me.

We made an agreement that night to talk always about what we wanted, not to be shy. He reached for his jacket and pulled out my letter and asked me to read it to him. He loves my sexy voice. As I read I could feel the excitement beginning. I finished the letter and he said it was time to fulfill our fantasy. I rubbed chocolate mint oil all over his body, it has a tingling warm feeling and the smell is irresitible. I asked him to turn over so I could massage his chest. I started by straddling his hips, rubbing more oil on him; I could feel his penis pulsating against me.

I kissed his mouth, I sucked his nipples I slid my tongue down to his penis sucking hard, he begged me to take it all, and I did. I rubbed his balls, making sure my finger brushed against his butt. I have read it turns you on. I sucked his balls, but I didn’t want him to orgasm. I then laid down pretending I was tired, he knew exactly what I wanted. My fantasy was for him to straddle my chest and stick his penis in between my breasts squeezing them together while I try to lick his head. I want to watch him stroke his penis, I want to feel his love juice allover my breasts. He orgasms and it was warm, slippery. I begged him to massage my breast, rubbing it all over me, sucking his fingers, pulling his face to my nipples, kissing me.

I was hot; I wanted his penis inside me bad. He said he needed a drink of water, he returned quickly he slid his hand up my thigh leaning down to kiss my clitoris he inserted his finger, licking me harder I begged for another finger, he inserted two, I begged faster, harder he did. He made me weak begging for more. He stopped to kiss my mouth, moving slowly down again to my nipples, I could feel him reaching for something, he told me to close my eyes, he then inserted a cucumber inside my vagina, holding my legs over his shoulders he watched as he slowly made love to me with a cucumber. He watched me massage my breasts, squeezing my nipples, he asked me to suck them, I did, and I wanted to turn him on, make him out of control.  He handed me a vibrator and asked me to hold it on my clitoris and then he would give me one finger and then two he would stop, he was teasing me beyond control.

I was going out of control, I begged him to insert his fingers again in my vagina, and I wanted it all. I couldn’t believe the feeling. I really wanted his hard penis in my vagina.

He inserted his penis deep inside me and grabbed my waist pulling me up tight against him and holding on me close as for dear life. We climaxed together; I could feel his hot love juice explode inside me. I could feel every inch of his penis. We stayed that way for several minutes, afraid to move.

We then laid down and looked into each other’s eyes and saw the love we truly had for each other. We kissed and talked for hours. He asked me to write him another fantasy letter. I just grinned and promised him that once a week he will get a letter.