Going away present

I wrote this e-mail to my wife after leaving for a month for Military training.

Going away present,

You knew what you were doing.  You knew that I was going to be away for a month, and that I was sad inside.  You knew that I would miss you presence and your touch.  You had known all this, and you had prepared.  You had finished breastfeeding, and were standing next to the bed looking hot in your bra and blue jeans.  You could feel my eyes latched on to you, not looking away from your perfect body and long luscious hair. 

Smiling a sexy smile you sensually unbutton your jeans and pull them down just far enough for me to see the black lace underneath.  You see my eyes open wide as my heart skips a beat.  I’m out of bed in a flash stuttering, “when did you put those on.”  “when you were getting his bath ready” you reply as you walk sexily over to me and place your arms around my neck.  You’re back is to the long mirror next to our bed, and you glance back to see my arms snake around your waste.  You feel me pull you close so that our hips are locked together.  “you’re so gorgeous,” I say in the sexiest voice I can muster.  You roll your eyes, but you see the lust in my eyes and know that I mean it.  You feel my hands slowly push your jeans down, and you turn your head and see me staring in the mirror at your perfect butt peaking out over your jeans.  You feel pressure on your private as I slowly begin to grind myself against it. 

You can tell I’m watching in the mirror and you grind your crotch up and down my leg.  You hear me groan as I almost cum just watching your sexy, lace covered butt move up and down.  Our lips meet for a brief moment, and then you turn around to face the mirror.  “you need to take your clothes off” you exclaim, and I offer little resistance as I quickly strip off my top and boxers while you pull your bra over your head.  You hear me gasp as I drink in your beauty, and you quickly add a moan when you feel and see my hands curl up under your arms, and grasps each breast.  You feel my breath against your ear, and feel your nipples harden as my thumbs gently brush over each one in turn. 

You feel my hand move slowly across your stomach and down toward your private firmly massaging your vagina.  You look in the mirror at our naked bodies, and see my face twisted with desire.  I pull your body back against mine, and you feel my hard dick firmly pressed against the top of your buttocks.  You hear me let out a groan as my hand continues to massage you, and your hips push back against it flooding your body with pleasure.  You push your jeans to the floor, and lean back against me, and I continue to rub your pussy through the lace panties.  “you’re pushing the lace into me, and it’s uncomfortable” you gasp.  Quickly I pull them down then continue to massage you in front of the mirror.  You feel my finger slowly finding its way inside you. 

You look up at the mirror and see my left hand cupping your breast, my right hand deep inside your private, and our faces in ecstasy.  You feel my hand fingering your very wet crotch as it pushes you back against my hard penis.  You snake your hand back between my legs and hear me groan as you find the spot just bellow the base of my rock hard dick.  Desperation starts to kick in as our hips grind back and forth.  You spin around, attempting to insert me into yourself from the standing position.  After a couple of attempts we can’t get the angle right, and you walk sexily down the hallway in front of the closet doors and sit down… waiting.  I sit down across from you, not sure what position you want to be in.  frustrated you pull me towards you and you lean back. 

You feel my weight on top of you, as we move into the missionary position.  You hand encircles my penis, and guides it into your wet cunt.  You feel me pause, trying to make sure I don’t hurt you by penetrating to quickly.  You hands slowly descend down my back, and grab my butt to guide me into you.  Soon my penis is fully inside of you, and we begin to rock back and forth, grinding ourselves against each other.  Intoxicated with pleasure and your beauty, I begin to sweat as I slowly pick up the pace in time with your movements.  Your legs encircle my calves tightening our embrace, and pulling me even deeper into you.  We look toward to closet mirror to witness our sexual embrace.  I pull back slightly so that I can see more of your gorgeous naked body. 

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You’re so so so incredibly hot when you’re having sex.  You’re perfect breasts arching up toward my body make me want to have pictures and videos and sketches and anything I can that captures you’re sexy body.  You’re perfect shape, and soft touch drives me wild with desire.  Everywhere you place your hands becomes a lightning rod for pleasure, and everywhere my eyes fall becomes the images I want to keep forever.  Your beautiful hair, flowing down, makes you look so sexy and beautiful… but it’s the faces you make when you’re feeling good, when we’ve hit a good rhythm, when you know how hot and sexy you look… when I can see lust and desire and pleasure in your eyes… when you look over into the mirror so that you can see our naked bodies just before you pull me close and start making love in earnest, desperate for us to orgasm together… that looks drives me wild.  It makes me want sex to last forever.  It leaves me in a trance long after you’ve finished and we’re in bed.  It haunts my dreams that night, and constantly turns me on throughout the next day. 

All I want to do for days after is come home and do whatever I can to get you into that state again.  I’m totally addicted to you.  I’m addicted to your love, and your conversation.  I’m addicted to your touch, and the taste of your mouth.  I’m addicted to your body, and your wonderful nakedness.  And yes, I’m addicted to making love with you.  I don’t know how I’m going to handle being away from you.  I can barely handle going to work.  I can barely handle sharing you with other people at group events.  I can barely sit on the other side of the love seat I home.  I can barely resist not grabbing you and having sex with you multiple times a day.  When your getting ready for your bath I want to take you from behind, when I come home for lunch I want to make desperate love at the lunch table, when your preparing dinner I want to place you on the counter and drive you wild with my tongue, and every every EVERY night I want to make passionate love to you.  You’re just too hot, sexy, and beautiful… and the longer I’m with you the less I can hold myself back.

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That night you knew why I was lifting up, and you arched yourself to show off you perfect breasts.  You’re lips twisted to show pleasure as you pushed up against me.  You pulled me back against yourself, and we began to desperately make love.  You could feel my penis pulse inside of you as I road you harder and harder.  You tightened you arms around my back and tried to pull me closer as impossible as that seemed.  I began to sweat again as I drove as deep as I could.  You felt us grind together, and saw the ecstasy on my face.  Groans began to escape your lips as you came closer to orgasm.

You snake your hands lower and grab my butt, trying to grind me harder inside of you.  I moan as I feel your fingers move down my backside and try my best send you over the top.  You moan into my neck as you orgasm, lifting up against me, just after I fill you with cum.  Exhausted I collapsed and sat in a daze as you headed to the bathroom.  I sat there trying to remember my name, and where I was.  You had just sent me to the moon and back, and I wasn’t quite ready to face reality again.  After stumbling to the bath room, we slide into bed, and stayed up late chatting and holding each other.  It was the best good bye present ever, and I’ll never forget it.  And I’ll think about it every night while we’re away.’

By: Betsssssy