Red Hot Letters to My Husband(11)

I was just emerging from my bath when Tom arrived home. I’d left the front door open because I didn’t want to have to explain the lock and start out the evening with something so negative.

“Mmmm.” Tom gave me an appreciative look. “I can’t wait to fuck you tonight. I’ll just have a quick shower and see you in the bedroom.”

Quick was the operative word. Three minutes later he was standing before me in the nude, his cock already full. “I’ve got something here you want to see,” he growled.

I smiled as I rolled off the bed and knelt before him.

The supplicant position made me tremor with arousal. It appeared to have an effect on Tom too because his dick pulsed with arousal.

I lifted my hands and cradled his cock, admiring the flushed red stalk emerging from its nest of dark brown curls. I stroked my finger down the veined ridges. This gorgeous cock was what gave me so much pleasure when he thrust inside me and pulsed with his cum. His cock head was purple and swollen and begged to be licked.

I swirled my tongue along the top, relishing its silky softness. Pushing his cock against his stomach, I licked from the base to the tip enjoying the hard roughness compared to the tip. Tom’s cock was gorgeous. Thick and long and hard.

I closed my mouth over it, enveloping it in heated moistness.

Tom groaned and clasped his hands over my head.

“You look so fucking hot sucking my cock.” His growly voice and heated words sent shivers down my spine and heated my pussy.

I swirled my tongue around the head and his cock pulsed in response, making me smile around him. I knew exactly what he liked. I repeated the move several times until he was groaning his pleasure.

I released his cock head with a sucking pop.

“Spread your legs.”

Tom obeyed and I cupped his balls gently and rolled them in my hand.

“That’s good sweetheart but I want your mouth on me again.”

I sucked him into my mouth, continuing to roll his balls.

“Christ. I can barely stand.”

I could feel his leg muscles tensed and trembling. Knowing I could do that to him made me feel even hotter.

“Enough. I want you on the bed.”

I gave him one last swirl before I rose and lay back on the bed. Tom knelt between my legs in a flash. Using his hands he pushed my legs wide and nudged the entrance of my vagina with his cock.

“You’re so pink and flushed and swollen. Pushing into you is like sinking into feminine heaven.”

His cock began to stretch me wide as he penetrated. Sparks of pleasure radiated out from his cock.

“It’s so hot watching my cock sink inside you. It’s like you suck me in and grab me and don’t want to let me go.”

“Your voice makes me so hot,” I moaned.

“Just my voice?” he teased as he flicked my clit with his fingers.

I bucked beneath him. “Your fingers drive me wild and your cock makes me molten.” I was starting to get used to talking during sex, particularly when Tom prompted me.

Tom continued to torment me, keeping me on the edge but not letting me tip over.

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Fuck me hard.”

Tom lowered himself and gathered me tight in his arms. “There’s no escaping me now.”

I shuddered in ecstasy at his mastery. At the heat and strength of him as he surrounded me. At the hard, thick length of him pounding inside me.

It only took two strokes and I orgasmed.

Tom continued to pound into me and the orgasm seemed to go on and on until it peaked again as he pulsed with his own release.

As I said, what dildo or vibrator could do that?





Chapter Six



Merry Christmas or Not



Christmas day dawned bright and clear. I woke before Tom and went to the bathroom before I went over to our bedroom door and locked it. By the time I slipped back into bed Tom was stirring.

“Merry Christmas,” I chimed, handing him an envelope. I was giving him the next letter early as a Christmas present so he could anticipate what was to come. I know I usually spent several days getting all hot and bothered while I thought about what was to come in our next Friday interlude.

Tom blinked himself awake and opened the letter. He looked totally delicious with his grey eyes soft from sleep and his tousled brown hair. Unable to resist, I combed my fingers through his hair.



Dear Tom

My Christmas present to you this year will be to shave my pussy so you have complete unfettered access. Now I don’t want you to miss out on the fun so I thought you could help. Sort of like unwrapping the present.

First we’ll run a bath.

When I climb in, I’ll spread my legs and you can climb between them. Then you can soap my pussy and shave it off.

I’ve bought one of those vibrating shavers to make it easy. Does the word, ‘vibrating,’ give you any ideas? It certainly gives me some. I’ll leave it up to you to imagine what to do with the shaver. After all, you have a few days to think about it.