Early erotica 2 (M/F)

(Note: This was written after a particularly sensual email from my then-fiance.)
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Whoa...THAT was certainly more than I expected! When I realized what you had started to do, you can't beLIEVE what that did to me! As I read each sentence I would close my eyes and imagine what each line had just described actually happening to me. God, don't ask me how I have survived all this time without you! When I am in the shower, I think of being there with you, kissing you deeply, feeling the water run over our faces, into our mouths...I just can't get enough of your mouth, it seems. I feel the warm water as it cascades down my breasts, over my belly and down between my legs. It is very sensual, feeling it flow over my skin that way, and I remember when we held each other close and the water would flow down between our bodies. I wonder how easily you would slip inside of me that way, and vow someday soon to find out. I run my hands over my breasts with my eyes closed, pretending that it is you who caresses them. But nothing can imitate the feel of your hot mouth over them, your tongue circling my nipples and making them seem to reach toward you for more. I love the rough feel of your whiskers on them even, the contrast between them and your mouth causing multiple sensations for me. I am overcome with waves of warmth, causing my skin to prickle with sensitivity, and it makes me want you to be just a bit less gentle, as my urgency grows further. I think of your hand sliding between my legs, into the rivulets of water still cascading down my body, and inhale sharply with surprise at the feel of you entering me. You begin to move, slowly at first, and I can feel waves of pleasure that seem to eminate from deep inside my body and flow outwards until they reach my skin, causing more goose bumps. The sensations that you are causing only excite me further, and I can feel my own lubricants in response to your touch. I arch against you, feeling your arousal, and knowing that I must have you soon. You slide your hand out and back up my body, and I slide my hands down your back to your behind and press your body into mine, wishing we could just meld into each other and become one. You reach down once more, to my thigh, below my knee and lift my leg to allow you access to my beckoning body. I guide you inside me and close my eyes as I feel the sheer girth of you, filling my entire being, and once again I explode into ripples of sensation. God, how I wish I could amply put into words the feeling when you are finally completely inside me, especially on the first initial thrust. There is a split second *almost* of pain, but just until my body becomes accustomed to you, then the feeling immediately afterwards is something I don't think I could ever find the words to express. It's as though my body were made exclusively for you, and yours for me. It's almost like a head rush, only through my entire body, and I just feel that I have to give myself over to it. That's why I never want it to end...I never want that feeling to subside. I can feel the incredible length of you as you slide into me, slowly at first, in long, deliberate motions, then as our passion mounts they become shorter and you stay further inside me each time, with short, quick thrusts that make me feel as though I might actually lose consciousness. If they made a drug that could cause that sensation the entire world would be hooked on it! As you thrust I contract my inner muscles around you, and this too causes more of the goose bump waves for me...and I can see the effect it has on you.

Then other times I think of us in the shower together, and of you kissing me deeply, down my throat, to that juncture that makes my knees go weak...you trace a path with your tongue over my wet skin down to my breasts, lingering there as you know I long for you to do. Your hot mouth, your smooth tongue toying with my nipples, then you gently nip them with your teeth. You continue your exploration further down, kissing my stomach, down further between my legs. Yes, I think of your mouth on me there, especially lately, and I long to find out what I have so long been missing. (You fill in the rest of this scene when you get here!) But please, hurry...

Then I think of how it made me feel to make *you* feel as I did before you left. I must admit to still being a bit shy in that regard, but the desire to give you pleasure has been overtaking my hesitancy lately, baby. Something that I at one time never thought I would be able to do willingly has become something that I want to do FOR you, the man I love, the person I want to share my entire life with. I want to make you feel as you never have before, to cause you to speak my name with that same degree of passion....God, nothing has ever been so exciting for me as when you spoke that one word...my name...and I knew in that instant that it was *me* who caused you *that* much pleasure. Just that one word caused me to (for lack of a better word) come almost instantly. The pure passion and sincerity behind it was so incredible...I had never heard you *sound* like that before. You had always sounded like you were....still in control of your faculties, I guess, again for lack of better description...but I looked up at your face and I had never seen you look that way before. Your eyes were closed and it was so incredible...oh, baby, I love you so FUCKING much!! (No pun intended!) I want to make love to you in every possible way...I want to surrender to you in every possible way. I want to make you happier than you ever dreamed you could be. I want to show you feelings you never knew you could experience.