I am picturing you now completely naked, lying on your back with your thighs raised to reveal your little brown hole as you offer it up to my ardent kisses. Your hardened cock thrills to the touch of my hot lips but my attentions are not focused on him. Oh no, it is your buttocks I want, your beautiful firm buttocks. I want to drive my impatient tongue between them, and press my avid mouth to your hole…Go on, please, let me, let me. Ah, my sweet love, it is so good sucking on this flesh, and what more arousing sight than a lover’s adored body quivering with pleasure under the effects of these skillful kisses.
That is what I think of when I am far from you. That is what I crave, and your absence is painful. Oh, if I could be with you, my sweet little Charlotte, I should be so happy! Why did you not take me with you the other evening? Why did we not set off together toward oblivion, toward the joys of total possession, even if only for a couple of days? Oh, Lottie, to have you to myself, far from anyone else, for a whole night…what an extravagant dream!
Come back soon, my loved one, for alas we never have more than an hour together…Come back, so that we may be quite inexorably together for that one hour. I need your adorable body more than ever, and I want your arms around me, your wild kisses, your brutal, indomitable couplings, which leave me exhausted, which hurt me but also drown me in the depths of voluptuous pleasure!
And do you, like me, long for these salacious acts? Do you want to savor new vices in my arms? Have I succeeded in giving you unforgettable experiences? Are you happy with me? Tell me…
Shall I have a long letter from you tomorrow? I am horribly impatient and today will now feel interminably long! And how will you write to me? With your heart or with your perversions? What words will your body’s cravings have dictated to you? Tomorrow shall I find one of those entrancing letters like those you wrote to me from your little room in Bandol six months ago? My dear love, I am afraid you are less passionate now. To think we are almost old lovers! Ten months, and counting, and is your desire any less pressing? Have you tired of me?
No, darling Lottie, no, don’t tire of me….We have not exhausted our strength, and when you return we shall love each other so wildly that your lust for perverted excesses will blossom again to my kisses.
I hope you will be able to write to me again, up until Thursday, until you leave for Nantes. I shall be so appallingly unhappy all these evenings that lie ahead. I shall come home all alone, without you. And we have only a few days left to come here together, after that there is a four-month separation…
Goodbye, my great love. Do be good and think of me…I hope you have fine weather, as we do here, and that your brother and his family are all well.
Holding you tightly in my arms and taking your beloved lips in a long slow kiss from the bottom of my heart, which is so full of you.
I adore you and my whole life is now spent waiting for your return…
With passionate kisses on your two hands,
Your Simone
FRIDAY, FOUR O’CLOCK
Darling beloved,
A week ago now I had only just left your loving arms, quite drained by your exhausting attentions; you had spent a whole hour bending my body to suit your every whim, your every vice, and my whole being still thrilled with all the pleasure you had kindled in me. Oh, how expertly you made love to me, my dear love!
Alas, this week I must be good despite all the longing I feel, all my longing for your adorable body, which I should like to treat to a thousand ministrations. Your body that I should like to savor at every minute, every second, enjoying the rousing taste of it that sets my nerves on edge with insatiable desire. The more I have you, the more I love you. Far from wearying of the treasure chest that is your body, I only love it more. With every assignation you grant me, I find yet another reason to love you, and I leave you with an ever more pressing need for your kisses and your hands on me. When we are apart I think of the excesses we have just enjoyed together, and all our wonderful, powerful shared memories rise up to the surface of my heart. They unsettle its state of calm, they make it beat faster and I eventually fall asleep with my head ablaze and my limbs heavy, infuriated by so much pointless ardor, which you are not there to appease with a kiss.
Oh, I do love you, my dear one, I love you with such an extravagant, all-embracing love. I love you in a way I shall probably never be able to again, once I no longer mean anything to you. I have given you my whole life, my body, my heart, my thoughts, all of myself in fact, and I can tell I shall never take them back. Whatever happens to a love like this, whether you keep or break it, you shall be locked into my heart forever in all your seduction, all your charm and all your perversity. You will be the one and only lover for me, the one who can only ever be loved once, the one who reveals my true self to me. For a long time, perhaps forever, I shall feel the warmth of your touch deep in my flesh, and I shall always be yours, yours, yours.
Oh, my love, how I love you, how I hunger for you, for your adorable body. The memory of it haunts me constantly, irrepressibly. I love your girlish young flesh, so soft to the touch, so warm against my cheek. I love your little pink nipples and your virgin breasts where my mouth comes to rest. And your pale, taut stomach, and the brown curls between your thighs, the pretty flower of your pink cock with its mysterious hole, a soft nest in which my tongue can nestle. Oh, I shall soon have it, I shall have all of this body, won’t I, my love, in just a few days! We shall meet in our room and I shall have all these treasures entirely to myself. My whole life is now spent waiting for the moment when you surrender yourself to me with all the shameless abandon dictated by our passion. You appear before me in the dazzling splendor of your nakedness, and my lips seek out the place where the kisses will do their best to arouse this flesh so willingly offered to them. And I know where that place is, I guessed where it was almost on the very first day. My love made me perceptive and I had not a moment’s hesitation in directing my tongue toward your adorable ass. Oh yes, that truly is the best place for an arousing kiss, isn’t it? Give it to me quickly, darling treasure. Ah, how I love it, and I kiss it tirelessly while my fingers pleasure your cock. And to ensure my victory is complete, I bugger you furiously. You belong to me, you are my plaything and I want to keep you forever and ever.
In a few days you will see my hands holding that monstrous tool that conquered your flesh. And that shocking sight put me in a quite demented state. Whatever will it be like, then, when I have an impressive dildo strapped around me, with its full balls smacking against your buttocks?
You will stay in the same position and, in order to hold you firm, I shall grasp your hips; I shall pin you down with my arms so you cannot escape the terrifying coupling I shall inflict on you.
I shall be truly happy when that day comes, darling beloved, and my wildest wishes will have come true. I live in eager anticipation of the moment when I shall become your lover, your man. Yes, I want to be your man just as you are my mistress. I want to give you the same pleasures you give me when your pink tongue tickles my cunt’s pink button. Oh, Lottie, how expertly you get my juices spilling from me! Do you know, I am now filled with furious desire to be fucked, to feel my lover probing deep inside me to release waves of come. Yes, you should feel proud because you have taught me to love that coupling so much that I could not bear to be without it now. We are all square: I bugger you, you fuck me and we shall always keep it that way, shall we not, my loved one, united by our shared vices and our all-powerful passion?
Next week I expect we shall be able to love each other with our usual abandon. Our bodies will seek each other out in the half-light, our mouths will meet in endless kisses and our most intimate parts will be lost in each other in the most wonderful of couplings. I adore your sweet little breasts, they are the breasts of my imaginary mistress. They are charming, delicate little toys I can hold in the crook of my hand. Let me linger on them for a while. And you, my dear treasure, you will delve your impatient tongue through the secret folds of my cunt. I shall fe
el your warm breath on my engorged button and you will drink up the waves of juices released by your kisses. And you will kiss my nipples too. Do you know how I adore it when you do that? Darling, I cannot think of everything we might do but I am sure we shall commit great follies, shan’t we, my loved one, for what could we do together but commit follies?
More than ever now I want to be “your darling slut” so you can find every pleasure in my arms. And you will be truly filthy with me so you can match up to your mistress, won’t you, dear love?
What will you do, dear friend, when you have me beside you? Tell me quickly what you want of me when next we meet.
Oh, I cannot wait to take you in my arms and press my body up to yours to see the dark flame of desire light in your eyes. I like watching your desire escalating in sudden waves. It soon submerges you and you cannot fight the sheer strength of your blood beating violently in your veins. And you take me in an endless coupling that breaks me in two, bends me to your will and makes me shudder irresistibly. Yes, I am yours, do you know that, darling love? And do you want to keep me forever? Are you mine forever, my lover whom I adore?
You say I am the one who has made you the perverted creature you now are, I am the one gradually dragging you down the slippery slope of all-encompassing vice. Perhaps, but surely you too have instilled in me this craving for ever more pleasure, you have made me seek out peculiar and unsuspected ministrations. So, you see, our love was born of a meeting of minds, born of the thrill when our eyes met, and of the way our bodies called to each other. We came within touching distance of each other for days and days, and we both had the same intention, we both knew we must persevere, that happiness was there, in the fusion of our two beings. We gave ourselves before we even knew each other, and what came next proved we were right. Since becoming lovers, we have only ever known pleasure together, and the way we give ourselves and take each other affords us boundless ecstasy. Yes, let’s keep it to the two of us, my dear love, just the two of us. If you want to, we could try this idea, which has become an obsession for us both, but I do not believe it will give us any greater voluptuous delights than our own ever more ardently pleasurable couplings.
Goodbye, dear love. Shall I find a long letter from you when I arrive on Monday morning? I do hope so. And now I shall say “see you soon,” for I hope we shall be making love in a few short days.
I adore you. My mouth wherever you want it. Just tell me, where?
Simone
My loved one,
What an entrancing letter, and how aroused I still am by it! Even though I have reread those passionate words again and again since yesterday. And how much more I love you, my dear love, when you give free rein to your heart over the pages.
Darling, you asked me whether, like you, I remember our first lovemaking. How could you think that such a memory is not locked in my heart forever? Charles, could I ever forget that, thanks to you, it was in the course of that morning that I had my first glimpse of true pleasure? Of course the scene is still very clear in my mind’s eye, and I never think of it without a little shudder of happiness. The way we moved, our shy words, our first awkward caresses, the very first time we were in each other’s arms…all of it is deeply embedded in me. But how unlike our true selves we were then! And how we both hesitated to explore the violence we could feel hovering just beneath the surface. Yes, I remember, dear love. The near darkness in that discreet bedroom hid our mutual embarrassment. On that soft double bed our naked bodies sought each other out and discovered each other. Our languid limbs tangled clumsily, and a vague feeling of disappointment after our first contact during the first rendezvous (do you remember, darling, the lovemaking that almost did not happen?!) meant we were hesitant about trying again. But you then took the offensive, my darling, and your violent desire lit an unfamiliar flame in your eye. You were so beautiful that morning, so ready to violate the body you were being offered! You suddenly threw yourself on me. Your fingers left their imprint on my rump, which glowed red from your spanking, and before I even had time to understand your bold initiative, with one irresistible thrust you bored into me, bruising my most intimate parts. And we soon collapsed exhausted in each other’s arms. Now at last we knew we had an understanding, for we had the same perversion and shared the same immeasurable pleasure. My darling love, it will soon be a year since I became your mistress and not once since that happy day have I failed to experience the most unforgettable sensations in your arms. And so you see, I love you more with each passing day, and I shall always love you with the same fervor, the same steadfastness, for as long as you wish it. When I am in your arms, my beloved, there is only one thing I want, and that is to do what you want, and I have only one desire, the desire to go to the very depths of your being to kindle your pleasure. I want to take you ever more fiercely so that, for that one hour, you are utterly mine, so that you cannot escape and so you leave my arms exhausted, powerless, and incapable of giving your body to the Other Woman later that day. Yes, my loved one, that is how I love you, with an exclusive love that suffers from the need to share. I want you to climax passionately in my arms so not a drop of the best of you should go anywhere but inside me that day. And when I am by your side I always want to push us to the very limits of our strength, for I know the happiness such exhaustion can bring.
And, dear loved one, that is how it will be on Monday. I shall give you the perverse sensation you so love once more. With the full force of my own depravity I will steer you to the very pinnacle of exhilaration. You will quite unreservedly surrender to me the treasures of your beloved body and, like a passionate lover spurred on by the beauty of his mistress, I shall kneel before you and offer you my every desire with my kisses. I shall wrap you in the infinite tenderness of my heart, and before intoxicating myself on your warm, firm flesh, I shall lull you almost to sleep with my lascivious stroking, which will see you drift into a half-sleeping state, and you will be woken when my triumphant member takes possession of your innermost flesh. You will be woken when your pleasure explodes as suddenly and unexpectedly as rain from a storm cloud. You will feel first pain, and then pleasure. And you will collapse a passionately happy man onto my panting body, quite spent after such a coupling. Yes, my one and only love, my dear lover whom I adore, I shall violate your magnificent body just as you once violated mine. But, in order to spare you the searing pain of this rape, my penetrating kisses will prepare the way for my superhuman member. My soft, skillful tongue will glide slowly into that little brown hole. It will keep it prisoner between its lips for a long time, and when the hole has softened, then your darling perverted Simone, your filthy passionate mistress, will press her demented, thrilling flesh against yours. In all the delirium of her rutting senses you will become her “mistress” and she your “man.” You see, my darling, our cravings are indistinguishable from each other. You dreamed of a vigorous male violating your flesh. While I dreamed of a gentle, lascivious mistress. Our extraordinary love has achieved the miracle. As our passions dictate, we shall take turns, changing sex and therefore achieving double the pleasure, double the ecstasy. Ah, Charles, how I bless the day fate brought us together! How I bless your audacity and my weakness! To think I almost fled when you became more insistent. Did I have enough of an inner struggle before sinning? (Yes, that was how I saw it then.) But, can you see, we were destined for each other. Did you espy the passionate lover in me? Tell me, did you suspect all my depravity? Oh, I love you, I love you so frantically, darling.
Yes, my little god, you will succeed in intoxicating me with your touch. You know you will. Surely you remember the moans of pleasure I could not suppress when you sucked passionately at my little cunt? Well, you will embark on that task again. You will make me die of pleasure with your skilled kisses. Yes, darling, suck me, suck me. You are so good at it. Suck up the very last drop of my bitter come and drive your hard prick into me. Stay there without moving, and when your prick is truly covered in that abundant sap, I can lick it dementedly.
I can taste my own juices on your member. Neither of us knows what we may do next. Or perhaps I shall make a necklace for your cock with my breasts, or with my eager mouth, taking in every inch of him. Unless, despite how very foolhardy* this would be, I choose to feel him drive into my shuddering cunt and to hold you to my breast so that our bodies become indistinguishable in our close embrace. Oh, darling, I want to be unreservedly yours, to belong to you, to you. I want never to tear my body from your voluptuous body. I want to sink into ever deeper delights thanks to your touch. What an exquisite dream! Yes, loved one, I love you so much I throw all caution to the wind. I love you so much I shall give you every part of myself if you insist on it. If you want to take me in a different coupling, if you want your cock to take shelter in a softer haven, if in fact you now want to savor the normal kind of lovemaking that we have banned, I feel I could not refuse you anything, nothing, not even that. Tell me, do want this of me, for me to give myself to you so completely? Do you want me to open this hitherto closed door to you? Do you want to possess me fully, in the normal way? I want it if it will afford you new pleasure.
On Monday we shall belong to each other again. On Monday, my loved one, we can love each other passionately with the equipment at our disposal, until we have something better. I am entirely yours. I am your darling slave. Take my body whichever way you want, I am yours.
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