You’re Making Me Tingle

An email from Carol, hey R, you’re torturing me, you can’t email about kissing my nipples, then just leave it there, I spent the night restless in my bed, fantasizing about what happens next. I’d just lead you straight to the bedroom, pull my clothes off, pull yours off you, demand more kisses. So now what do you do, mister big hard R? Cxxx

Emailing her, rolling you on your tummy, your hands folded above you, your head on the pillow, relaxing. Kissing between your shoulderblades. Pressing the muscles along your spine with my thumbs, working out the knots, skin’s friction and warmth building like static. Massaging your shoulders. Stroking your legs, kissing your spine’s base. My fingertips on your bottom’s cleft. Thinking, I wonder what she likes, I wonder how to make her body happy. Still thinking about it, I can’t seem to get my mind off the subject. Rxxx.

Carol emailing, dammit R, you’re making me tingle, I went to bed last night, lay on my tummy like you said, got so excited I almost helped things along, managed to stop myself, thought I’d save it for when we’re together. Love your fingertips in my cleft, you just briefly stroked me there while I was on top of you last time, loved it. Come on R, tell me more, also, make sure you let me kiss you too, I love that shape in my mouth. Cxxx.

Emailing her, gently pushing your legs wide, pulling your cheeks apart, exposing you, feeling your body’s unsureness, feeling it comply, feeling it loving it. Kissing your stretched sphincter with my lips. Touching the centre with my tongue. Backing off, not probing, time for that some other time. Rolling you on to your side, lying next to you, lifting your knee, stroking your pussy, feeling your hand reach out for my cock. Our body’s nestling together. Oneness with Carol, pure heaven. Rxxx.

Carol emailing, my whole body’s flushing, R, lying by your side, feeling your hardness, desperate to get it in my mouth, feel its texture, smell that sperm-filled smell, working you with my hand and tongue, see if I can make it explode, taste that taste, it’s been so long, can’t really remember what it’s like. Can’t wait to be together, do some doing. Don’t email any more kisses, R, I want the actuality now, not a story, let’s get together, I’ll be back in London soon. Cxxx.