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One of Elvira's love letters
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Here's a brief letter from Elvira to a friend of ours, sent just
after Christmas. I hope it provides some interesting reading for
those in the lifestyle.
Hi Bill,
Elvira here - managed to catch a few mins away from the hustle
and bustle the season brings, so thought I would drop you a quick
line.
Themistocles and I are both looking forward to our meeting
scheduled next month and I'm just hoping it won't be my off time.
I'm rather anxious to have your hard cock up my cunt. My cunt
likes hard things.
Your fantasies intrigue me - especially the airplane one.
Funny, but I too have thought about high flying encounters. Mine
involves sitting next to a total stranger during a night flight.
He's covered himself with a blanket and is trying to catch a few
winks. I slide my hand underneath his blanket and place my hand
on his leg. He doesn't move it away - in fact a small smile passes
across his face and I feel him spread his legs. I also feel a
bulge growing in his crotch area. I slowly move my hand up towards
the bulge, and rest my hand there for a bit. I look at his face
and see that his eyes are still closed and he's still smiling. I
reach underneath the zipper flap and slowly pull down the zipper.
Then I reach up towards his belt and undo that as well. His bulge
springs out - the only thing holding it in are his shorts. I now
reach inside and touch the tip of his cock. It's moist on top and
I swirl the droplets around. My hand then grabs it - I'm feeling
the size and thickness of it, rub my clit back and forth - but
that's not the objective. I simply want to play with him, make him
moan and groan (quietly), hear him whisper, "Oh, God", as I very
slowly start to pump. I don't want anyone to notice, so my pumping
must be smooth, so the blanket won't ruffle. His dick moves easily
back and forth - up and down, up and down. His legs spread wider,
and his ass starts to slide down the seat. His breathing has
quickened, and beads of sweat break out on his forehead and upper
lip. I glance at his face again - his eyes are now opened, and he
looks at me beggingly. It's time to quicken my pace - he wants to
cum so badly, he's almost in pain. My hand starts to move
frantically up and down - faster, harder. My grip tightens on his
cock - harder and harder. I too want him to cum. I want his hot
juice on my tits - my ass - anywhere! I look around the plane;
people around us are sleeping, oblivious to what we are doing. I
have an idea. I really start to beat now - waiting for just the
right moment. I move my face towards his cock - my mouth -
underneath the blanket. I'm still gripping him - and then it
comes! Thick, white streams of cum, shooting towards my open
mouth. I swallow it - I love the taste of cum - I lick and suck
the tip of his cum, as to not waste any of it. I suck him until
he's dry, then start kissing it. But I must be careful - must stop
- we don't want anyone to notice.
I move my head up, place the cover back on him. He looks at
me and whispers, "Thank you". I then lay my head back on my pillow
and close my eyes. It's over now, but I'm still dripping. I
contemplate having a play ...
The reversal of this could also be possible. Either scenes
don't need a plane. A restaurant will do just fine.
I'll make you a deal. When we meet, I'll wear garters and
stockings - no panties, I'll make sure I'll sit next to you,
across from Themistocles, so you and I can play out our fantasies.
Either one is fine with me - which do you prefer? We'll leave the
cum until we reach a hotel room. What do you say?
Anyways, Bill, I should go, and was serious when I mentioned
contemplating a play!
Look forward to sucking, fucking, and tasting you! (And
talking with you, too.)
Please excuse the writing - I'm a little too excited to watch
for grammar.
Bye for now,
Elvira
P.S. Have a good New Year.
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