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Dear Johnny,

I’m writing to you to let you know how much I enjoyed my visit and to thank you for such a lovely time. You were just as I expected . . .

He greeted me with a warm ‘hello’ and a sensual smile as if we had known each other for years. He was dressed casually in khaki shorts and a white T-shirt stretched by his broad square shoulders barely covering the rounded muscles of his chest. I was ushered in and shown to the living room where wine chilled next to a pair of Waterford crystal glasses. Talking to him came easy, as easy as it had been on-line.

. . . Lunch was delicious. I can imagine your panic when the maid called in sick and you were left to prepare the meal alone. Even the chocolate truffle was done to perfection. . .

A timer buzzed in another room. He stood and beckoned me to follow him into the kitchen. The large bay window in the breakfast room caught my attention. The view was incredible. Little spot gardens and stone walkways covered the entire yard and all the flowers had begun to bloom. I couldn’t wait to get a closer look.

‘Voila!’ Johnny cheered, announcing lunch was ready. I turned and lunch was spread out on the table beautifully arranged like a garden itself. Johnny pulled out my chair and bade me to be seated. The Caesar salad was crisp and covered with an Italian dressing. Sunflower seeds sprinkled like freckles and a single cherry tomato topped it off. I dug in savagely. Johnny chose to start with tomato. He dropped it whole into his mouth taking a bite and squirting it across the table. We laughed when I tried to do the same but couldn’t. The tomato basil pizza was the best I’d ever eaten, seasoned just right and finished off with a light grating of fresh parmesan. By the time I made it through dessert I was stuffed.

. . . I was especially taken by the tour of the lawn. What a beautiful job you’ve done. I’m glad I finally took you up on your offer and decided to visit. The pictures you sent were lovely but nothing like walking in its midst. I was immediately taken by your contagious excitement and passion in your work . . .

With the sun yet high in the sky, we strolled the lawn, hand in hand. He explained every little statuette with details of where it came from and how he’d obtained it. The fountains were built from parts of old ones. I moved closer to him until my hip rubbed his thigh. He spoke of the water falls, the plants, and the fish but I heard very little. I watched his lips. I had to concentrate to keep from reaching up and touching them. I wondered how they would feel, how they would taste. The sprinkling of the fountains was hypnotic. The tinkling seemed to be chanting romantic verse, only the heart could perceive. The rose’s intoxicating fragrance caused lightheadedness, and I became jealous at the thought that he may have seduced his wife here, in this mini Eden. He took my arm and led me to the lawn swing but before I could sit down he pulled me to him gazing deep into my eyes. His eyes were as deep dark chocolate, hypnotizing. I wondered if they could read my mind. I could stare back. His face moved closer to mine and he hesitated. I closed my eyes, anticipating. His lips brushed across mine then settled with a gentle firmness. His tongue softly parted my lips and I obliged.

. . . and could not seem to get my fill of it. Sorry if my inattention to the details offended you, I was distracted altogether by your elusive charm.

My heart skipped as we sat. Johnny continued to reflect on his work, gesturing lively, but I was oblivious. I recognized his cologne, CK’s Obsession. I inhaled his scent deeply. So captivated by his presence, my thoughts had no part of rusting windmill blades and concrete monkeys. I placed my fingers on his lips and traced. His voice stilled. When I had completely circled his succulent lips, he took my finger into his mouth and bit it. I yelped, then giggled. Long strong arms embraced me and I cuddled closer. Intent hands caressed my back and wandered to the zipper of my white linen sundress. I was startled back to reality. His eyes caught mine. I gave a half nod, granting permission, and he continued. The garment slowly fell from my shoulders allowing the sun to warm my bare skin. With a single motion he deftly unhooked the latch between my breasts and freed them. He whisked the hindrance back and cupped one swell in his palm and covered the other with his scalding mouth. My breathy gasp drew a wide grin to his face. My body tingled. I shrugged and my bra and dress fell to my seat. He held me with his eyes and I felt a little embarrassed. I tried to cross my arms in front of me but he caught my hands and insisted I lie back.

The sun shone bright in my eyes forcing me to closed them. It tickled as Johnny fumbled to unbuckle my sandals and I giggled. I raised to my elbows as I twitched to help free them but he directed me to lie back once more and, again, I complied. My eyes closed again, I sensed him exploring his way past my knees. His hands were warm to my delicate skin and smooth as they maneuvered their way upwards. I felt his touch against soft cotton fabric. Up and down fingers rubbed, poking, then rubbing again. I shivered. They found their way inside and my body tensed, my knees jumped together and I gasped. I couldn’t relax as Johnny urged. My whole body was taut and my pulse quickened. While I squirmed, Johnny managed to ease my panties away. He stood and hung them on the swing chain like a flag of surrender.

Johnny began to undress, never taking his eyes off of mine. I lay on the swing as he left me. One leg thrown over the back of the swing, one foot touching the soft grass below. My body was completely bare except for my dress, wadded around my waist.

Suddenly self conscious, I realized my position and closed my legs. He caught them and pulled me to him wrapping my legs around him. I gripped the seat of the swing and he entered me with a single thrust. I moaned and he grunted as he plunged in again and again, gripping my buns firmly and pulling me closer and closer, driving deeper and deeper to my very core. Pulsating began in my womb and worked its way to my breasts and down to my toes. I began to tremble. Just as I was reaching for release, he withdrew, raised my hips, and slowly inserted his steel member into my anus with smooth, deep and deliberate intention. I screamed. Orgasm instantly consumed me. I continued to yell as Johnny pounded and plunged and finally poured his hot juice deep inside. He held me there tight. I relaxed. He pulled himself from me and I collapsed against the swing trying to catch my breath. He too, fell to the swing and threw back his head with a growl.

. . . To be there with you was breathtaking.

With all my love, Carol

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(Of course, everyone here is over 18. He was 22. I was 21. So, it’s okay to talk about sex. He agreed to share these letters we saved with you.) * Dear Boyfriend, Don’t think because I don’t use your name that I’m recycling this letter. I have only one boyfriend, you, and I know your name. I said it in your ear last night, just before I bit your earlobe when you made me come. Thank you, BTW. Also, I think it was a good idea that we adopted the rule that we thank each other when we give...

4 years ago
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Dear Diary Entry 5 Paying Daughters Fee Not With Money

Dear Diary, Hello again. This is Reena. The mom. Hope your tummy is being filled enough with my family’s regular entries. At first, I had to force my daughters to write down their sex stories. They were not interested at all in the beginning. My elder baby Sindhu was shy to even think about the idea. Now, the tables have turned. They are more than willing to update each and every experience they have had. I couldn’t be more proud. Prakash was so happy seeing his daughters making their foray...

1 year ago
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Dear Mandy

Note: The following is a letter to my dear friend Amanda after a night I spent with her boyfriend Jake. Jake recently confessed to Amanda that he enjoyed when she dominated the sexual aspect of their relationship. He encouraged her to experiment in light bondage and role reversal. Now, Mandy is a sweetheart and tried her best to be accommodating, but confided in me that she felt somewhat uncomfortable trying to be a dominatrix, even if she did enjoy the control that she now exerted in the...

2 years ago
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Dear Husband

Hello dear husband, she said, never looking back. Could you come over here and take that down from the shelf for me? She pointed to a bottle of bleach on a high shelf. It wasn’t his fault that George had just gone out to the hardware store, telling Jim, his teenage helper from down the street, that he’d be back in an hour, maybe two. Why don’t you straighten up the workbench in the basement? He’d told the boy. So Jim went down to the basement and as he passed the door to the laundry room, Cindy...

1 year ago
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Dear Cum Captain Quentin Stocking

This morning I popped down to Pret a Manger to meet up with my good friend Albert Einstein for a slice of red velvet cake with a vanilla butter-icing topping and a medium cappuccino on the side. "Albert Einstein," I hear you say in a somewhat incredulous tone. Yes, Albert Einstein! THE Albert Einstein. I gave you all a perfect opportunity to invite me out for a yummy little Pret-fest back in Dr Flappyduck, but did any of you offer? Did you fuck, so it's just me and Albie yet again for our...

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3 years ago
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Dear Diary

March 15 A disturbing development — my son has started staring at my breasts and sometimes "accidentally" touches them. He asks me questions that show he knows very little about female anatomy. I believe ignorance about sexuality can lead to major problems in life, so I got an illustrated book about the human body, and we sat down together with it. The book made me realize I didn't know all that much myself, but more than him at least. My problem is that now he wants me to show him. I point...

4 years ago
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Dear Prudence

"Cut and print it," the booming voice of the Director carried across the sound stage. The four actors on the set, a depiction of a typical mid-American household, froze in place. They had been at it for over an hour now, trying to finish a scene that seemed plagued by one glitch after another. The Director paused for a moment more, then said to their relief, "Okay people, that's a wrap for today." "Thank God," Brooke Hudson said to herself, thankful to get out from under the hot...

2 years ago
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Dear World

As the curtains drew back they reveled the big white screen. Darcy squirmed in her seat a little. She hated the seats at the theatre just as much as she hated the previews. Although they did give her plenty of time to reflect on everything that her mind was still trying to process. This week had been really hard on her fragile soul. Sitting on both sides of her was her really good friends. Voices in her head were constantly asking…do they know? The voices were very persistent and just...

2 years ago
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Dear Brother

DEAR BROTHER By GENEVA A young woman, Louise, is offered the chance by her rich brother to take revenge on a former seducer. She accepts and their scheme is successful, but she begins to have second thoughts. The background of this story is that of my three earlier stories 'Pretty Edith,' 'Plaything' and 'Remodelled', but written from the point of view of the character Louise. START I stared glumly at the road ahead as I turned onto the exit from the airport heading to the...

2 years ago
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Dear Diary4

I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary2

I know it has been a while since I have written you. I have to admit, I have missed you. all the secrets you and I share. You know so much, and yet I feel it is because I can confide in you that I push the limits of morality. To what end does this stop? Are you destined to find your way into the hands of those who would ruin me? Or perhaps I am to go on in this fashion forever, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. It really doesn't matter, does it? No matter the outcome, it is clear...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary Ch 01

The last time I remember having used or even seen my old diary was about four years ago, after my husband and I got married and found a new home. It was a new start for me, I did not feel the need to have to mark down every single event of my married life. I was on a path into a new territory, and I would remember everything. Every minute, day, and occurrence, every happy moment, probably every bad moment, too, everything would get imprinted in my memory. Or so I thought. Years went by and I...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary

12:45 PM Dear diary, its Austin again. Nothing new to report, except that I got stood up once again. Seems she had some important meeting that she had to attend. Her last words to me were, ‘Don’t wait up’. I guess it’s pretty obvious this is going to take all day and now my plans are wasted. It’s not so much the meeting as much as the timing. She knew I had this day planned. She didn’t know what I was planning, but she knew it was planned none-the-less. So here I am, writing to you once...

1 year ago
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Dear Diary 3 her

Dear Diary,Terri's parents arrived today, needing somewhere to stay on their way to their holidays. Bugger. Was hoping to have a nice night of passion with Colin. But we ended up going al fresco instead, and I'm sure someone was watching us. bloody certain of it. But I'm getting ahead of myself...Colin arrived, just as I was putting the kettle on. How he does it, I'll never know; it's like he's got radar for the kettle. I hugged him, gave him a peck, and filled him in on the situation.We dished...

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