How To Write Fantasy Love Letters For Your Guy
Wednesday, Feb 4th 5:30pm
From The Heart Of Sin City
“I wanna f*ck you like an animal…” ~Nine Inch Nails
Hey there lover butt, so nice to see you again 
Have you ever written a love letter to your man? More specifically…laid out an entire fantasy for him in print?
It’s pretty sweet to get as a man. It really communicates the right things…
…openness and excitement…
…as sassy and adventurous attitude…
…and how hot you REALLY are deep inside.
With that being said – I wanted to share with you something that a friend of mine sent my way.
And yes, it’s a fantasy she had YEARS ago that she saved to this very day. Down and dirty.
Hopefully, this will give you some inspiration – and there’s a little surprise at the end waiting for ya
Take a look…
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We’re always in a cozy little cabin, it’s the beginning of autumn, and it is always imperative that there is a large, maplewood dresser across from the queen size bed, fully equipped with an immaculately preserved antique mirror.
We’ve exchanged our comfortable conversation, albeit not necessarily casual, settled into friendly mental and emotional proximity, drank enough spirits to heighten the awareness of our own, and pretended thoroughly to ignore the magnitude of the bow we had begun to untie on the belated gift that would become this evening.
But it has become, and I’m wearing that white dress you enjoy so much, modest to the knee, plunging and strained at the inproprietous neckline and that is exactly where your lazy eyes have fallen this evening as you sit against the headboard of the bed, fully clothed minus the obstruction of your shoes and socks, and I lie against you, just as lackadaisical in my demeanor, ego satisfied generously as I watch your gaze run down my neck, into the fullness of my breasts this evening.
I am fond of the location of the dresser, just opposite of the bed, as I have always had an affinity for watching and being watched. And for the time being, I am content to relish the tingle of your breath on the nape of my neck, your hands just so on my arms, the rise of your brow as my hips rotate in an attempt to slowly, methodically separate my smooth and shapely legs to begin a very deliberately and intimately planned night of passion.
I can’t tell, but I think you’re relieved that I have taken the role of ring leader this eve and I’m certain you are content to follow wherever it is–however it is–we are traveling together.
Just in case there is any question remaining as to whether my current position on the bed is just a state of comfort or a play to kick start and kindle a new brand of lust I delicately, almost daintily, pull the hem of my dress up my thigh to fully expose a white lace triangle of cloth, held into precise position by a slim highway of satin string. I know you see what I see and hope you stare as my fantasies are coming into play: the bulge of arousal, thin and sensual cloth pulled tightly against feminine hips and the plump outline of flesh that has already begun to tingle without a touch.
“Just touch me, kiss my neck, watch me…for a while. Enjoy me for a while,” I whisper to your reflection in the mirror as my hand slips down to sample the sensitive and slippery skin underneath.
You’re aware of the sensitivity of my neck, how I like being bitten there and have no qualms about being marked by you, as I have discarded any notions of belonging to any other man. I love that you know those spots, how to touch them, how to place your mouth against me and the way you use your hands without requiring they contact forbidden places.
I want to speed up my pace. I’m excited, I’m pulsating, and I can feel your arousal behind me. You’re holding my left hand tight and your right hand is moving my hair, stroking me. The way your eyes move from the green of mine in our living portrait in the dresser, down my body, up again…traveling and returning, lest you forget somehow…
I know you can smell me, feel my heat. I release your hand from mine and move down to where my fingers are probing and massaging hungry flesh and pull the crotch of my panties aside to reveal my nakedness to you…..
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Notice something?
ITS NOT DONE!
No. She specifically never finished it for her own reasons, and one of those reasons is having someone write the rest of the tune out for her.
So what do you say?
I propose a contest
Reply to this blog post with your OWN ending to this fantasy and I’ll have my panel of judges look it over and pick the best one.
And, the BEST one gets a FREE copy of my ebook “Dirty Dialogue: A Good Girl’s Guide To Being Bad” by this Friday, Feb 12th. That way you can use some of the instantly valuable nuggets of juicy dirty talk delight on your man this weekend.
What do ya say? I can’t wait to see what you come up with ;-P
Stay Dirty,
Devian Day
2 Responses to “How To Write Fantasy Love Letters For Your Guy”
CHARLENE
you remove my fingers from my wet throbbing pussy and replace it with your hard cock you thrust deep very deep inside of me and together we leave this world .
DAVID
as you bare your smooth shaved woman to me i slowly slide my hand down your body. lightly pressing my finger tips into your sides to let you know were im going. placing my palm on your pubic bone as i trace your outter lips with the tip of my finger. i spread your lips open to expose your clit. i begin to move up and down with the movement of your hips. you place your hand on top of mine and push my fingers towards your pussy. inserting a finger inside you. ahhhh, you are so wet! greedly placing my finger into my mouth to get a sample of what is in store for me later. you grab my hand and taste yourself. i feel myself precumming, for this is too much to handle. i just have to have you. looking into you beautiful eyes i slowly lower myself to kiss you. taking my tongue and running it along your lips. opening your mouth so we can enjoy the taste of each other. braking the kiss. i kiss your neck and sink my teeth into you. not so much to cause pain, but enough for presure. i continue lower and lower. taking one nipple at a time. kissing, licking, and lightly biting on them. i leave a trail of kisses as i go. grabbing your ankles i push your legs up as i nest between your legs. hovering above your clit i place my tongue and slowly start my descent down to your pussy all the way to your ass. then returning back to your clit. making sure that none of your sweet cum goes to waste. i hear that you loke this with your moans so i do it over and over again. i put your clit into my mouth and suck on it while i lick on it at the same time. i reinsert my finger inside you to work on your g-spot. by now i am more than ready to taste your necture. i have to have you inside me. your taste, your love; you running through my viens. whatever it takes to have your love in me. your hips move faster and faster. breathing gets deeper and more intence. i didnt think you could get any wetter? i begin to lap faster to catch every drop of your cum. i feel your pussy tighten up around my finger. your hands grabbing ahold of my head so hard. pulling me into your pussy to add to the pressure. exploding with plessure as you errupt into my mouth. i love you