This is an extract of an actual email correspondence I’m having with a colleague at the moment. We recently realized there is ‘something’ between us but we are both taken.
“Hi xxxx I’m really glad you enjoyed my last email. Whether or not we will ever have an hour to spend together remains to be seen. I want it. You want it. But two wants do not make a certainty. We need a third want. And that is the ‘want’ of the universe.
But I want us to start preparing for it. We have a lot to do.
Firstly, this weekend I want you to do something for me. I want you to find an hour or so where you will not be disturbed. I want you to take all your clothes off and lie down. Make sure you are warm.
Then I want you to start gently touching and caressing your body. Take it slowly and try to focus on the pleasure you might be feeling if it was me stroking you. Make sure you palm and fingertips explore every part of your body, especially the sensual parts like the neck, the inner thighs, your hips, your belly button.
As your sensual awareness heightens I want you to start caressing your tits. Cup them in your hand and gently squeeze them. Imagine it’s me squeezing them. I want you to touch your nipples which by now will be super erect. I want you to playfully and lightly tap your nipples … while imagining that I’m standing over you and slapping your nipples with my rock hard cock.
Then I want you to slowly let your hand drop to your pussy. You are permitted to caress it at this point. Do this gently … and think me getting preparing to put my face so near your pussy that you can feel my breath on it.
I’m there now with you. There are no more barriers. There is no distance. It’s me and you and this sexual bomb which will soon explode.
Then I want you to start touching yourself like I described in my previous email. Touching and rubbing your clit. Every so often I want you to raise your finger as if you are offering me your fingers to lick all of your sweet pussy juice from. Then I want you start masturbating again, and again.
You will be getting madly excited by this point but don’t rush. Take it slow. I want you start to insert your fingers slowly and deeply into your pussy. Feel me there with you. Imagine I am preparing to penetrate you. My cock so ever near your pussy. Imagine that I have lost all composure and cannot contain my emotions and that I want t take you … furiously.
Take your fingers back out of your pussy. They should be ABSOLUTELY dropping wet by now because you are at the point of climax. In your imagination offer me your fingers. I will eagerly, passionately, desperately put them in my mouth and suck them dry.
Then put them back in your pussy and masturbate … until … you come … come hard … harder than you have ever come before. I will be there with you watching your beautiful back arch in wonderful, sensuous, mind-blowing pleasure.
Phew. Relax. Enjoy that moment.
Then take a tissue paper and wipe up all your sweet pussy juice, every single last drop. Then I want you to take the tissue paper, place it in a ziplock bag and bring it into work. We will arrange a suitable time for you to give me the bag. Then it will be my reward.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ethxb/mf_remembering_my_sexual_awakening_2
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