[MF] A Love Letter [creampie][pregnant]

To my sweetest one,

I hope this letter finds you well. I lie in a trench with the sound of bombs off in the distance and the bullets whizzing by. The ground vibrates with every explosion that goes off and I feel the icy touch of the reaper encroaching ever so slowly. I should be afraid, but alas, I am not. Death may seem inevitable this day, but my strength and will drives me forward. Knowing this has put my mind at ease. I have not yet given up and hope to return to your loving arms someday. Yes, it is this thought that drives me and I swear, I will persevere in this fight.

I remember our last night together like it was yesterday. I had difficulty sleeping knowing that night could be the last night spent with you in my short and fragile life, thrown into a fight that I wanted nothing to do with and did not believe in.

I was lying on my back, eyes closed, with your cheek laying upon my bare chest. You had said you wanted to feel every last heartbeat you could and I obliged. My fingers ran through your long red hair as my mind and heart raced. Your every exhale was felt on my neck. I wanted to sleep, but you had other ideas.

I remember you running your fingertips lightly caressing my clavicle down my side, passing under the blanket down to my crotch. I was soft to your touch at first, but you placed your thumb on the topside of my cock and ran the fingertip of your index finger up and down the bottom side of my shaft. Slowly at first, but your pace increased the harder I got until I began to throb in your hand. It was at this point that you started your finger tips just under my head causing me to twitch with every caress until a strong pulsation drove a drop of precum up my shaft and out the tip. You lifted the blanket and pushed it down while turning your head to meet my erection. You could see the liquid glisten in the dim light as you continued flicking your fingertip over my frenulum. My muscles contracting with every touch. I could almost hear my sperm scream for release, but you wouldn’t allow this. Not yet.

As my pulsations increase in frequency, I could feel the precum streaming from me, wetting the length of the topside of my shaft. You watched the clear fluid run down me until it became a stream forming a pool on my stomach. Your fingertips collected my precum and you wet your hand with it. My cock jumped as you grasped it in your wet hand and began stroking me slowly. The pulsations quicken as did your pace until you were relentlessly stroking me off. It did not take long for me to feel my balls being pulled close to me as I could almost, once more hear them screaming for release. At the same time, I felt my cock clench tighter and tighter until I knew just one more stroke would set it off. That’s when you released me, causing the steady steam of precum to once again form a pool on my belly. Your tongue lapped it up like a thirsty animal until you changed your position. You pulled my legs apart and situated yourself between them, watching attentively as your thumb caressed the underside of my shaft, collecting fluid from my tip and again running it back down. I opened my eyes and lifted my head, running my gaze from your perfect, curvy ass, down your back until we locked eyes. Without breaking our stare, you grasped my cock and pulled the head toward you and I see a devious smile form across your lips. I could feel you run the tongue from my tight balls, up my shaft, flicking against the tip a few times. I felt a surge of electricity in our stare as I watch you take me into your mouth and your eager mouth descended upon me. Without breaking contact, I watch you bob up and down over me. Our eyes still locked until finally, you close them and sink down drawing me deep into your throat.I could feel it tighten from time to time as you would swallow. Again, my cock clinched in your mouth, drawing tighter and tighter, the tickle of my precum as it ascends the shaft into your mouth and I give in to my release. You, however, would not allow it. You lifted your lips from my cock and squeezed the tip of my dick tightly, which caused me to drop from the inevitable plateau. The silent scream of my testicles cried it agony and frustration. Instead of finishing me off, you crawled up the bed and turned around so you were lying on your back with your legs spread wide, but bent at the knees.

I turned my head toward you, until our eyes met once more and you mouthed the words, “my turn”. I came to you, allowing our lips to touch and our tongues to dance. I ran my hands down your body, I felt your goosebumps as if I were reading braille. My fingertip entered inside you followed by a second finger, then pushed them deep inside you. I remember vividly how soaked you were. I could feel your walls pulsate gently matching your every heartbeat. I removed my fingers from you and ran them up your body that left a visible trail of wetness until they reached your engorged breasts, the veins almost as prominent as your pregnant, round belly. My hand held your breast, giving it a little squeeze, working my way up until my fingers were at either side of your nipple. I gave it a squeeze until your milk ran forth. Even after my hand left you, milk ran like sap from a tree. I took your breast into my mouth, drawing your nipple in and sucked hard, your milk flooded in. I remember how sweet you tasted as I swallowed.

I moved between your legs and took you in. The lips of your pussy were dark, and contrasted against your alabaster skin. I rested my palms against you as I ran my thumbs up and down your outer lips, massaging you for a bit before pulling them apart. I could your juice trickle down you like the juice from a ripe fruit. My tongue ran up and down, drinking you in before finally bringing my lips around your throbbing clit. I remember holding back a giggle when I brought my eyes up to meet yours, but our gaze was obscured by your shapely belly. I licked and suck, sucked at licked at your clit until I saw your fists clinch against the blanket below you. “I’m going to cum,” came as a whimper from your lips as I felt a single, hard twitch of your clip from between my lips. This is where I pulled away. I regret this in hindsight, but at that moment, I sadistically felt that this was the reciprocation you had asked for. I know wish I felt your orgasmic contractions against my mouth and drank the flood of your juices.

I stood on the floor at the edge of the bed and pulled at your legs, sliding you down the length of the bed until your knees were at my sides. I took my cock in hand and ran the head up and down your slit, moistening the crown. I pushed my thumb down at the base giving me the perfect angle. The head of my cock held just inside you. I could see your clit gently twitching, calling…no, begging to be penetrated. My pelvis slowly pushed forward and watched my cock slowly disappear into you until it sat at its base. I sat here for the slightest moment until you repeated the words “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” as if reciting some type of incantation.

My hands grasped your thighs and I watched our intersect. My cock reappearing and disappearing back into you, slowly at first. Your wetness left a visible coating along the length of my cock, clear at first, but as we continued, the clear juice became thick and cloudy. As the volume of your moans increased, so did the pace of my thrusts. The room filled with the slapping sound of wet skin on skin contact. Your moans turned to screams as I felt my cock drive hard against your cervix. In and out, in and out, the intensity increased. I brought my eyes up to meet yours again, but as they traced your body upward, I saw a stream of white flowing from your nipples as your breasts swayed with every thrust. My cock tensed with the added visual stimulation on top of the physical sensations of your moist walls gliding over my cock. With a strong contraction, I felt myself release my precum inside you adding to the wetness adding to the slipperiness already in place. Finally, our eyes locked sending a jolt of electricity between us. As if some type of trigger, I felt your the walls of your pussy clinch around me, slowly at first which caused me to buck harder into you, like a ravenous animal until you could no longer hold back. Biting your lip, you wrapped your legs around me pulling me deep and holding me in place. A lingering moan pass your lips as I felt your thighs shaking at my hips. The walls of your pussy clinched, squeeze and milked my cock as you came until I had lost complete control. I grasped your hips in hand as I drove myself deep inside you one last time as the pulsations of my cock became hard contractions. As my cock twitched, I felt my cum flood into you. The contractions of your pussy meeting the pulsation of my cock coaxing every last drop from me.

As I slid out, I pulled my cum with me causing a stream of our wet togetherness from your swollen pussy. After cleaning ourselves up, I pulled myself up behind you, spooning you, making as much skin on skin contact as possible. It was here when I was finally put at ease as I whispered, “I love you”. You responded, “I know,” and we fell asleep together for what maybe our last time together and I hope to God that someday, in the not too far distant future, I can hold you and our child in my arms, give you both a kiss you both and promise to never leave you again for the rest of my life.

Love,

Michael

I found this letter while cleaning out the bedroom and I’m surprised you had kept it. Even though you’re no longer here, I still feel that love for you, even in my old age. I miss you so much and can’t wait until we are together again somewhere in the ether.

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