The Letter - Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Letter - Part 2

I twisted the letter in my hands. So this was it, Robert’s confession. I’d waited three months for this note, yet I clutched the white envelope in sweating hands, unsure what to do with it. Should I rip it open immediately or wait until Rob came home? Robert’s intention was for me to read it whilst he was out, the note could then be disregarded if the content proved disagreeable. That, however, made me uneasy. It seemed distrustful. Oh sod it! Why delay any longer? How bad could it be? Sliding my fingers along the seal I eagerly split open the envelope. Okay, Robert, what’s your secret… My own letter to Robert had altered the course of my marriage. The changes, however, were a vast improvement. My methods may have had been reckless, but my bitter rant had forced Robert and I to address our failures in the bedroom. The results, thank goodness, had been miraculous. Few men would have reacted proactively to the news that they were inadequate in bed but my dear husband accepted my criticism and actively sought to improve our sex life. I loved him for that. He was one in a million. Rob had treated me to a night to remember after reading my letter and the passion we shared continued to blossom. The pee-play he initiated became an integral part our sexual activities and sex went from being unbearably dull to fucking incredible! A marriage that had been on the verge of disintegrating was transformed into an honest and loving relationship with a sex life to die for! Let me tell you ...

... about one of my favourite nights. Two weeks after reading my letter, Rob arrived home from work armed with wine, takeaway and the most enormous erection tenting in his trousers. “There’s something I want to try sweetheart,” he smirked. “I’ve been thinking about it all day.” Not five minutes later a trail of hastily discarded clothing led up to the bathroom where the pair of us, stripped naked, excitedly positioned ourselves in our bathtub. Rob nestled close behind me whilst I bent double, ass in the air, hands grasping the bath taps for purchase. His rock solid penis pressed against my moist slit whilst his fingers gently parted my labia to allow penetration. A sharp gasp escaped my throat as his full length slid smoothly inside me with one firm push. I locked my arms as Rob began to thrust, fucking me with long, slow strokes. His ample cock stretched my tight hole whilst his hands groped my breasts, fondling my sensitive nipples to amplifying the sensations smouldering in my loins. My mind whirled; I had a good idea what Rob would do once he’d ejaculated and the thought made me hotter than hell. My cunt swelled with surging blood and the tingling of an approaching orgasm simmered, waiting to boil. Rob increased his pace. His balls slapped against my ass and soft squelching sounds emanated from my cunt as my juices flowed. Stiffening, he thrust hard and grunted out his climax. He deposited his load deep inside me, the hot stickiness seeping out as he continued to thrust. Now, ...