Lady Sarah's Letter

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Captain James Lawrence
Queens Own Fusiliers
Mombassa, India

To my dear Lady Sarah Olivia,

Last night I dreamt you were beside me as I slept in the tropical monsoon night at Mombassa, where we are presently stationed. In my dream, we spooned together, as we slept beneath a canopy bed, draped with mosquito netting. I held you close to me, and smelt you’re freshly washed hair from last night, as I woke from my sleep.

Your lustrous raven hair was before me as I caressed your flank, and you murmured in your sleep, and then turned to look at me, as we lay there. Your blue eyes opened fully, as I kissed you lightly on the lips, and the sensual touch of your lips, and tongue, inflamed my passion further. My fingers traced the length of your thigh, pausing at the gentle swell of your hips, before trailing down your leg again. The feather light touch of my fingers, as I touched your calf before teasing the skin on the inside of your knee as I teased your lips with mine, before breaking off the contact between our lips.

My mouth kissed a trail of delicate kisses along your jaw, before pausing, to gently suck on your neck, behind your ear. You shivered as I cupped a breast with my other hand, and your arousal could not be hidden, as your nipple and areolas, crinkled, and hardened beneath the touch of my fingers over your nightdress. My breath in your ear drove you to shake beneath me, as I continued to kiss you again, down your neck, gently sucking your ivory neck as you trembled even more beneath my touch.

Daringly, my other hand parted your trembling knees, and effortlessly, I lifted my hand up inside your nightdress, pushing it up even higher than I had ever dared to imagine before. Your soft delicate skin of your inner thigh, I felt for the first time, as you slowly allowed your knees to fall to the side, allowing me access to your fair sex. My fingers slowly pulled the ties at your neck, opening the nightdress, and baring the swell of your breasts to the blazing moonlight, that flooded the bedchamber.

My breathing quickened, as I glimpsed your breasts for the first time, and I felt awe as I kissed a trail down to the hollow of your collarbone, before kissing the skin of your firm white breasts. You sighed as I kissed you, and your hand cupped the back of my head, as my mouth sought the delicate inflaming passion, that was your swollen areolas, tipped with the most scarlet, yet hardened nipple. I teased it even further with my tongue, as you moaned, and I scarcely could believe it as my other hand touched the delicate skin, below your sex.

To my surprise, there was the touch of silky soft skin, all the way to the junction of your thighs, topped with a light feel of fine hair. I opened my eyes to find you looking back at me, and my hands reached down to the hem of your nightdress.

You lifted your hips, as I slipped the nightdress up even higher, till it was above your bottom, which you placed back onto the bed. Your arms were obligingly lifted above your head, as you sat up, and I lifted your nightdress over your head and outstretched arms, till it fell from my fingers, onto the bed.

The breath from my lungs was taken away as I saw you for the first time in the moonlight, your alabaster skin highlighted by the moonbeams that shone through the tall glass windows of our bedroom. Your breasts swelled and curved before my eyes, and I reached out to touch the gentle curve on the underside of your breasts, as my thumbs touched and teased your scarlet nipples, and you reached for my nightclothes, as I obligingly helped you to remove them, till we both sat there, looking at each others naked bodies, for the first time.

Gently, we reached for each other, as I lay back onto the bed and you sighed, as I lifted you up and placed you on my lap. I reached for your breasts, as they hung like alabaster fruit, as you wriggled on my lap, and my desire for you hardened. You felt my desire inflame and you wriggled a bit more, as I sat up, pulling you hard against me.

I leaned forward, and whispered into you ear, what I intended to do to you, and you shivered with anticipation, as I ran my hands gently down your sides, caressing your breasts momentarily before touching the soft skin of your stomach. My fingers traced a path, from your stomach, downwards till my fingers felt the soft hairs above the junction of your thighs. Gently my fingers parted the soft downy hair, till I could feel your nether lips beneath my fingers. I slid a finger down them for the first time as you gasped at my touch, on your womanhood.

You lifted your hips slightly, to allow me to explore you more intimately, as I felt your moisture beading on your lips, so I gently pushed my finger inside you, and I felt the walls tighten on my finger. Gently I kissed you, as whispered into your ear, as slowly you relaxed your grip on my finger, as I caressed your breasts with my spare hand.

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