Through My Letterbox
Through My Letterbox - Coming out in support for the luscious members of our wonderful postal service!
an erotic daydream as told to jemimaheart
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This sun-bright morning, I wake in a state of total excitement - I know I am going to see you today!
I wave the kids off to school - see you later dudes! - and kiss my partner as she rushes, late again, out of the door - bye honey!
Only us home workers here now - and I've got just an hour to get myself ready for you!
Back to our bedroom and I open the dresser drawer containing the wife's lingerie. I make my selection from the soft satiny garments, mindful not to disrupt their carefully-folded order. Busy, busy now, to get myself thoroughly clean and dressed. My heart beats ten-to-the-dozen with anticipation..
I dress quickly, lowering the strappy blush-pink babydoll over my head before slipping into the tiny pink panties and pulling the lustrous white hold-ups up round my thighs. A short visit to my secret naughty toybox then it's a final squirt of perfume, courtesy of my other half, and then all haste downstairs to the small entrance hall to the house.
The front door is made of teak-stained wood comprising four inset panels, the top two filled with obscure glass in a decorative leaf pattern. Directly beneath these lies the wide brass letterbox sporting an internal flap, edged with black nylon brushing, to help prevent draughts.
A glance in the hall mirror at my provocative reflection brings sends a frisson of danger running through me that makes me feel quite giddy. The lacy semi-transparent babydoll cups and presents the gentle curves of my dad-boobs perfectly, the delicate twin straps rendering my smooth uncovered shoulders girly and vulnerable. But most of all, below the hem of the shortie nightdress, the pale globes of my bare bottom are temptingly presented for all to admire.
Facing the letterbox, I kneel on the coir doormat. The coarse texture prickles my legs through their sheer nylon covering but I know I must suffer to get near to you. I spread my legs wide apart and cross my wrists behind my back like an obedient sissy should. I stare intently at the door, waiting for a sign of your arrival.
Even though I know the door glass is semi-transparent, I feel extremely on display. My little clittie seems to like it though and twitches in my panties. I am wearing them back-to-front allowing the open crotch to lewdly display the handle of the large buttplug wedged right up inside me. Whenever you decide I have pleasured you enough, you will pull it out and instantly gain access to my ready and open pussy. My inner muscles clench around the large girth of the invader, enjoying the sensuous itch of being properly stretched. You haven't given me permission to touch myself so I just wriggle my exposed white bumcheeks a bit and let out a little sissy sigh.
I hear your approach before you come into view. Your familiar red van drives up the road and parks opposite my driveway. My stomach flips in erotic anticipation, knowing that the long wait is over.
Peering closely through the patterned glass I see you open your door and get out. It may be slightly blurry but I can easily recognise the outline of your awesome six-foot-plus frame. You are so big - what will it be like when you lie on top of me? Even if I struggled very hard I would be completely helpless, spread out beneath the formidable weight of your body. And when your powerful arms scooped my legs up back above my head and trapped them over your muscular shoulders, there would be no way I could stop you ravishing me senseless..
It's another warm day, so with your red uniform top you're wearing those tight grey-coloured shorts I love so much. Your butt is incredible - pert, chunky and very, very manly. When you are lying between my open legs I know I will have to stretch really wide to get my heels to rest on those magnificent buttocks.
You come up the garden path and stop, mere inches away from me, on the other side of the door. Feeling almost sick with excitement, I look up and admire the silver-black of your hair, long on top but shaved at the sides, and your dreamy dark moustache and beard. Dragging my gaze further down, however, your crotch is exactly level with my eyeline.. Through the etched outline of leaves, I marvel once more at the prominent bulge in your shorts. One day you will watch me rub my cheek all over that bulge before I pull down your zipper with my teeth. My greedy tongue will lick and taste the damp pre-cum on your underwear before eagerly exploring the divine contours of the engorged shaft beneath.
Gently you raise the outer lid of my letterbox and slowly start to probe inside. The edge of your package protrudes through the slit between the brush linings and I am ready.
I had saucily addressed the envelope to 'An Available Sissy Bottom' - did you happen to read it, I wonder? Now I open my mouth wide for you, tongue running around moist and hungry lips. I will take whatever my man gives me, gladly, in the hope of making him happy.
Meeting resistance, you start to push with more effort. The dense black brush does not yield easily and needs more force. Your grunt of effort makes my cock stiffen in my miniscule panties. I hear you breathing heavily and my pussy grips the buttplug for dear life, forcing a low quaking moan of pleasure out of me. So dangerous! Imagine what could happen if you heard me!
Unfortunately the package is caught tight. It seems to be a thickly packed Jiffy bag that the sender might have known would be difficult to handle.. The corner peeks cheekily at me through the uncompromising, wiry covering.
Strong and masterful, you are everything I need, my love. With a muttered curse, you shove the envelope harder, forcing both my slit and the inner letterbox lid wide open. It almost hits my nose as it goes up, I am that near.
I feel my arousal mounting uncontrollably and my sissy hips begin to jerk of their own accord. My erect clittie swells and pokes up out of the tiny g-string, the sleek fabric of the babydoll growing damp where it caresses the tip. I push my chest forward, presenting my titties, my silky-covered nipples hard and ready for you. The thin straps of the pink nightie pull across my shoulders, making me swoon with awareness of my total submission to you.
I can feel it coming..
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I remember last month when you first knocked on the door of my heart. You literally took my breath away when you first rang my doorbell. Unsuspectingly I opened the door and saw you, in those wonderful close-fitting grey shorts, bending over to pick up a dropped letter.
"Hi," you beamed at me, straightening up, "just need to sign for this."
At my height, all I could see was the impressive width of your chest. Looking up into your face, I was lost. Your mischievous blue eyes and generous smile instantly blew me away and I knew then that I wanted to be yours - wanted you to be the first man ever to possess me, and perhaps do a few other things as well!
Your eyebrows. My fingers would trace the shape of your unruly eyebrows and stroke the beautiful contours of your beard. You would whisper how much you had wanted me before taking my head in your hands for our first kiss. Your moustache would tickle while your firm tongue sought entrance between my welcoming lips.
A stealthy glance down to your generously hairy thighs sent me reeling with lewd, illicit thoughts and I literally felt my mouth watering. It might well be that a copious package such as yours would turn out to be too much for me to handle, but I knew I would definitely try my very best.
You proffered the electronic pad and I managed to scribble illegibly on it. My thumb grazed your fingers as I took the envelope from you and I swear, beneath my camo shorts, my pussy tightened and actually quivered, already responding to your touch.
After that I was a wreck. Over and over I imagined opening the door to you, all flushed and excited in my lacy lingerie.
Trembling, I look up at you with big hopeful eyes, "Please fuck me, you beautiful man," I beg adorably, causing you to immediately rush across the threshold and grab me assertively round the waist. Your bulk towers over me in the small room and instinctively I raise my hands, placing the palms against the massive span of your chest. I can feel the firm stiffness of your enormous rod pressing hard against my own erect six inches and you look down at me with a wide, no-nonsense grin. I know we are both thinking how far up inside me you will be going to go. Shivering a little, I feel your hands slide round and down over the back of my panties to capture the voluptuous firmness of my buttocks in your firm grasp. I gasp, giving a little jump when you kick the door shut behind you and raise my mouth to yours..
I knew you wouldn't fancy me in everyday life - just your typical medium-build, shaved head, goatee-bearded older guy - so I would reinvent myself as a seductive and receptive lover devoted to your every need. I shaved my body smooth for you (the wife didn't even notice) lingering over the curvy dad-boobs and plump white arse that I had gained over the last decade. I ensured that I was always nice and clean inside for whatever you would demand of me. I would satisfy you in pretty feminine undies and submit to your lust with butt plugs, nipple clamps, restraints and dildos bought from the internet. And as a delicious bonus, each time you brought me a naughty new parcel, I would get to worship you up close, all over again!
You were never out of my fantasies: I caressed my nipples, spanked my bumcheeks red for your delight, enthusiastically practiced sucking my dildo and bounced desperately on my buttplug for you. You dominated my dreams: one day I would submissively offer my virgin rosebud to fuck and gratefully allow you to own me - there was simply no alternative!
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Oh yes, the moment I've been waiting for..
A final growl of triumph sends your fingers thrusting deep inside my slit and the envelope drops free. Deftly I lean my neck forward and receive it firmly in my mouth. Hard as a rock in my pink panties I accept your delivery between willing lips. Feverishly I lick the spot where your grip has dented the cardboard and taste spice. Will your commanding fingers taste like this when they enter my mouth for me to suck? I will do my best to get them all wet and ready before you slide them into my yearning and open entrance.
Above my head, the inner flap slams loudly shut. Unable to stop myself overbalancing, my shoulder bounces off the door and I fall sideways, with my hands trapped behind me, landing hard onto my bare bum. The buttplug rams up hard into me, sending wild shocks running through my aching insides. Between my wide-open legs my defenceless clittie suddenly explodes and the dampened gag of the Jiffy bag stifles my cries as my cream spurts out helplessly all over my tummy.
Perhaps you can hear me crying out and are even now peering through the glass to see me spread out across the mat, red-faced, breathless and covered in sticky cum? It could be that you enjoy picturing my soft, untried mouth around your cock. Perhaps the idea of breaking me in and making me moan with your thick pole appeals to you. All I know is that in a heartbeat I will be your willing and thankful bottom slut, slave to every desire of my delectable, hunky sex-god postman. The image is too, too exciting and I writhe around deliriously on the prickly doormat in my nightie, leaking pearly sperm everywhere, completely abandoned to pure sensation.
Today I received the gift of your service with my mouth. Another package will come tomorrow and I will dress up to tease in my sexy black bra and suspender set. I will bend right over in front of my unlocked door for you and surrender my bottom up for your delectation. Maybe you will glimpse me through the dim glass and like what you see.
All you have to do is come inside, my darling. You can always rely on me to proudly support all those luscious members of our marvellous postal service!
an erotic daydream as told to jemimaheart
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This sun-bright morning, I wake in a state of total excitement - I know I am going to see you today!
I wave the kids off to school - see you later dudes! - and kiss my partner as she rushes, late again, out of the door - bye honey!
Only us home workers here now - and I've got just an hour to get myself ready for you!
Back to our bedroom and I open the dresser drawer containing the wife's lingerie. I make my selection from the soft satiny garments, mindful not to disrupt their carefully-folded order. Busy, busy now, to get myself thoroughly clean and dressed. My heart beats ten-to-the-dozen with anticipation..
I dress quickly, lowering the strappy blush-pink babydoll over my head before slipping into the tiny pink panties and pulling the lustrous white hold-ups up round my thighs. A short visit to my secret naughty toybox then it's a final squirt of perfume, courtesy of my other half, and then all haste downstairs to the small entrance hall to the house.
The front door is made of teak-stained wood comprising four inset panels, the top two filled with obscure glass in a decorative leaf pattern. Directly beneath these lies the wide brass letterbox sporting an internal flap, edged with black nylon brushing, to help prevent draughts.
A glance in the hall mirror at my provocative reflection brings sends a frisson of danger running through me that makes me feel quite giddy. The lacy semi-transparent babydoll cups and presents the gentle curves of my dad-boobs perfectly, the delicate twin straps rendering my smooth uncovered shoulders girly and vulnerable. But most of all, below the hem of the shortie nightdress, the pale globes of my bare bottom are temptingly presented for all to admire.
Facing the letterbox, I kneel on the coir doormat. The coarse texture prickles my legs through their sheer nylon covering but I know I must suffer to get near to you. I spread my legs wide apart and cross my wrists behind my back like an obedient sissy should. I stare intently at the door, waiting for a sign of your arrival.
Even though I know the door glass is semi-transparent, I feel extremely on display. My little clittie seems to like it though and twitches in my panties. I am wearing them back-to-front allowing the open crotch to lewdly display the handle of the large buttplug wedged right up inside me. Whenever you decide I have pleasured you enough, you will pull it out and instantly gain access to my ready and open pussy. My inner muscles clench around the large girth of the invader, enjoying the sensuous itch of being properly stretched. You haven't given me permission to touch myself so I just wriggle my exposed white bumcheeks a bit and let out a little sissy sigh.
I hear your approach before you come into view. Your familiar red van drives up the road and parks opposite my driveway. My stomach flips in erotic anticipation, knowing that the long wait is over.
Peering closely through the patterned glass I see you open your door and get out. It may be slightly blurry but I can easily recognise the outline of your awesome six-foot-plus frame. You are so big - what will it be like when you lie on top of me? Even if I struggled very hard I would be completely helpless, spread out beneath the formidable weight of your body. And when your powerful arms scooped my legs up back above my head and trapped them over your muscular shoulders, there would be no way I could stop you ravishing me senseless..
It's another warm day, so with your red uniform top you're wearing those tight grey-coloured shorts I love so much. Your butt is incredible - pert, chunky and very, very manly. When you are lying between my open legs I know I will have to stretch really wide to get my heels to rest on those magnificent buttocks.
You come up the garden path and stop, mere inches away from me, on the other side of the door. Feeling almost sick with excitement, I look up and admire the silver-black of your hair, long on top but shaved at the sides, and your dreamy dark moustache and beard. Dragging my gaze further down, however, your crotch is exactly level with my eyeline.. Through the etched outline of leaves, I marvel once more at the prominent bulge in your shorts. One day you will watch me rub my cheek all over that bulge before I pull down your zipper with my teeth. My greedy tongue will lick and taste the damp pre-cum on your underwear before eagerly exploring the divine contours of the engorged shaft beneath.
Gently you raise the outer lid of my letterbox and slowly start to probe inside. The edge of your package protrudes through the slit between the brush linings and I am ready.
I had saucily addressed the envelope to 'An Available Sissy Bottom' - did you happen to read it, I wonder? Now I open my mouth wide for you, tongue running around moist and hungry lips. I will take whatever my man gives me, gladly, in the hope of making him happy.
Meeting resistance, you start to push with more effort. The dense black brush does not yield easily and needs more force. Your grunt of effort makes my cock stiffen in my miniscule panties. I hear you breathing heavily and my pussy grips the buttplug for dear life, forcing a low quaking moan of pleasure out of me. So dangerous! Imagine what could happen if you heard me!
Unfortunately the package is caught tight. It seems to be a thickly packed Jiffy bag that the sender might have known would be difficult to handle.. The corner peeks cheekily at me through the uncompromising, wiry covering.
Strong and masterful, you are everything I need, my love. With a muttered curse, you shove the envelope harder, forcing both my slit and the inner letterbox lid wide open. It almost hits my nose as it goes up, I am that near.
I feel my arousal mounting uncontrollably and my sissy hips begin to jerk of their own accord. My erect clittie swells and pokes up out of the tiny g-string, the sleek fabric of the babydoll growing damp where it caresses the tip. I push my chest forward, presenting my titties, my silky-covered nipples hard and ready for you. The thin straps of the pink nightie pull across my shoulders, making me swoon with awareness of my total submission to you.
I can feel it coming..
+++
I remember last month when you first knocked on the door of my heart. You literally took my breath away when you first rang my doorbell. Unsuspectingly I opened the door and saw you, in those wonderful close-fitting grey shorts, bending over to pick up a dropped letter.
"Hi," you beamed at me, straightening up, "just need to sign for this."
At my height, all I could see was the impressive width of your chest. Looking up into your face, I was lost. Your mischievous blue eyes and generous smile instantly blew me away and I knew then that I wanted to be yours - wanted you to be the first man ever to possess me, and perhaps do a few other things as well!
Your eyebrows. My fingers would trace the shape of your unruly eyebrows and stroke the beautiful contours of your beard. You would whisper how much you had wanted me before taking my head in your hands for our first kiss. Your moustache would tickle while your firm tongue sought entrance between my welcoming lips.
A stealthy glance down to your generously hairy thighs sent me reeling with lewd, illicit thoughts and I literally felt my mouth watering. It might well be that a copious package such as yours would turn out to be too much for me to handle, but I knew I would definitely try my very best.
You proffered the electronic pad and I managed to scribble illegibly on it. My thumb grazed your fingers as I took the envelope from you and I swear, beneath my camo shorts, my pussy tightened and actually quivered, already responding to your touch.
After that I was a wreck. Over and over I imagined opening the door to you, all flushed and excited in my lacy lingerie.
Trembling, I look up at you with big hopeful eyes, "Please fuck me, you beautiful man," I beg adorably, causing you to immediately rush across the threshold and grab me assertively round the waist. Your bulk towers over me in the small room and instinctively I raise my hands, placing the palms against the massive span of your chest. I can feel the firm stiffness of your enormous rod pressing hard against my own erect six inches and you look down at me with a wide, no-nonsense grin. I know we are both thinking how far up inside me you will be going to go. Shivering a little, I feel your hands slide round and down over the back of my panties to capture the voluptuous firmness of my buttocks in your firm grasp. I gasp, giving a little jump when you kick the door shut behind you and raise my mouth to yours..
I knew you wouldn't fancy me in everyday life - just your typical medium-build, shaved head, goatee-bearded older guy - so I would reinvent myself as a seductive and receptive lover devoted to your every need. I shaved my body smooth for you (the wife didn't even notice) lingering over the curvy dad-boobs and plump white arse that I had gained over the last decade. I ensured that I was always nice and clean inside for whatever you would demand of me. I would satisfy you in pretty feminine undies and submit to your lust with butt plugs, nipple clamps, restraints and dildos bought from the internet. And as a delicious bonus, each time you brought me a naughty new parcel, I would get to worship you up close, all over again!
You were never out of my fantasies: I caressed my nipples, spanked my bumcheeks red for your delight, enthusiastically practiced sucking my dildo and bounced desperately on my buttplug for you. You dominated my dreams: one day I would submissively offer my virgin rosebud to fuck and gratefully allow you to own me - there was simply no alternative!
+++
Oh yes, the moment I've been waiting for..
A final growl of triumph sends your fingers thrusting deep inside my slit and the envelope drops free. Deftly I lean my neck forward and receive it firmly in my mouth. Hard as a rock in my pink panties I accept your delivery between willing lips. Feverishly I lick the spot where your grip has dented the cardboard and taste spice. Will your commanding fingers taste like this when they enter my mouth for me to suck? I will do my best to get them all wet and ready before you slide them into my yearning and open entrance.
Above my head, the inner flap slams loudly shut. Unable to stop myself overbalancing, my shoulder bounces off the door and I fall sideways, with my hands trapped behind me, landing hard onto my bare bum. The buttplug rams up hard into me, sending wild shocks running through my aching insides. Between my wide-open legs my defenceless clittie suddenly explodes and the dampened gag of the Jiffy bag stifles my cries as my cream spurts out helplessly all over my tummy.
Perhaps you can hear me crying out and are even now peering through the glass to see me spread out across the mat, red-faced, breathless and covered in sticky cum? It could be that you enjoy picturing my soft, untried mouth around your cock. Perhaps the idea of breaking me in and making me moan with your thick pole appeals to you. All I know is that in a heartbeat I will be your willing and thankful bottom slut, slave to every desire of my delectable, hunky sex-god postman. The image is too, too exciting and I writhe around deliriously on the prickly doormat in my nightie, leaking pearly sperm everywhere, completely abandoned to pure sensation.
Today I received the gift of your service with my mouth. Another package will come tomorrow and I will dress up to tease in my sexy black bra and suspender set. I will bend right over in front of my unlocked door for you and surrender my bottom up for your delectation. Maybe you will glimpse me through the dim glass and like what you see.
All you have to do is come inside, my darling. You can always rely on me to proudly support all those luscious members of our marvellous postal service!
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