A letter arrived today with a French postmark. It was from my cousin Ella, I thought I would just repeat it exactly as she wrote it.
Dearest Claire. Oh, where to begin? First thank you for being so sweet to me, and not treating me as my family deserve. You would have had every right to give me a really hard time so I never wanted to come back, but instead, well, you opened my eyes to so many things. We agreed we would write to each other in a sexy way, and that too is something I really want to get into doing. I hope you don't mind, but I want to talk dirty in this letter. If you do mind, maybe you should stop reading now? I have never let another girl touch me until our night. I've never let ANYONE touch me, only myself. Sometimes, at school, I hear another girl masturbating at night and I ache to go over to her. Oh Claire, there are nights when all six of us are masturbating together. You should hear the little moans and sighs, and the scents! Wow, our little dorm smells of cunt the next morning! But you were my first. I don't think I'm lesbian though, not fully, anyway. I touch myself dreaming about cocks sometimes. I want to be fucked, and I want to suck a boy and have him do it in my mouth. What do you think about that? Sometimes, dear Claire, I think about a boy fucking me, but not in my cunt, if you know what I mean. Anyway, on our second night here, I couldn't stand it any more, I was so horny. I went to bed early. When I took my clothes off, my underwear was very wet and stained, just the way you like it. But I didn't take them off. I remembered something you had said about liking to do it while still wearing panties, so I lay down and thought of you. I thought of the way you touched me and kissed me, and kissed my cunt.....there....I'm getting better at this....and I like it. I also remembered how you felt when you pushed my fingers right up inside you! To think, I could feel like that too! I have all those little ridges inside me! Anyway, I started to rub my clit, thinking about you, and I felt myself,getting even wetter. Then I pulled my panties aside and pushed a finger inside me a little way. It doe feel sexy wearing panties, doesn't it? I imagined me squirting into your mouth and you swallowing me. That was the most erotic thing in the world, especially because it could have been my pee. Then Claire, something wonderful happened. My finger slipped right inside me! There was a moments pain, like a little needle, but there wasn't any blood. Then I found I could fit two fingers in me. So I finger fucked myself, the way you taught me to do to you. I lay there, legs apart like a whore, panties aside, fingers deep in my cunt and I found a littlle pad just on the front wall that feels different. Pressing it made me feel like I wanted to pee....I'm guessing I found my G spot. They really DO exist, huh? Anyway, I kept on rubbing my clit and pressing on that little spot, and I remembered kissing your quim as you call it, and you cumming, you squirted into my mouth too. I don't think I told you at the time, but you did, AND I swallowed it. Like you, I really didn't care if it was girl cum or piss! Isn't that strange? Anyway, as I remembered that, I had the most glorious orgasm. I felt like a total fucking whore. So, right now, as I write this, I'm masturbating again. This time, I have a towel on my chair, and I'm wearing the same dirty panties. They haven't even dried out yet. I want your cunt again, Claire. I want to lick you, suck you, fuck younwith my tongue. I want to feel you sitting on my tummy with your lovely wet cunt. I would LOVE you to piss all over me and make me yours. I'm fingering myself. I'm thinking of you fucking me. Will you fuck me? Fuck my wet cunt the way I need it? Fuck my ass too....maybe fuck both my holes. I want to be your whore....your slut.....ohhhh Oh Claire! I've just had the biggest orgasm of my fucking life, baby! Do you remember when you told me you sometimes wet your panties on purpose? Well, I have just done that. I put my towel on the floor and squatted over it and let just a few drops go. Even squatting like that, knowing what one is about to do feels erotic, doesn't it? Anyway, sealed in the bag are the panties I used. I hope you enjoy them, and of course, I would love to have some of yours with a really dirty letter too, but I think sending me a bulky letter is too risky at least here or home. My mum would likely open it. Hmmm....maybe email me? As for the panties, if you agree to send me any, maybe wait until I'm back at school. Yes, that's safer. Bye for now. We are going out today, and I'm going with no panties on! Love Ella!
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