Divine Gift: A Husband's Sweet Desire

I am so in love with my dear sweet husband; what a special gift God has bestowed upon me. Scriptures say wives are gifts from the Lord; yet I am the one gifted to have my man!

I am in tears writing this note, tears of joy and thanksgiving for the beauty, intimacy, trust and yes, passionate heat of marital sex. No, I am not a Cindy Crawford or Scarlet Johansen; yet my man adores me! He loves me for who I am. I praise God for how he wired men and different differently. I love how my curves and softness compliment by husband’s hardness and toughness.

He has sweet brown eyes and a cute smile. A medium physique with outstanding legs (he is a runner). I love watching him walk across the room in shorts and marveling at the definition of his thighs and calves. Narrow hips and just the right amount of hair (everywhere). He has a tight firm cute little ass despite being over 6 feet tall and over 200 pounds. Yet he is very gentle and delicate with me, his delicate little flower. (except when he is fucking my brains out!)

Did I mention his beautiful cock? What a tool my man has. His head is cut very nicely and I love to suck on it like my personal lolli and feel it against my mouth, down my throat and of course, nestled inside my tight inviting pussy. Not that size matters, he is around 7 inches and knows how to use it. He can pound me like a horny sailor and ravish me like a whore; or he can go slow and steady letting me ride his thick manhood through orgasm after orgasm before he finally shoots his cream. He shaves his balls but not his cock. I love how his nutz feel and taste inside my mouth and when they slap against my bear ass as we fuck. And the sound of us mating like animals is so erotic—our hot flash slapping together with our juices combining; looking into the mirrors and seeing us entwined, joined by our mutual hairy crotches, connected the way God intended.

I am so blessed; just the sight of me doing a simple task as changing into jammies or changing my blouse turns him on. He loves my titties! I love to show them to him and let him knead them for me. Not to mention how he manipulates my nipples with his mouth and expert fingers. My man can plays with my titties as long as he wants—as long as he lets me cum while he is doing it! I wish my ass was smaller yet he adores it. “The bigger the cushion the better the pushin” he likes to remind me. I am his and he is mine.

I love when we are alone together and I walk around the house in the nude. His eyes watching me really makes me moist and feel special. The sway of my breasts, while heavy and hurting my back and neck at times, is well worth it. I especially enjoy surprising him while he is on the couch reading or watching TV. I try to time it so I play with my pussy in the other room making it nice and moist, then I walk up naked behind him and brush my glistening fluffy bush right in his face. Or I brush his stubble with my muff and keep walking so he can watch my ass shake as I walk to the kitchen. Sometimes I will face the TV standing nude and bend over with my back to him pretending to look for a dropped contact lense so he can admire the neatly trimmed forest between my legs.

It’s such an honor that he has changed my body with his organ. His big dick has exploded countless times inside me over the years and gifted us with 2 children. I adore the power his seed had inside of me to bring about so many changes to my body, and to create new life inside my womb. I cherish whenever he releases into me.

Sometimes during our hot fuck sessions after I have climaxed numerous times and he is near explosion, I am torn between him shooting into my twat or shooting all over my lips or down my throat. His hot cream tastes so good at times I beg him to “feed me.” I love feeling it shoot into my mouth, the ropy milky strands mixed with my saliva; then swallowing it down. I taste him for hours afterward. Yes, I am his little cocksucker and very proud of it.

As he enters me and sticks his finger into my anus, I about lose it. His weight on top of me; his manhood stretching me and his balls smacking my ass, his mouth on mine and ours hands grasped together at the same time with my legs wrapped around his waist—I feel so warm and safe, so connected and protected. I am giving myself fully to my man and he is giving himself fully to his bride. What a spectacular gift.

Thank you for being my dear and sexy husband K; I love you forever…

Kay & K.

Now, let's rewrite this letter into a series of explicit text messages between the couple.

Message 1: "Thinking about last night... your hands felt so good on my body. Can't wait to feel you inside me again."

Message 2: "Just caught you staring at me while I was changing. You're always turning me on, even when I'm just getting ready."

Message 3: "Remember how you told me you loved my curves? You were right, they're so damn perfect for you."

Message 4: "I miss your touch so much. The way you caress my breasts, my nipples... It drives me wild."

Message 5: "I had a crazy dream about you last night. You were all over me, and I wasn't complaining one bit."

Message 6: "Can't wait for tonight. Let's lose ourselves in each other's bodies, just like we always do."

Message 7: "You know how much I love the feeling of your cock against my pussy. It sends shivers down my spine."

Message 8: "Just thinking about how good it feels when you use that big tool of yours to pleasure me. You're a magnificent beast."

Message 9: "You're so dominant and yet so gentle. I love every part of you, especially your hairy crotch."

Message 10: "Forever yours, baby. Always and forever."

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