Some time ago I encountered an ex-GF of mine from many years back. Her name is Julie.

We were both at the same swingers beach and we were both with other people. We only exchanged a few glances and a smile from a distance but, if there is something there, it will be there in the eyes. And I thought we both saw something.

I checked out her very tight, sculpted MILF body in a tiny bikini that few females of her age would dare to wear and I saw her eyes moving over my tanned, nicely muscled sexual athlete's body. I was wearing my very brief g-string thong which displays a perfect outline of my lovely cut cock. I could tell we both liked what we saw.

The following day I sent her the filthy email which has already featured in this blog.

Then, a few days later, I received the following reply:

Darling Michael,

I’m so glad you sent that email. It was sick and perverted and insulting to me as a woman, but I loved it because I know how sick and wicked and evil you are deep down. And it made my cunt so wet.

You are almost as sick and wicked and evil as I am. After we broke-up I mixed with Satanists for a while (one of them had a cock as dirty and seductive as yours) and I took a vow of dedication to evil… I left the Satanists but I have not broken my promise… My body is my temple and I would not ruin it by breeding, so I have proudly aborted all my babies. 

All but one that is… I had a live birth in an eastern European country in a special clinic. I was there with my GF (this was my exclusively lesbian period - period in more ways than one because we used to delight in drinking each other’s menstrual blood and watching each other shit with shameless delight). I wanted to give birth to demonstrate to my dyke lover that I was prepared to damage my perfect cunt so that she could see the reality of my passion.

I didn't want the baby and gave it up immediately for adoption. We then obtained a baby doll, of the type sometimes used to comfort breeders that have miscarried, which we tortured for our warped sexual pleasure. Then, as an act of mutual devotion and as a sacrifice to our lust for cunt, we killed the doll with our stiletto, strappy sandals. I loved pretending to feel the blood ooze around my perfectly pedicured toes. It was such a turn on to crush my maternal instinct like that. If we have a sexy encounter I’ll show you the video.

Just thinking about it has my ovaries are on fire because I am still a complete woman… I remain fertile…  As you do with that potent semen you make in your balls… I’d like to destroy another baby before my eggs finally run out and my life becomes like those led by your women: Miriam, albino and arrogant but inadequate deep down, she couldn’t keep you and she was devastated; and Lina, that little Italian cunt on two legs who is losing her body on her way to becoming a flabby Italian greaseball with cellulite thighs… And Thelma, a pathetic old woman trying to stay young and being laughed at when she shops for young fashion when she should be in a retirement home... A lover with false teeth... What a novelty... As you can see I have done my research…

I did it because you make me so wet… When I saw your beautiful cock in that g-string thong arrangement at the beach my cunt melted. I’ve never stopped thinking about your gorgeous, tanned body and superb cock… I love your cold blue eyes and cruel smile… You must have hurt a lot of women… That is so hot… I masturbate thinking about you… Do you still wank a lot… Do you still penetrate your own sexy anus as you wank? I do. I loved it when you wanked in front of my mother all those years ago… And then you and my father became lovers… And fighters consumed by sexual pride... The two sexiest men ever confronting each other with proud, stiff cocks was so hot… I loved watching.. I loved seeing both of you, my warriors, almost in tears but still fighting… And I loved seeing each of you draped with the other’s seed… And I licked both of you…

Let’s meet and let’s fuck. Then after that first frantic fuck let’s make love. Let’s merge into each other and explore our bodies as we did when we were in love. We might even strike another spark! And we might even decide to go to a certain clinic in eastern Europe.

Still wet for you, your ever adoring cunt,

Julie 

PS: I was surgically tightened after the baby and my dyke interlude. I'm told I'm as tight as a 16 year-old virgin now.