The Letter Series

by D.A. Ignatius

A note from BitBard: DA Ignatius predates the public archives by several years so my bibliography is incomplete and spotty. While searching the web on the author's email address I found a set of four "letters" from the same email address. They're not really stories, but they are unique and original and fun to read and so are included here for completeness. No copy of these works exists on the archives. These letters were originally published seperately but were joined to form this document.

Letter I

The moonlight filters through the thin drapes into our room. We continue to slowly dance around the dimly light room. As we turn and spin, I lean Heavily against you and push you onto the bed. I take you and kiss your lips. I move to your chin and down to your neck. I continue to kiss your neck on the side and move towards the back making my way towards your hairline. I trace the bottom of your hairline with my wet tongue until I reach the tip of your ear. I then move to the top of your ear and kiss and gently suck on the edge. I slowly follow the ridge of your ear down to your earlobe. I nibble on your earlobe and suck where it meets your neck again. I then run my tongue to the backside of your ear to where it meets the neck. While I listen to you moan with desire, I suck and lick the small hollow which forms there. I re-wet my tongue and run it roughly up the back of your ear along the crevice where your ear meets your neck.

You try to gain control of me and kiss my neck. However, I manage to flip you over again and continue to kiss your neck. I move down the front and trace your collar bone with my tongue. As I move your shirt back on one side so that I can reach more of the clavicle, you continue to moan and squirm. This just excites me all the more and makes me more passionate. I move down to your shirt and unbutton the first button - all the while trailing with my kisses. I then unbutton another and another. By now, I can access a large portion of your chest and I am just crawling all over you. I am also running my hands wildly up and down your side, your chest, your legs, and across your hips.

I can stand it no more and I rip open the rest of the buttons and tear off your shirt. I run my hands all across your chest and your arms and shoulders. I dive down once more with my mouth. I aim for your belly button and dart my tongue in and out of it. I run my hands all over your inner thighs and up towards your stiff and drooling penis. I move from your belly button to your pants. I rub my mouth over your hardened line and press my lips against you. You are groaning and panting and I am going mad with desire. I reach for the top of your pants and rip them off - taking your socks with them. I am now at the end of the bed looking up at you and see your precum seeping through your underwear. I want to go down on you now but try to wait. I start at your feet and kiss and touch and lick my way up to your knees. As I reach you knees, I veer inward. I reach the soft, sensitive skin of your inner thighs. You are twiching and jumping and I am dripping through my clothes. I kiss and suck my way slowly up the inside of your thighs while I lead the way with my hands. I rub your legs at the sensitive line of your underwear. I feel my body pulsating and I reach up and run my hands all over your groin. I move up suddenly and start to kiss your thick, hard shaft through your underwear. You are now so erect that the head is peaking out of the top and I move up and quickly dart my tongue over it. I pull your underwear back and thrust my mouth down on your manhood. You gasp and I moan. I swiftly remove you from your captivity.

I hold you in my hand as I climb up and mount one of you legs. I can feel you pulsate in my hand. Once again I run my tongue over the head and along the shaft. I run my tongue up and done and all around the head. I taste more precum being secreted and I vigorously suck on your penis trying to draw more ambrosia out. I continue to suck while I move my head up and down so that I move up and down your shaft. As I am doing this I am grinding madly into your leg getting more and more excited. I move back up to the head of your penis and pull the skin down some. I thrust the tip of my tongue into the center of this ungodly delightful object. I run it around and around the inside of the hole.

I run my hands all around your body - wherever I can reach. I rub your legs, your stomach, your balls. I gasp as I am charged with a surge of excitment. It is becoming very difficult to concentrate on you because I am getting so excited. I remove my mouth and pump you with my hand while I sit up and grind even more on your leg. We are groaning and gasping and panting quite rapidly now. I notice your level of excitement and dive back down on you. I hold the base of your shaft with my hand because you are starting to thrust involuntarily now. This is a good sign since I realize that I am about to come. I continue to suck on you even harder and harder. I feel your body tensing and then you release. This pushes me over the edge and I scream and suck and grind as we both orgasm together. I suck on you till you can take no more and I sit up press hard on your leg and continue to shudder as my orgasm subsides.

After this I remove my drenched clothing and we lie in each others arms and kiss affectionately. After a while we slip into a peaceful slumber.

Letter II

No Sex in this one either. Well, maybe..

This is a letter I wrote a couple years to my first lover. And yes, I did lose my virginity the next night! The names have been changed to protect the guilty...

I'm always looking for critiques (even flames!!) so feel free to write to me at jash@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu... I have no problem with people e-mailing my stuff around, as long as my name remains with it.

And for those of you who suffer under the delusion that women engineers can't possibly be sensual...

Andrew. My lover. I'm writing this on the day before our date. If you are reading this, it would mean that Friday night went really well and I can tell you how I'm feeling tonight...

I once told you I don't blush. I guess I was wrong because I'm doing it now. Its not easy for my to tell people what I'm feeling. That opens up a part of me that can be VERY easily hurt.. That's why I only share myself with people I truly trust... Even then, I have been betrayed more times than I care to think about. If I've frustrated you into the past by not responding the way you would have liked me too... you now know the reason why.

Its Andrew that I'm writing to. Not Andy, my roommates' friend. Not Drew, my special friend, but you, the man I made love to last night... How can I describe what I felt when you told me what you wanted to do to me last night on the phone... I couldn't say a word in return, not even show what I was feeling because of the various people in the room. How could I let you know what I was seeing in my mind as you were seducing me on the phone. You and me, alone in your room, both fully dressed because we know we'll have the rest of the night to enjoy...

Your hands are sliding up and down my sleeves. You're looking into my eyes, but I can't tell what you're thinking or wanting. I've never been able to tell from your voice or even from your eyes.. It confuses me a lot because I'm never sure if you mean what you're saying.. But I'm taking a chance now.

I put my arms around your neck and pull you to me for a long, slow wet kiss. You pull me close and I snuggle up because I just love to feel your whole body flush against mine. Your hands are running all over me now. feeling me through my clothes. My lips are on your neck, dropping soft, light kisses.. My mind isn't on that however, because I intend to drive you crazy with passion before the night is over. My fingers move to the first button on your shirt. It slips out of its hole easily. I want to tear the damn thing off you but I have to be patient because I want this to last forever..

You undo the first button on my shirt, taking your time and breathing into my ear. You KNOW exactely what that does to me and you're enjoying every little move I'm making...

Then Kathy walks into the room. "Do you mind if I use your computer now, Anne?" I came back to earth with a crash. You've stopped talking on the other end. "Sure, Kath.", I say, trying to look like we're talking about anything but what we are.. She leaves. I turn back to the phone. "So, Andy. Keep talking." And you do. Hard thing to believe is that I can continue where we left off.

You're telling me that you wish that your hands are rubbing up and down my arms. Thats what the Andrew in my mind is doing. You're saying that you're hands are coming up to cup my breasts. Thats what you're doing. You tell me that my nipples are hardening in your palms. They are. Suddenly with all my being, I wish that you were here with me, because I'm getting turned on and you don't even know it. My breathing is faster and my stomach muscles are just clenching and unclenching. Its a scary but wildly exciting feeling. To calm myself, I start rubbing my leg against the couch, just the way I would be rubbing it against yours if you were with me.

You're telling me that your hand is going down over my pelvis and into my pubic hair. If I could have talked, I would have told you that I was getting moist.. But I just kept silent. You're parting my legs, just a little. I gulp. Then you widen them a little more. Oh God! I feel so open. Self-preservation says that I close them NOW! But of course, I don't. You tell me that your fingers are sliding along my lips. I can almost feel them. Then your fingers dip into me. I stiffle a moan and cast an anxious look at Jen. Guilt suddenly overwhelms me because she looks so stern and I'm suddenly positive that she knows what we're doing.. But i don't want you to stop...

Oh God! Somebody's just asked me a question about saving a file. I'm surprised I sound so normal because I can tell you that I'm getting aroused just writing this..

..But i don't want you to stop... What i WANT is to have you in me NOW. To feel myself stretch to fit you. I want to be able to cry out because I feel so full of you. I want to know what it feels like when you start moving in and out of me. I think I'm going to go insane because I know I can't do that with you. I think I should stop now. I feel so drained. I don't think there's enough strength in me to continue. All I know is that if things go the way I hope, you'll be reading this soon. Good-night lover.

Letter III

To all of those who are wondering what's happened to the writer of the DarkNites series.. I'm still around. Some what. I've taken some time out from writing erotica to get drunk on Spring.. Romance, life, Romance.

Here's something I sent to a special guy (accidently sending it to myself in the process. Hmmm, I think that maybe God was trying to tell me that I should post this..). Hope you like it!

I'm always looking for critiques (even flames!!) so feel free to write to me at jash@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu... I have no problem with people e-mailing my stuff around, as long as my name remains with it.

From: KUHUB::JASH "Still Waters..." 31-MAR-1993 13:32:56.40
To: HE_WHO_SHALL_REMAIN_ANONYMOUS
CC:
Subj: Moonlight and Gershwin..

Warm under the covers while its cold outside... Hot cocoa and marshmellows.. Lying on the warm grass with the sun on my face.. Swinging in a hammock in the shade besides Potter's Lake.. you.

Staying in bed till 2 pm.... No homework....The feeling after I've eaten a lot and am relaxing on my couch....Full body massage.. soaking in a hot bath with a glass of cold wine... wearing silk.. Lying in someone's arms listening to Yanni long after everyone has gone to bed... you.

Sticking my hand out of the window to feel the rain.... kissing someone in the rain... sitting on Campanile hill listening to the carillion... seeing how far I can kick the water in a puddle.. watching lightning at night... jade silk and black lace... spring... you.

Letter IV

From: KUHUB::JASH "Still Waters.." 29-NOV-1992 15:41:51.38
To: HE_WHO_SHALL_REMAIN_ANONYMOUS
CC:
Subj: How's your thigh doing? (wicked grin..)

To the sweet sound of hard drives krrr-ing, Anne takes her first gulp of Coke Classic in 3 months, and staggers around as the caffeine/sugar rush hits her.

"Ohhhh God! Better than sex!"

Meanwhile in a totally different Galaxy, the High Priestess Kathia of the Temple of the Four Crazed Goddesses is bending over her victim, The Great Rocker of Ventura Datum. (After he was lured and then ambushed by the Four Priestesses of the F. C. Goddesses.)

Her Mystical Honour, Grand Priestess Kathia:

AHA! I have you now! Totally helpless and in my POW-WA.

His totally testosteroness, The Great Rocker of Ventura Datum:

Vile Voman.. I mean, Woman!

Know you that pain means nothing to me!

It just makes me madder and more determine to kill you!

(H.T.T.T.G.Rocker of V.D strains his awe-inspiring muscles to break the bonds around his wrists. Unfortunately, the bonds are made from the entrails of the GAK (an incredibly stubborn animal in life, and even more so in death..) which simply tighten with every flex of his wrists..)

H.M.H.G.P Kathia (in a much lower voice..):

Don't fight me too long, Oh Great Rocker.
(Her hand slides slowly down to caress the Great Pole)
There is so much pleasure waiting for the two of us, before this
planet blows up in little smithereens.
(Nails scratch slowly across his bare thighs..)

H.T.T.T.G Rocker:

Forget it, Bitch!
A little harder.
Never wilt I give in to thy loathsome demands!
I am the pride of my world, our finest specimen of manhood.
Ohhhhhh yeeeeessssss!

Never... never will I soil ... <gasp>
my physical perfection with...
aaaaahhhhh...
thy soft, rounded, unholy form..
uh uh uhhhhh...

YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW!!