The purpose of the erotic love letter is to entice and seduce with your words, so get creative. Experts say the brain is the largest sex organ; the erotic love letter blazes a trail through that territory and sets the stage for later. Think of your letter as an intricate, written web you’re weaving around your lover. To be successful, be sure to speak from your heart or whatever other parts of your anatomy are inspired at the time.
Think sensual, as in activating all the senses. Use your words to transport your lover to the moments leading up to and during those rollicking moments. What does that all sound, feel, and look like? Get really descriptive and imaginative, letting your words paint pictures and act as mental foreplay.
Describe where you are and exactly what you plan on doing in intimate detail. This is a great place to introduce some details: What does the room look like? What colors do you see? What textures can you feel?
It’s a nice touch to end your letter with a suggestion of what’s to follow after your letter has been read, but that’s only one of many ways. Be sure to end your letter with the same drama in which you started, and sign off using your first initial instead of your signature. If you’re feeling especially ambitious, spray your letter with an essential oil or a dash of your favorite cologne and pop it into the mail box.
Trust me when I say that no text message is going to have the same effect. In fact, I think what you get in return might just turn you. !
A Erotic Love Passion of Desire
Last night I woke in beads of sweat after dreaming of us. In it we found ourselves in total abandon, writhing in passion. We were enjoying the hot summer day on the beach when suddenly a beautiful tropical rain started to pour. Your sundress got soaked while we struggled to stay sheltered under a palm tree. I then felt your lips teasing my earlobes as I gently tugged on the buttons of your dress. My heart started to pound. I swear it was louder than the thunder overhead.
I trailed kisses down the side of your neck and would stop slowly as I nibbled your skin, while my hands cupped your breasts. My thumb teased your nipple and You gasped as I felt this torment between your thighs. All you could do was surrender to this wanton longing to be one. You pressed my body closer to yours. I was thrilled that you felt exactly as I did.
There may have been a storm drowning your moans of pleasure, but the storm raging inside me was stronger! As I awoke, I knew I had to tell you how much I want you. I can’t wait until tomorrow, when I know my dream will pale in comparison to the fire that will consume us both.
This letter may come as a surprise to you, but I needed to tell you that, when we make love I feel our bodies performing like a true orchestra. Every sound and every movement are in tune and there is harmony in every gesture; everything is in place and I feel in harmony with the entire universe.
Our bodies are instruments of mutual pleasure. The seldom times I open my eyes, I have a glimpse of our shadows on the wall and it looks like a dance. Our movements are precise and our souls are so light, as we give ourselves to one another.
The sensation of fulfillment I experience when I am inside of you is unforgettable. The desire of having you more and more is beyond any explanation. I wish those movements never ended and that I remained forever in your body. But because those moments always come to a finish, there is no other option but to repeat them.
I want us to dance to this music. I want to feel that unshakable harmony that happens every time our skins touch. I want you forever and always. I need you, urgently!
Yours body and soul,