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My Dearest Isabella

Antonio Angelo

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Copyright 2011





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My Dearest Isabella,

It is January 15th of 1825 as I write this; our last year apart is coming to an end. I just read the letter you wrote in October, I cannot believe it arrived so fast. I trust you will keep this letter in the strictest of confidence as if it were to be seen by anyone other than you it would truly cause a scandal we could not bear.

I have come to learn the demands of your father were for the best for both of us. Had he allowed us to marry, before I was prepared to provide for you, our lives would be very difficult indeed? I have heeded his advice, and though it has been painful to be apart, I have built a home and prepared the fields that will provide for us the rest of our lives.

I have been working with a half breed Blackfoot named Sam Lee who has a farm close to our land. All summer Sam and I traded off working on his place and ours. Through the fall I have been sealing the inside of our home and on Christmas day I finished the table that we will converse and eat around until we are old and grey. I am confident we will have many wonderful meals and quickly surround the table with children conceived in passion and raised in love.

Speaking of passion, there is something remarkable I must share with you. I hesitate to put this on paper but I am compelled to share this, as I wish to make you my wife and I will not keep any secrets especially one as wonderful as this from you my love.

I felt your spirit strongly in your last letter and I made an incredible connection that you must experience with me. I feel that spiritually I am no longer a virgin after the events that occurred just last night. Fear not, I have not touched another woman, it was you with whom I made love and it was such a fantastic and freeing experience I felt compelled to send my spirit back through this letter and touch you in the way you have touched me.

As I read your letter I noticed a smudge over my name. I realized that the smudge was caused by a tear, waves of sorrow echoed through my heart to know you wept as you wrote this letter speaking of your love. I felt the loneliness in your words and that is understandable as I have been away for two whole years. The smudge across my name emphasized the sacrifice we have made and I began to well up with grief for all the time we had lost being so far apart.

I leaned my head onto my arm and a single tear fell from my eye. This tear landed precisely where yours had fallen months before and I realized for that moment we shared the exact same space in the universe, yet we are a thousand miles and months of journey apart. Your arm had rested exactly as mine and your tear had fallen precisely where mine followed, the moisture from my tear wet yours once again. My tear became yours, together our fluids pooled upon the paper and I suddenly felt compelled to wipe the tear from the page as if it were running down your cheek. My finger touched the single drop that was now two and I felt your warmth as if for a moment your beautiful sorrow filled face was before me.

I took a quill and I began to trace each word of your letter whispering them aloud as my hand traced your movement from months before. I began to hear your voice and I felt your spirit in the room with me. I sensed that you have grown in the past two years into a beautiful woman even more beautiful than the girl I left behind so long ago.

Your spirit than began to speak to me, in an alluring whisper it spoke of your loneliness and inquired if I had missed you as much as you were missing me. I confess to weeping, as I had missed you more than a man who has gone blind misses the sun. The essence before me had your eyes of heavenly green and your cheeks were fresh with blush. I longed to reach out and touch this spirit knowing in my heart that it was you. Your soul then asked if I could feel love from a thousand miles away, my heart pounded and my face flushed, my breath leapt from my body as if I were lifting a horse.

In a love so strong there is no modesty, your spirit stood naked and glorious before my eyes. I looked away to preserve your honor but my eyes returned unable to believe such a beauty existed. The firmness of your breasts enticed; the pinkness of your nipples aroused me. I have never gazed upon a woman nude, but I could describe every detail of your body as I have seen it in spirit form, the essence had your scent as sure as the day and when you approached I surrendered myself as I knew it must be you. Your spirit sat upon my lap and overcome with passion I took your unclothed breast into my mouth.

Surely I have gone mad I thought as my tongue danced around the ethereal flesh, my mouth watering as your nipple thickened and bobbed between my teeth and tongue. I took a deep breath and inhaled the essence of your body. I smelled the lilac of your perfume on the air; surely it must have been a little you left on the letter I thought, But my tongue tasted flesh as real as when we kissed on your father's porch the day I departed. Your spirit had mass, not as heavy as a person, but I felt your presence on my being, your weight on my legs. Your airy lips whispered in my ear that my spirit could visit you in the same way and I begged your soul to reveal the secret.

The spirit whispered to me "True love, the love that I have for you and the love that you have for me makes us one in the world beyond the physical. Your essence is not confined by distance or space or what is considered real." She then told me that when my spirit was upon you your hands would become my mouth. She said if I doubted this to run my own fingers along my neck. As I did my fingers began to tingle and melt away, soon your lips and tongue took their place. Shivers of ecstasy replaced my wonder and disbelief.

Isabella, I want you to experience what I felt, trace these words with an inkless quill and let my spirit enter you, abandon your doubt for a few moments and together we shall make sweet love for the very first time from a thousand miles away. I am not ashamed to say, you brought me to complete satisfaction, let me do the same for you. My love I ask that you lock your door and lie upon your bed, leave your clothes on the floor, I want my soul to take in all of your beauty.

Please do not be afraid when you look upon me naked in spirit form. You may not recognize me at first as my body has grown strong with the work on our home. The muscles in my chest and the tightness of my belly are no longer like those of a mere boy. As I have swung axe and felled trees my arms have swelled with honest work. I long to caress you and have your soft hands dig into the girth in my shoulders. As I carried those trees back to create our home my legs have also grown strong. My thighs are thick and powerful and I can carry an eight foot section of tree trunk a quarter mile. My calves have also swelled under the labors necessary to build a home. You will be proud to be my wife.

I feel you are curious about my manliness that which is not spoke about in polite company. As you lay back in your bed I ask that you put your hand on your belly just above your hip. If you squeeze gently you will feel the girth which is me. I know this must be strange to you, but through my spirit I am within you. Squeeze me gently my love and I shall well up inside and you shall know me as a wife knows her husband.

My lips are in the tip of your right thumb and my tongue is in your finger tips. I beg you to bring my lips to yours and let me taste your flesh. Run your thumb along your bottom lip as I long to kiss you as you deserve to be kissed.

Isabella my sweet Isabella let me taste behind your ear as I kiss down your neck. Let me savor this moment of togetherness as I breathe in your scent. Please, I must place a tender kiss upon your breast let my tongue swirl a bit feeling the plumpness and the joy. My lips long to go between your breasts as my ear nuzzles to listen to the strength of your heart.

I love the scent of you my Isabella, my tongue savors your taste, let my tongue run down to your belly and take in all of your pleasure. Isabella within your left hand lies that which makes me a man, it longs to be close to you. Please let me slide myself up your thigh, you can still feel the girth by squeezing your belly with your right hand but your left hand is where the tip of my pleasure resides. I run that which swells through the hair between your legs not penetrating you yet, just making acquaintance. Lay back and feel it course back and forth across your being. I want you to know me completely so I drag it up and over your navel I tingle with your touch.

Feel my tip as it teases your nipple squeeze my girth in your other hand. That is me you sense in your nostrils my scent is upon your breath my taste is on your tongue. Dear Isabella before I can please you, you must fully arouse my desire. Squeeze gently upon your belly and feel my flesh in your hand, take your left hand and put me in your mouth. Your finger is my tip can you feel it with your tongue? Swirl your tongue around me until you feel it nice and aroused. That is it sweet Isabella you are awakening my passion, feel me swell in your mouth. Now bring me out and enjoy the sensation of my being as I slide down your body, I can feel your desire for me to enter you but it is not yet time.

My mouth has become your hand and I must moisten my lips upon yours. Open your mouth and wet my tongue so I can touch your soul. Bring your saliva to your hand, let spittle run on your chin, taste me as I taste you. My love, my darling, let me whisper how much I enjoy your taste, your scent, the sweetness of your skin, I love the way you breathe and laugh and feel, you are everything and I cherish the way you move beneath me.

It is important that your fingers remain wet so taste them one more time and then bring them to your middle. My tongue knows the way to your pleasure let it explore between your silent lips. Your clitoris excites me as I run my tongue deeply inside you. I feel your lips swelling and the bud of your womanhood beginning to engorge. Stay with me darling, keep rubbing as I enjoy your taste. Go down lower and let me push my tongue deep inside. I feel your moisture, I taste the warm wet recesses of your being, let my tongue push past your inhibitions, breathe with me, feel my heartbeat, guide me to pleasures door, this is our time together guide me to the pace that breaks down ecstasy's well guarded gate. I want your pleasure for myself as my pleasure longs for you.

My spirit can feel you Isabella you are so beautiful. I want you to taste what I taste. I want you to know what it is I crave more than anything. Take your right hand full of your nectar and bring it to your mouth. This is the taste I live for; I taste it through you now. My spirit is within your tongue and your essence excites me. Feel all that is my manliness through your hand and allow it to pleasure you. It is time for us to come together like man and wife, like the great lovers we are. Your whimpering excites me, your passion inflames me, I want to push myself deeper inside of you ,don’t let me go, hold me until you have felt the tremors of passion emerge from your loins and cover your body in a sea of happiness. Let me be the waves crashing upon your shore your pleasure is the key to mine.

Isabella let me whisper in your ear as we lay together in bliss.



Isabella sweet Isabella the lover of my soul

Isabella sweet Isabella whose love has no lull

Isabella you touch me from a thousand miles away

Isabella you complete me, the sun of my day

Isabella sweet Isabella the one that I adore

Isabella sweet Isabella until I am no more

Isabella our spirits will never part

Isabella our spirits share the same heart



With the first signs of spring I will set forth to claim you as my wife, so we can be together in flesh as we are in spirit,

With all my love,

Antonio



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