A few years ago, my childhood bestie returned the below letter, penned by yours truly at the age of 13. I don’t remember being as sex-crazed as I obviously was, though I did engage in evening phone trysts with a boy in my 8th grade class by simply moaning into the receiver, hoping that he would do the same in return. He did – and I liked it.
The sad part is is that I knew nothing about sex – I just imagined it to be really, really hot and romantic and full of orgasms. I now know better, unfortunately. Perhaps I will take a “lova” who will fulfill my wildest fantasies, or at the very least, take me to dinner and offer to pay. Enjoy. xxx
February 21, 1998
I wrote you this letter to tell you that I am really happy that we’re best friends again. I missed not being friends with you a lot. You’re a really great person, Annie, and I hope we remain as close as we are for the rest of our lives, or however long we’re able to.
I majorly can not believe what an awesome convo we had last night, when we spent 2 hours on the phone together. That was like the best time or conversation that I’ve had in a long time. Ohhh my God!! I am like getting so majorly obsessed over Matt. He is sooo everything, just like Jake. Jake is so fine. His body is like the best. Cathy is sooo lucky.
Anyway back to Matt. His hands are like so strong, muscular, and best of all – big! I love the way that he smells, he smells sooo good! Ohhh my God, here I go again! I’d give anything just to be with him for just one night! I’d do anything with him, except sex because we’re way too young, plus an STD is definitely not what I need right now!!!
I can just picture it now…
Place: My house, preferably my steaming hot tub.
Who: Me, like 50 pounds lighter in a black string bikini. Ha. Yeah right!!!
Matt: Black thong. Either that or his birthday suit. Oh baby!!!
Anyway, there’s soft, sexy music playing in the background (preferably *BSB!)
The hot tub is so steamy and Matt’s in it, completely naked! Ahh!!! The lights are dimmed down to the point where it’s almost dark but you can still see Matt’s sexy…everything!
I walk into the room, hopefully looking half way decent in a black string bikini, carrying a single rose. I get into the hot tub and hand the rose to Matt. He starts to rub the rose down my chest and along my neckline. (Oh, by the way, at this point I’m on top of him in a straddled position!) I can feel his large, hard dick against me and it feels absolutely wonderful!
He slowly unties my bikini top and throws it to the floor beside the hot tub. His big muscular hands explore my breasts and I moan softly due to his perfect touch. We begin to kiss on the lips as he does this, and the taste of his sweet lips against mine is absolutely dreamy. He begins to move his hands around my waist and slowly down to between my legs. His strong fingers explore me down there too, as I lean back and moan loudly. Matt’s breathing really hard too, because he’s enjoying this sexual experience just as much as I am. I reach orgasm and I smile sweetly at Matt and kiss him gently on the lips.
We then get out of the hot tub and Matt wraps my body in one large towel along with his and kisses my neck. We then leave that room and go upstairs into the shower. We shower together for a long time because we still can’t keep our hands off each other.
We get out and Matt takes the courtesy of drying off my entire body with his tongue. I do the same to him, but stay in one particular area for a while, if you know what I mean.
We later make our way into my newly remodeled bedroom (exactly like yours!) where it smells like burning vanilla candles that have just been lit. We crawl under the covers and he wraps his strong arm around me. We fall asleep for a few hours, but I can’t sleep well, because I can’t believe how romantic the day and night had been with him.
When he wakes up, I feed him fresh chocolate-covered strawberries. He enjoys this too, but both of us would still like to be touched some more by each other. Since no one else is around at all, Matt and I venture outside to my swing. He gets on the swing first and I spider him (again). All of a sudden, there is a big gust of air and the swing goes high into the sky. We keep it in the air by humping each other, very, very hard.
We slow down after what seems like eternity and slowly walk onto the golf course. We play a very sexual game of hide and go seek, and I surprise him behind a tree with a very slow, romantic kiss. It begins to rain and we wrap our arms around each other as we continue to kiss passionately. We lie down on the wet grass and make love for hours.
Later on, we go back to my house to watch old romantic movies. He feeds me popcorn as we lay close on my sofa under blankets.
Due to the fact that Matt and I are both really tired, he decides to go home. Before he does, he holds me close and tells me that he loves me more than anything else in the world, next to his family. He embraces me in the most beautiful kiss ever and walks to his car. He drives away, blowing me kisses out the window. I realize that he is and forever will be my one true love.
Isn’t that or wouldn’t that be your best reality ever? I wish that one day happens between me and Matt and I, but who knows, maybe you’ll snag him before I do, Annie! I can’t get over how much I really do like him!
P.S. Sorry I didn’t write more, Annie, but it took me about 3 ½ hours to do what I did, plus about 2 ½ hours of daydreaming about Matt.
*The Backstreet Boys