From Russiv@cris.com Thu Dec 12 09:32:48 1996
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From: Russiv@cris.com (SEAN MCFARLANDS)
Date: 12 Dec 1996 14:32:48 GMT
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Well, it looks like I bragged about having been an English
major one too many times. Someone finally asked me if I'd
written any erotica in with my other stories. When I answered
that I hadn't, they challanged me to do so, and you're about to
read the result.
Standard disclaimer-type stuff: I wrote this. It is
fiction. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely
coincidental, although if anyone knows an available woman like
the one in this story, I'd love to get her name and number. This
story is Copyright 1991 by Greg Orman, but is freely
distributable as long as it is unchanged. This story contains
graphic descriptions of sexual acts, and contains language that
some may find offensive. If you're one of those people, don't
read it. Finally, this story has absolutely no connection to my
employer.
I dedicate this to the woman who taught me a good bit of
what I know about sex. Thank you. If any of the other women
from my past happen to be reading this, don't be jealous. Just
ask for your own story...
Please address any comments to me via e-mail. I'm not
reading news very much these days, and I'll probably miss any
posted responses. Now, without further delay...
Video Date
He stood waiting nervously at the door, hoping his shirt
wasn't wrinkled. Having committed himself with that first knock,
he couldn't run now. He almost laughed. Standing there at the
door waiting for her to answer was always one of the toughest
parts of the whole date. He scuffed a boot lightly against the
white concrete of the doorstep as he thought back on why he was
standing in front of this particular door.
He had been a good third of the way through the photo and
bio books at the video dating service when he ran across her
page. He almost turned right past it before what he was seeing
sunk into his brain. Her hair was the perfect shade of red; a
burnt auburn. She was reasonably attractive, too. He glanced
over the bio on the facing page and again almost went on. She
was too perfect, and couldn't possibly be real. Her interests
matched his well enough, but there were enough differences that
they would be able to show each other a few new things. And she
liked to cook!
He looked again at the other information on the page. A
bachelor's degree, a good job, five foot two and a hundred and
ten pounds. "What more could I possibly ask for?" he thought to
himself as he smiled and stood up to get her video off the shelf.
The spark hit the minute the screen lit up. The way her
cheeks and eyes moved as she smiled and laughed was beautiful.
She had a soft voice, and he had to really listen to catch what
she said. And what she said just reinforced what he'd read in
the bio. He rewound the tape and watched it again before writing
down her number on the card. He tried to go back to the books,
but everyone seemed sort of pale and dingy compared to her.
Finally he gave up and dropped the card with that one number at
the desk on his way out. Now all he had to do was wait.
Three days later there was a pink card in his mailbox.
"She can't have responded so quickly," he thought. "Must be
someone left over from a month ago or something." But he had to
check it out, so down to the library he went. He exchanged the
card for the real information, and sure enough there was her name
and phone number. He almost fainted.
He dialed the number wrong three times before getting it
right. "This is silly," he thought. Then, amazingly enough, she
answered. Not her machine, but the real person.
"Hello." Her voice was exactly the same as it was in her
video.
"Hi. Is this Becky?"
"Yes."
"Hi. This is Tim. I got your number from the video dating
service."
"Oh, hi! I was hoping you'd call. I hate it when the guy
waits for me to call. The 90's or not, it's hard to do." She
sounded genuinely relieved.
"Yeah, it is hard," he replied, "but from what I saw in
your bio and video, I think this call was worth it."
"Thanks." He could almost hear her blushing over the phone.
"I liked your video, too. That's why I was hoping you'd call.
You laughed a lot, and I like that."
They talked for another two hours, telling each other about
themselves. They laughed and they talked about the things they
each held dear. He had never had a meeting call last that long,
but it was great. As the call went on and she relaxed, her voice
smoothed out even more, down to a silk that caressed his ear with
each word. Finally they set a date for Friday evening and said
goodnight.
He snapped back to reality as the door opened. There she
stood, shyly standing halfway behind the door, with a little
smile playing about her eyes.
"Hi," he said. It seemed like a good beginning.
"Hi. Please come in." She stepped back and opened the
door. She was dressed in a conservative blue blouse with a few
nice ruffles and plain black skirt. She had no shoes on her
stockinged feet.
"Thank you." He stepped in lightly and turned to watch her
as she closed the door.
"Please have a seat," she said as she gestured to the
couch. "I just need to get my shoes and we can be on our way."
"Thank you," he said again as he walked over and seated
himself. The apartment was small, but she obviously had good
taste in furniture. Nice without being too formal to feel
comfortable sitting on. He pulled one foot up onto the other
knee as she began to walk back to where the bedroom must be.
"Can I get you something? A coke?" she said belatedly as
she turned back toward the kitchen.
"No, I'm fine," he assured her.
She retrieved her shoes, a pair of black flats that matched
her skirt, and returned to the living room. He stood up.
"Shall we?" he asked as he crooked out his arm to her. She
giggled as she took his arm and they went out into the warm
summer evening.
Much of the next several hours was a blur to him when he
tried to recall it later. They must have talked for another hour
and a half in that great little burger joint, and their fingers
somehow stayed entwined when their hands bumped in the popcorn
cup a few minutes into the movie. Somehow they ended up dancing
and drinking at a club a short walk from her apartment.
As the alcohol sifted through their brains, they both began
to relax even more. She came out of her shell, and actually
started to get a bit aggressive on the dance floor. He liked the
way her body moved, and when he told her so she laughed and shook
her chest at him.
They were both weaving just a touch from the pleasant
alcoholic haze as they walked back to her apartment with their
arms around each other. "Now comes the toughest part," he thought
as they came to her complex. "Do I try to stay? Can I even drive
home like this?"
She ended his dilemma by inviting him in. "You can't drive
like that," she said, unconsciously echoing some of his thoughts.
"Come on in for a while."
They sat and talked about the evening and about life for a
while. She had turned on the radio softly in the background.
Somehow they ended up with more drinks, and before he quite knew
what was happening they were slowly dancing in the middle of her
living room. After a few minutes, he pulled back from her, and
looked her in the eyes. He saw his thoughts mirrored there and
reaching down gently he kissed her.
Their bodies seemed to melt together as their arms wrapped
around one another. His left hand caressed her back as his right
cupped the back of her head. As the kiss ended he moved his head
down slightly to begin kissing and her neck. She tilted her head
back obligingly. Then her hands came around and pushed lightly
on his chest. He backed off abruptly, but realized his mistake
as she smiled at him and began unbuttoning his black silk shirt.
When she was done she ran her hands flat back up his chest and
then out to his shoulders. He moved his arms back and the shirt
slipped off, falling to hang around his waist where it was still
tucked into his Levi's.
He kissed her again, and then pulled her blouse out of her
skirt and up her torso. She raised her arms and he lifted it up
over her head, revealing a lacy bra that held and complimented
but didn't quite conceal her full breasts. He embraced her then,
feeling their bare skin pressing together. Then he kissed her
again, first on the mouth, then down to her neck, and finally
down her smooth chest as far as he could get between the cups of
her bra. He moved his lips first to one breast and then the
other, cupping his mouth around the nipples beneath the lace and
blowing warm air softly over them. He felt them begin to stiffen
beneath his tongue, and then pulled his arms around from her
back, tracing his fingers across her sides as he went. He cupped
her breasts lightly, and then undid the closure in the middle and
slowly pulled the lace cups aside.
She shuddered slightly as the lace brushed her now hardened
nipples, and once her bra had slid down her arms to the floor he
cupped her breasts again and began kneading them gently as he
kissed and licked her nipples. Then he traced his way with his
tongue back up the center of her chest, across her neck, and to
her parted lips, his hands moving back around to support her as
he kissed her deeply.
He let the embrace linger after the kiss, and then began
dancing slowly once more. They danced for a time, until she
gently pulled free of his arms. Taking hold of his hand, she
smiled and led him to the bedroom. The music still floated in
gently from the other room as they sat together on the bed and
kissed deeply once again. She kicked off her shoes, and as he
reached down to pull off his boots she pulled his shirt out from
where it was still hanging tucked into his pants. Then she
stood up into the alternating bands of light and dark that the
streetlight outside cast through the half open wooden blinds. She
undid the fasteners on her skirt and dropped it to the floor,
revealing a black garter belt and lace panties.
She stepped out of the skirt which now lay around her feet,
and with a graceful movement of one leg sent it flying into a
corner. Then she began walking slowly around the room, turning
and striking various poses for him as he sat on the end of the
bed and drank in her beauty in the odd light. After a few minutes
she walked up to face him and raised one foot to set it beside
him on the bed. She then proceeded to unclip her stocking and
slowly slide it down her leg and off her foot. Lowering that leg
back to the floor she put her other leg up and repeated the
process, but this time he laid his hands on hers as she slit the
stocking off.
Holding his hands she pulled him to his feet, and then she
kneeled before him and unbuckled his belt. Then she methodically
undid each of the buttons of his fly and pulled his pants down.
He stepped out of them and did a somewhat less graceful imitation
of her kick, sending them into the same corner with her skirt. He
was left wearing only a tight pair of maroon striped bikini-style
briefs, make all the tighter by the swelling of his obvious
erection.
She began to lick his penis through his briefs, then pushed
him back to sit and then lie back on the bed. She knelt between
his legs which still hung off the end of the bed and pulled the
down the waistband of his shorts just enough to release the head
of his swollen penis. She teased his head with quick flicks of
his tongue for several excruciating minutes before pulling his
underwear off completely and tossing them into the corner with
the other clothes. Then she took his stiff dick in her hands and
started rubbing it gently as she licked up and down his shaft.
Finally, she raised her head and brought her mouth down fully
over his rod, taking him as far in as she could. She stayed
that way for a moment, with almost his whole manhood engulfed in
her soft mouth, then began bobbing her head up and down, licking
the purple head of his cock when she could. She went slowly at
first, and then began speeding up. His body began to stiffen and
he began running his fingers through her hair, holding her head
as his dick slid in and out of her mouth. He held back as long
as he could, but finally he couldn't take it anymore and he
groaned as he released the tension and began spurting loads of
his precious white fluid down her throat.
She took it all, save for a single drop that ran down her
chin. She wiped that off with her finger and then licked it up.
As if eager for more she then licked his slowly shrinking dick
clean, tonguing off his balls for good measure. Done with that,
she climbed up on the bed and lay down flat on top of him so that
they were face to face, bodies pressed together by gravity. She
smiled and he kissed her, and then wrapped his arms around her to
press them together. He rubbed her back for a while as they
kissed, and when he came up for air he looked at her again.
"Your turn..." he said with a suggestive little smile.
He the guided her up from where she was until she was
kneeling over his face. He reached up and, grabbing her hips,
pulled her lace-covered crotch down to his waiting tongue. He
licked and sucked on her slit through the lace until it was
soaked with both his own saliva and her juices. She was moaning
and rocking above him, massaging her own breasts. He backed off
as she got close, and then attacked her clit with his tongue as
she began to relax. Her body instantly became as rigid as a
board above him and she let out a wail as her orgasm gripped her.
But he didn't stop there. Instead he reached up and slid
her panties aside so that he could get directly to her wet pussy.
He began as he had before, licking up and down her slit, and then
sucking her clit into his mouth to nibble on it. Moving back
down her inner lips, he began thrusting his tongue into her hole,
now rubbing her clit with his nose. Again she got close to the
edge, and again he pulled back. Pushing up on her hip to make
room for his hand, he began tonguing her clit as he inserted his
thumb into her dripping snatch. She began bucking as she got
close yet again, but this time he didn't stop. Instead, he
gently inserted a finger into her tight ass. That was too much,
and as she began to come he could feel the muscles contracting
around his two fingers in their respective cavities. As her
orgasm ended, he kept it up, sending her quickly into a second,
then third, then, amazingly, a fourth orgasm.
At that point he removed his fingers and resumed his gentle
long strokes up and down her slit. Her body was shivering as she
tried in vain to keep from almost screaming in pleasure. Then,
as every muscle in her body relaxed after such a long, intense
contraction, she literally collapsed sideways down onto the bed.
Pulling himself out from under her limp body he pulled her
close to him and held her. She was trembling violently, and it
was almost five minutes before she moved to embrace him back.
Once she had recovered a bit of her composure he began kissing
her neck again, running his hands around her body and caressing
everything he could reach. Soon their breathing was speeding up
again, and his hand moved down to pull her thighs apart.
He moved his body up over her leg, and raised himself up on
both hands. Smiling down at her, and noticing that she was
smiling back, he placed the head of his once again hard penis
against her hole. He hesitated there for a moment, then slowly
began to move his hips forward. After a moment of resistance,
her lips spread apart and his dick began to sink into her. She
inhaled sharply as he entered her, and held her breath until he
was sunk to the hilt. He leaned down and kissed her quickly,
then raised himself on his hands again as he began slow, long,
gentle strokes that brought his cock almost all the way out of
her, and then slowly slid it in again.
The speed of his strokes increased as their breathing did,
and she began thrusting her hips to meet his. They found a
comfortable rhythm and settled in, feeling their bodies become
one. His arms began to grow a bit tired, so he lowered himself
down onto her and began kissing her as deeply as he was fucking
her. She pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his lower
back squeezing him at the near end of each stroke so that their
crotches ground together and he got as deep into her as possible.
Again they settled into the rhythm, letting time slip away as
pleasure radiated through their locked bodies.
Finally he noticed an increase in her quickness of her
breath, and he began to modify his strokes accordingly, speeding
up slightly. She caught the change and began thrusting her hips
harder. He raised himself on his arms again and then reached
down to her legs, unlocking them from around his waist and
bringing them up first to his elbows, and then to his shoulders.
Once she was comfortably adjusted, he abruptly changed his
strokes, leaving them long but no longer slow or gentle. He
began to pound her rod into her pussy with all the force he could
muster, trying to drive her down into the mattress with every
solid stroke. She began gasping and moaning, then crying out,
and finally she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body.
While she was coming, he rammed his dick as deep as he
could and held it there. That seemed to renew her orgasm, and
she screamed again. Letting her legs slip back to his elbows he
began kissing her, and she responded with a ferocity that told
him she wasn't through yet. He moved his arms to let her legs
drop back down to the bed, and then he pulled her up a bit and
wrapped them around her to squeeze her as they kept kissing. Her
kisses became more insistent and her movements stronger as their
passion kept building to a level that he would never have
believed.
Then, before he realized quite what she was doing, she
wrapped her legs around him again and threw her weight at him so
that they rolled over and she ended up on top. She pulled back,
so that she was kneeling over him. Then she lifted her hips up,
reached down to hold his dick just right, and sat down, driving
him deep into her warm snatch. When she had him all in, she
ground down onto him, then leaned forward to balance herself on
her hands as she began thrusting her hips. Still a bit winded
from the exertion that had brought her to orgasm, he was quite
content to let her do the real work for a while. So he reached
up and began squeezing her tits in time with her strokes on his
cock. The he began licking, sucking and nibbling on her nipples,
using one hand to caress her other breast while the other found
it's way down to the point where their crotches came together to
begin fingering her clit.
This time it didn't take long to find the rhythm, nor to
begin to feel the need to increase the rhythm to release. He
lay back down on the bed and held her torso beneath and to the
sides of her tits to support her as she straightened her back and
began almost bouncing on top of him as his dick slid in and out
of her warm, wet pussy. Their tempo increased and she began to
moan. She put her hands down on his chest as it increased even
more. He could feel the pressure building in his balls, begging
to be released. But she kept going, now slamming herself down
onto his prick. Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to take
another stroke without coming, she buried him one last time and
then arched her back and screamed as her whole body locked up. He
lost all control at that point, and his balls unleashed his jism
deep into her in uncontrolable spurts. He was looking up at her
as they came, though her eyes were closed in ecstasy. He
couldn't help but think that the site of this woman sitting above
him with her back arched was without a doubt the most beautiful
thing he had ever seen.
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