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Subject: {ASSM} (MF cons) My Internet Pal by Anoninsac
Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 18:10:01 -0400
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WARNINGS: This story contains material of a sexual
nature. The story depicts consensual sexual activity
between men and women. If you live in a backward
society, like the United States or Afghanistan, in
which it is illegal for you to know about sex or read
sexual materials immediately delete this from your
computer and scourge yourself with a whip for having
any sexual thoughts. If you are under the age of 18
please pretend you don't know about sex and continue
to get each other pregnant in increasing numbers so
that we continue to have young single mothers raising
children. Don't learn about safe sex or contraception
as these are tools of the devil. Please do not
masturbate while reading this story in public places
as this can excite the authorities into rash conduct
and result in grave consequences for you.

My Internet Pal

(MF cons) 

I was nervous. You know the kind. My hands were
shaking just a little. The adrenaline was rushing
making me a little hyper. I was bouncing up and down
from my chair, checking the clock every three minutes.
The second hand on the clock was moving like it was an
hour hand.  I'd say, 'Ok calm down. Sit and watch the
TV.' 30 seconds later I'd be up looking out the window
waiting for the sun to go down. 

You're probably asking why was I such a mess? A woman.
Isn't that always the way it is? Mix in a beautiful
woman and a guy becomes a wreck. I had a date with a
woman I had never met in person. It was one of those
Internet stories. We met in a chat room. I liked her
mind. I liked her personality. I liked her stand on
issues. We exchanged e-mails. She had a terrific sense
of humor. I was hooked. 

We lived in different states and that made personal
contact difficult. Then one day she mentioned she was
going to be in Reno. My mind started racing. That's
only two hours from where I lived. I mean, even though
I liked her I had no idea if the feeling was
reciprocal. And though some of the e-mails had been,
well, adult, they weren't exactly personal. Teasing
yes. I hoped she might like the idea of seeing me but
I wasn't sure. 

I cautiously broached the topic and the response,
while dispassionate, seemed positive. I decided to
throw caution to the wind. What the heck, I had
nothing to lose. But, I also didn't want to be crude.
I didn't want to just proposition a lady, and she was
a lady. So I wrote a story, a little fantasy in which
a guy meets a lady in Reno and they wind up in an
erotic interlude. The names were changed to protect,
well, not the innocent in this case. I was guilty as
hell of trying to seduce her. I sent it off with bated
breath. 

Hallelujah. When her answer came back she said she had
pictured herself in the story. Yeah! And she said
maybe we could talk it over in a hot tub with a glass
of wine. When I read that I stopped and smiled, just
happy with the thought. I was already picking out the
perfect wine.

Nervously pacing my room in Reno, I was thinking
tonight was the night. I had arranged to meet her at 7
in a private hot tub and now I had to watch the hours
roll off the clock until then. I had a Cline Vineyards
Viongier chilling in the refrigerator. I was ready. I
might have preferred a nice candlelight dinner but I
wanted everything to be the way she envisioned. So it
was hot tubs.

Finally the time came. I hopped in my car, raced over
to the hot tubs with the chilled wine and waited for
her to show up. 7 o'clock came and went. Did she
decide not to come? Did I give wrong directions? 7:05
and the door opened and in walked a lovely lady; she
saw me rise from the chair, flashed me a big smile and
walked over. Without a word I opened my arms and she
melted into them. "I'm so glad you came," I whispered
in her ear.

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world," she said
looking up at me. "Let's go." She pulled me by the
hand over to the front desk. "Did you remember your
bathing suit?"

"No. A suit in a hot tub seems out of place," I
answered.

"Me either," winking at me with a sly smile on her
beautiful face.

I got us a private room with a hot tub and off we
went. I had never been to a hot tub place before. I
knew that they were used for trysts and didn't know
what to expect. The room was kind of sparse. Of course
the center was dominated by the floor level hot tub.
Along one wall was a padded bench. There was an open
shower in one corner.

I looked at her. She looked at me. I started to take
my shirt off and she followed. I never took my eyes
from her as I slipped out of my clothes. She looked
down as she noticed me staring. I didn't want to
embarrass her, but she was so beautiful and I desired
to drink in her sensuous curves, her soft skin. She
glanced up and saw that I was already aroused by her.
She smiled and removed the last of her clothes. People
talk about being leg men, ass men, and breast men. I
think there's nothing as erotic as a smile from a
woman.

I hit the switch for the Jacuzzi, stepped into the tub
and held up my hand. She took my hand, smiled again
and stepped into the tub. We settled into the warm
embrace of the water. Ahhh, I felt the water caressing
my muscles and washing away the tension. I opened the
wine and we sat sipping the cool wine. I felt her foot
start to touch and then caress my leg. It was like a
jolt of electricity running up straight to my brain.
It released the hormones to run rampant through my
being.

We talked for a while and sipped the wine. "Would you
like a back rub?" I asked.

"Hmm, that sounds divine," as she moved over toward
me. I took her by the waist and had her sit on my lap
facing away. As she sat back she felt my arousal. "Oh,
what do we have here?" She started rubbing her butt
against me finally letting it slip through her legs as
she settled back into my lap. With my erection held
between her thighs she said, "Now I think we're
ready."

I started to rub her back only to find out why you use
oil for a massage. Water just doesn't work well. But
the real massage was taking place elsewhere. She was
slowly moving herself against my erection. A slow hump
that was starting to get to me. I reached around and
cupped her breasts in my hand and pulled her against
my chest. I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ears. I
let my fingers encircle her nipples without touching
them. A light teasing touch that moved toward the
nipple and then away. I felt her movement against me
change. It was more insistent. I continued kissing her
while I moved my hands over her nipples, first
caressing them and then pinching them oh so lightly.
She moaned and the speed of her movements increased.
Kissing, licking and caressing her, I pulled her head
around so that I could kiss her lips. It was electric.

I said, "God, you are beautiful. I want to fuck you." 

"Oh yes. I want you too." 

We climbed out of the tub and wiped most of the water
from our dripping bodies. I threw a towel down on the
bench and she settled back onto it. I lay on top of
her and she pulled me close. We kissed, wild
passionate kisses. Lips, tongues, meshing and mashing
together and wildly dancing as our heat rose. There
was no time, no need for foreplay. I wanted her. She
wanted me. I moved between her legs and found the
entrance. She was already wet as I slipped into her.
She moaned into my mouth as I moved slowly deeper into
her body. "Oh Jesus, you are filling me up," she
moaned. I started the age-old motion, the instinctive
desires taking over. It was an animal, physically
needy coupling. Two bodies demanding fulfillment. A
clutching, grasping, moaning, moving together faster
and faster, in sweaty sex. Two bodies demanding
release caught in a whirlwind of emotions. In the hot,
humid air of the room we were soon covered with a
light sheen of sweat. Our stomachs made a slapping
sound as they repeatedly met. I felt her fingers dig
into my back as her body went rigid and her head fell
back on the bench.   She cried out as I felt her
spasming under me. Feeling her release was more than I
could stand. I felt myself spasm from deep in the
center of my being. I slammed against her giving her
my seed, filling her with life force. I fell forward
trying to hold my weight up on my elbows but so
drained of energy that I almost couldn't. I felt her
still moving against me. The walls of her vagina still
pulling the last drops from me. Her body still moving
against mine.

Our hearts slowed and I felt some energy return. We
lay quietly for awhile. She was running her hands over
my back and arms. I looked into her face as she opened
her eyes. I kissed her, a sweet kiss of thanks and
adoration, no longer a kiss of passion. We lay
together and kissed a few times. "Let's get back in
the tub. I'm covered with sweat."

I pushed myself away slowly feeling myself leave her
warm embrace. What a sad feeling, slowly pulling out
of your lover. We lowered ourselves into the tub
letting the jets wash the sweat and smells from our
bodies. I poured some more wine. Lazing in the sweet
lassitude we sipped our wine, made small talk and
lounged in the tub feeling the warmth of the water and
the warmth of our skin touching. Finally, our time was
up. I helped her out of the tub and we dried each
other. As I was drying her back I pulled her to my
chest enjoying the glorious feeling of holding her in
my arms. She cuddled into my arms resting her head on
my chest. I kissed her forehead and we finished drying
off. We dressed and left. Outside the building I
asked, "Where's your car?"

"I took a taxi."

"Can I offer you a ride?"

"Of course," she answered. We went to my car for the
ride to her hotel. It was a quiet ride, both of
basking in the fulfillment we had experienced. At the
hotel I parked and walked her into the lobby. "Would
you like to come up?"

"I'd like nothing better in the world," I said.

Once in her room we both took off our shoes and lay on
the bed. I held out my arms and she curled up in them
spoon fashion. I felt her touching me from ankles up
over my thighs, pushed up against my manhood and chest
and held tight by my arms. I hadn't really intended
it, but holding her like this I felt the first
stirrings of arousal. Wow, I thought I had been
completely spent but holding this luscious woman was
an aphrodisiac. We talked for a while. I felt my
arousal heighten. Finally, it became apparent to her
as well.

"What's that? Didn't I do a good enough job earlier?"
she said jokingly.

"Oh my God. Did you do a good job," I laughed. "But
holding you in my arms is having its effect. It's all
your fault for being so desirable. Don't blame me."

She twisted in my arms until she was facing me,
lowered her hand until she was cupping the bulge and
said, "I can't leave you like this." And she kissed
me. A slow kiss acknowledging her returning desire. We
kissed slow, teasing kisses which built in erotic
tension. It was a playful eroticism this time rather
than the animal passion of earlier. I tickled her neck
and ears with my tongue. We slipped out of our clothes
and continued kissing.

We kissed and kissed some more. I trailed my lips down
her neck lightly nipping and licking. As I reached her
breasts I ran my tongue around her breasts avoiding
her nipples. I saw them start to crinkle in
anticipation. She had closed her eyes and her mouth
was open as her breathing increased. I lightly flicked
my tongue across her nipples, first one then the
other. A quiet mewling sound came from deep in her
throat. A primal sound of lust. It was one of the most
erotic sounds I have ever heard. The sound urged me on
and I took her nipple in my mouth sucking it in as I
flicked with my tongue. I massaged her other nipple.
Moving back and forth I sucked one then the other. I
had my thigh between her legs and felt her start to
push against my leg. It is amazing how anything can
become an erogenous zone when you are with a lover
with whom you completely connect. I felt that way. I
felt her pleasure as I sucked her nipple. I felt her
heat against my leg and it was pleasure for me. I was
getting hot feeling the rasp of her hair against my
skin.

I couldn't wait as I ran my lips across her belly
stopping at her navel to tease and then lower to the
top of her triangle. I licked around to the side where
her leg joined to her lovely body. I followed the line
down never touching her nether lips and across to her
other leg. I kissed and licked down her thigh and calf
and foot and sucked her toes while running my hands
over her legs. I re-traced my path. Just as she
thought I was to pass by I flicked my tongue across
her lips. I spread open her flower running my tongue
up its length tasting her sweet nectar. She started
moving against my tongue as I increased the pace. I
flicked my tongue across her button and then sucked it
into my mouth while continuing to flick with my
tongue. I felt her wetness coat my lips. I slid my
finger into her moist cavern and started moving it in
and out. Alternating between that and massaging her G
spot I sucked and licked while she started to buck
against my face. 

"I want you. Now," she moaned. I wanted to continue,
to feel her cum in my mouth. But I also wanted to
enter her and feel her cum as I held her. She had
decided for me. I moved up her body and she pulled me
down to her face. We kissed and melded together as I
positioned myself between her legs. I felt her hard
nipples rubbing against my chest as I slid into her.
Halfway in I reversed direction and pulled almost out.
I teased her with the tip moving it slightly in and
out and plunged back in just a little farther. I
continued this moving a little deeper with each thrust
until our bodies were nestled against each other. 

I started a gentle circling movement rubbing up
against her and massaging her clit with my body.
Gradually, I lengthened the movements until we were
rocking together. It was a slow, sensuous dance of
lust. We varied the motions working together to build
the erotic tension. I could feel her becoming ever
more aroused. She could feel me becoming ever more
aroused. A flush was moving up her chest and I began
to move faster. She clutched my arms pulling herself
into my down strokes, quicker and quicker we moved. I
couldn't wait and felt myself explode into her.
Feeling me fill her, she reached her climax.
Shuddering and moaning she pulled me deeply into her.
Moving slower and slower we returned to earth. We lay
quiescent gently stroking each other.

I rolled over to the side pulling her with me so we
stayed connected. We kissed and talked as I gradually
softened. Finally, I slipped from her. "Oh," she said.
"I liked having you in me." 

"There's always next time."

"Mmmm, yes. But I was liking it now."

"I think he's dead now. You took all the starch out,"
I answered.

"And I know where the starch is. I can feel it right
where you left it," she said running her hands over my
chest.

I continued gently running my hands over her as her
breathing softened and slowed. I could tell she had
dropped off to sleep in my arms. I reached behind me
and turned out the lights. Drained as I was, I quickly
joined her in sleep. My last thoughts as I drifted off
were, I wonder what sex first thing in the morning
will be like? But that's another story.


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