Message-ID: <1615eli$9706241742@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: CO-ED LOVING ACTION Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: NOTITLE1.TXT (105 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== Here's a story (not written by moi; maybe one i'm writing will be posted sometime in the future) I got from a female friend of mine who would rather I post this for her. It doesn't have a name, alas, but it's still a damn good story. All flames will be redirected to /dev/null, and all decent replies will be forwarded to her. Thanx. :-) I imagine you at work, sitting there working diligently on your computer at your desk... Intently staring at the screen. I slip in and slide up behind you, putting my hands over your eyes. "Three guesses and the first two don't count" I whisper, biting on your neck. I hear you moan and feel your hands come up to grip my wrists. "Let go Adriane..." you say, softly. I do, sliding my hands down your chest and leaning down so that my hair covers your face, and I lean over and kiss you softly. You open your mouth and I slide my tongue in, licking at the insides of your mouth. mmmm... I think to myself... You turn around abruptly and pick me up, putting me in your lap. You wrap your arms around me and continue kissing me, my hand on the side of your face, lightly playing with your hair. I slide it over and over threw it, feeling how soft it is, how thick. I love long hair on men. You tangle your hands in my hair, gripping it, pulling on to take my face away from you. When I do you lick down my neck, sucking on the hollow at the base of my throat. "Mmmm " you hear me moan, rubbing the back of your neck. "yes.." You lick up my neck to my ear, nibbling on it, blowing on it, making me wiggle in your arms. You blow in it harder, telling me in a low voice what is going through your mind, what you want to do to me. God you make me wet. You tease the underside of my ear with the tip of your tongue, making me shiver. I grip your arms holding me and worm around until I'm straddling you, my skirt up around my hips and my thighs gripping the sides of your legs. I grind my hips up against you crotch, balancing myself on my knees. I arch back against your chest, your arms holding me as you lick and nibble on the neckline of my top, sliding your tongue over the crests of my breasts. I hold your head there, my eyes closed, my head thrown back, panting as I feel you teasing me with your mouth. "Ohhh Mark" I moan, clutching at your hair. You undo the top buttons on my shirt, sliping your hand inside and pinching my nipple through my bra. I whimper and grind myself against you harder. I feel you reach with your other hand under my skirt and up my thigh. You nuzzle at my breast as you slide those fingers higher and higher until I feel you stroking me. I hold onto you tighter, my knees threatening to give out. You slip a finger inside my slit, stroking me back and forth, feeling the wetness. With your other hand you tug down my bra baring my breast and nipple to the air. It imediatly gets hard. You take your finger out of me and rub it over my nipple in circles, making me moan louder. You reach out and lick it off in small short strokes. "Ohhh Ohh God, Ohhhhhhh" I can't say anything, just groan and moan. You reach back down and start to finger me, sliding your first two fingers in and out of me, your thumb rubbing my clit. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter, closer and closer to orgasm. I still have my eyes closed when I feel you stand up and lift me off your lap. Opening them, I see you smiling down at me as you sit me down on your desk, brushing papers out of the way. I reach up with one hand and grip your shirt pulling you in for a kiss wile I slide the other over your chest. Getting to the waistband of your jeans, I slide the zipper down and tug on the boxers underneath, my hand brushing your hard dick, causing you to kisses me harder. Finally I get them down enough to grip you in my hand. I stroke you, loving the feel of your skin alive in my hand. Running my fingers all over you, over the head, smearing the drop of precum all over it. All you can do is groan as I caress you, your hands on my shoulders. I can't take anymore and wrap my legs around your hips, pulling both of us closer to the other. Pulling your head to my breast, I guide you inside me, groaning as you slooowly slide in. I reach up under your shirt to dig at your back as you start to thrust in and out. I whimper as you bite my nipple, then lick it, thrusting in and out. I lock my ankles behind your back and urge you on faster and faster... knowing I won't last much longer. I don't. I scream, my nails clawing at you, gripping you tight with my muscles, and cum, hard. I hold on to you, moaning, as you keep thrusting in and out of me harder and harder. When I finally come back to the world of the living, you're looking down at me, kissing me. I moan and stretch. It dawns on me that you're still inside me, still hard. You lean down and nibble on my ear, whispering something. I nod and unlock my legs, fliping over so that my feet are balanced on the desk drawers and I'm face down. You flip up my skirt and caress my ass, sliding your hands all over it. I just groan. You slip a finger inside me, fingering me, then I feel you guide yourself inside me. You ram inside me, hard and thick, filling me up as I grip the desk edge to keep from going over. You thrust in and out, faster and faster, your hands on my shoulder, massaging them as you grunt and groan. You lean down and kiss the back of my neck, telling me how hard you are, how hard you're going to get off, how much you want me, how you love how wet I am, sending shivers down my spine. "Ohh God, Oh GOD Mark.. ooohhh.. mmm.. ohh oohhgodd" I grip the table as you start to cum inside me, thrusting in and out, fucking me hard, sending me over the edge. I hold onto the table and scream softly, moaning over and over again, "Fuck me, fuck me harder, ram into me, all the way" You do, gripping my hips, then thrust in hard as you can one last time and hold yourself there. I feel the spurts of your cum inside me, filling me up. You groan and fall back against me, your arms on my sides, kissing the back of my neck. You stand up and pull out of me before helping up from the desk. My legs wobble as I stand, my shirt unbuttoned, bra undone, skirt up around my hips, hair all messy. You bend down and kiss me, holding me tight to you. You help me clean myself up before sending me on my way, your eyes telling me about what we'll do when you get home tonight. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. Change the anti-spam .kom to .com or it will bounce! 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