Message-ID: <4164eli$9709161358@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: kristen78@aol.com (Kristen78) Subject: Kristen's collection: (Secret2.txt 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: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970915194100.PAA29507@ladder01.news.aol.com> ("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: (Secret2.txt text #2629 Author: Heather Dawson Story title: "I HAVE A SECRET" (PART 2 of 2) _____________________________________________________________________ This story contains various sexual acts, many of which are unwise. If you think that story's about sex may offend you, or you are under the age of 18, please delete this file now! ============== a selection from Kristen's collection=============== "Not fair," she said. "Give me something to bite." I walked on my knees up to her tits, my cock hanging just above her round flesh. Lynn's hands curled around my buttocks and she pulled me closer, until my prick was dripping its pre-cum onto her tongue. She engulfed me into her wet, red orifice and began sucking like she never had before. The sight reminded me of the tape we'd watched, and although I hadn't noticed any new techniques, Lynn was performing quite differently. She must have studied more carefully than I. It didn't take long before I was groaning and holding back as well as I could. Lynn knew what was coming and pushed me back, licking her lips. "On your back," she said, scrambling to her feet. I obediently rolled over and watched as she pushed the teddy from her waist to the floor. She remounted the bed and stood over my groin, her pussy gleaming with her juices. With a slow, langorous motion she knelt down onto my pelvis, and in a flash she had me in her. We gasped in unison. Lynn leaned forward until her nipples were brushing my chest hair, and then began fucking in earnest. Her tits bobbed as she surged forward and back, impaling herself on me as I gazed at her grimace. Even under stress she was beautiful. It wasn't long before she was panting. With her on top I was helpless, and I depended on her to prolong my cumming. She would choose when I got release, and she obviously intended to get off before me. I got selfish. My groin was spasming in need of ejaculation, and I grabbed her ass, pulling her cheeks apart as I squeezed. Her gasps became grunts and whimpers as she bounced on my cock, culminating in a scream as I pushed a finger on her ass. Her pussy clamped onto my cock. I forced a rough rumble from my chest as she ground to a halt on me, and I shot into her like an unkinked hose. My hands slid up her back and I hugged her tightly to me as the orgasm subsided. Lynn's lips found mine and we laid together for many minutes, murmuring our love story. Soon hunger was upon us, and I bounced into the kitchen, returning with cookies and milk. We laughed as we dunked the cookies and dropped crumbs on the sheets, children disobeying Mother's every rule about food. Lynn daubed milk on her nipples and I nursed it away. Then she crawled off the bed and over to the closet, leaving a sticky trail of dripping juices on the sheets. She began rummaging through my box of video tapes, setting those with interesting titles to the side. "Are you startled?" I asked. "No, not startled. Intrigued. Turned-on. What else do you have hiding in here?" She clambered over my shoes and found another box hiding in the deepest corner of the closet. With a grunt she lifted it out into the room. She smiled and made dramatic gestures in opening the cardboard flaps. Looking down with a gasp, she found the stack of backup floppies full of my GIF collection and the twenty or so well-thumbed pornographic novels. She held up a disk. "What're these?" I saw no reason to lie and many reasons to show her. I walked over to the computer and booted up. I lit a cigarette and motioned her over. "Sit on my lap and I'll show you. C'mere." With Lynn comfortably perched on my thigh, I logged onto my password-protected E drive. I typed in the slideshow command for the series of conventional intercourse shots. The screen filled with a succession of couples in various states of embrace and attachment. I felt my cock twitch as the pictures cascaded by. I checked Lynn's expression from the corner of my eye and was pleased to see her bemused smile. I took the last drag of the cigarette and crushed it out in the ashtray. When the slide show had cycled around, Lynn put her arm around my shoulders. Her breasts hung in front of my face, and I couldn't help flickering my tongue across the smooth skin. Lynn's fingers ruffled my hair and she patted my semi-stiff penis. "Surely there's more?" she said. I grinned and broke out of the program. I started another, this one full of dildo shots, and I was completely rigid before cueing another series, this one of mild bondage. Seepage from Lynn's pussy was streaking my thigh, and she shifted on my leg with a slippery crackling sound. I smelled her renewed excitement. "Want to see where these come from?" I asked. "Why?" "There's something I want to show you." She swung her legs into a straddling position on my leg and rode my leg like a rocking horse. I took this as an assent and soon was logged onto my favorite adult BBS. I did a new-scan and together we chose three or four pictures to download. We caressed each other as we watched the slow strip-tease of the transfer, lines filling the screen one by one as the GIF came through the modem. When we'd completed the download, I went to the message section. Lynn was surprised at the hot mail there and slapped me playfully when we read a particularly explicit message addressed to my alias. "So you're having an affair on me, huh?" She smiled. "Let's write back together." "I was hoping you'd say that," I replied. "Everyone's eager to meet you. I've written a lot about you--about us." "Hmmm, well, I'm not sure I like that. Yet. Let's see, what should we say?" "Why don't we tell them what we just did?" "Oh, God, are you kidding?" Lynn saw my evil smile and her doubt dissolved. "Yes, you're right. That's what we'll do!" My hands flew over the keyboard as she fondled my dick. Well, all, the secret's out. I'm typing this with Little Lynn on my leg, and we're both feeling a little bit naughty tonight. Logging on in the nude isn't so unusual, but having Lynn's hands on my cock is. Now she's moving over-- Lynn straddled my thighs, placing my cock at the entrace to her slit as she nestled back onto my lap. --and pulling me into her, God it's smooth and wet and hot and tight, Jesus. She's on my lap and squeezing me with her inner muscles as she rocks, breathing quickly while I take her from behind. Is this exhibitionism? Then Lynn took my hands and cupped them to her tits while she typed. This is Little Lynn typing now, and Will's filling me with his cock, squeezing my nipples till they scream in pain and excitement. I can feel myself soaking his crotch with my juices. God, I'm so hot while I write this, it's like nothing I've ever done before. I think it is exhibitionism, honey, talking and fucking for the whole world. Oooooohhh, this feels so GOOD! If you could only feel this! I forced my hands back onto the keys. Lynn's going crazy. She's bucking up and down on my shaft. Her hands are alternating between her nipples and her clit and I can tell she's about to cummmmmm. She just collapsed onto me. Guess we'll have to do this more often . Look for it.... Bye for now Will B. Ready and Little Lynn Lynn had fallen back against me with a shower of cum on my legs and a series of wet kisses on my cheek. I was still hard inside her. She played with the exposed base of my shaft protruding from her slit. I was just about to log off when the screen cleared. Hey Will and Lynn! This is Sin! I can't believe what you two just did! "Sin"dy, the sysop, waited for a response. I typed back, Neither can we! Lynn just had a great orgasm and now she's tickling my balls, trying to get me to cum too. What're you up to? I've got a dildo crammed into my snatch. God, I just about collapsed too when I saw that message coming in. I'm so glad Lynnie decided to cum by! Lynn tapped quickly: Me too! This adds a whole new dimension to things! Is the dildo vibrating? Is it giving you the same buzz Will's giving me? God, yes, it's humming like a siren, tickling my walls and buzzing my lips. I'm pulling it in and out slowly, letting it glide up over my clit now and then and over my rosebud OH! and deep, deeper into my sopping cunt! Will's still inside me and I can feel him swelling while we talk! I've never felt him so big before! His lips are on my ears and he's kneading my tits like crazy, trying to buck under me. I'm doing my best to concentrate on squeezing him with my pussy, but you're really getting me HOT. God, I'm hot too, darling, and I'm so close, I'm on the verge of cumming, I'm working on my clit now, mashing it with the tip of this fleshy dildo, god the vibrations ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooooooooo ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I just came, darlings. Will did too! Just as your h's started streaming over the screen! I can feel his hot stickiness deep inside me, it's trickling down, God we're soaked! I am too. I'm going to have to get cleaned up here, so I'll let you go now. I can't wait to do it again, though! Us either. Oh, Sin, it's been so fun. So many new things to try, all those pictures are giving me dirty ideas. Will's going to have his work cut out for him. Talk to you again soon....bye! We logged off and sat back in the chair, embracing. Lynn started shivering so we went to the bathroom and showered, excitedly talking about our new horizons. Between the tapes, the GIFs, and the BBS, there weren't any secrets anymore. New dimensions had materialized for both of us. Lynn said she had a secret box, too, and she hoped I'd enjoy it as much as she had mine. I fell asleep with her that night in lust and in love, feeling the deepest sense of satisfaction I'd ever known. ................................................................... There is a special place that I would like you to know about. It's my own mail folder at Gary and Heather's BBS, in Atlanta, Georgia, (404-244-7059). I call my special place "HEATHER'S IN & OUT BOX." Please feel free to give me a call there anytime. You can leave me messages, let me know what you think about my stories, or just engage in some chit-chat. Come and join in on some good ole' adult fun with me and my friends. Bring along some of your own friends if you like....... we'd love to have you all! I'm sure we can have a delightfully wonderful time together. Hope to hear from you soon! Heather Dawson, Sysop !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WARNING: Unsafe sex in this day and age is just plain stupid. This story contains all sorts of unsafe sexual acts. This story is meant to entertain not to be imitated. Please live in the real world, and be careful with your body, you are issued only one in a lifetime. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! K r i s t e n B e c k e r ftp://asstr.ml.org (is the home of my collection) -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /