Message-ID: <6574eli$9803022252@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: SR Subject: (SR) New Friends -- FF chat (rom? sorta) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii 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: <19980302133642.19169.rocketmail@send1d.yahoomail.com> miners can't read without those lamp-hats on their heads. feel free to copy or archive. do whatever you want with it, just don't blame me. your mileage may vary. in the remotest depths of 1991 or 1992 or 1993 -- back when the worldwide web was just a gleam of spit in the corner of marc andreesen's pouty little mouth -- i spent lots and lots of time (and LOTS AND LOTS of money) dialed up to an annoying little bulletin board somewhere in america's heartland. it was an addiction that i thought i'd kicked... but sometimes on cold winter nights when my boyfriend is miles away it comes back. if you recognize yourself as a combatant in any of these, feel free to contact me (parasol_60@yahoo.com) but no flames, please, cuz i'm a delicate frail flower who might not be able to stand it. Online chat/conversation with Judy -- a late 20's-early 30's single woman from Indiana whom I'd known for a little while. I've never really been into GF, but I have to admit that I really loved chatting with her. As always, the journal seems to begin with the conversation already in progress. =============== Okay, I'm jumping the gun a little, hmmm? I guess I'm looking forward to "ending" it this evening, ok? okokokok but first what kinda dogs do you have? i love dogs. Really? I have two Border Collies... mostly black, with white blazes on their face... one's about 1 1/2 years old, the other just under a year. Do you know the breed? yes my nephew has one i think they are adorable, and so smart! Yeah... sometimes TOO smart, I think. But I love them. They're really wonderful for me... and I try to be wonderful for them, too. Do you have any pets? Or did you ever? yes i had a dalmation but he died about 3 yrs. ago and i miss him terribly , i can't have any pets in this apt. and i'd love to have one but it's not to be i guess, it's really hard to keep a big dog in town especially when you're gone most of the day. Yeah, I know. I felt bad about that... which is why I got two. ya at least they are company to each other when you are gone. Plus I try to work with them a lot in the morning and in the evening, running out on the fields, there's a golf course nearby where we go for about an hour each morning (before the golfers get up). I don't want to let it pass: I'm really sorry to hear your dalmatian died. Very sorry. I know how that can hurt. yes its like losing a family member i had him for about 8 yrs. and he was so affectionate and faithful it's like having someone meet you at home every night and really care you are there. Yeah... they're wonderful alright. Sitting around by my feet, right now. ha keeping your feet warm. Yeah... (smile) I like dalmations, too: there are about two we see when we go out walking on the weekends. what are their names ? "Pilot" and "Thunder" male or female? both male, but neutered. oh! too bad well that doesn't mean they can't think about it. Yeah, but at least it keeps them off my leg! haha well that's not so bad if you don't have shorts on ha. (You are definitely a stitch, girl!) so anyway last week i got over my period and feel pretty good now the job is kinda getting better and i've seen everyone in my territory so i'm "in the groove" so to speak, i've been under the gun since i moved up here and you are the only bright spot that i've experienced since i left des moines. it's important that i tell you that and you believe me that im sincere. I believe you... I'm sorry if things are going sort of slow for you now. Things will pick up, I'm sure. They have a way of doing that. But, hey! I'm here. I wanted to tell you something similar: I never really thought I could have this sort of friendship with a woman, where "sex" was such a -- dunno what the word is -- big part of it. Hmmm. Never really thought of it that way, but it is pretty funny to me how important this chance to chat/play/fantasize/ meet with you has become. ya i understand the other morning i woke up early and the sun was just coming up and casting those long shadows along my window, i was thinking of you and started to touch myself, i like to take my ring finger and touch the edge of my pussy along the lips where the hair ends and there is the faintest hint of moistness touch it ever so lightly just barely like a tongue would do , my lips swell under that caress and my thoughts of you fill my brain and i get real warm inside. Oh, love. You've got my breath coming so hard. I know exactly what you mean. That lazy sort of time in the morning is really special. You can let anything come into your mind... and it's still got that dream-y quality from the night. Things you imagine can almost feel real. ya / say do you live with anyone or do you live alone? i can't remember if you told me or not. I live alone, but I have a boyfriend I see on the weekends -- either his place or mine, usually on Fri or Sat nights. Nope, usually it's just me and the dogs here, most of the time..., i see, that's nice. what's his name? Eric... he's a little bit older than me (40) and he lives with his 8-year-old son, a few miles away. that's great , i'm envious i hope to find somone up here soon im sure i will now that things have settled down a little. Well, I'm not really sure there's much in my life or the relationship to be "envious" of... but I appreciate the sentiment. Hope you DO find somebody to be friends with, though. It's good to have someone you can vent this ridiculous physical lust with. ya and it sounds like we need it you and me! any way where were we... do you like to masturbate as often as i do??????? Gee, hard to say: how often is THAT? (grin) well, I'll tell you -- I really do like to "masturbate" but only every few days. To tell you the truth, (this might sound funny or weird) I prefer to keep a kind of a "low grade rush" going for a long, long time -- and not let it reach "climax"... it's what I like, though: it's always so much more intense when I finally DO come. How often do you masturbate? gosh we are so much alike its scary, thats exactly the way i do it too if i touch myself very lightly i can have that response that i spoke about before -- in other words i can bring myself to a point of readiness so to speak with those "gossamer carresses" and enjoy the heightened rush as you say for a long time. sometimes a few days before i come. but when i talk to you all bets are off haha. (blush) well, thank you (blush again)... I know if we held our brains up to a mirror we'd see each other, sweet. It's amazing to me. Ever since that first night. Really amazing (long kiss to see and seal my amazement) ya what do you have on while you are at your computer tonight/ and where is your computer in the house??? Well, I'm wearing (sorry, not exactly a "feed the fantasy" answer, but it's the truth) jeans and a flannel shirt -- it's COLD here tonight! My computer area is in a little nook behind the stairs (this is a three-story town-house type condo, with a spiral staircase that goes from the third-floor bedroom down to this floor with this little "nook" and the kitchen, or further downstairs to the "living" room, etc. im wearing my cut off sweats and a sweatshirt / and my computer is in the second bedroom (i call it my bed and breakfast). Your apartment sounds like it's pretty large -- two bedrooms? yes its pretty good size the building is pretty old but it was built when things were cheap , i'm lucky to get it there is a college close by and demand is great in this area for apts. but a friend of mine in chicago pays more rent for an apt. half this size. so i guess it depends where you live. Yup. Rents here are ridiculous. Which is why I bought this place... but then the bottom fell out and the mortgage is for more than the current market value. Oh well, I cried that one out a few years ago I don't need to cry about it today... no and i don't want you to, what the hell you have to live somewhere. plus it'll come back. Yup (said brightly and cheerily)! So, what else do you want to know? What sort of underwear are you wearing: I'll make a guess, ok? I guess... NONE? give that lady a prize! I know the prize I'd like right now... but it's about 1,000 miles away (pouting) mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm now what could that be? as i imagine those jeans being unbuttoned. Well... I'd like to be able to imagine what it might be like to be together right now. There are SO many things I've imagined doing with you. And I have it on good authority that YOU have had similar thoughts in the morning, with the sunlight peeking in through the windows... yes i belive you have a very good insight into that situation. How perceptive! So, what are you doing now? I've already unzipped and lowered my jeans, and unbuttoned my shirt -- I don't want to think I'm in anything ALONE... oh sara i want to make love to you so bad, i want to come up behind you and put my hands on yor sholders and turn you around and bend down and slowly lower my face to yours lightly letting my lips caress your hair and forehead then your eyes and nowe then your open mouth so lightly that you cant tell if its my lips or my breath that is touching you then touch your tongue with mine.. Oh, Judy. I can actually feel your breath on the back of my neck. I've got goosebumps all over my body from your luscious description. I wouldn't let you stay that close to my mouth without stroking your lips, you tongue, your cheeks, your face with my warm wet tongue. I want to stand, to hug, to press my body against yours, to savor the touch of you on every inch of my body, not pulling you with my arms, but pressing my body forward to touch yours -- at our knees, across our thighs, the gently swell of our bellies, the hardness of our hips, the gentle swell of our ribcage, the firm pressure of our breasts, the caress of my arms the length of yours (holding hands on both sides) and the touch at chin, the way our cheeks could rub, the way our lips could slide against each other, our eyelashes just touch like little butterflies kissing. Our foreheads, our hair (I'd like to braid our hair together so we'd be locked face to face until we could untie it) Oh Judy I want you. good GOD you have such a command of this language that i'm amazed what a word picture i get so excited talking to you i can't describe it my pussy is quivering inside right now as i type and im so wet and ready. i imagine you at your desk during the day i imagine you on your way to work and coming home, i imagine you out with your dogs, i imagine you in bed , i think about you at your computer with one foot on the chair your knee almost under your chin the other leg spread out so your hand can gently touch your beautiful center and reading what im writing to you, right now i'm jealous of your fingers and hand my breasts are firm and my nipples are hard and ready for you. (God, my fingers are getting the keyboard all sticky. And you say I have a way with description. YOU hit the nail so smack on the head it's not even funny!) I'd love to be able to suck those hard nipples into my warm mouth. Then, when they're inside and all soft and luscious and warm and wet, I can open my mouth and let my breath stream by them and the moisture quickly evaporates, sending a chill through the quivering flesh of your breast. The areole quickly covers with goosebumps, and my tongue could stroke them gently away. I'd start to stroke, starting at the very bottom of your breast (mine are covered with a fine, almost invisible covering of downy short hair... are yours?) yes and right now ive got goose bumps because one its a little chilly in here and most of all your talking about them. So, anyway, I'd take my tongue and start at the bottom, right under the cleft, and run my tongue up and over, stroking the muscles beneath your flesh. Across your nipple, but running for your collarbone -- and then, across your collarbone, and then back down to come to rest on your nipple. My tongue would slowly swirl around the nipple -- keeping it wet, keeping it safe and protected, while my hand begins a gently stroking of the soft pubes at the tip of your lower hair. Not touching ANYTHING sexual, just yet, just reveling in the freedom to fondle your hair, to pull, to slowly twirl my fingers in it the way I like to do to my own, to stroke the outer lips and run my fingers back to see how far back the soft, sweet curly floss goes. Then, slowly stroking the outer labia I continue to play in your hair with my fingertips. mmmmmmmmmm i'm reveling in your description as you are talking i'm doing what you say you would be doing / i need to get you on the bed sara and start that trail of warm light kisses down your body worshiping at your breast laving your nipples until they stand up rigidly and then let my mouth open over your firm nipples sucking them in to my mouth all the time swirling my tounge over them making love to them individually and together after i get to my knees and perpendicular to your body i start to move my face and tongue slowly down over your rib cage kissing and licking all the way past your sternum across your belly and to the edge of your hair, my breath mingles with the odor of your sweet pussy and the aroma is intoxicating =========== at this point the journal was apparently interrupted. if it matters, i do recall that the conversation ended happily for all involved parties . _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? 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