Message-ID: <6594eli$9803032151@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: SR Subject: NEW STORY: My First Capture (MF chat/story) 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: <19980303160006.14176.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. i think i'm almost getting the hang of this. 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. This was early days; I didn't even know how to turn on logging in RipTerm, if you can believe such a thing. A guy I was chatting with did a capture on our conversation and several days later sent it back to me with his own liberal addendum at the end -- I think you'll be able to tell stylistically where the "add-on" comes in. At the time I guess I was pretty scandalized, especially since earlier in the conversation I'd told him some fairly personal stuff about memories of childhood and growing up and painful personal sexual experiences. Well, he assured me he hadn't done a "capture" of any of THAT stuff so I should feel my secrets were safe with him. What the hell, that stuff about the priest was MOSTLY lies... ======== Yes, my love... if you'll let me do the honors? I kneel slowly between your legs as you sit at the keyboard, pushing you back slightly, to allow me to position myself without hitting my head. My fingertips on your thighs push your chair backwards, and you slide back to accomodate me. My fingers grasp your erect member, slowly working up and down, while my hot breath draws closer and closer to your gorgeous cock. You can feel the breath from my mouth stirring your curly brown pubic hairs, and the slight moisture from my breath making your shaft cool in the night breeze. I touch the tip of your cock with my tongue, and slowly tease the head of your cock into my warm, wet mouth. My other hand cups your scrotum and feels the weight of your balls, tickling you gently as my lips and tongue tease your head into my mouth. My fingers encircle your shaft, and I stroke you gently up and down, as your head swells to fit the top of my mouth... It nestles softly against my tongue as I lick back and forth, up and down, and as your hands move to the back of my head I move forward, taking more of your luscious cock into my waiting mouth. I want to swallow all of it, and slowly bob my head up and down, feeling your excitement grow as your manhood swells to fill the willing, wet, warm cavity of my mouth. My hand on your balls tugs slowly at the left nut, then the right, then holds both gently between the palm and the fingers until your hands have forced my head down upon your entire erect shaft, which is pressing itself firmly into the back of my throat. I moan softly, letting my breath escape along the length of your cock, and you relax. I squeeze your balls tighter in my palm. O God, keep on doing it... Don't stop! I swirl my tongue around the thick, sensitive, swollen head of your cock, until it comes to rest just behind the top of your glans, where I flick my tongue back and forth, until you scream in a frenzy and stroke your cock against my will into the deepest recesses of my mouth, my throat. You pull my head off of you, until just the tip is between my lips, and then stroke it back into my mouth, pulling me across the head of your cock, the shaft, until my lower lip comes to rest against your balls. You pull out of my mouth again, I keep my lips locked on the shaft of your cock, and you feel my tongue stroke against the shaft, the head, and (as my head comes away from your cock-head for a second) the tip of your penis until you push yourself (your hands on the sides of my head) back into my mouth, warm, waiting, wet, tight... I groan, moan, and struggle to get free but you hold me so tight. I close my lips on you, trying to get free from your ravishing cock, I tighten my teeth slowly, until despite the fact that you want to come inside my mouth SO MUCH you have to let me go... and I stand up, my drenched cunt pouring beads of woman's juice down the inside of my thigh. I turn my back to you, grasp your penis between my thumb and forefinger, and lower myself onto your rock-hard cock. Inch after inch I slide onto you, taking you deeper and deeper into the center of me, while you slowly moan and groan behind me. With your hands on my hips you pull me tight against you, your cock nestled deep within me... the head of your cock tight against my cervix. I lean back, sigh, and you take your hands and stroke my breasts. The nipples become rock-hard with your attention, but your hands move lower, placing a finger between my glistening, curly-haired pubes as you feel your prick sliding in and out of me. My clit is under your hand... you push aside the folds of flesh that veil it and it breathes under your touch... you stroke it as I move myself up and down on your throbbing wonderful cock... Your fingers touch me where your cock slides inside me, And with the feel of your fingers all over me I cannot help but begin throb uncontrollably I'm ready... are you? Oh, lover, I've been ready for days... Then take my explosion of pleasure as a gift of love I pull off your throbbing cock, turn, and take it into my mouth. The warm wet splatter of your cum fills my mouth, and I struggle to swallow it all. Auuuggghhh!!! I came. Sweet, lover. Thank you! Good God, thank you! (Big wet sloppy kiss on the mouth, dribbles of your cum dropping back into your mouth) My turn, now. Still gasping for breath after the exquisite convulsions of erotic pleasure you have given me, I suck hungrily at your cum-filled mouth, exploring with my tongue, and tasting my own bittersweet cream with continued aftershocks of pleasure still twitching in my loins. My hands again find your breasts, dangling in front of me as you lean over my sweaty, naked body sharing a long, intense kiss. Our tongues explore, and we suck hungrily at each other's mouths, sometimes forcefully tongue-fucking each other, sometimes gently and tantalizingly nibbling at each other's lips. I cup your breasts, just holding their soft weight in my hands, appreciating the feel of naked flesh pressed against me. You pull back from our prolonged kiss, you hair disshevelled and tossed to one side and we smile at each other. A left-over gob of my spent cum still hangs from your chin, and your lips are sticky with the remains of my pleasure. "God, you're beautiful," I sigh, looking up into your smiling eyes. I pull your head down again and lick your chin clean, then start to explore your lips again, holding your head gently in my hands. We playfully nibble and bite at each other's lips, and I growl like a panther luring his mate in heat. "I want to return the favor," I say, pulling my lips free. I slide my hands down over your breasts, stopping just long enough to pay a special visit to your nipples. You suck in your breath as I gently rub my palms over them, feeling them harden a little. Then I slide my hands down over your belly, slipping my right hand over your pussy fur, and my left around your hip to cup your ass-cheek. I scratch your fur and play with it, pulling it gently. You press your pussy against my hand, wanting me to go deeper, but I tantalize you with the lightest of touches just at the top of your wet slit. You are still leaning over me with your hands on my shoulders, but you have thrown your head back and closed your eyes as you concentrate on my hand, teasing closer and closer to your pleasure center. Your breasts are too much for me, swaying erotically in front of my face, so I sit up a litle straighter and find your left nipple with my lips. I wrap my lips around your nipple and let it pop out, then I use my tongue to explore it, pushing it gently up, down, and to either side. Taking it into my mouth again, I softly humm, transmitting the low vibrations of my voice directly into the extremely sensitive nerves surrounding your now-stiff nipple. I hear you moan lightly, and I leave your left nipple, kissing my way down the side of your breast, across between your twin mounds, and up onto the right, arriving at your nipple so slowly, so imperceptibly, that you feel my breath on it before my lips even touch it. When I do draw it between my warm lips, you reward me with a gasp and a light shudder of pleasure. This time, while I am pleasuring your right breast, I slip my hand a little lower, and you instinctively spread your legs for me. I cup your pussy gently, feeling the sticky wetness of your readiness on my fingers. It's time to make you more comfortable, so I let your hard little nipple pop out of my mouth and say, "You should lay back on the couch so I can do this properly, Sara." I watch you straighten up, still filled with awe at your erotic presence, and the sexy attractiveness of your naked body. I follow you to the couch, and you lean back on your left side, onto a soft cushion that feels cool against your flushed skin. I lift your right leg and place it on the couch, leaving your left leg dangling over the edge. The position opens your pussy to me, and I observe the wetness covering the folds of your labia. Your breasts sway to one side, and jiggle pleasantly as you straighten yourself and get comfortable, knowing what I am about to do. I see you looking at my spent cock, curving softly out over my balls. You reach up and touch it, smiling, and cupping cock and balls in your hand. then your eyes meet mine, and we exchange glances so full of unbridled lust that the energy is almost overwhelming. "Get ready, Sara," I say, "to go for a long, long ride. I'll do the driving, if you don't mind." You smile, and say, "Take me there, Bobby. Let's go!" I kneel next to the couch between your splayed legs and slowly caress your whole body. Starting with both my hands on your pussy fuzz, I slip them up your belly, just gently touching, not quite tickling, until I find the twin mounds of your breasts. Fondling and squeezing for a moment, I elicit a soft moan as the pleasant sensations in your breasts connect with that mysterious pathway through your brain that makes your cunt tingle and twinge. My breath plays across your belly button as I lean forward to fondle your breasts, and my chest presses against your inner thighs. After a few moments of sensitive attention to your beautiful breasts, I reach all the way up and caress both your cheeks, your temples, your ears, and back down your throat. This time, I pull slowly back, trailing my hands back down over your swollen tits touching you with just my fingernails... so lightly. You gasp softly as I cross your ultra-sensitive nipples, then continue down across your belly. I feel you twitch as the sensation becomes almost - but not quite ticklish when I reach your softly rounded belly and approach your dark triangle of fur. I make several more passes up and down across this special, sensitive area before leaning back and trailing my fingertips down your legs, then up again, teasing your soft, white inner thighs with just the lightest and softest of touches. Soft moans escape your lips as I continue to tease, heightening your excitement. Running my fingers back up the inside of your thighs, I converge on your pussy with both hands. I place both hands on your pussy fur, with my thumbs spread back against the sides of your wet vulval lips. Without warning I open my mouth and engulf your entire sloppy wet pussy, sliding my tongue up between the soft folds until I feel your hard little clit. You yell and convulse with the surprise, and with a final little tickle, I pull back. Your breath is coming faster, now, as the teasing and touching have made you incredibly sensitive. I appreciatively watch your breasts swaying on your chest as you breathe, waiting for you to calm. I lower my head again, this time just blowing gently. The coolness of my breath invades your wetness, giving you little shivers of delight. Your eyes are closed and your luscious lips are open as you surrender yourself completely to my pleasuring. I start to lick at your soft, wet lips, gently, slowly teasing them apart until I can see your vaginal opening - the place of pleasure where my cock had been thrusting insistently only a few minutes before. Further teasing, I lick just above the opening, locating your pleasure knob - your little clit - and I begin to do some serious licking. I hear groans of excitement, and glancing up, I see that you have cupped your breasts in your own hands, giving yourself even more pleasure. I stop for a second and say, "That's right, Sara, you deserve all the pleasure you can possibly feel right now. Here we go!" I work my tongue back between your slippery folds, exploring your vaginal opening, then returning to that special place, teasing and licking sooooo gently, that you hardly notice that I have taken you over the edge until the familiar twinge deep in the core of your sex radiates out for the first time. Feeling the first twinges of your orgasmic response to my loving stimulation, I pick up the tempo, and you crash into a total-body orgasm, thrashing and screaming, clamping your thighs around my head and mashing my face into your throbbing pussy. Your belly convulses and your hips jerk involuntarily, ramming your pussy up against my face again and again. I lick at your clit a bit more, my face smeared with your tasty juices, until you beg me to stop: "Oh God, Stop! No more! Ohhhhh!" I let you come down slowly, feeling your belly still jerking under my hands, until you are relaxed again, gasping for breath, and you release my head from between your thighs. I let you relax a bit, still holding you, but not touching your over-sensitive clit. "You want to go there again, Sara?" I ask. You only moan in response, but I feel your belly twitch again, so I prepare to go back to work. This time, I take my right hand, leaving my left on your belly, and begin to probe into your well-lubed well of pleasure with my middle finger. Your appreciative moans encourage me to continue. I try two fingers, and they slide right in, enveloped in the warm, wet depths of your still-twitching cunt. Rubbing your soft belly with my left hand, slowly probing in and out of your cunt with my right, I lower my head again and open your folds until I relocate your clit. Your breath is already quickening, and low moans of pleasure boil up from the core of your sex, assaulted now by both hands and tongue. Your moans turn to whimpers as I start and stop my movements, giving you plenty of time to build up the energy for a second burst of pleasure. Curling my fingers deep inside of your cunt, I find the special place, the "G-spot" on the upper side of your vagina, and massage it lightly while my tongue starts to twiddle your clit again. Your whimpers increase in volume, until I feel your vaginal muscle clamp down on my fingers, and I know that I have sent you on a second cosmic journey out of your mind and totally into your body, consuming your consciousness with utter pleasure. The most incredibly erotic grunts and groans escape your lovely lips as you thrash and jerk, consumed by the libidinous pleasure that pulses up from the core of your sex and convulses every muscle in your sweating, naked body. Your hands grasp your own breasts, squeezing them in a feedback cycle that adds even more fuel to the sexual fire raging in your belly. I struggle to breathe, trapped by your jerking thighs with my face smashed into your pussy. I let you calm down slowly again, until your moaning dies slowly away, and your legs relax. I slowly ease my fingers out of your cunt, amazed at how wet they are. I sit back, just observing your satiated body readjusting to a more tranquil life again. Minutes pass, while you glow in the light aftershocks of the two tremendous explosions of pleasure you have just experienced. I notice that your eyes are open again, so I kneel up straight to be able to meet your gaze. Your eyes are still glazed, your sensibilities still swamped with the overload of pleasure you have just experienced. "Oh, Bobby," you whisper, "That was wonderful... I wish your cock had been inside me for that second one... what a squeezing you would have gotten!" "I felt it, my sweet, and I tasted it. There's almost nothing more pleasurable to me than giving you pleasure." You smile wryly, "And what, as if I can't guess, is more pleasurable than that?" "Taking pleasure in you myself is the only thing I know that beats it." "Come up here and hold me," you ask, "I want to just hold you for a while." You arrange yourself on your side with your back against the couch, and I slither up onto the cushions carefully. As I cuddle in next to you, I feel the gentle pressure of your breasts on my chest, and you feel the probing pressure of my rejuvenated cock against your thigh. I wrap my arms around you, pulling myself against you, and you say, "Your cock never gives up, does it?" "I had too much fun getting you off, I guess," I whisper in your ear. "OK, come on in," you respond playfully, lifting your leg slightly, and allowing my stiff cock to pop between your legs. I shift my weight a bit, and feel my uncircumcised cock-head against the inviting wetness between your legs. With a few wiggles, my cock instinctively locates its target, and a slight pressure from you pops the head inside your still-sloppy cunt, rolling back the foreskin. Cupping your ass-cheeks in my hands, I pull you toward me and drive my manhood deep into you, until our pubic hair is as intertwined as our bodies. Then we lay still for a long time, just feeling the wonderful sensations of our relaxed coupling. Occasionally my cock twitches, reminding both of us why it's nestled deep inside your receptive cunt. Snuggling against me with your soft breasts pressed against my chest, you whisper, "Just fuck away, Bobby. It's OK with me." I begin to stroke slowly in and out, not realizing how excited I really am until I feel a familiar pulse in my loins after only a dozen strokes. "I'm gonna..." I start to say, but my sentence is interrupted by a groan of pleasure, as the sweet release rushes through me, and my cock joyfully blasts a fountain of thick male cream deep into your belly. You rock your hips back and forth a little, just to drive me crazy with pleasure, then, as my pulsing slows and my body relaxes, we fall asleep in seconds, wrapped in each other's arms with my softening cock still inside your warm belly. _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |