From: celeste801@aol.com (Celeste801) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Celestes Top 15 Stories - March 1996 Date: 17 Apr 1996 15:54:15 -0400 Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) Lines: 491 Sender: root@newsbf02.news.aol.com Message-ID: <4l3i97$d6j@newsbf02.news.aol.com> Reply-To: celeste801@aol.com (Celeste801) NNTP-Posting-Host: newsbf02.mail.aol.com Xref: news.primenet.com alt.sex.stories:146517 Celeste's Top 15 Stories - March 1996 Starting at the beginning of each month, I keep a running list of stories that I think might might have a chance to make this list. By March 16, I had fifteen excellent stories; and so I had to start bumping stories as I added more stories from subsequent Reviews. Many of the stories that I bumped probably would have made the Top 50 for the entire year of 1995! The stories on this list are really good stories. I constantly see messages wondering "where the good stories are." I wonder where these people are looking. Note that authors may wish to help readers find their stories by reposting those on this list. You may want to accompany your repost with a note such as "Celeste's March #3:" Here's the list: 1. "Anything" by Delta 2. "Novice" by Wollstonecraft 3. "The Passing of Seasons" by Linda B 4. "College Reunion" by Deidre Ng 5. "Dispensation of Grace" by Horangi 6. "Hands On" by Deidre Ng 7. "Tidal Passion" by Patrick Donovan 8. "How I Met Pat and Julie" by Mark Aster 9. "For You" by D.A. Ignatius 10. "Healing" by D.A. Ignatius 11. "My Weekend with Nancy" by Steve Black 12. "Face of Betrayal" by Morpheus' Twin 13. "Heat" by Mark Aster 14. "The Drive" by M. M. Twassel 15. "Red Hot" by Sue Here are the original reviews, arranged in alphabetical order: "Anything" by Delta (an248969@anon.penet.fi). Lance is driving his car on a dismal night, concerned and annoyed because his wife is inexplicably upset and has gone to visit her sister. In this state of emotional tension, he picks up a young, female hitchhiker. Susan thinks she recognizes Lance, but she doubts that this is really the case. Susan comments that she would do "anything" for a ride all the way to her distant destination by 9:00 the next morning. Lance quickly takes her up on her offer, and off they go on their mutual odyssey. Susan is upset when he pulls up at his house - obviously to cash in on "anything"; but it turns out that he has to feed the cat. The shifts in mood and in sexual tension continue throughout the story. The author constantly switches rapidly but smoothly between the viewpoints of the two protagonists, describing the thoughts and emotions of each. Neither knows what the other is thinking, and we constantly see how each is sometimes right and sometimes wrong in his or her perceptions of the other. What Delta does as well as or perhaps better than anyone is tell a COMPLETE STORY - a story with a plot that involves me as the reader and plays with my mind as I think I know what is going to happen next. This is a truly excellent and sexy story. "College Reunion" by Deidre Ng (Deidre Ng@aol.com). Every year each school throughout the entire world has a parents' night or something of the sort, when parents dutifully trot off to school and find out how the kiddies are doing. At the lower grade levels, nearly all the parents who can possibly do so show up; but as kids enter high school, the crowd of parents thins out substantially. Probably the single most common comment in teachers' lounges at this time of year is, "The parents I need to see never show up. The only parents I ever see around here are those whose children are already doing good work!" We have a similar phenomenon here on this newsgroup. (After I noticed this analogy, I had to point it out to someone; and I figured you people would handle the analogy a little better than those in the teachers' lounge.) The writers who least need to revise their stories are the most likely to revise them before reposting those stories. This is the THIRD revision by Deidre Ng of this story. When she first posted it, I rated it a 10. So she revised it and reposted it; and it was even better. So I rated it a 10. At least this time, I have a new rating system, and so I can give it three 10's. Briefly stated, this is a story about a passionate reunion between two woman who had previously been very fond of each other as college roommates. The author effectively moves back and forth among past and present scenarios. An interesting aspect of this story is that Deidre gets away with the use of the second person (you), which I normally find obnoxious. In most cases, "you" stories put the reader in a bad spot. For example, in the present case the "you" is a female lesbian (actually, a hearty bisexual); and so all males and many females would possibly have trouble identifying with that perspective. However, Deidre manages to use this point of view effectively. As an ultimate test, I asked my husband to read the story and to let me know if anything bothered him. He showed me what "bothered" him all right, and we had a delightful rest of the evening. Incidentally, to encourage such revisions, I WILL consider revisions of old stories to be eligible when I make up my monthly and annual Top 15 and Top 100 lists. "Dispensation of Grace" by Horangi (an182766@anon.penet.fi). One of my favorite songs is "Amazing Grace." This is not because I have a proclivity for bagpipe music, but rather because several years ago I had a student named Grace who was very mature for her age. Because of her alluring, seductive behavior and because of the images she conjured up in his head, my husband used to call her "Amazing Grace." One night after a football game he and I noticed her making it with two guys under the grandstand. That night my husband hummed "Amazing Grace" while he ate me out. A week or so later we were in a movie theater when we saw Grace and her current boyfriend making out a few rows over. My husband whispered in my ear what he would like to do to me and Amazing Grace, and I think I actually timed my orgasm to come with hers. The next Sunday the congregation sang "Amazing Grace" in church. I did not have an orgasm on that occasion, but I did have a hard time afterwards explaining to the kids what I was laughing about. What I am saying, I guess, is that the title of this story didn't exactly put me off. In this story, "Mark" (that's not his real name; but that doesn't matter, because he's not even a real person) is a Ph.D. candidate and teaching assistant in anthropology at a large California university. He goes into a sex fantasy booth and is startled to see Grace (one of his most beautiful students) looking back at him through the one-way mirror. This encounter leads to some thoroughly stimulating activities for both of them. Mark incorporates Grace into his fantasy life with Helen, his fiancee who has been forced to live in a distant city. Actually, it's not all that likely that a college student would find personal and sexual fulfillment that would enrich her life by taking a job that required her to strip and masturbate while horny, anonymous guys pound the bald-headed moose on the other side of a one-way mirror. Nor is it all that likely that a lonely guy is going to find a meaningful relationship in a sleazy booth in a red-light district. But there's something about the idea of two people, separated only by a thin one-way mirror, with breasts pushed up against one side, and cum shooting against the other... anyway, it's one helluva fantasy. As the song says, "You gotta have a wet dream, 'Cuz if you don't have a wet dream, How you gonna have a wet dream come true?" Or something like that. Come to think of it, compared to the movie "Pretty Woman" this plot is stark realism. The story examines in an interesting manner some complex and erotic emotions. For example, since "Mark" is both the teacher and the invisible patron, he views Grace as both a demure virgin and a sexy slut; and he finds this combination to be most enticing. Grace herself eventually opens up and discusses with Mark aspects of her own life outside the booth. A part of the sexual tension is that they are both being very unsafe in this form of safe sex in which they are engaged. In her job, Grace is running the risk that sooner or later someone will come into the booth and recognize her. And Mark is taking a risk that Grace will discover that he is her instructor, and there is no way of knowing what that could lead to, for better or worse. I don't want to ruin the story by telling you too much of the plot. Suffice it to say that I especially enjoyed the confessional fantasy, when Grace reverted to her high school uniform and confessed her sins to Mark, who in his role as a patron in the booth actually did resemble a priest in the confessional. Oh! One more thing. In this story Grace is experiencing some problems outside her booth life. She suffers from depression and visits a therapist; but she hasn't yet told the therapist about her job. Here's some free advice. If you are paying a therapist huge amounts of money to help you solve your problems, for God's sake tell the therapist if you happen to supplement your income by having real or fake orgasms for pay in a sex fantasy booth. The information may be relevant to your problem. At the very least, the therapist may be willing to let you pay for your session with in-kind services. Overall, this was an excellent, well-rounded story. The author even spelled the word "discreet" correctly, which is the mark of a truly literate person. But the main reason I liked it was because it prompted me to go into the bedroom shortly after midnight humming, "Amazing Grace, how sweet she is, to suck a cock like mine." I go to school very tired some mornings after I review these stories! Since the author will use the anonymous mailing service to post the story, there's a chance you might have trouble finding the whole thing when he reposts it - the parts may become widely separated. My advice to you is to wait until you have all three parts of the story. Then brace yourself for an amazing evening with Grace. "The Drive" by M.M. Twassel (WEGalen@aol.com). The woman is driving her own car, when the car in front of her swerves sharply. She becomes aware that it is likely that the girl in the car in front of her is launching her boyfriend's love missile, causing him to lose control of the steering wheel. At the traffic light, they make brief eye contact, and she fantasizes about what could happen. This is the second story I have read by this author. Both were very short but well-crafted stories. It's a lot like Deirdre with Normal People - assuming, of course, that a normal person would be interested in giving head to a guy standing through the sunroof of his car in the middle of a roadside parking lot, while being careful not to soil the seat covers. "Face of Betrayal" by Morpheus' Twin (an282402@anon.penet.fi). Rick comes home from work unexpectedly and finds his wife (Maddie) in bed with another man. Rick doesn't burst into the room and raise hell or sneak away to feel hurt or plot revenge; rather, he reasons about what he sees. He is primarily angry; but once he settles down, he also finds it a little bit stimulating. He reflects on his sex life and his overall relationship with his wife, and he decides that life is actually pretty good. And so he calmly walks into the room, takes off his clothes and joins the copulating couple. They are stunned at first; but once they are instructed to do so, they manage to continue their activity with the added participant. As the narrator puts it - he treated the man as a guest not only in his home, but in his wife as well. After the confrontation, the stranger comes rapidly inside Maddie; and then Rick and his wife go at it together. Rick is reassured by Maddie's obvious ardor in their lovemaking, and they climax happily. Afterwards, Rick gets his Swiss army knife from his coat pocket, kills them both, and chops their bodies into small pieces with an axe that he keeps in the hall closet. No; that doesn't happen! I don't know what came over me to make me say that. What really happens is Rick tells the stranger to get lost so that he and Maddie can talk things over. Rick asks his wife for an explanation, and she replies that she has secretly been reviewing stories written by a person named Deirdre for an Internet newsgroup and that a mysterious force had seized control over her and forced her to have anal sex with young men assigned to her by her new mistress. Actually, that doesn't happen either; but I kind of like that plot. You'll have to read the story to see what really does happen. In real life, the conflict resolution strategy employed by this couple may be risky. Both Abby and Ann would suggest that husband and wife should consult a counselor. However, this story makes for much more interesting reading. My own advice from the Dear Celeste column is if you or your spouse feel a need for something like this, you should read a good story (like this one) and get it out of your system vicariously. That way no one gets hurt. "For You" by D.A. Ignatius (jash@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu). Katerina has instructed Jonathan to dress in formal attire for their evening date. Then she comes and picks him up to take him to their destination - blindfolded. I'm not going to tell you the details of this story; suffice it to say that this story involves the kind of bondage that I myself find sexy as hell. It is the kind of domination that involves no humiliation of the the bound partner; rather the whole goal is to turn over the control of the bound person's pleasure to his loving partner. This story is a very close approximation of the events of my own tenth wedding anniversary, when I successfully surprised my husband by celebrating it on our nine-and-a-halfth anniversary. The main difference between this story and our real anniversary is that this story does not include a traffic cop. This is one sexy story that you can safely use as a recipe for real life. "Hands On" by Deidre Ng (Deidre Ng@aol.com). Deidre Ng employs the flashback technique as effectively as anyone I know on this newsgroup. She even does flashbacks within flashbacks without confusing the reader. In this case, she starts the story giving a hand job to her present lover and immediately flashes back to the first hand job she gave to her adolescent boyfriend. She then flashes back to her fourth grade fantasies of what sex must really be like. She moves back and forth through these nested scenes quite effectively. This is easy to read; but believe me, it is not easy to write this as well as Deidre does. The emerging adolescence that Deidre describes in this story is quite different from my own; but as I read her description it was totally believable and almost nostalgic. Deidre's other stories are often what I might call "crazy sexy" - all out total passion, often in the context of a comparison to the activities of her insatiable sister Tammy. This story has a note of that sort of spontaneous sex, but it also demonstrates that Deidre can write in an entirely different mood. Incidentally, this author is Deidre - without an early "d" as in Deirdre. Both Deidre and Deirdre are excellent writers, but their stories are quite different. "Healing" by D.A. Ignatius (jash@kuhub.cc.ukans.edu). This is the sixth story I have reviewed in the DarkNites series. It begins as a very serious, almost somber story. Both of the woman's parents have died in some sort of recent tragedy. The man feels locked out of her life and wants to get back in. After a conflict of emotions they make tender love, and the lovemaking becomes part of the healing process. In a very real sense, this is not an enjoyable story. It is likely to remind you of some of the saddest times in your life. However, in another sense it is a most enjoyable story, because it leads to the insight that two people pulling together intimately can make a difference in each other's lives. "Heat" by Mark Aster (MyFrThAl@aol.com). Oh, shit! Now we've got lesbians on the police force! Well, not really - just a healthy bisexual who is willing to have a good time with a friendly citizen or two on her beat. This is a very hot story. I have sort of half a resolution to make it a little harder for this author to keep getting all these high ratings. So after I read the first part of this story, I was ready to zap him: "The author is simply using the uniform implied by the title to titillate readers with a story that has nothing to do with police officers." I could lower his rating in the final two categories to at least 9. This fascination with women in uniform was something I could understand. Several years ago on Halloween, I had to take the kids door to door. They wanted me to wear a costume, and I went as a cop. I did nothing kinky on the streets: I wore the entire costume and kept the equipment on my belt; and the kids enjoyed it. However, I really got my money's worth after the kids went to bed, when I arrested the cowpoke with an arrow through his head who had been passing out goodies at our own house. In spite of my own fascination with the sexual potential of officers of the law, I figure the irrelevance factor should be good enough to bring this story down to maybe a 10, 9, 9. Except it turned out not to be true, as Sondra frisked Our Hero in the alley before they eventually consummated the act on the hood of the police car. Hot story! "How I Met Pat and Julie" by Mark Aster (MyFrThAl@aol.com). "The younger of the Allen sisters soaped my stomach and thighs with a warm washcloth while the elder, lying naked on the bed, masturbated lazily with a blue dildo, and told erotic stories in between orgasms. My cock had been hard in a relaxed comfortable way for some time, and the gentle rubbing of the rough wet cloth on my thighs and balls was driving me slowly crazy." So starts the pilot episode of Mark Aster's "My Friends the Allens". The "Allen Sisters" stories are loosely connected. I understand there are now about 20 of them. There is every indication that there will be at least 20 more. I hope so. The combined stories do not add up to a novel; the best comparison I can make is a sitcom. But since the stories are predominantly erotic rather than funny, perhaps a better analogy would be a porno version of an American soap opera. What I mean by this is that readers can start at any point in the series and even skip episodes without losing the continuity of the story. While doing so, readers can still enjoy both each separate story and the combined series, while developing a sort of friendship with the characters. The unnamed Hero/Narrator of these stories is a typical soap stud. If he lived in Salem or Aramid, he would be John Black or Bo Brady; but instead of having two middle aged women fighting over his favors or wrestling over which bride he should keep, our Hero is resigned to the quiet existence of servicing his two lovely friends, while the three of them unselfishly extend their favors into the world around them. While John and Bo frown a lot, Our Hero groans even more. Like John, he has no obvious means of earning a living; he just accompanies the girls to expensive resorts or attends parties at exclusive mansions and pleasantly groans and reciprocates ad infinitum. He is pleasantly insatiable, the kind of boytoy that even Madonna and her Evil Twin working as a tag team could not exhaust. Logically, I should have read this story first in the series; but I didn't know it existed until now. Finding it was like coming across the pilot story for a sitcom I had grown to love. The Friendly Threesome were quite at home in my mind's eye as they fucked and sucked their way through this initial episode. It's a really hot one. Somehow I'm glad I read it out of order; it was almost as much fun as the time I found the John Black FAQ on the World Wide Web. "My Weekend with Nancy" by Steve Black (c621097@showme.missouri.edu). Through a combination of brains and beauty Nancy LeDoux has made her way to the top ranks as a manager within the Ultimate Wrestling Association. Andy is a big fan of wrestling and of Nancy. Don't worry; you don't have to buy into the idea that pro wrestling is "real" in order to enjoy this story. Andy views Nancy as a beautiful woman who is good at promoting entertainment. Alas, Nancy hurts her ankle, and Andy helps her. Double alas - because of the injury, Nancy cannot sleep; and Andy helps her again. Triple alas, Nancy needs a man; and Andy redoubles his efforts to help out. It turns out Nancy is polyamorous. Andy has to decide if this is OK with him; and he says he needs time to think. Quite possibly, the reason for his hesitation was because he had to check the fine FAQ on that topic, available on alt.sex.wizards. Then Andy rescues Nancy from her crazed wrestler ex-husband. Next Nancy's sexy assistant Tamara starts coming on to Andy. Andy likes Tamara but resists her, because he wants to remain true to Nancy. But Tamara is going to be persistent. What will Andy do? I knew the answer, because I already knew all about polyamory. That's the value of having a good vocabulary and/or lurking in alt.sex.wizards. Actually, I *thought* I knew the answer, and I was pretty close. But I didn't guess the part about the handcuffs. This story has a slow build-up; but that's probably necessary. The ending was excellent. "Novice" by Wollstonecraft (an285729@anon.penet.fi ). The events in this story probably didn't really happen. If they did, we surely would have seen the participants on Donahue or one of the other talk shows by now. Actually, there's a good chance that this was written under a pseudonym by Donahue himself, to get even with those nuns for swatting his cute little ass when he talked during mass as a child. Anyway, the novice (a young woman aspiring to become a nun) looks out the window of her convent one evening and sees a young, wretched, homeless lad shivering on the ground. What can she do? Her charity demands that she invite him inside (through the window, of course). But alas, sleeping on the cold floor would hardly be better than sleeping on the ground and there's only one bed. Charity would demand sharing the bed. But double alas, his tattered clothes would soil the bed sheets; and so - cleanliness being next to godliness (more literally than usual, in this case) - she invites the young man into her bed clad only in a humble gown that she bestows on him. Recognizing that this might be a source of temptation, she cautiously enjoins him to be chaste. The good lad replies thus: "I would not press an unholy advantage as a result of your compassion, Sister, nor would I be so foolish as to risk the wrath of the Lord by despoiling His servant's perfect offering." Ah, 'tis the life of a saint we have described here - albeit a saint whose grasp of both theology and sexual reproduction seriously sucks. Will the young novice remain firm in her commitment to all that is holy or will the pull of the flesh impinge upon her cloistered life? This sounds a lot like "The Sound of Music", doesn't it? I don't want to reveal too much of the plot to you; there may be a few events in it that you haven't guessed yet. I enjoyed this story very much. It's almost as if Geoffrey Chaucer has returned through cyberspace with a modern version of "The Nun's Tale." Of course, real nuns don't really do things like this; they're almost as straight as English teachers and librarians - but less likely to be offended by this story, since they seldom surf a.s.s.. The falsehoods in this story probably originate in this author's primordial urge to wreak vengeance upon his childhood teachers, who possibly caught him masturbating during music class and made him stop or used the more common ploy of telling him that jerking his gherkin would make his voice get high and he'd have to sing with the girls. This story is filled with raw passion, but it lacks some elements of authenticity that would make it fully believable. For one thing, I happen to know that first vespers do not occur in convents at the time of day when they do in this story. And besides, if people did do things like this, someone sure as hell would be struck dead by lightning. Or something. "The Passing of Seasons" by Linda B (an274617@anon.penet.fi). I try to wait until all the parts of serialized stories have been posted before I post my review. I have seen seven parts of this story, and the seventh says it will be continued; but I am going to go ahead and post my review now. This is an exceptionally well written, sensitive story about the intimate relationship between two young girls. It's almost like a good Judy Blume story - except, of course, that teenagers read Judy Blume, whereas they would never think of reading stories on a.s.s., which are prohibited to them. In fact, I think it is possible that Linda B may actually be Judy Blume, prematurely reincarnated and living in that literary commune in a Waldenesque setting near Sulphur Springs. {Incidentally, if you think Judy Blume writes only for kids, you should read her "Smart Women," which is probably available in your local public library.} This author is intimately attuned to the emotions likely to be felt and expressed by teenagers trying to establish their sexual identities. I myself am a happy heterosexual, but I recall feeling many of these same emotions (if not the same activities) that Jenny and Sarah express in this story. (I have no intention of revisiting my discussion of whether practically all adolescent women experience these emotions.) This is a really good story. The author has an interesting disclaimer, which reads in part: "If you are a teenager, we as adults don't think that you should read this, even though you are sexually mature and probably have much more sexual desire than we do. We are merely jealous of your sexual virility. Please leave us alone to *fantasize* about being your age once again. I'm sorry but you'll have to wait until you're at least 18 before you can have your own fantasies. Preferably you should wait until you're at least 30 or older, that way you can really have something to fantasize about: your very own teenaged years!" "Red Hot" by Sue (suenh@kear.tdsnet.com). This story has a build-up that is itself longer than most of the sex stories on this newsgroup. By the time the real sex got started, I felt that I actually knew the participants. Sue serves as an art consultant to an elementary school. She meets with the teachers and principal; and after school she finds it necessary to accompany John (the principal) and two of the teachers (Polly and Michael) to the married couple's house. The chemistry starts to warm up when Michael shows Sue how to improve her technique at cutting zucchini - a vegetable I have never before seen mentioned on this newsgroup. The others eventually discover that this person with them is THE SueNH from the most popular Newsgroup on Internet. John has practically died and gone to heaven, because not only does he lurk on alt.sex.stories (which draws him to Sue), but he also is constantly on the alert for stories and pictures of red-heads (a disability which attracts him to Polly). Fortunately, John is not also attracted to burly, male, Eastern European art teachers; and so the prospects for grouping and groping look good. When someone suggests that Sue could write a story about their gathering, she disingenuously suggests that she needs more hints, and then the orgy ensues. It turns out that red-haired Polly does not object in principle to making it with her principal when she lets her down, and Michael is especially interested in Sue now that he has learned that she is one of the three hottest women on alt.sex.stories. It is only fitting that I end this pun-filled paragraph with Sue's own award-winning statement about Polly as she went to work on John: "Normally he was the principal. Tonight she was the headmistress." And I was so damned pleased with my own humble pun about the orgy ensuing! An interesting element of the story is that Sue several times mentions her own personal distaste for anal sex. She likes to be rimmed, but objects up the ass tend to strike her as painful. {You know, it's really hard to write this paragraph without sounding like I'm making puns! But I'm trying to be serious here.} The effect is really interesting. Sue is actually able to make the story more erotic by mentioning the kind of sex she is NOT having. "Tidal Passion" by Patrick Donovan (drwho@world.std.com). I had to reread the first few paragraphs of this story to make sure I had it right. This couple was traveling together to Florida for a winter vacation; they were obviously in love; but they were sleeping separately! Oh, great; amateurs with a worldview that suggests you're supposed to be deeply in love or permanently committed to each other before you make love. I've had enough of that in my real life; I want raging sex in my fantasy life. Actually, I got both. This is by far the best story I have read by this author. The protagonists come across as being deeply in love, and the simple act of consummating their relationship becomes extremely engrossing as it takes place on a Florida beach. This is a beautiful, romantic story.