From: jfriday@helena.stat.uga.edu (Paul Stacy)
Subject: ARCHIVE; Lonely Girl
Newsgroups: alt.sex,alt.sex.stories
Late one night, as she finishes her studying for the exam,
she feels a great desire to log on the computer. She drives in
to the cluster. Waiting there is a message from a man. A
stranger to her,but it says to call him later. She is the adven-
turous sort so she chats on the computer for a while, then de-
cides to call him on-line. They speak only briefly for he is
doing some work. He says for her to call him when she returns
home. It was very late but she agrees.
She's a bit nervous about calling this man. She has a strange
sensation going through her body but it is quite an arousing one.
Her roommate has long since gone to bed, so she virtually has the
place to herself. She hears the phone ring in her ear. It
sounds as if in a hollow chamber calling out her name. He final-
ly answers. They chat for a bit, just general BS. It is a cold
rainy night and she is feeling a bit uncomfortable. He asks if
he can come over, but she can't say anything. The words stick in
her throat. She knows what is on his mind. His voice is tanta-
lizing. The storm is weakening her resistance. Without an
answer, he says he'll be over in 15 minutes. As she is waiting
she begins to think of why she let him come over. She doesn't
know. She has felt this mysterious sensation before. Why
her...? She is pondering all sorts of thoughts. Slowly she
rises. She knows what he's expecting. She removes her sweat-
shorts and panties, leaving only her nightshirt. Her skin tin-
gles. Her body quivering. She wonders what would occur if her
roommate would wake up. The tension is invigorating. Suddenly
there is a knock on the door, she slowly opens the door. He
makes his way in from the rain. He takes her in his arms in a
deep passionate kiss. He realizes her lack of clothing quickly
by exploring the realms of her body. He gently massages her
swollen pussy lips She moans at his touch. He slowly pushes
three fingers deep inside her. Her head falls back at the im-
mense pleasure. With his thumb gently flicking her clit, he
pumps into her. Her body is rocking to his motions.
He begins to pull his fingers out of her, but she doesn't want
it to end. More she whispers, more. He slowly takes her and
moves her around to where she can sit down on the couch. There
he is before her. She kisses the tip of her enraged cock. She
nuzzles his balls until he is nearly whimpering. She takes a
little of the shaft into her mouth and gently sucks while cir-
cling the head with her tongue. She slowly pulls back. He
pushes her back onto the couch. He grabs her lags beneath the
knees and pulls her to him. Her ass is hanging off the couch,
but he pushes into her. She can feel every inch of his swollen
cock inside her. She is in immense pleasure and more is on the
way. He strokes her from experience. He seemed to know when to
increase or decrease the intensity of the strokes. Her mind can
think of nothing but the pleasure inside her. She can feel him
burst inside of her, shooting hot jism into her very depths. As
she lay there thinking of all the touches, he got up, dressed,
and left....
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