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This is one of seven new stories I'm posting for Spring, 1996: Ball, 
Cheerleader, Date, Denial, Four, Mall, and Witch.  Enjoy. -- deirdre


But first, here is a list of the 156 stories that I have posted.  I have three 
more drafts done that aren't listed here.

Key to these keywords: 
 x: means x is the gender of the narrator, e.g. m: means narrator
  is male; if it is 3rd person, then a 3 is used
(z) means z doesn't happen in the story but is implied or
  expected. Example: a story with no female/female sex, thus not
  marked ff, is marked (ff) if a female thinks about having sex
  with another female
sm, bd, & ds can sometimes be ambiguous: 
  sm means pain inflicted (note: all sm in my stories is relatively
   mild--spankings, paddlings, and whippings)
  bd means someone is tied up
  ds means someone is bossing someone who is obeying
also the usual: mf ff mm nc etc

After..........f: (mf) (ff) spanking
Afternoon......f: ff
Airport........f: ff ds
Assignment.....f: ff mf bd
Back...........m: (mf) mm anal
Backfire.......f: ff mf
Ball...........f: mm mf ff anal
Bank...........f: (ff) teen spanking mild
Basement.......m: ff bd sm
Beach..........f: mf (ff)
Bet............m: ds bd sm (mf) (ff)
Big............f: ff fff
Birthday.......f: mf anal bd ds
Bracelet.......f: (ff) ds (sm)
Bride..........f: (mf) (ff)
Bridesmaid.....f: (ff) ds (sm)
Brother........f: mf teen incest
Cabin..........f: mm mf hypnotism
Camp...........f: ff teen seduction
Checkup........f: ff ds
Cheerleader....m: mm mf anal
Chest..........f: ff mf ds anal bd sm
Clean..........f: ff ds sm bd
Clique.........f: (ff) sm bd
Closet.........f: mf ff nc bd sm
Coffee.........f: ff ds sm bd
College........f: (ff) (mf) (sm) (ds)
Company........f: (ff) bd sm
Compensation...m: mf anal mm bd ds (sm)
Convention.....m: mf mm ff nc bd anal
Couch..........f: mf voyeurism
Cousin.........f: ff mf (ds)
Cozy...........m: mf anal ds (ff)
Date...........f: mf mystery
Daughter.......f: mf group anal (ff)
Daydream.......f: (ff)
Deal...........m: ff mf
Debt...........m: mf (ff)
Denial.........m: mm mf anal
Desire.........f: mm mf
Dip............f: ff ds
Dive...........f: mf (ff) (mm) 
Doctor.........f: bd mf ff ds sm
Door...........f: mf (ff) spanking
Drawer.........f: fm mm (ff) ds sm bd
Dream..........f: (ff) (mf)
Dress..........m: mf tv ds (mm)
Drop...........m: mf ff sm ds anal (incest)
Dunes..........m: mm mf ff
Easy...........m: mf ff anal
Entertainment..f: ff ds (mf)
Everything.....f: mf bd sm (ff) anal
Exam...........m: mf (mm) (ff) (bd) (anal)
Experiment.....f: (ff) bd mind-control
Fashion........m: mf ff infidelity
Field..........f: mf ff superman
Fixup..........f: mf (ff)
Flight.........f: mf (ff) daydreams
Foreign........f: ff teen sm bd ds
Found..........f: (hypnotism) (mf) (sm)
Four...........f: ds bd (sm) (mf) (ff)
Freebie........f: mf (ff) oral public
Friend.........f: (ff) sm
Games..........f: ds sm (mf) ff bd
Gathering......m: mf ff ds incest mystery
Girlfriend.....f: mf ff teen incest
Glance.........m: nc mf (ff) bd ds
Grad...........f: ds (sm) (ff)
Groom..........f: (mf)
Habit..........f: sm (mf) (ff)
Hear...........f: ff fff
Help...........m: mf ff
Hidden.........m: fm ds incest spanking
Home...........m: mm (ff) (mf) ds
Honeymoon......m: (mf) mystery                                                 
   
House..........f: mm mff bd (sm) mc
Idea...........m: (mf) (ff) seduction
Initiation.....f: (mf) ds (sm)
Interview......f: ff daydreams
Interview2.....m: mf mm daydreams
Julie..........f: ds (ff) (mf) (sm)
Key............m: mf (ff) (ds)
Lake...........f: (ff) bd (ds) (sm)
Landlady.......f: ds mf ff
Lawyer.........f: ff
Lunch..........f: (mf) ff bd sm
Mall...........f: ff anal
Merge..........f: mf ff ds bd
Model..........m: mf ff bd sm
Mom............f: ff (ds) (sm) (bd) (incest) teen
Month..........f: ff (mf) ds bd (sm) supermodel
Motel..........m: (mf)
Mouth..........m: mf oral frustration
Move...........f: ff mm mystery
Movie..........f: ds mf ff
Neighbor.......f: mf ff sm ds
Neighbor2......m: mf ff anal ds bd sm
Neighbor3......f: mf ff sm ds
Niece..........f: ff
Nurse..........f: mf anal mystery nurse
Older..........f: ff spanking
Other..........f: mm mf
Over...........f: (ff) slavery
Park...........m: mf
Partners.......m: mf ff mm anal nc bd ds sm
Party..........f: sm ds bd (ff) (mf)
Pat............f: ff teen incest ds (sm)
Patient........f: (ff) (sm) ds
Photo..........f: (ff) (ds)
Plan...........f: (ff) (mf) ds
Pool...........f: ff ds sm bd
Practice.......m: mf ds ff nurse
Preparation....m: mf mm anal seduction
Program........m: mf ff anal
Reception......f: ff mf
Recommendation.f: ff (mf) teen seduction
Retreat........f: sm bd ds (ff) (mf)
Reward.........m: mf (mm) seduction
Rock...........f: mf (ff) exhibitionism
Romance........f: (ff) repression
Roommate.......f: mf ff ds sm bd
Run............m: mf mm tv ds
Seat...........f: mf ds
Secretary......f: (ff) (sm)
Shop...........f: (ff)
Show...........3: mf ff anal silly
Sight..........f: mf (ff)
Sitter.........f: ff mf bd sm ds
Slave..........f: (ff) ds
Society........f: ff (mf) sm bd ds
Spa............m: mf mm ff nc anal bd ds
Spring.........f: ff hypnotism
Stars..........f: mf (ff)
Storm..........m: mf anal ds ff sm
Summer.........m: mf (ff) ds anal mm bd nc
Surprise.......m: mf mm (ff) nc anal
Swap...........m: mm ff nc bd ds
Sweet..........m: mf (ff) bd nc
Tape...........m: mm mf anal nc
Teacher........f: ff ds (mf)
Tech...........f: (ff) (mf) ds (sm)
Temp...........f: (ff) repression seduction ds
Trial..........f: mf ff (mff)
Trip...........m: mf (ff)
Try............f: ff anal
Tryout.........f: ff ds (sm) bd
Tutor..........f: mf ff frustration
Twin...........m: mf nc
Upstairs.......m: ds sm (ff)
Visit..........f: ff (incest) ds sm
Wait...........f: mf
Waitress.......f: (ff) spanking
Walk...........f: mf public
Wife...........f: mf ds ff
Witch..........m: ff mf mm ds bd (sm)
Work...........f: mf (ff) seduction


Disclaimer: my stories, like the private sex fantasies of many people, often 
depict "breaking some rules".  Do not read this story if you believe fantasy 
stories should never depict situations undesirable in real life.  Be warned 
that you may not be comfortable with the sexual situations.  Do not read this 
story if you are less than 18 years of age.

Permission granted to repost, to make available online, and to publish in 
low-cost CD-ROM archives of alt groups if attributed to deirdre.  Permission 
granted to publish in periodicals and anthologies of this type of material if 
attributed to deirdre and an author's payment is sent to AIDS research in the 
name of deirdre. -- deirdre


Date
by deirdre, 3/31/96

I stood there, looking at Bobby.  He was standing there in the doorway to my 
apartment.  Smiling from ear to ear, obviously happy to see me.  Suddenly he 
was practically on me, his arms around me.

"Bobby!?"  My mind was racing.

"Let's go out!  Right now!"  He sounded like a little kid... so happy.  "I 
just *had* to see you right away--I *missed* you so much!"

It was so soon.  How could he have gotten home and back here so quickly?  And 
his reaction to seeing me!  He must have come straight here from the airport.  
After being gone for a week!  What was I going to do?  He obviously hadn't 
listened to my message.  I thought, as quickly as I could.  Tell him right 
now?  Just like this?  "Bobby...," I started.  I couldn't go on.

"Come on!"  Still enthusiastic.  Pulling me out.  I felt guilty.  I hadn't 
*planned* on my seeing him at *all*.  And I realized that I was going to have 
to face up to it.  To tell him over dinner.  It was only decent--I know it had 
been a chicken to do it on the answering machine while he was out of town, but 
I'd been beside myself worrying about how and when I was going to do this, and 
I'd been possibly a little drunk.  Fortunately I'd been, well, *kind* in my 
choice of words, if that is possible under the circumstances.  But now here he 
was.  And it seemed like fate was going to make me do it properly.  The door 
closed behind us.

Suddenly he was kissing me there, in the corrider, in front of my apartment 
door.  He *can* kiss.  *That* wasn't the problem, I realized.  Well if he'd 
kissed me like that more often, maybe things would have been different.  I 
felt trapped, being kissed right there, but I realized a last kiss was only 
fair, I suppose.  And I didn't mind getting one more of those kisses.  I gave 
in and started returning it.

And wondered.  What was I doing?  What was I doing kissing him like this?  Is 
this breaking up with him?  I felt his body against mine.  His tongue.  The 
way his hands moved across my back and through my hair.  "Let's skip dinner," 
he whispered in my ear.

I shouldn't.  I couldn't, but I couldn't get out of it!  It was either tell 
him this instant or go along with it.  But the moment was right for only one 
thing.  I unlocked my door as his body pressed against my back.  Then we were 
back in my apartment with the door shut behind us.

One last time.  I wouldn't hate him in the future--I knew I wouldn't.  If only 
things had been just a little different.  We were going to have one more 
memory.  He could be *so* good.  Suddenly I was off my feet, in his arms.  And 
then on my couch.  And my pants were undone.

I lay there.  On the couch, staring at the ceiling.  My fingers were in his 
hair.  He had me in heaven, his tongue, probing and dancing, carrying me away. 
 
My knees were raised, to each side of his head.  I was about to faint, I was 
breathing so fast.  I didn't remember it like this before.  Ever.

He was kissing my cheek.  And my ear and my neck--I felt I must have blacked 
out for a second, and then there he was, on top of me.  Or rather over me: he 
wasn't crushing me.  "Did you like that?" he asked.  Stupid question!  Then I 
felt him guiding himself into me.  Well, not quite: he rubbed it up and down 
my vulva.  And his fingers on me.  And rubbed it again.  I could tell it was 
so hard.  I imagined the feel of it entering me.  He kissed me in the mouth.  
"Do you want me in you?" he asked.

I didn't answer.  "Do you?"

"Yes!"

He plunged into me.  I was ready.  I was so, so ready.  He kissed me again, on 
the mouth, not moving yet.  "I love this so much," he whispered in my ear.  
"With you."

Then he was moving.  Harder and harder.  I was gone again, I could tell, no 
worries left in my mind.  I looked up at his face--the desire was written all 
over it.  I briefly wondered what *I* was looking like, overcome by desire, 
but I couldn't hold onto a thought like that for long.

It was so *right*.  But I wanted more--my body did its best to get him into me 
faster, deeper.  I wrapped my legs around him locking my feet.

I hope I didn't scream.  I know I moaned--I get so embarrassed about that 
though I guess it actually makes it even better for a guy.  Who wouldn't want 
to have someone moaning?

And then we spooned--in my bed.  And did it again, but much more slowly.  I 
felt it was hours I was lying there, him inside of me.  I didn't want it to 
end--I wanted to go to sleep like that or something.  How could something feel 
so right?

I didn't dare turn the light on.  He'd fallen asleep.  I stared at the 
ceiling, thinking about him, thinking about sex and love, and thinking about 
the conversation we hadn't had.  And thinking about the phone message.

I found his keys in the dark and managed to get out without waking him.  The 
streets were completely deserted as I drove over--it must have been 3AM.  I 
got into his apartment.  Something made me keep the lights off while I crossed 
the room: guilt about sneaking around, I suppose.  I reached the phone 
machine, and then had to turn on a lamp to see what I was doing.

I often wake up first in the morning and find myself staring at Bobby while he 
sleeps.  And after all these years, I still wonder: was the phone machine 
working when I left that message?
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