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Archive name: Tahoe2.txt (mf, cheat)
Authors name: Kristen Kathleen Becker
Story Title : Trip To Lake Tahoe (Part 2 of 2)
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Lake Tahoe Part Two
By Kristen Kathleen Becker
April 1998
Written with Lord Malinov's Spring Break Workshop in mind.
-=*=-
Andy had surprised me with his "guy" collection
just before the battery warning went off. He had a nice
collection of men, and I had to admit that I was just
a little warmer than I would have been otherwise, from
looking at them. I've always loved to look at naked
men. (Not that I've had all that many chances to do
it.) It took Jeff a little while to get used to me
always asking him to take his clothes off. As far as
I'm concerned, if the heats up in the apartment,
there's no reason that he has to wear clothes. And he
looks so nice naked.
We sat for another hour in the cold when I
realized that I had to pee, and it quickly became an
urgent dilemma for me. I think that if I'd been alone
I might have just used the Burger King Coke cup sitting
in its holder, but with Andy in the car this was out
of the question. Finally I said, "I gotta pee, I'll be
right back." I was gone for no more that a couple of
minutes taking care of my urgent business, when I
opened the car door and jumped back in the drivers
seat; I was instantly ready to knock little Andy
Pascoe's block off. His dad might be my boss, but
the little shit had dug my computer out of my carry-on
and was running it, warming his lap. "HEY! BOZO! What
the hell do you think you're doing?" I yelled in my
most commanding tone.
He looked up at me with a beatific smile on his
face and said two words that stopped me in my tracks.
"Kristen's collection." I was speechless. I'd never
thought about the consequences of having someone
actually find out *who* I am. Thoughts about being
fired from my job, about this little jerk telling the
whole world *who* I am. I mean he had access to my
home address, my home phone. Then he said, "Guess I
didn't even know what I was talking about, did I? So
you're Kristen huh. Who'da guessed?" He just stared
at me as my computer battery started beeping. "You
ought to keep it charged better," he said as he shut
it down.
"I was using it on the plane, now give it here.
If you say anything to anyone I'll have to have you
murdered. I hope you know that!?"
Andy just smiled back at me and said, "I hadn't
thought about it, but this does give me a little power
in our relationship doesn't it?"
"Relationship? We don't have a relationship.
You're just a twerpy snoop who should have his legs
broken at the knees." I knew that I probably sounded
pretty stupid, but I was flustered and had no idea
what to do.
"God, it's cold in here. I don't think you have
to worry about me saying anything, we're going to
freeze to death tonight anyway. I'm starting to worry
whether we're going to make it." His teeth were
beginning to chatter from the cold now. If the truth
be known I was worried too. Not so much about dying,
but frostbite was a real threat.
"Come on, we have to get in the back of the
truck. If we lie down beside each other and cover
ourselves with everything we have maybe our combined
body heat will give us a little warmth." It's all I
could think of to say. Ever since I had gone outside
to pee, I hadn't been able to get warm again. I was
starting to loose the feeling in my toes, and the
last thing I wanted was frozen toes.
We climbed into the back of the Blazer and
threw all my spare clothes on top of us. I rolled
over on my side and told Andy to spoon me. "And don't
get any stupid adolescent ideas either." I thought I'd
better throw that cautionary in for good measure.
After what seemed like weeks I looked at my
ladies Swiss Army watch; it glowed back at me, almost
mockingly. We'd only been laying there for less than
twenty minutes. My toes were completely numb now. I
could feel the cold creeping up my legs. I was so cold
by then that I knew I wouldn't even be able to walk.
Not that there was any place to walk to.
I asked Andy, "How do you feel?"
"I'm really cold, and what's worse; now I'm
cold and I'm horny. Do you have any idea what laying
like this is doing to me?" His voice cracked on the
word "this". Normally I'd good-naturally tease him
about his voice, but at the moment I was in pain.
Slowly I came to the realization that we were
in terrible trouble here. If someone didn't come down
the road soon, we might both be damaged for life. I
could just picture my feet with no toes, and myself
hobbling around on stumps for the rest of my life.
That vision sparked me into action.
The same thought kept running through my head.
It was a saying a girlfriend of mine used to say a
lot. "Have you ever noticed that when you're having
sex that a head-cold, or an allergy seems to go away.
It's like while you're 'doing it' your body corrects
any malfunction, or your mind regulates the body to
make it feel better." She used to think that this
theory proved that everything was based on mind over
matter.
A little hesitantly I asked Andy, "How do your
feet feel?" He responded in a muffled voice, "Like
needles are being stuck in them. I'm so cold I don't
think I'll be able to take it much longer."
With a resigned sigh, I reached my hand behind
me and cupped his crotch. "How does this feel?" I asked.
"Hey!" he yelped, his voice breaking again in
his surprise.
I could feel his body jump when my fingers
gripped him through his pants. Many thoughts ran
through my mind right then. All the reasons why I
shouldn't be doing this, and almost as quickly I
answered myself with the arguments why I should. 'I
shouldn't do this because it would be cheating on
Jeff. ' I answered that problem quickly with the
argument that he would understand the situation called
for drastic methods.' Then I thought, 'I don't have
any condoms', and just as quickly my brain manufactured
the obvious answer that 'Andy was obviously a virgin
so I wouldn't catch anything from him'. Then, boom,
another problem; 'You'll get fired if his dad finds
out that you fucked his little pride and joy', of
course that argument against death or dismemberment
was easy to overcome. Soon I had reconciled myself
to what I was going to do.
Slowly I began to massage Andy through the
material of his pants. He quieted down for a bit and
just lay there and let me feel him. But soon he began
writhing around behind me. The thought occurred to me
that I wasn't doing this just to get him off. We
needed to generate serious body heat, and for both
of us. But at the same time I knew that Andy wouldn't
last very long the first time either. So I rolled over
facing him and started to kiss him on the lips. (I
love kissing guys. It's even better than dancing with
them, and I LOVE to dance.) It never fails to get me
going, when I kiss a guy, even Andy. And I very badly
needed to get myself in the *mood* for what I knew
must to be done.
He was kissing me back now. I could just barely
make out his face in the dark as we kissed. His eyes
were closed tight and he had this desperate look on
his face. I could tell he was lost in the sensations
of the moment. It was very touching to see his urgency.
I kept my eyes open and watched him responding to me.
After a short while I steeled myself for the
next step. Andy needed to get that first orgasm out of
the way, and I didn't want to have to lay in his wet
spots for the rest of the night. That left me with a
decision: which way to take him. I decided quickly,
and reached with both hands to unfasten his pants. I
figured that he would last about ten seconds and I
didn't want him spurting all over everything just in
case he couldn't hold it.
Pants unfastened, boner out and waving. I shut
my eyes and kissed it. Then I was worried that if I
messed around he'd make that mess I didn't want all
over me. So I did one of my Jeff specials. Jeff likes
it best when I just give him lip friction in fast deep
dives, then on the withdrawal he likes it when I swirl
my tongue on the underside and at the little flange at
the head. I do that ten or twelve times then I take
him in my hands and slowly jack his long wang, then
the dives again. I repeat that until he can't hold
back any more and I either take him internally, or I
let him shoot all over the place. I only do that when
I want to reward him for something he's done really
nice for me, otherwise I'm a little more selfish
about sex.
With little Andy it only took three dives and he
was groaning and jerking around underneath me. I was
enjoying myself for a moment. Until all those thoughts
popped into my mind as Andy pumped his sperm down my
throat. I was *cheating* on Jeff. Then the next moment
I was mad at *Jeff* for making me feel guilty. Didn't
he want me to stay alive and in one piece? It's not
like I was going to run away with this kid or anything.
(Isn't it' funny how we can turn the blame around for
anything when the occasion warrants?)
I kept swallowing Andy's sperm; I was beginning
to find it hard to keep swallowing. I felt a little
bloated by the time he had his last spasm in my mouth.
Even though I was a little queasy from taking so much
of a strange guys spunk, I was *glad* that it wasn't
freezing on our skin, or on the carpet beneath us.
Andy's eyes were still closed, and my hand was
still on his nice looking cock. I took the opportunity
to look at his pole as it stuck out of the fly of his
pants. It had the nicest shape. I've only seen a few
guys in real life, but his was one of the nicest real
life weenies I'd ever seen. It was kind of thick and
probably about five inches long - but it was so
sculptured. I'm not making a lot of sense am I?
I guess you had to be there to know what I'm talking
about.
Although I felt a little better blood
circulation-wise, my toes were still numb, and I
knew that I needed some real exertion myself, and
I knew what I would have to do to make that happen.
So I unzipped my black ski pants and pulled one leg
off. Andy was lying on his back watching me struggle
with my pants. He looked amused, the little crud. I
knew that I would lose body heat by taking my pants
off, but couldn't figure out any other way to do
what I had in mind with them on. I also knew that
I needed to be on top if I wanted to get my circula-
tion flowing properly.
After I'd tugged my pants off one leg and then
put on one pant-leg of another outfit on my other leg,
I had the essential area bare while at the same time
keeping my legs covered from the cold.
I can not lie; I was dripping with anticipa-
tion. My sex life had been focused on Jeff for the
past 18 months. And before that with two other guys,
and that had been only sporadically. So this was new
and exciting to me no matter how much I wanted to
pretend that it was a life saving exercise. I knelt
beside Andy and unbuttoned his pants and opened his
fly completely. Then I tugged at his waistband,
pulling his pants part way down his thighs.
YES! He really looked wonderful. What I could
see of his stomach was so tight. He didn't have a lot
of hair on his body, and reminded me a little of a
muscular female, except that his cock was fully hard
and waiting for me. I didn't want to wait any longer.
I knew I was wet enough for him so I straddled his
body and took his shiny cock in my hand, and sank
down on it.
Again I have a confession to make: he felt
wonderful inside me. His thick cock filled me so
completely. I started to ride him immediately; you
couldn't have stopped me at that moment if his father
had shown up knocking on the window.
Andy was watching me. I could tell even with
my eyes closed. I was thrusting my hips forward, not
raising up, just like a lady bronco rider, rubbing
myself against him, feeling him inside me. It had
been so long since I'd felt the thrill of sex with
a strange man. Guiltily I thought of Jeff, then I
thought about how it had been with Jeff the first
time. I had seduced him on the balcony of my little
apartment. I remembered how good it had felt to have
Jeff on top of me that lazy afternoon. To have his
strong Nordic cock thrusting deep inside me.
"Ooooohhhh GOD! YES!" I was coming on top of
Andy in one of the most intense orgasms I think I've
ever had. The thought of fucking Jeff, while I was
really doing it to Andy just seemed to push me over
the edge. I could feel my body shivering on top of
Andy's. He was gasping as I rammed him as deep as I
could inside me. He felt so good!
I could see his stomach muscles working as he
thrust back at me. He looked as if he couldn't catch
his breath and began to gasp for air. As he raised
his upper body to hug me I knew he was having his own
orgasm deep inside me. The thought of a strange man
coming in me brought on another more leisurely orgasm
as I continued to lovingly rub myself against him,
taking him as deep as he would go.
He held on to my neck for almost a full minute
before falling back to the floor of the Blazer with a
sigh that told me he was done. I leaned forward and
kissed him, making sure he didn't fall out of me while
we embraced.
As we kissed I realized that my toes felt per-
fectly normal again. In fact I felt rudely flushed and
perfectly healthy. As I looked up, I noticed that the
windshield was completely fogged up, and realized that
I was warm. Then I calculated how long we would keep
our pleasant afterglow. I figured that maybe we would
be OK for about a half-hour or so. Looking at my watch
I noticed that it was 1AM.
Hmmm, at this rate we're going to be awfully
tired tomorrow. Let's see, it's 1AM, a half hour of
warm blood circulation... say 7AM before dawn, and
maybe 8 before anyone gets down here, lets see how
many times will we have to. . .?
Epilogue:
It was almost 8 o'clock in the morning before
a snowplow came down the road with the highway patrol
following behind. The patrolman was amazed that we
were so fit after the night we'd obviously had to
endure. The patrolman fixed our fuse, and let us go
on our way.
Both Andy and I dragged through the Wednesday
morning meetings. His father let us go after the noon
break because we looked so tired. I let Andy stay with
me that afternoon, but only as a special good-bye for
both of us. We'll always be special friends, and I
don't think I have to worry about him giving secrets
away anymore. I now have Andy on my story list. He'll
be getting this as a matter of fact. (I've encouraged
him to write the same story from his perspective and
hope he does, it would be interesting to read.)
Oh and one more thing. I kicked some butt on
the slopes Saturday. Even though my ski outfit looked
a little rumpled.
(Thank you David L. for your help in correcting
my terrible grammar and spelling)
(c) April 1998 Kristen Kathleen Becker
Kristen078@hotmail.com
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