Message-ID: <7664eli$9804061803@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: SpiraL <spiral@spiralzone.com> Subject: SpiraL's Story List: m/f, strangers, hotel Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <3515A543.34A0F97E@spiralzone.com> SpiraL's Disclaimer: This fictional story contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting male and female, both over 18. If this situation offends you, you must have missed your exit on the information superhighway. If you are under the age of consent in your place of residence, please delete this posting. For those of you who do not fall into the above categories: continue on. 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This is story 2 of 8, visit www.spiralzone.com for my full collection. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- heat- (c) 1997 Version 1.1: June 4, 1997 spiral@spiralzone.com It soon became a ritual, coming home after work on Friday's and logging on. I check the newsgroups, the email, the web, but find nothing exciting. I visited chat rooms only to get bombarded with horny guys wanting cybersex. One day I tried the "Truth or Dare" room. I got one message, from someone near me. We did some laughable T or D questions and it was fun. Then the questions gradually got more personal, asking about fantasies and our sex histories. On a truth, he asked me to describe one fantasy, that was realistic and could be obtained. I said I wanted to have sex with a stranger, not someone I met in a bar or elsewhere, a pure stranger I would never see again. He told me to go to the Motel 6 on Main Street and ask for Alex Miller. I sat there, a tad shocked at the prospect, but wrote back, "OK", and logged off. I changed my clothes, getting the lace underwear and bra on, tight skirt and flattering shirt. I left in the middle of the night, barely 2a. I passed a grocery store, but turned around and went back. Rushing through the store my head was reeling. I got to where I wanted: condoms. I got some stares from the stockers, but I wanted to be safe. Condoms in my purse, I started to realize that was not cyberspace, this was real flesh. I drove in a daze to the motel and parked near the back. I sat in my car pondering if this was a smart thing to do. Maybe I should make a will and leave in on the dashboard, who knows what will be in the room? I chucked that thought and went into the front office. I asked the clerk for Alex Miller and he rang a room. The night clerk asked who I was, "Erin," I lied. He told the person on the phone that Erin was here, and he OK'ed me to have a key. Room 124. I passed a couple vending machines on my search for the room and got a Coke at one. I gulped it down, almost too nervous to notice the burning of the carbonation in my throat. I finally found room 124, and knocked. I inserted the key and turned the knob, the door opened and I pushed it open. The room was dark, no sound except breathing. I thought it was mine, but I had been holding my breath. I walked further in the room and closed the door. Now completely in the dark, I stood there. "Hello?" I squeaked. "Hello," came the answer, deep and rough. "I've never done this before, so I may need an instruction book," I mused. "I've never done this either," he said. I heard a movement and I dropped my purse. I leaned down to reach for it and I noticed my eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness. I saw the profile of someone walking toward me. He got within a foot of me and held out his hand. I dropped my purse again reaching for his hand, "Forget," I said, and left it there. "You won't be needing it," he said and stepped closer to me. My hand was melting in his, sweating like a teenager. He leaned toward me and said, "I didn't really think you'd show up, people are so paranoid these days." "I didn't think someone would actually be here, and if there was, there would be an ax in a suitcase." He chuckled at that and I did too. The nervousness was wearing down and I wasn't quite as wound up. He started to pull my hand and I followed him to the bed. We sat next to each other, hands in our laps. I turned toward him and gathered my courage, "I'm ready whenever you are." I saw him turn toward me and his hands went to my waist and he leaned to kiss me. I fell right in step and kissed back, my arms going around his neck. We laid back on the bed, his weight on me. I wrapped my leg over his and pulled him closer. He moved his hands under my skirt and caressed my ass. I leaned into his crotch and felt the bulge of his cock. Our tongues exploring each other's mouth, I moved my hand to the zipper of his jeans. I unzipped them and massaged his hard cock through his boxers. He moaned in my ear and I rolled over, with me on top. I pulled his shirt up and ran my hand over his smooth stomach. I pushed it up further to his chest and moved down to lick his nipples. He leaned up and took his shirt off. I kneeled at the end of the bed and told him to move closer and sit on the edge. He sat on the edge and I told him to lay back. He laid back and I ran my fingers down his chest to his navel. I pulled his jeans down to his hips and kiss his cock through his boxers. It responded and got harder. He moaned and I pulled his jeans all the way off. I moved back to his nipples and licked around them, running my tongue over the tips. I put my hand in his boxers and massaged his hardening cock. I licked down to the top of his boxers and pulled them down to reveal some of his pubic hair. I ran the tip of my tongue over it and pulled his boxers down a little more. I licked around the base of his cock and he moaned loud, spreading his legs wider. I cupped his balls and squeezes lightly. He moaned again and I pulled his boxers all the way off. His cock was fully erect and I licked the around the edge of the tip. The precum was warm and I took just the tip in my mouth. I cupped his balls again and squeezed. I ran my tongue over the tip of his cock in my mouth and took his whole length and went down to the base. I tightened my lips and slid back up to the top. I took hold of the base of his cock and started going up and down with my hand. I teased the tip in my mouth, running my tongue over it and along the edge. I moved to suck on the bottom of his balls and I spread his legs wider. He leaned up and ran his hands through my hair. I played my finger through the pubic hair under his balls and I licked under his balls to the tip of his cock, sucking the pre-cum. I slowly went down to the base and ran my tongue around his hot cock. I put my hands on his hips and started going up and down faster. He moved his hands to my shoulders and gripped them tight. He was moaning louder and louder as I moved up and down his cock. "Oh, yeah," he said. "Suck it." His grip got tighter and I started going faster and down further. I stopped just before he came and stood up. He knelt on the floor in front of me and pushed my skirt up. He pulled my panties down and I stepped out of the them. I spread my legs and he ran his finger through my slit. Already dripping, he spread my pussy lips and ran the tip of his tongue over my clit. I ran my hands through his hair and he ran his finger around my hole. "Oh yeah," I said. He took my clit in his mouth and ran his tongue over it. My legs trembled and he moved his hands to my ass to hold me up. He let go of my clit and stood up. He put his hands on my waist and pushed me against the wall. He stood against me and pressed hard as we kissed again. Our tongues roaming each others mouths he ran his hands under my shirt, pulling my bra straps down. I stopped kissing him and unbuttoned my shirt. He ran his fingers over my breasts, along the top of the cups. "Mmmm," I moaned as he ran his thumbs over my nipples. He put his hands around my back and pulled me toward him. I started kissing his neck, pulling him closer with my hands on his ass. I ran my tongue along the bottom of his ear lobe, nibbling on it and sucking. I felt his cock get harder against my crotch. I felt his hands unhooking my bra in the back. It came loose on my breasts and hard nipples. He grabbed my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked back until he came to one of the hotel room chairs. He let me down and I stood in front of him. He sat down on the chair and I sat on the edge of his knees. I leaned down and ran the tip of my tongue over his nipple and ran my finger over the other one. I took it in my mouth, running my tongue over the tip lightly. I let go of his nipple and put my hands on his shoulders. He put his hands on my waist and I lifted up enough to slide his cock in. I held it at the tip, slowly going down then coming up. His grip on waist got tighter and I went down all the way. I rocked back and forth, feeling his hardness inside. He tiled his head back and I leaned down to kiss his neck again. His hands were still on my waist and his moans got deeper. I started going up and down on his cock, rolling my hips and teasing his ear. His hands moved my behind my neck and I nibbled on his ear, running my tongue along the edge. I started going faster, spreading my legs further. I leaned back and hooked my hands around his neck. He moved his hands to my thighs and I picked the pace up, going up and down, slamming against him. He lifted me up under my ass and kneeled on the floor. He laid me down on the floor and put his hands on the carpet beside my head. I put my legs against his hips and my feet on his thighs. His breath hot on my chest, he started slamming into me hard and deep. "Oh, yeah, oh, God, yeah," I said, my cunt juices slick on his hard cock, sliding in and out, deeper and deeper. I threw my arms on the carpet above my head and matched his thrusts. He grabbed my wrists and his breathe was hot in my ear. "Harder," I said, "oh, God, fuck me harder." He instantly reacted with short, hard thrusts. His breaths got raspy and he grunted as he came. His hot cum ran down my ass as I came too. Our screams and moans intermixing, bringing only more pleasure. My orgasm winding down, I breathed deeply to catch my breath. He laid down on me, our sweat-sheened bodies tired. He pulled out and rolled over on the floor. My legs were weary and I didn't trust myself to stand. I went over to the bed and leaned against it. I could hear his heavy breaths in the dark. He got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the water run and assumed he was cleaning himself up. I stood up and searched for the rest of my clothes. I wasn't sure if I should turn on the light, did I really want him to know who I was and vice-versa? "Is it ok for lights, I can't really see anything," he asked, surprising me. "Umm.. sure," I answered. The lights came on and I turned around to face who it was. My jaw dropped and I was speechless. "Hi," he said. Not only was I shocked at who it was, but I knew who he was: a co-worker I had definitely been watching in the halls. I sat on the edge of the bed, just stunned. "Sorry," he said. "No, its no problem," I stammered. "I overheard you telling Becky that you wanted to "jump my bones" I think were the words you used. And I was able to get your log on name, and I kind of planned it." I looked up at him. He was indeed Alex Miller, but it never clicked in my mind. We didn't work in the same department, and I hardly ever heard his voice. He sat down on the bed next to me and I turned to him, "Can you do it again?" I asked. He answered by pushing me back on the bed, sucking my nipples. We have been lovers for over a year now, exploring our lust, never tiring of each other. - - - SpiraL - - - ____________________________________________________________________________ Story History: 01-15-97, started story 01-18-97, finished story -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |