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(Note: I am not the author, only the archivist.

This story deals with themes of explicit sex.  If you're too young to be
here, you're too young to read it.  Scram.)





Sysop Meet
=========
by Caesar, July 1994

[the characters in this story in no way resemble or are based upon
real people...<G>...or maybe they are...]

Cast:
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{guys}          {girls}
Hardrive        Samantha
Caesar          Sinfull Sara
Buster Bunny    Tasty Tina
Merlin          Tits
Claw  (guest star)

Play:
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My astonished eyes viewed many unfamiliar faces for the first time.  I knew all of 
these people, in a odd and kinky way.  Through electronic mail.  I made love 
countless times to Sinfull Sara who sucked my digital cock for hours on end; all 
through mail passed upon a network by the name of AdventureNet.  With a 
name like that, it  suggested many indiscretions and smoldering kinky thoughts.  
On the contrary it was just a place to drop a message in and chat, with over 
twenty topic areas, two devoted to sex.  Definitely not enough for a simple young 
man like myself!

Since a few that read this may not have met any of these people, I will not 
reveal any quirks or unsavory knowledge about the players.  In fact, even certain 
specific descriptions will be hidden to continue the "mystery" and attraction.  Just 
like the fun of electronic mail.

It was suggested by the sysops of AdventureNet to hold a sysop meet.  Or as 
some of us had called it, the "Nerd's Gathering".  With many of our outlets in far 
away places, the idea was broadened to allow a few faithful users to attend.  We 
are a small but loud bunch as it was.

I had met a few faces that turned to smile at me, but most I had never seen 
before.  Someone yelled, "Hail Caesar!", and that instantly brought a blush to my 
face.  When I initially began to post in the adult areas, I keep my "real" identity 
hidden, but the knowledge was now commonly known since I became a system 
operator.

Since someone was using aliases towards me I responded, "Hey, Buster!  You 
ol' shit!"  He came up to me, and looked just a little relieved to see a face he 
knew.

His usual reply, "Ol' Shit?!"  We laughed that off, as per usual.

"Hey Buster, meet Sara.  Better known as Sinfull Sara."  His left eyebrow raised 
at the new knowledge and he smiled hugely while nervously shaking her tiny 
hand.  Sara had arrived with me, she was a friend and a electronic lover whom, 
as I mentioned, had often traded sexual encounters with me on-line.  I saw 
someone else in the crowd laughing loudly, "Hey Hardrive!  Are we using aliases 
today?"  It was more of a yell, since the noise in that large yard was surprisingly 
loud.

"Well, look who's here...Sure!  Aliases it is!"  He wadded his way over towards 
me and my two friends; trailing him was another young lady who immediately 
caught my eye.  Hardrive noticed and revealed her name laughingly, "Tits, meet 
Caesar."  I recognized her alias as well as the reason she had chosen it.

This time I was surprised when her eyebrow raised, and we shook hands.  "You 
have a great imagination?"  It was more of a question than a statement.

Accompanied by a few forward comments and more than a single snicker I 
responded, "Thank you.  The research is the funst!"  I meant it, but sadly, I was 
mostly just using common male bravado.  Which we all knew, except perhaps 
naive Buster, whom laughed loudest.  "And why had you never told me that?" I 
asked with a playful snide voice.

"Well, been busy..."  An excuse I was well acquainted with, as I have also been 
busy lately.  "I usually like the stories where the woman is in control."  I smiled 
and placed my hand in hers to warmly shake it.

"Hey, Samantha!  What the hell are you doing here?  I thought you were 
avoiding me or something."  A medium height, blond haired early thirties woman 
came up to me and promptly slapped my arm.  "Hey...!"

"That's for not calling me."  She then quickly smiled sweetly for the rest of the 
surprised crowd, and stuck her hand out to shake first Hardrive's, then Busters.  
As you may notice, we knew each other.

Sara pulled me over towards a sturdy old picnic table, and we sat next to each 
other.  Tits and Hardrive drifted into the crowd while the other two also found 
spots at the table.  Someone tapped me on the shoulder even while Buster 
Bunny began to discuss his new computer with us.  "Hey, I heard you were 
Caesar?"

"Lies!"  I spoke even before I turned to see another guy.

"The name is Merlin."  We shook hands.  "Nice to finally meet you."  He sat at 
the table also.

We began the boring discussion of "nerd speak", or computers.  I squeezed 
Sara's thigh and whispered to her that I was going to get us some drinks.  She 
smiled and nodded affirmative.

At a rickety old card table, several cases of alcohol and soft drinks moved 
hazardly as I pulled out four cans of Coke from the cooler, and almost tipped the 
beer keg upon the ground.  Damn, I never knew those things were so heavy!

"Hi."  It was not a shy voice, just unsure.  "Hardrive pointed you out..."

I comically balanced the four cans in one hand as I spoke, "Well, you can never 
believe anything he has to say!"  We shook, as per the custom, and she laughed 
pleasantly at my simple joke.

"I am Tasty Tina."  I tried, unsuccessfully, to hide my interest.  "Could I help you 
with those?"  She already had her own drink.

"Please!"  She knew the direction I was heading since she led the way back to 
my table.

"Everyone, this is Tina.  Tasty Tina."  All answered in their own time, "Hi."  She 
sat opposite me and Sara, and integrated right into the conversation that had 
been going on.  While I on the other hand, was becoming bored with the typical 
chatting.  The crowd was becoming thicker and our little group commanded the 
table, almost stuck from the moving bodies about our little island.  I learned little 
that I hadn't already known about those sitting with me.  Our conversation was 
still a little acquired, and just a bit forced.  Most of us were still strangers no 
matter how intimate we had gotten on line.

A hand interrupted my thoughts.  Or rather, dainty playful fingertips broke my 
boredom.

Sitting next to me, Sinfull Sara, shy, quiet, cute, Sara was seemingly listening 
intently while her hand felt my upper thigh and inner knee at her leisure.  We 
had known each other for over a year, long before we had begun our little 
"encounters" on-line.  But never in all those meetings or times that we had spent 
together had she been so forward as to make a pass at me.  And at a time like 
this, sitting at a crowded table while scores of people drifted about it.  Perhaps 
she began it as a joke, but I didn't acknowledge it or stop her.  It was illogical and 
so unlike the shy young woman I knew.  But of course, I didn't complain.

For the next few hours, I meet many different and forgettable people, but our 
little group remained the same.  It was a comfort zone, and I enjoyed the 
sporadic fingers upon my jeans covered leg, so we all remained together.  I sat 
listening to the wonderful ladies at my table, studying each face as they spoke or 
smiled.  Learning the color of their eyes, the way they tilted their heads, the 
pouting lips, the length of their eyebrows.  I became infatuated and addicted to 
just sitting amongst these few people.

Was it any wonder, between the soft fingers to the smooth bright intoxicating 
female faces sitting before, that I became physically, and mentally, excited?

Sara was the first to realize my predicament, as her strolling fingertips came in 
contact with the reaching head of my manhood.  It was the first time she lost 
control of her faculties that afternoon, and she visibly shivered and lost her train 
of thought.  She had been speaking to Tina at the time, and the woman across 
from me seemed to be the only one that noticed anything untoward.  The fingers 
became bold and no longer dainty as they measured and grasped my hardness.

Tina shared a private smile with me, probably guessing the circumstances that 
were happening under the table.  "Could I get anyone a drink?"  I nodded no, 
and my friend Sara missed the question.  But this gave Tasty Tina an excuse to 
get away from the table.  This in itself was nothing, but when she returned, she 
spent some time a few feet from the table, an angle that gave her an excellent 
view of my lap.  When she again sat down, she smiled at me with a new twinkle 
in her eye.

Sitting was becoming uncomfortable, and Sara seemed determined to unzip my 
jeans, though I often pulled her hand from my lap as a deterrent.  This was not 
the time nor the place.  Possibly, the enjoyment may not have gone much 
farther than that, but Samantha, sitting on the other side of me, got up and went 
to chat with someone in the crowd she knew.  Tina immediately replaced her, 
sitting far enough back to catch an eyeful of the movement over the bulge in my 
jeans.

During this time, my eyes didn't notice that the early evening had thinned out the 
crowd, and the noise level had decreased somewhat.  It was not impossible to 
move about the yard and Buster Bunny and Merlin decided to move to another 
location for more chatting.  Especially since Sara, Tina, and myself were not 
talking all that much.

Tasty Tina politely and softly laid her hand upon my cheek, prompting me to turn 
my head towards her.  I found her face inches from mine, her lips naturally 
coming in contact with my own.  It was effortless, and seemed unnatural not to 
do it.  Her full lips parted to allow her moist tongue to spear into me, my nearest 
hand reaching out to pull her closer towards me.  We dueled and parried with our 
tongues, my thoughts filled with lust and one-minded passion towards these two 
women.

I remembered the small hungry woman sitting to the opposite of this tasty 
woman, and I parted, leaving a lingering look as a promise to return to her 
inviting lips.  My head turned and my lips found Sara's.  Like a hellcat she 
attacked my mouth, demanding my passion to invade her.  Distantly, I felt two 
hands now stroke and fondle my covered penis.  I could not believe what I was 
doing, where I was doing it.  I neither cared if someone saw me, nor if it bothered 
their conservative ways.  Hell, my thoughts were very distant from this group of 
computer nerds.  The two lusty women had taken care of that.  The evening was 
just starting and I began to wonder just what this party was about to lead to.

A beat took control of my speeding heart rate, someone had turned on some 
music.  When I took but a second I looked up to find the crowd all but gone, 
except for a few individuals.  Merlin was slow dancing with Samantha, his hand 
enjoying the roundness of her right buttock.  Hardrive was sitting in a lawn chair 
with Tits sitting facing him, their lips also locked.  Buster sat watching me, and I 
promptly gave him the finger.  I had missed the moment where this party turned 
into something else.  Something much more interesting.  Had I been the initial 
cause of it with my passionate embrace between two gorgeous women?  A part 
of me hoped so.

I had the wonderful sounds of two moaning, sighing ladies on either side of me.  
I was holding both of them close to my body, and Sara, in her shy boldness, 
pressed the heat of her crotch against my hip.  I could feel it right through her 
loose shorts and my thick jeans.  It was time for me to let out a groan to 
accompany theirs, as my lips again returned to the alternating enjoyment of 
open waiting mouths.

If I had felt reserved about undoing my pants before, it was certainly gone from 
my thoughts at the moment two fumbling hands worked together to get my pants 
unbuttoned and unzipped.  My cock sprung up to taste the cool early evening air 
before it was wrapped in the warm flesh to two agitated hands.  I wished my own 
hands were free to fondle the wonderful female flesh pressed to my sides, but I 
was content enough to just relax and enjoy the attentions I was receiving.

"Let's go over there?"  It was Sara, realizing as I had, that our present perch 
would only hinder our continued enjoyment.  The sun, lower in the sky, was still 
warm and covering the yard, but a large apple tree gave ample shade to hide 
beneath.  Sara giggled while leading the way, pulling me along.  I, in turn, pulled 
Tina behind me.  Again I landed between the two wonderful ladies, this time 
prone upon the ground.  My bouncing cock thrust proudly towards the sky, and 
Sara looked upon it for the first time.

My friend, and companion for some time, practically jumped upon it in her haste. 
All that I heard was, "yummy", before a warm mouth enveloped my cock.  Tasty 
Tina covered my open groaning mouth with hers, she possibly pleased to have 
this part of me to herself yet again.  My hands free at least, I fumbled with the 
buttons on Tina's shirt, anxious to reach more flesh.  My desire causing my 
movements to fumble and embarrass me.  Without her intervention I would 
never have reached her wonderful skin.  Without lifting her mouth from mine, 
she discarded her shirt and bra in scant seconds.  My hands found her round 
warm globes.

Sara proved surprisingly adept at sucking me, her head continuously bounced 
upon my cock even while a hand reached and found my balls.  My hips moved 
involuntarily as I pumped myself into her hungry mouth.  She seemed desperate 
to continue this action, anxious to receive what would be inevitable.  Yet I was 
determined to continue my enjoyment long into the night.  So I gently pulled my 
cock from her mouth, and with a single guiding hand, pulled her back up towards 
my side.  She instead knelt and began to disrobe.  I noticed this out of the corner 
of my eye and pulled my lips from Tina to watch as the petite beauty showed me 
the body I had always wondered about.  Her small round breasts, the flat 
stomach with the perfectly placed belly button.  Her strong thighs and small 
ankles.  I only just got a glimpse of the patch between her legs before she drove 
onto my chest laughing happily.

Out the other corner of my eye, I turned to watched Tasty Tina as she repeated 
the show.  She was larger than Sara, but very well proportioned.  I hungrily 
watched every movement, every second as more of her wonderful body was 
revealed.  Sara nibbled upon my neck, rubbing her inner thighs upon my 
thrusting manhood, as her whole body wiggled about.  Tina stood upon her 
knees before me, naked and proud, and I had an eyeful of the center of her 
sexual being.  What other compliment could I give but to lean forward and place 
a kiss upon that delightful mound.  She thrust it outwards to receive my offering 
and moaned delightfully as my lingering kiss savored the heat of her body.  Tina 
was definitely "tasty".

Things become blurred for me then, as you may well imagine, Sinfull Sara 
maneuvered and found the head of my cock and drove herself down upon it.  
Impaling herself wonderfully, and loudly, in her wet tight and enjoyable hole.  My 
upper body was mostly free, Tina made her intentions clear as she swung a leg 
over my chest and straddled my face with her knees.  Before me was the 
delightful forest of women.  Playfully she kept it just out of my reach and used 
her own hand to manipulate it before my eyes.  A sight that I enjoyed very much, 
but if she did not soon stop, Sara's enjoyment would be short lived.  I could see 
the intimate manipulation of her folds, the abundant moisture contained there.  
Moisture that left her inner thighs glistening, her fingers shining, and her dark 
pink lower lips glowing.  Just when I thought I was going mad with pleasure, Tina 
saved me by lowering her warm sex expertly upon my ready lips.

The physical sensations were exquisite, and the mental stimulation was exotic.  
Two women, it was a fantasy that I always dreamed of, that most guys dream of.  
Yet, I didn't even consider just how lucky I was at that moment, I just 
concentrated upon the task at hand.  In other words, I was a mindless sex toy.

My hands reached up and grasped the round smooth buttocks of Tina, causing 
her to fall forwards upon her hands.  My tongue quick and soft upon the length of 
her sex, which tasted exquisite.  My lower body slapped with the rhythm of 
Sara's work, her vagina loud with the continual violation it was undergoing with 
my hardened prick.  All three of us were glistening with sweet, our bodies 
working hard towards that divine end; a orgasm.

Contrary to the pattern that I had do so far, I was fully conscious that another 
tongue was now rubbing along mine within, and against, the womanly folds of 
Tina's sex.  Sara, small sweet Sara, now lay upon my torso, her face pressed 
upwards at an impossible angle just to get her lips and tongue into the area I was 
enjoying so much.  I recognized that cooperation at this point would benefit all, 
so began to earnestly lick the hard enlarged clitoris with a newfound passion.  
Sara, enjoyed spearing her tongue deep into the joyous hole I had yearned to 
discover ever since I first shook Tina's hand.

The three of us were sexual beasts.  Our loud animal noises getting louder and 
louder.  Our bodies wiggling about to get the best possible angle, to reach the 
best depth or touch of another body.  We depended upon the others to alleviate 
our sexual temperaments.  My own would quickly be upon us, as the mere 
thought of these two ladies intertwined in a passionate embrace with me could 
almost put me over the edge.  We echoed our pleasures and I was actually in 
pain as I held back my discharge.

I was surprised at the moment it happened, but Tasty Tina was the first to 
achieve an orgasm, I could feel it upon my tongue.  I could well imagine Sara's 
tongue grasped inside the wonderful wet vagina and this was partial cause why 
my dear friend began her own spend.  Finally I let go the dam, my pent up 
frustrations and desires shot out the head of my cock to flood the depths of the 
wonderful vagina that I was now familiar with.  I let out my own groan of pleasure 
to accompany the sounds of my two beauties.

Nothing mattered to me at that moment, as my spend left my body, I was left an 
exhausted shell.  Tina slowly crawled down to lay next to me in a close embrace.  
While Sara was content to lay above me in a strong hug, her sex still engulfing 
my own.  It was heaven.

Many long minutes went by before I recovered enough of my senses to realize 
that we had not been alone.  In fact, the thing that brought me out of my self-
induced state was the familiar sound of skin upon skin.  I turned my head 
slightly, as did Tina, to witness Samantha upon her knees, naked.  Behind her 
Merlin was stroking slowing in and out of her sex.  Buster Bunny on the other 
hand knelt before the older woman, jack hammering his young cock into her 
mouth.  Samantha took it all, moving her body upon hands and knees in time to 
the two men at either end of her.  It was a surprising sight.  One that should not 
have surprised me after my own exhibition.

Upon the patio, Hardrive was standing naked facing the trio.  Before him, bent 
over the low wooden hand hold was Tits, her body shaking with the pounding he 
was giving her.  I could see that she was biting her lip to hold back the sounds of 
pleasure, even while she alternated looking upon the trio and upon my little 
group.  Beyond these two groups we were alone.

I moved my hands to fondle two different buttocks as I also enjoyed the show 
being put on.  Surely, this would not have happened if I had not lost control of 
my senses and began my tryst with Sara and Tina.  But of course, I had no 
regrets.  I figured Buster to be the one to finish first, and was surprised when 
Hardrive and his beauty seemed to have a mutual orgasm that was easily 
noticeable even from my distance.  Merlin and Buster both groaned in unison as 
they came powerfully within the body of Samantha.  I smiled as they both 
collapsed, looking as I felt.  Exhausted.

The eight of us made a kinky bunch, and I wondered who would speak first.  I 
could see that Samantha was blushing when she saw me looking upon her, but 
then after looking at the junction between Sara's thighs and my own, she smiled 
openly at me.  Sara still holding me, lay silently with eyes closed, content with 
the emotions of this moment to allow other sights to intrude upon her happiness.  
I envied her at that moment, the ability to do that.

Tina was also content, but like me curious at what was going on around us.  She 
was rubbing her free hand happily about Sara's back and buttocks, often 
stopping to hold my hand in a warm grip.  I turned my head to both these 
wonderful ladies and gave them loving kisses.  The three other guys looked 
content and pleased at what they just accomplished, boys will be boys after all.  
Only Tits was looking towards the high fence, as if looking for, or at, something.

"Hey, who is that?!"  She suddenly asked, pointing to a nondescript spot in the 
fence.  All but Sara, turned their heads towards that spot.  I, too, saw something, 
but wasn't able to make it out as it was on the other side of the fence.  "There is 
someone there."  She spoke again, perhaps convincing herself as well as us.

It was a surprise when Claw's face suddenly appeared above the seven foot 
height, obviously climbing upon something wobbly.  "Hi, guys!"  Tits grabbed her 
discarded tee-shirt, as did Samantha.  Buster and Merlin covered their crotches 
with hands.   But, I just lay there looking surprised at another person.  "Boy is 
Australia going to like these pictures I took!"  A camera and hand appeared over 
the fence, and he smiled hugely at his joke.

Hardrive began to laugh heartily while I just shook my head in dismay then 
spoke, "I hope you have another roll of film; I don't think I'm ready to quit yet!"  I 
then turned my face backwards,  Tina and I laughed even while our tongues 
dueled.

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