From: chrome@hscfsas1.harvard.edu (Burning Chrome) Newsgroups: alt.sex Subject: "Story - Sort of Long" (anonymous) Message-ID: <3417@husc6.harvard.edu> Date: 13 Dec 89 18:58:56 GMT Sender: news@husc6.harvard.edu Reply-To: chrome@hscfsas1.harvard.edu (Burning Chrome) Lines: 219 Posted: Wed Dec 13 19:58:56 1989 This was sent in to me for anonymous posting. The author wanted to contribute rather than just reading. (Perhaps others should take a hint?) The author also realizes that the subject matter, essentially date rape, might offend some people. Please bear this in mind. If you find such things offensive, please hit 'n' now. (Or whatever it takes in your news reader to skip the rest of this story.) ----- I was sitting at my desk at work. I was working on the Sanders project when the phone rang. I answered it as I always do "Cathy Thomas, may I help you?" A male voice said "Hi. This is Jim. I'm calling about your ad for an apartment mate." I had placed an add a couple of days ago. My current apartment mate was leaving at the end of the month. I was looking for another woman to share my apartment with. I knew that I did not want to share my apartment with a man but there was something about his voice that interested me. Did it excite me? I said to him; "I'm actually very busy right now. Why don't you give me your number and I'll call you tonite. We can talk then." I wrote his number down as he gave it to me. When I got home that night I was thinking about what I would wear the next day and getting ready for bed when I remembered Jim's phone call earlier in the day. I had forgotten about it. As it was only 8:30 I figured I'd give him a call. We ended up talking for about an hour and a half. I was still somewhat hesitant about sharing my apartment with a man but I agreed to show him the apartment the next night. I thought at least I'd get to see what the man behind the voice looked like. I made arangements with Shelly, my current apartment mate, to be home when Jim came over. After all, I had never met him before. I found myself thinking about what I would wear when Jim came over to see the apartment. I found myself thinking about him on and off all during the day. That night I decided to be low keyed. I wore jeans and a loose sweat shirt. He showed up promptly at 7. He was about 5' 10" with dark hair and dark eyes. He was a little bit over weight but I could tell that he had probably been an athlete of one sort or another in college. I introduced him to Shelly and began showing him around the apartment. We ended up spending about a half an hour standing in my bedroom talking and another 45 minutes or so out on the balcony talking. When he left I told him that I still was not sure about sharing an apartment with a man. (So maybe I'm a little old fashioned.) I told him I would call in a couple of days. I called him on Thursday and I told him that I did not feel right about sharing an apartment with him. I did mention that I found myself attracted to him and he ended up asking me if I would like to go out to dinner and a movie on Saturday. I agreed. Saturday night I decided to wear a pair of dress slacks and a dressy blouse. Pretty much normal work attire. Nothing particularly fancy on the outside. I do have this really shear bra and panties though and I decided to wear them underneath. I figured it would keep me feeling sexy and therefore looking sexy. Nothing that he could see though. After all, this was our first date. He picked me up right on time. We went to a comfortable pizza joint for dinner. Nothing expensive but still a nice atmosphere. Definitely not one of your Pizza Hut Restaurants. Afterwards we decided to go to a local pub that he knew of where we could have a few beers and shoot a little pool. I had been somewhat of a tomboy when I was growing up as I was the only girl in a family of five children. I had learned to play pool as well as any of my brothers and I thought it would be a chance for me to surprise him. At the pub I had three beers. This is a lot of beer for me to drink and I was feeling pretty good. Around Midnight Jim suggested that we leave. I said OK. He followed me around the car to unlock my door and as he turned from unlocking the door he put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me. At this point I was feeling pretty good and I had decided that I liked him so I moved my body up against his and I returned the kiss. I'm not exactly the most gorgeous woman in the world but at 5'6" and with measurements of 36-29-32 I hold my own. In any event, he knew it was a womans body pressing against his. We kissed for a moment and then he stepped back and suggested we get into the car. Once inside the car we resumed our kiss. As we kissed I could feel Jim moving his hand up and down my back. The next thing I noticed was that his right hand was caressing the side of my chest. I did not think too much of it until he moved his hand around and cupped it over my breast. At this point I felt my pussy getting wet but my mind was yelling loud and clear that this was only our first date. I broke our kiss and took his hand in mine. I said to him that I thought it was time for me to be getting home. He reluctantly started up the car and drove me to my apartment. So far I had really enjoyed myself and I was thinking that this could turn into a decent relationship. When we got to my apartment I leaned over to kiss him good night. We kissed for another few minutes and I started to say good night. He asked if he could come up to the apartment. I said that I did not think that that was a good idea. I was thinking to myself that my apartment mate was gone for the weekend and I did not want things to get out of hand. But he was a little bit insistent and he said that he had to use the bathroom. He said that we could just hang out and talk for a while. I new that I shouldn't give in but I really liked the guy and he had been a perfect gentleman all night. (Well almost, but I've had guys try to do lot more then he had. And after all, he had stopped when I had asked him to.) I gave in and said OK. We got into my apartment and he went to use the bathroom. I poured us some ice water, turned on the stero, took off my shoes and sat on the sofa. He came out of the bathroom and took off his shoes and joined me on the sofa. We began kissing again and then suddenly he picks me up and carries me into my bedroom. I began to get a little nervous. I hadn't realized how strong Jim was. I asked him what he was doing. He said that we should get to know each other a little better. I said that this was only our first date and I was not into sex on a first date. He said that that was OK with him but he thought we could still get to know each other a little better. At this point I had no idea what he was going to do. He put me down on the bed and sat next to me and began kissing me again. I liked the way he kissed and after a moment I forgot where we were and began returning the kiss. After a few moments of kissing like this he stopped and he began massaging my breasts with his hands. I took his hands in mine and said that he should stop. I told him yet again that I did not believe in sex on the first date. He said that getting to know each others bodies a little bit was not sex and he let go of my hands and began massaging my breasts again. I stopped him again and said that he should stop. His voice took on a little bit of an edge and he said I shouldn't worry, he would respect my wishes about no sex but that he wanted to get to know me a little better. The tone of his voice made me a little scared so when he started massaging my breasts again I did not stop him. I closed my eyes and began to wonder why this was happening to me. As he caressed my breasts I felt my nipples hardening. So did he. It actually felt good and I could feel the wetness in my crotch increasing. I must have started to get into the massage because the next thing I noticed was that my shirt was open and he was running his fingers under the top of my see through bra. I asked him why he was doing this and he said that he wanted to get to know me better. The next thing he did was to lift my bra up over my breasts. When he did this I moaned. It felt so good to feel the cool air on my naked breasts. But an instant later I realized that I had encouraged him. At this point I sat up and said enough is enough. He took one of my breasts in each hand and squeezed hard. I bit my lower lip to prevent myself from crying out. He said not to worry. He only wanted to get to know me better. I began to wonder when he would know me well enough. He took my shirt off, turned my bra around, unhooked it and tossed the clothing on the floor. At this point I was sitting on my bed naked from the waist up wondering what this guy was going to do next. I did not have long to wait. He stood up and undressed. He had an average sized dick. About six inches in length and about an inch and a half in width. I admitted to myself that it looked pretty good but then I remembered the situation I was in. For whatever it was worth, I told him one last time that things had gone too far and that I did not think this was appropriate for a first date. He told me that he was just getting to know me better and as long as I cooperated he wouldn't have to hurt me. At this point I realized I was in trouble. He told me to suck his cock. I just looked at him in shock so he grabbed my breasts and pulled them so that I was forced to move off the bed and into a sitting position on the floor. He must have taken a rubber out of his pants pocket when he took off his pants. He opened the rubber and put it on his dick. He took my head in his hands and put his dick in front of my face and said "SUCK" in a really intense voice. It felt really strange sucking on his rubber coated cock. After I had sucked on the head of his dick for a few minutes he began to slowly force more and more of his cock into my mouth. In about a minute his entire dick was going into my mouth. I could feel his balls bouncing off of my chin. He fucked my face for a few more minutes and I was hoping that he would come and then be satisified enough to leave. He stopped and lifted me up by the arms. He said to me that my pants must be getting awfully uncomfortable and he unbuckled them and unzipped the zipper. He slipped his hand into the front of my pants and I gasped as his cold hand came in contact with my hot pussy. I felt lost. My pussy was soaked dispite the fact that I did not want this to be happening. When he felt how wet I was he said "I can tell that your really enjoying yourself." At this point he said "lets get rid of these clothes". In an instant I was standing naked in front of a man who I felt was a total stranger. I could not believe that in all the conversations we had had I had failed to detect this bizarre steak in this man. He told me to lie down on the bed. I did but I made sure to keep my legs together. He began sucking on my breasts. First one then the other. He was good. My pussy was beginning to ache. I really wanted to feel his cock inside of me. No, I wanted to feel A cock inside of me. If only he hadn't rushed things. I couldn't believe that this was happening. Then I felt his hand on my pubic hairs. He caressed my mound for a few minutes and the he forced his fingers down between my legs and he began stroking the lips of my cunt. I gasped again when he found my clitoris. At this point I was so torn emotionally that I gave in and went with my physical feelings. I spread my legs and he continued to stroke my pussy. After a moment he climbed between my legs. I felt the head of his dick pressing against my cunt. Then his dick was inside of me. It felt so good to feel a dick inside of me. At this point I didn't care who was attached to it. He pumped in and out of me for several minutes and then he pulled out of me and told me to get on top of him. I climbed on top of his cock and began to fuck him. After a couple of minutes he started to moan like he was going to come. I started really pulling on his dick with the muscles in my pussy. I moaned as I felt the familiar pre-orgasmic tension building in my loins. As I continued to fuck the cock filling my hungry pussy I began to come. I think he came shortly thereafter but I didn't really care. I rolled off of him and asked him to please leave. He didn't say anything. He just stayed where he was. I guess we both dozed off because the next thing I remember was him spreading my legs and climbing between them. I noticed that he was wearing a new rubber. Before it really dawned on me what was happening I could feel his dick inside of me again. At first I didn't move while he fucked me a second time. But after he had pumped his cock in and out of me for a few minutes I began to feel my pussy respond. I did not want to enjoy this but I was having a hard time denying what my body was feeling. He put his hands on my breasts and began massaging them. I found myself moving my hips to his thrusting. After a few more minutes I felt myself building up to another climax. He came shortly after I did. This time he got up and dressed. I put on a robe and asked him if he was finally going to leave. He said that he would like to see me again. I said I'd think about it. I began following him to the door. I wanted to make sure that it was locked after he left. Twice he stopped me. Both times he took off my robe, put his hand on my cunt and began fingering my pussy. I felt like I was trapped in some sort of nightmare. Finally he left. After I had locked the door I sat down and cried. He called me several times after that but I told him that I did not want to ever see him again. He kept saying the we could still be friends. After about a month he stopped calling me. I'm glad that he has forgotten me. It's too bad though. I really liked him. If he had been a little more patient we could have had many nights together that would have made that one night seem tame in comparison.