("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2010. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Dreaming of Tina By Kasykk (iamadamiam@aol.com) *** A computer maintenance guy gets exceptional treatment from a grateful client. (MF, affair) *** A full, heaving breast thrust upon my mouth. Heavy breathing... Shadows, moving like silk on velvet. Panting. Slow thrusting - in and out, in and out. Moaning, rising to a crescendo. The thrusting is more urgent, more desperate. A scream! Contentment... The soft whispers of my name. "Adam, Adam, oh Adam! Adam!" I return from my memories, I'm in a drab office, searching for the source of that irritating voice. "You there? You have a call... Computer's down. Since you have some time on your hands, you're up. And get this; you don't finish this job in two hours, don't bother coming back! Now GET OUT THERE!" I already know who called for "help", and I can't wait to get there. It's my "favorite client"; Tina! I remember the first time I went to "fix" her problem. And I got much more than my fee. Life wasn't easy for me back then. As a recent college grad, I landed a job with a top computer manufacturing firm. Unfortunately, it was on the bottom of the ladder; the firm started me on "computer maintenance and repair", a job I began to hate. People calling me all of the time, asking questions about problems which were outlined in the "Operating Manual - Troubleshooting" section! What morons! Or so I thought... Let me give you some background. In my early twenties, I had a surprisingly small number of dates. In college, girls always thought of me as that "good friend" they'd talk to about anything (including their sex lives) but never date. Maybe it was due to my demanding schedule, or my nonchalant attitude. Anyway, my sex life was sparse. I thought nothing of it and continued with my education, completing my B.S. in Computer Engineering and was immediately snapped up. Sometimes, my job leads me to travel. Not internationally, locally; I have to go to the customer's residences and solve problems that just could not be solved over the phone. There weren't many of those, but it was a welcome change when they occurred; a small office with a phone for decoration is monotonous. One beautiful fall day, I was called upon to go to the house of a customer named Bruce to repair his ailing system. Seemed the hard drive crashed due to a virus, and he didn't know how to fix it. I started upon my journey, ignorant of the events which were to come... After some time, I finally arrived at my destination. I ambled up to the door and knocked. No answer. I knocked again and checked the address; yes, it's the right one! I continued to wait outside, in the balmy sun. The door opened. "Yes? Hello?" "Hello, my name is... Uh, I mean my name is... Adam," I said, caught unawares. I must have looked at her for a long time; I couldn't help it! Standing before me was one of the most alluring women I have ever seen! She was diminutive; a couple or three inches above 5 feet. Her shapely, svelte form was complimented by tight blue bike shorts and a dark blue leotard. Her hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail; her head crowned by a dark blue sweatband, soaked through. "Adam? The one from the computer store?" she asked, panting softly. "Um... Yes," I replied, dumbly. "Hi! I'm Tina," she said. "Sorry I didn't answer the door earlier. Had the music turned up. Here, why don't you come in." She turned and walked back into the house. I followed, admiring the shape of her ass and the way it moved as she walked. I was "coming to attention", and I hoped she didn't see my cock through my jeans. She finally led me to a small room, in which stood a desk and file cabinets. A PC was upon the desk. I moved toward it. "So what is the problem, exactly? The info I have says a 'crashed hard drive due to virus'. How did you get this virus, exactly," I said, unpacking my maintenance tools. I began to open the back of the console. "Well, I don't know, exactly. We believe that it came from a corrupted file; I wasn't exactly there when the crash occurred," she explained, leaning against the doorjamb. I quickly glanced at her; I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra! Her nipples protruded through the leotard! My cock was stiff as a board. I continued my task, with much effort not to look her way again. "So did you make the call?" "No. My husband did, from work. He wanted the computer to be up and running by the time he got home... He does a lot of his work on it. So, what are you going to do?" she inquired, approaching from behind. I could feel her hot breath on my neck as I worked. "It's pretty simple," I explained what I was doing to the system as I did it. She listened attentively, observed my actions, and asked questions. For about 40 minutes we continued, her asking and me answering while working. At times I caught her looking at my ass as I bent over, or at my back. Finally, I was finished. I closed up the back of the main console and packed away my tools. "Well, there you go. Can I use your phone? I have to call my supe." "Sure. It's this way," she said, turning and walking out of the room. Again I followed, and again I looked at her backside. During that whole time, my cock hadn't lost any of its hardness. Right before we moved into the kitchen, she turned her head and glanced at me; I was caught! I quickly averted my gaze to a picture on the wall. We entered the kitchen; small, but efficient and clean. I was quickly led to a phone on the kitchen counter. I dialed the number and turned around to look at her... She smiled at me, the corners of her mouth upturned. Oh, what I'd do to kiss her lips. The line was busy. I tried again, and again it was busy. I put down the receiver, thinking of the long, boring trip ahead... "Well, I gotta go back. Duty calls," I said, moving toward the door. "Wait," she said. "It's twelve noon. Do you have time for a little lunch? To repay you for what you've done?" "Well, okay, sure." I wasn't going to pass up a free lunch with a beautiful woman! She smiled at me again, and turned to take foodstuffs out of the refrigerator. I stood and watched her for a while (what a sight!), then began to help her out. She was as friendly as she was inquisitive, and soon we were chatting and laughing like old friends. Lunch was fantastic! We then retired to the living room. It was here that she was doing her workout; various pieces of exercise equipment were stashed in the far corner, and lying in the middle of the floor. She sat opposite me, on a plush sofa; I on a reclining chair. We talked some more, mainly about social lives and other such things. I answered each question truthfully, even when we strayed into sex and sex lives. "You didn't date much in college? What about now?" she inquired. "Like in college, I don't have a lot of time. I try to keep a life outside work, but it's hard, you know? Especially if you're just starting your job. Besides, who would date a man like me? All work and no play, you know," I explained, a little sadly. She looked at me, her face a mask. Her eyes had a twinkle in them I didn't see before, though. "You don't believe that, do you? I think you look very handsome. And it's cute the way you keep glancing at me!" "What do you mean?" "I liked you looking at my ass," she said, her voice husky. "You don't believe I didn't notice you?" "Well, err, uh, Um..." I sputtered, unable to talk. My dick was straining like hell through my trousers. It was impossible to overlook; I had no way to hide. Not anymore! "Do you like it?", she whispered thickly, while at the same time approaching me on the chair. "Um... Like what?" "My ass! Do you like it?" "Yes," I said. Her face was very close to mine; her lips barely touched mine when she spoke. She moved forward. Her lips touched mine in a chaste kiss; then her body melted into mine, and the kiss grew urgent. I returned her passion; grabbing her and pulling her onto my cock. Our lips melded; her tongue snaked into my mouth. We sat there and kissed a very long time; I could feel the heat of her body through the leotard! Her face became flushed, her breathing quick. After a while, she got up off of me and took my hand. We walked into her bedroom. She turned to me and began to take off her leotard. Slowly. I was right about her breasts... They were magnificent! I held my breath as those beauties were bared. My eyes became locked on them. Those voluptuous marvels were pear-shaped, opaline and capped with knobby dark-pink nipples, which were stiff and long with excitement. I could hear my breathing quickening; if her tits were this good, how could I control myself with the REST of her? "Do you like?" she asked me in a ragged whisper. All I could do was nod acknowledgement; I could not speak! I reached toward her, grabbed her full, feminine hips and brought her to me again, my lips seeking hers... Then a thought hit me, and I pulled away. What about her husband? If he caught me with her in a situation like this, he'd blow his top (and blow my head off!). I asked her that same question. "Don't worry," she told me. "He's not going to be home before six anyway, and he understands. We have a, shall we say 'special' relationship." As she explained, her leotard continued its downward travel, across that marvelous stomach, down her wide, firm hips, gliding quickly to her feet and the floor. I reached to her again for a kiss, but she stopped me. "Are you going to follow me? I don't think we can have any fun with you clothed like that!" Her eyes showed a smile that was reflected in her full, luscious mouth. I began to take off my shirt, but her hands interrupted me and took over, gliding sensuously across my chest and unbuttoning. As she continued, I reached to her tits and flicked her nipples with my thumb, gently. "Mmmm... That feels so good," she breathed, pressing against me, her mound against my dick. She finished unbuttoning the shirt and threw it off me to the floor. In that same instant, she began to unbutton my pants, hands rubbing my cock almost accidently. The contact turned me on even more, and I pulled and tugged at her nipples. Our breathing became ragged and sporadic; she started to hump against my leg! I couldn't stand it; I had to have her now and damn the husband! "You're really making me hot," I whispered in her ear, my hands still pulling at her nips. "If we don't slow down, I'll cum in my shorts!" "Your motor's too hot... We'll take our time, honey," she said, pulling my shorts to the floor. I don't even remember her taking my pants off! She grasped my cock and pumped it slowly. I kissed her again... She took my hand and brought me to the bed, laying down and spreading herself languidly over it. I knew that if I touched myself right then, I'd cum all over the place; I was that horny! I got upon the bed and lay beside her, kissing her again. I couldn't get enough of her kisses! My hands had long before lost their grip on her pebble-hard nipples; I began to journey downward, lightly feathering her alabaster skin with passionate caresses. I finally reached her beautiful breasts; I latched onto a nipple, sucking as if I were a babe again. She grabbed my head and moaned, softly... As I sucked, my hands continued their roaming across her body, squeezing her hips, gliding across her washboard stomach, finally coming to her mound of Venus. I poked and prodded, searching for her opening; then my finger entered her, my thumb massaging her hard, throbbing clit. My other hand moving back to her ass and squeezing. She shuddered, then she groaned, a low, husky sound out of the back of her throat. "Ooooh, Honey," she said, breathily. Her hands pulled my head even harder to her tit. I continued my ministrations on her now-sopping twat; she began to spasm, small animal-like sounds escaping her mouth. I switched nipples and sucked harder; another finger joined its brother in thrusting into her charged crevice. I rubbed her clitoris with vigor, now; her juices lubricated my pistioning fingers and thumb. She began to thrust her hips upward; her cunt grasped at my pounding fingers convulsing, squeezing them strongly. I sped up my diddling rubbing her clit ever faster in a circular motion. She stiffened; her nipples got even harder, and she began to orgasm... "Oooh... OOooh, Adam, I'm... Honey, I'm going to come!... I'm coming! I'm coommiinngg!" she screamed, her hips pistioning upward. Her cunt grabbed at my fingers, pulsing rhythmically around them. I bit her nipple lightly, and she screamed again; fluid poured out of her cunt, to wet my hand and the sheets under her. It seemed to expand her orgasm; she moaned and screamed, shuddering, her cunt pulsing in the contractions of orgasm. After a long time, she began to calm down. Her body was covered with a light sheen of sweat (as was mine!); she pulled me up to her for a kiss. Her eyes showed bright with passion and unbridled lust. "That was heavenly," she breathed. "You know what I like to do after a performance like that?" "What?" "This," she said, turning me on my back. She straddled me; I could feel her luscious, hot cunt on my chest. She leaned over me and kissed me again; then, in imitation, she slithered down my body, kissing my chest, sucking on my nipples and abdomen. I got even harder; my member pulsing. She finally came to rest at my now granite-hard pillar; she grasped me with one hand and began to stroke my cock, cooing about its hardness. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feeling of her master touch. I began to moan; her hand had begun to pump faster, harder, with more fervor. "Ooh... Mmm, Tina..." I thrust my hips upward in an effort to get more of my steel pole into her velvet- soft, cock-exciting hand... All of a sudden, a wetness engulfed my cock... A warm, soft, yielding wetness, accompanied by the sounds of sucking and slurping! I moaned, loudly; I looked down my body, to see Tina sucking on my cock, hand gliding up and down in rhythm to her head-pumping. I sat up, and put my hands in her hair, tousling it, grabbing her head and pumping into her mouth. The feelings were becoming too great; I could feel my cum rising, and I pumped harder. She moaned continuously; the vibrations from her hot sucking mouth put me over the edge! I pumped once more into her mouth; powerfully; my cock swelled, and I exploded! Cum spurted out of me; she pulled on her dick with her hot mouth, sucking the essence out of me... I moaned and spurted again; she swallowed all but a trickle, streaming down her full, red lips. I pulled out of her mouth, and she pressed up against me. Her rock-hard nipples boring into my chest. I kissed her again, and experienced the taste of my own cum for the first time, mingled with her love-juices. My cock stirred to life again, pressing into her stomach. We lay side by side like that for a while, exploring each other's bodies, reaching, finding new frontiers. My cock strained against her abdomen, leaking precum. I reached down and fondled her vaginal lips, lightly pinching them, tickling her clit. She gasped, and stiffened again; then she looked at me, shivering. "I want you in me now!" she breathed, huskily. "Fuck me; fill me with your cock! Cum in me!" I quickly got between her legs... She spread them beautifully for me, her cunt wet, hot and inviting, tits heaving with her labored breathing, skin flushed pink with passion. I stared for a while, drinking in the headiness of the experience, and her sexual beauty. I then moved to her; she grabbed my cock and pressed it against her clit, rubbing and groaning. She then put the head of my dick into her cuntal opening... I thrust toward her; her cunt took me in one smooth motion, sucking at my cock as her lips did just minutes earlier. We both moaned at the initial thrust; I began a slow, steady rhythm, trying to draw out this excruciating feeling, but she thrust up at me, hard, and grabbed my hips, drawing me ever more into her hot, wet depths. I thrust again, and she shuddered, her back arching off the bed, tits jiggling like two scoops of jello, eyes closed, breath haggard. I sped up the pace of my thrusts, "Oh... Oh... Mmmm, Adam, fuck me!" she screamed. Her exhortations drove me onward, pounding harder and longer... Her cunt began to spasm, and she moaned. "Ohhh, this is sooo good! Hungh... Mmm... Yeah! More... Harder... Go, ungh, faster! OHhh Adam more! Fuck me! Yesss!" Her heels locked behind my back; she pulled me toward her with every thrust of her powerful hips. I reached toward her tits and pulled on one nipple roughly. A small scream escaped her lips. And she thrust harder, faster. I did the same; her twat spasmed ferociously, grabbing my cock as if it were a hand; she screamed, "I'm cooommingg! Oooohuuungh! Keep fuckinggg meeee!" I pounded into her drenched twat, my hand pulling and twisting her long, hard, hot nipple. I began to tire, and I hadn't cum yet... I slowed down, then stopped and pulled out. "Turn around," I said. She quickly flipped onto her stomach and raised herself on hands and knees, sticking her beautiful, full ass high off the bed. I moved to mount her again; before I did, I diddled her lips, rubbing them, ticking them with gossamer touches. She moaned again and pressed back at me, her pussy grabbing at my fingers. I pulled them away and thrust into her again, quick and rough. She moaned and pressed back against me. I grabbed a handful of her ass and thrust back. I was entranced by the ripples of flesh raised by our hard fucking; they travelled down her ass and well-formed thighs. Our bodies smacked against each other; her pussy was making small squelching noises as I thrust into her. "Cum in me! I want to feel your cum rush in me! OOhhh, honey! Cum in meeee!" I couldn't hold back; my cock became larger. I hammered into her, groaned and let go! My cock jumped, then jet after jet of cum adorned the walls of her pussy, filling her to overflowing. She came again also, her twat squeezing my pistioning, spurting dick. She came for a long time; I kept pistioning into her, though my dick was slowly losing its hardness. We slowed down and finally stopped; I pulled out of her with a slurp. She turned, slid down my body and took my cock into her mouth, licking it clean of our mingled juices. I turned and did the same to her twat, licking and swallowing... We then laid side by side, facing each other. "That was great, lover! Are you glad you didn't go back?" "Yes, it was! And yes, I am. You are one hot woman, Tina! Can I see you again?" "Well, We'll see," she said, taking my hand in hers and squeezing it. "But if I need any more help repairing my computer, I'll know who to call, right?" "Anytime," I said, leaning to her for another kiss. She returned it with a heady passion. My cock began to stir again... So here I am, in my car en route, thinking what problem she wants me to "fix" for her now! Maybe I'll have to repair her "rear" port, or "disk slot"! Whatever it is, I know my reward will be as good as money! END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 68