BlueSugar
Faceted Sensualist
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- Jun 13, 2003
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cleaning out my computer and I found this, I know its old, but still funny. Enjoy 
REAL CYBER SEX CONVERSATION
> Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
>
> Sweetheart: I am wearing an expensive red silk blouse, a black leather
> mini skirt and high-heeled boots. I am tanned and very buffed. I work out
> everyday. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
>
> Wellhung: I'm 6'3 and about 250 lb. I wear glasses and have on a pair of
> blue sweat pants I just bought at Wal-Mart. I'm also wearing an old
> T-shirt, it's got some barbecue sauce stains on it and it smells kind of
> funny.
>
> Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?
>
> Wellhung: OK
>
> Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo
> and candles on my nightstand. I look up into your eyes and I'm smiling.
My
> hand works its way down to your crotch and I begin to feel your huge
> swelling bulge.
>
> Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm beginning to sweat.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
>
> Wellhung: Now, I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
>
> Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and I'm sliding it softly off.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides
> off of my warm body. I'm rubbing your bulge faster now, rubbing and
> pulling.
>
> Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and tears a hole in your
> blouse. I'm sorry.
>
> Sweetheart: That's, OK. It wasn't really too expensive.
>
> Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
>
> Sweetheart: Don't worry about it! I'm wearing a lacy black bra, my soft
> breasts are rising and falling as I breathe harder and harder.
>
> Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp of your bra, I think it's stuck. Do
> you have scissors?
>
> Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly, I reach behind my back
> and undo the clasp. My bra slides off. The cool air caresses my breasts,
> my nipples are erect for you.
>
> Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the
> clasp.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby, I just want to feel your tongue
> all over me.
>
> Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts.
> They're neat!
>
> Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling
> your ear.
>
> Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and
> phlegm.
>
> Sweetheart: WHAT?
>
> Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off of my breasts with the remains of
> my blouse.
>
> Wellhung: I'm taking your sopping wet blouse from you and throwing it in
> the corner of the room.
>
> Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard
> tool.
>
> Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman! Your hands are cold! Yeee!
>
> Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
>
> Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in
> and out and nibbling on you. ummm, wait a second.
>
> Sweetheart: What's the matter?
>
> Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
>
> Sweetheart: Are you OK?
>
> Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
>
> Sweetheart: Is there anything I can do to help?
>
> Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen. Choking wildly. Looking for a cup.
> Where do you keep your cups??
>
> Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink!
>
> Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There that's better.
>
> Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
>
> Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm aching for you lover.
>
> Wellhung: Now I'm drying the cup. I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
> And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait it's dark, I'm lost. Where
> is the bedroom?
>
> Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
>
> Wellhung: I found it.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm tugging off your pants. I want you so badly.
>
> Wellhung: Me too.
>
> Sweetheart: I kiss you passionately. Our naked bodies pressed against
each
> other.
>
> Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
>
> Sweetheart: Why don't you take your glasses off?
>
> Wellhung: OK. But I can't see very well. I'm placing my glasses on the
> nightstand.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me baby!
>
> Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly to the bathroom.
>
> Sweetheart: Hurry back lover.
>
> Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the
> toilet and lift the lid.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
>
> Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle. Uh-oh!
>
> Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
>
> Wellhung: I just realized I peed in your hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking
> back to the bed now. Blindly feeling my way.
>
> Sweetheart: Mmmm, yes. Come on.
>
> Wellhung: Now I'm going to put my, you know, thing in your umm, woman's
> thing.
>
> Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, Baby! Do it!
>
> Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. Ma'am, I'm
> having a little problem here.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth. I can't wait another
second.
> Slide it in! Screw me!
>
> Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
>
> Sweetheart: WHAT?
>
> Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my
> face.
>
> Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener all floppy.
> I'm looking for my glasses to see what the problem is.
>
> Sweetheart: NO! Never mind. I'm getting dressed, I'm putting on my
> underwear and my wet nasty blouse.
>
> Wellhung: No wait. I can't find the night table. I'm reaching across the
> dresser, knocking off cans of hairspray, your picture frames and your
> candles.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. I'm putting on my shoes.
>
> Wellhung: Now I've found my glasses. My God! One of your candles fell on
> the curtain! The curtain is on fire. I'm pointing at it with a shocked
> look on my face.
>
> Sweetheart: Go to hell! I'm logging off, LOSER!
>
> Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Nooooooo!
end
REAL CYBER SEX CONVERSATION
> Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
>
> Sweetheart: I am wearing an expensive red silk blouse, a black leather
> mini skirt and high-heeled boots. I am tanned and very buffed. I work out
> everyday. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
>
> Wellhung: I'm 6'3 and about 250 lb. I wear glasses and have on a pair of
> blue sweat pants I just bought at Wal-Mart. I'm also wearing an old
> T-shirt, it's got some barbecue sauce stains on it and it smells kind of
> funny.
>
> Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?
>
> Wellhung: OK
>
> Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo
> and candles on my nightstand. I look up into your eyes and I'm smiling.
My
> hand works its way down to your crotch and I begin to feel your huge
> swelling bulge.
>
> Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm beginning to sweat.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
>
> Wellhung: Now, I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
>
> Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and I'm sliding it softly off.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides
> off of my warm body. I'm rubbing your bulge faster now, rubbing and
> pulling.
>
> Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and tears a hole in your
> blouse. I'm sorry.
>
> Sweetheart: That's, OK. It wasn't really too expensive.
>
> Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
>
> Sweetheart: Don't worry about it! I'm wearing a lacy black bra, my soft
> breasts are rising and falling as I breathe harder and harder.
>
> Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp of your bra, I think it's stuck. Do
> you have scissors?
>
> Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly, I reach behind my back
> and undo the clasp. My bra slides off. The cool air caresses my breasts,
> my nipples are erect for you.
>
> Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the
> clasp.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby, I just want to feel your tongue
> all over me.
>
> Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts.
> They're neat!
>
> Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling
> your ear.
>
> Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and
> phlegm.
>
> Sweetheart: WHAT?
>
> Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off of my breasts with the remains of
> my blouse.
>
> Wellhung: I'm taking your sopping wet blouse from you and throwing it in
> the corner of the room.
>
> Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard
> tool.
>
> Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman! Your hands are cold! Yeee!
>
> Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
>
> Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in
> and out and nibbling on you. ummm, wait a second.
>
> Sweetheart: What's the matter?
>
> Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
>
> Sweetheart: Are you OK?
>
> Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
>
> Sweetheart: Is there anything I can do to help?
>
> Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen. Choking wildly. Looking for a cup.
> Where do you keep your cups??
>
> Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink!
>
> Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There that's better.
>
> Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
>
> Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm aching for you lover.
>
> Wellhung: Now I'm drying the cup. I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
> And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait it's dark, I'm lost. Where
> is the bedroom?
>
> Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
>
> Wellhung: I found it.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm tugging off your pants. I want you so badly.
>
> Wellhung: Me too.
>
> Sweetheart: I kiss you passionately. Our naked bodies pressed against
each
> other.
>
> Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
>
> Sweetheart: Why don't you take your glasses off?
>
> Wellhung: OK. But I can't see very well. I'm placing my glasses on the
> nightstand.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me baby!
>
> Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly to the bathroom.
>
> Sweetheart: Hurry back lover.
>
> Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the
> toilet and lift the lid.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
>
> Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle. Uh-oh!
>
> Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
>
> Wellhung: I just realized I peed in your hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking
> back to the bed now. Blindly feeling my way.
>
> Sweetheart: Mmmm, yes. Come on.
>
> Wellhung: Now I'm going to put my, you know, thing in your umm, woman's
> thing.
>
> Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, Baby! Do it!
>
> Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. Ma'am, I'm
> having a little problem here.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth. I can't wait another
second.
> Slide it in! Screw me!
>
> Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
>
> Sweetheart: WHAT?
>
> Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my
> face.
>
> Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my wiener all floppy.
> I'm looking for my glasses to see what the problem is.
>
> Sweetheart: NO! Never mind. I'm getting dressed, I'm putting on my
> underwear and my wet nasty blouse.
>
> Wellhung: No wait. I can't find the night table. I'm reaching across the
> dresser, knocking off cans of hairspray, your picture frames and your
> candles.
>
> Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. I'm putting on my shoes.
>
> Wellhung: Now I've found my glasses. My God! One of your candles fell on
> the curtain! The curtain is on fire. I'm pointing at it with a shocked
> look on my face.
>
> Sweetheart: Go to hell! I'm logging off, LOSER!
>
> Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Nooooooo!
end
