The Computer and Friendships........

[Angelofsex]

HEY ....... How about me??? I don't know you that long but I do put up with you... Thank you for that...

Hey I have to put up with you.......my bestest friend.......ooopppsss in trouble again......said put up with her................ I love you bestest of bestest friend.

 

[1sexylady]

I hear nothing but nice things from angel about you! so I know you must be trouble

and thanks for putting up with me, it's a tough job

MOI???????? TROUBLE??? NEVER...


Angel never lies either...

 

[Angelofsex]

Took 17 fucking years for you to finally know that... I love ya kiddo...and thank you for those years...

No thank's to the school our children went too.........we are the best friends because of it.........hugs n kisses....

 

[1sexylady]

Hey I have to put up with you.......my bestest friend.......ooopppsss in trouble again......said put up with her................ I love you bestest of bestest friend.

I KNOW...

 

[1sexylady]

For you Angel...

Best Friends Forever!!!

As the years pass,
and we grow apart,
I want you to know,
that you're in my heart.

You helped me through problems,
through things **good and bad**.
You helped me keep smiling,
when I was **sad**.

You helped me with guys.
You made me **stay strong**.
How will I live,
when you are gone?

And where the years take us,
No place is too far,
We will think of each other,
wherever we are.

You're a wonderful person,
with a good heart to lend,
And I want you to know,
You're a really good and wonderful friend.

 

[Bandit58]

This damn machine has a lot to answer for....

Made me some wonderful close friends......who helped me see that my life as it was was total shit.....
Who helped me decide to do what I should have done years ago and leave
Who supported me and helped me so much

I met on ICQ the one who I love with my whole heart.....but who is not free to be with me....
Who taught me to enjoy my body and gave me an everlasting gift.......
Who told me today that he is setting me free, after almost a year of wonderful joy and equally devastating sadness
Which makes me hurt inside with such pain I want to die, but he hasn't said that he doesn't love me, and I know I'll always love him......

I thank it also for those good friends I've made on Lit, who helped me find myself and who always listen and offer such good advice, even when I didn't want to hear what they had to say.......I'm so sad right now but I'll get through it......

 

[biggbear8]

hugs and kisses good morn

hope ur having a great day angel

and may i sayur looking lovely today

 

[Gil_T2]

This damn machine has a lot to answer for....

Made me some wonderful close friends......who helped me see that my life as it was was total shit.....
Who helped me decide to do what I should have done years ago and leave
Who supported me and helped me so much

I met on ICQ the one who I love with my whole heart.....but who is not free to be with me....
Who taught me to enjoy my body and gave me an everlasting gift.......
Who told me today that he is setting me free, after almost a year of wonderful joy and equally devastating sadness
Which makes me hurt inside with such pain I want to die, but he hasn't said that he doesn't love me, and I know I'll always love him......

I thank it also for those good friends I've made on Lit, who helped me find myself and who always listen and offer such good advice, even when I didn't want to hear what they had to say.......I'm so sad right now but I'll get through it......

The net isa wonderful place for so many of us around the world & I'm clad to say I've met quite a few NET friends in R/L as well & now class them as R/L friends.



BANDIT We are all here for you anytime you need us,I know it hurts but you must know there is a happy future awaiting you just down the road.






Big warm squishy hugs to ALL my friends.

 

[biggbear8]

WRAPPING MYARMS AROUND U AND GIVING UTHE BIGGEST HUGS AND THE SOFTEST OF KISSES

good morning angel
hope that ur having a good day

 

[Angelofsex]

WRAPPING MYARMS AROUND U AND GIVING UTHE BIGGEST HUGS AND THE SOFTEST OF KISSES

good morning angel
hope that ur having a good day

Looking at bear smiling.......Good night my dear.......kissing him with my arms around him.....

 

[Angelofsex]

The net isa wonderful place for so many of us around the world & I'm clad to say I've met quite a few NET friends in R/L as well & now class them as R/L friends.



BANDIT We are all here for you anytime you need us,I know it hurts but you must know there is a happy future awaiting you just down the road.






Big warm squishy hugs to ALL my friends.

Gil agreed with you about the net and R/L friends.........so true.

 

[Angelofsex]

For you Angel...

Best Friends Forever!!!

As the years pass,
and we grow apart,
I want you to know,
that you're in my heart.

You helped me through problems,
through things **good and bad**.
You helped me keep smiling,
when I was **sad**.

You helped me with guys.
You made me **stay strong**.
How will I live,
when you are gone?

And where the years take us,
No place is too far,
We will think of each other,
wherever we are.

You're a wonderful person,
with a good heart to lend,
And I want you to know,
You're a really good and wonderful friend.

You are my best friend for many years and I thank you for that.....

 

[Angelofsex]

This damn machine has a lot to answer for....

Made me some wonderful close friends......who helped me see that my life as it was was total shit.....
Who helped me decide to do what I should have done years ago and leave
Who supported me and helped me so much

I met on ICQ the one who I love with my whole heart.....but who is not free to be with me....
Who taught me to enjoy my body and gave me an everlasting gift.......
Who told me today that he is setting me free, after almost a year of wonderful joy and equally devastating sadness
Which makes me hurt inside with such pain I want to die, but he hasn't said that he doesn't love me, and I know I'll always love him......

I thank it also for those good friends I've made on Lit, who helped me find myself and who always listen and offer such good advice, even when I didn't want to hear what they had to say.......I'm so sad right now but I'll get through it......

Please don't be sad......we are hear for you at anytime.

 

[de-valmont]

Thought I'd add a little poem of mine to this, written for a wonderful woman I met thanks to the internet about our affair.

When I close my eyes I think of you
Pink socks, smiling tapping away,
At the keyboard, that link between us.

I see those eyes, glinting full of fun,
Reflecting pixels from our playground
Lips parted by our shared cigarette.

I feel your touch, flow through the screen.
Brushes my soul, reaches my heart.
That soft caress, that sets me on fire.

The magic weaving over all these miles,
That welds up, blends us, makes us one.
Intangible chain crossing our tiny globe,
Reminding me always that we are so close.

And so I reach out, as I do every night,
Stretch and touch the one I love.
And although my frail form my never touch,
My spirit forever holds you in its etheric embrace.

And so I write this, addressed to you,
I adore you Chris, always will.
Finest woman I never met.
So lucky, so lucky to have you in my heart.

 

[Bandit58]

It's true.....you can connect emotionally with someone on the net. The connection I had with my lover was almost tangible, we called it our golden thread, it carried our love back and forth for 400km. We had 21 days in real time together, but we had almost a year of chatting and phone calls which kept us close. In the end it wasn't enough, and I'm so sad it's ended for us, we still love each other and if he was free and without baggage we'd be together right now.

Angelofsex.....we've never spoken before but thank you for your thoughts......there goes the power of the net again, complete strangers meeting and sharing and caring....

 

[biggbear8]

HERE FOR UR REQUEST HOPE U ENJOY

The room is warm, almost too warm. I am slightly damp from
perspiration, and the occasional draft makes me shiver.

The room is filled with a warm, diffuse light, sunlight through
heavy lace curtains, giving the place an antique feel. The air
smells of potpourri, mingled with red wine and musk.

My eyes travel lazily along the ceiling, until they reach the far
wall, where a full-length mirror stands across from the foot of
the bed, tilted slightly forward in its heavy oak frame. The
image staring back at me from the mirror commands my attention:
a exquisite brass four-poster bed, and on it a beautiful woman,
naked, her arms stretched tautly over her head, and her legs
reaching out toward the posts at the foot of the bed.

That's me, with my wrists bound together by that long purple band
of silk. That's me, chest rising and falling more quickly than
usual below tight, shiny skin. That's me, lying there on the new
beautiful bed we shopped for for so long, and bought just for
this purpose. That's me...finally.

Absorbed as I am in the image of myself, Robert's voice startles
me. "You certainly are a beautiful sight, love." I turn my
attention to him, as he stands by the side of the bed, a glass of
wine in his hand, smiling warmly down at me.

"Robert, kiss me..." I start to say, but he leans over me, and
presses his finger to my lips, and says "Shhhh. Not a sound."
But he kisses me anyway, lightly, gently, on the lips. He takes
a sip of the wine he is holding, then dips his finger into the
glass. With his wet finger, he traces my lips, then bends over
and licks the wine from my lips. His feather-light touch makes
me shiver.

He continues with the wine, drawing his finger from behind my ear
to the hollow of my throat, then following with his tongue. He
traces a line down between my breasts; the evaporating alcohol is
cold for a moment, but his tongue is warm and soft. Mmmmmmm. I
was unaware that I had actually made a sound, but Robert warns me
again, "Silence..." And so I am silent, eager to please my lover
and to make this moment perfect for both of us.

A drop of wine on the left nipple, which hardens instantly,
before he licks it off with a mere brush of his tongue. And then
the same to the right nipple. His light, fleeting touch has
awakened my sensitive nipples, and they cry out for more. I arch
my back toward his mouth, but he has already moved on to other
places.

A drop of wine on the soft underside of my arm. A almost-tick-
ling lick along my navel. A wet trail along the crease where my
thigh meets my body. Each touch a brief spark that awakens and
arouses a new part of my body, just enough to tease but not
enough to satisfy.

He licks a trail of red off of my inner thigh, and I can't con-
tain my gasp. My whole body feels alive, itching for his touch.
I want him to lick up, up, to move his tongue between my legs,
but he's gone again, standing next to the bed, watching my
flushed form on the bed. I look up at him, pleading with my
eyes, Robert, Robert, touch me...

"How can I resist those eyes?" he asks, with mock mournfulness.
"You don't really want me to finish yet, do you?" My body cries
yes, but at the same time I savor the delicious frustration, and
I know the answer. The question is rhetorical. Robert goes to
the dresser by the bed, and returns with another broad band of
soft purple silk, like the ones that bind my wrists and ankles.
This one he drapes across my eyes, then lifts my head and ties it
expertly in place.

The removal of vision heightens my other senses. I become aware
of the sound of cars in the distance, and the wind in the tree
outside the window. I become aware of the smell of Robert and
the smell of me. I smile and relax, delighting in hypersensitiv-
ity of my body and the feeling of anticipation.

I am not disappointed. Robert starts touching me again, return-
ing to the top of my body. He strokes my face with his fingers,
and his touch is firmer now, more demanding, more satisfying. He
holds my hair, grasping it. Holding my head firmly, he kisses me
on the lips, deeply this time; no more fleeting touches, this
time his kiss is filled with passion, and I meet it with my own.

He breaks the kiss too soon, and leaves me gasping for air. Now
he is rubbing my body with smooth, firm strokes. He rubs my
shoulders, my arms, my sides, my belly. He rubs my breasts, and
this time when I arch toward him, he doesn't pull away. Instead,
he holds them, kneads them. He grasps my nipples between his
fingers, first lightly, but with increasing pressure. A moan
escapes my parted lips, but Robert doesn't seem to mind; instead
of a warning, he pinches my nipples firmly and tugs, and I am
suddenly dizzy from the pleasure.

Forgetting my situation, I reach up to wrap my arms around him,
but the strip of silk holds my hands tightly to the bar between
the posts at the head of the bed. Straining against the bonds
accentuates my frustration and longing, and I moan again.

Robert continues pulling on my nipples, till they reach a point
just short of pain, and my back is arched as far up as it will
go. Once again, he breaks his hold too quickly, but before I
have a chance to feel disappointed, he replaces his fingers with
his mouth on my left nipple, sucking it in, pressing it between
his tongue and teeth, rolling it around with his tongue.

My breath is quick and ragged now, as I strain towards him. He
grabs both breasts in his hands, and shifts his mouth to the
other nipple. Oooooh. It feel so good. And then he stops.

He pauses, just long enough for the frustration to register on my
face, and then he resumes his broad hand strokes on my belly, and
sliding down to my thighs. He draws his hands down the outside
of my legs, to my feet. He rubs each foot with his palms, with
just enough firmness to avoid tickling me. He rubs each toe with
his thumb and draws his fingers along my instep. Then he moves
his hands back up my legs, on the inside this time. His broad,
smooth hands stop inches before where my thighs meet.

No, don't stop, Robert...keep going...up, up, please. But I
don't have to say anything. He knows how badly I want him to
touch me there, but instead he massages my thighs. Each stroke
brings him a hairbreadth closer to my nether lips. I strain
against the bands on my ankles, but they hold my legs apart,
making me feel exposed and ready for his touch.

He strokes gently the line where my outer labia meet my thighs.
The touch is light and agonizing. And now he leans forward, and
I can feel his warm breath against my clit, stirring the wispy
hair there. He blows against me, and the coolness against the
moisture there makes me jump. I arch toward him, but he still
doesn't touch me inside; he just keeps maddeningly stroking my
outer lips.

He stops. Just as I am about to start begging him to touch me,
he brushes my exposed clit with another one of his quick, fleet-
ing touches. The touch is an electric shock through my body. It
is gone in an instant, but every muscle in my body tenses in that
instant, straining for his touch. After a moment, my breath
returns and my muscles start to relax, and he touches again,
briefly, sending new waves of pleasure through my taut body. Oh
God, how much more of this can I stand? Please, please, keep
going, don't stop, Oh God, don't stop...

He stops. Again I start to relax, and this time I feel his
tongue, pushing its way between my folds. Carefully avoiding my
clit, he licks around the foreskin. He gently sucks my labia
into his mouth, rubbing his tongue along the underside. Then the
other. Then around the clit again. Then a quick flick of his
tongue across the tip. I gasp, realizing that I have been hold-
ing my breath. Again, the same electricity courses through my
body. Another moan.

After some more teasing, Robert licks my clit again, this time
firmly. He draws his tongue in circles around the head, and then
sucks it into his mouth, pressing it between his teeth and
tongue. Yes, yes! Holding my clit between his lips, he flicks
it with increasing tempo with his tongue. Then he sucks again,
and for a timeless moment I am held on the brink, as a washing,
tingling pleasure starts to spread from between my legs up my
back.

He stops. The tingling recedes. No, no, don't stop! He lightly
pinches my thighs, and I realize that this time I've actually
spoken. I continue to plead with him, Robert, Robert, don't hold
me here, touch me, touch me...I can't see his face with my make-
shift blindfold on, but I know he is smiling. That's what he was
waiting for.

With that, he slips a finger inside me, and I start thrusting
eagerly against his hand. His thumb rubs my clit, lightly but
with increasing pressure, as the rate of my thrusting increases.
He slips another finger in, and starts his own thrusting, faster
and faster, pressing against my clit, rubbing it, teasing it. I
feel the tingling sensation start again. Please, Robert, let it
happen...and he keeps thrusting. Suddenly my whole body is awash
with pleasure. I see white light behind my eyelids, and every
muscle in my body convulses. My legs strain against the soft re-
straints but I have no awareness of being tied down. For a
brief, timeless moment I am floating, my entire being centered
around Robert's thrusting hand.

And before I land, before my convulsions subside, Robert is on
me, and in me. He thrusts with such ferocity, such passion, that
he keeps me floating. Unbelievably, the pleasure intensifies.
The entire world consists of me and Robert, pounding, thrusting,
crying out in pleasure, floating. I think I scream, but I'm not
sure. The aching, insistent pleasure lasts forever, and I hear
Robert's own growling gasps as he joins me on my exquisite plane
of pleasure. Yes, Robert, Robert, I love you!

Slowly the pleasure subsides, the convulsions become less intense
and further apart. My body relaxes and I become aware of
Robert's weight lying heavily on top of me, of the ties that
still bind my wrists and ankles. Without getting off me, Robert
slips the blindfold off over my head. As I knew it would be, his
own faced is flushed, his hair in disarray. Still staying in me,
he reaches up and unties the strip of cloth that holds my wrists
together, and I bring them down and wrap my arms tightly around
him.

For a long time we stay that way, my lover's weight against my
body, my arms holding him close. For a long time we lay in our
beautiful new bed, recovering from its first use. Hopefully the
first of many.





POEM SHOWER OF EROTICISM




The water flows eloquently down our naked bodies
raising steam, standing behind her caressing, touching,
slow passions, ecstasy boiling within her loins, moans
echoing

Standing in a pool of water my hands running down her
her hot slick wet body, passionate kisses, thrusting deep
knees weakening against my up liftling thrusts, her juices
running from her creating a new mixture as it casacdes
down her elegant body

My hands explore, caress the contours of her delicious
body, driving her into an ecstatic reaction, wildly emotional,
my throbbing member deep within her soul, cries ,tears of joy
escape from her cleched teeth, animal like sound muffled by the
wall as her body spasms

blood running through her veins like molten lave, nerves tingling
like little electric shocks stimulating her little pearl, trembling orgasms
rock her senses sending burning embers to the depth of her being

with my pulsating manhood erupting withing the depth of her soul
thrusting deep suddenly an explosion of brilliant array of colors
a burst of eroticism, we are fulfilled.

 

[Angelofsex]

It's true.....you can connect emotionally with someone on the net. The connection I had with my lover was almost tangible, we called it our golden thread, it carried our love back and forth for 400km. We had 21 days in real time together, but we had almost a year of chatting and phone calls which kept us close. In the end it wasn't enough, and I'm so sad it's ended for us, we still love each other and if he was free and without baggage we'd be together right now.

Angelofsex.....we've never spoken before but thank you for your thoughts......there goes the power of the net again, complete strangers meeting and sharing and caring....

We aren't strangers anymore......Hugs Bandit....

 

[Angelofsex]

Bear could you tell me a bed time story........after those poems..........never mind I need more then the story now.

 

[biggbear8]

Bear could you tell me a bed time story........after those poems..........never mind I need more then the story now.

i have a sexy voice that well make u hot and then help put u to sleep

 

[Bandit58]

Acceptance

We aren't strangers anymore......Hugs Bandit....

No we're not are we I think after 4 days I've come out the other side and I've only had tears twice today, and even felt hungry for the first time since it happened. Thanks to the wonderful friends I have both online and r/l, who allowed me to rant and cry and just let it all out. I'm still sad, but I think I've realised that it really is for the best, and I wish him nothing but the best and hope that he sets his demons to rest and can be happy one day, even if it's not with me.

Loved the story biggbear8

 

[biggbear8]

Re: Acceptance

No we're not are we I think after 4 days I've come out the other side and I've only had tears twice today, and even felt hungry for the first time since it happened. Thanks to the wonderful friends I have both online and r/l, who allowed me to rant and cry and just let it all out. I'm still sad, but I think I've realised that it really is for the best, and I wish him nothing but the best and hope that he sets his demons to rest and can be happy one day, even if it's not with me.

Loved the story biggbear8

thx you bandit , it was a new adventure for me

 

[Angelofsex]

Re: Acceptance

No we're not are we I think after 4 days I've come out the other side and I've only had tears twice today, and even felt hungry for the first time since it happened. Thanks to the wonderful friends I have both online and r/l, who allowed me to rant and cry and just let it all out. I'm still sad, but I think I've realised that it really is for the best, and I wish him nothing but the best and hope that he sets his demons to rest and can be happy one day, even if it's not with me.

Loved the story biggbear8

The best days are yet to come.......we will make you smile.

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