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FANTASY BECUMS REALITY

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FANTASY BECUMS REALITY by Robert Steele (robertsteele69@hotmail.com)Many of you have read the numerous fictional accounts I have posted on this page and Ihave even received responses from a few of you. What you are about to read now is not fiction,though it closely approaches some of my favorite fantasies. I guess the old adage is true; thattruth is sometimes even stranger/better than fiction. As always, should you like to tell me whatyou think of it my e-mail address is: robertsteele69@hotmail.com. _______________________________________________________________ It started out as a day not unlike any other. My work load was small and I had only acouple of service calls scheduled. I was at my desk, preparing to journey forth when the phonerang. A sultry voice on the other end of the line identified herself as Lisa Baker and asked if wemade house calls for computer repair or did she have to bring the unit into the shop. I told her wemade house calls and if the machine had to come in the shop there would be no charge for pick-upand delivery. I told her I could probably be there around 1:00 p.m. She said anytime was fine asshe was home all day and had no plans to go out until late that afternoon. So we scheduled theservice call. My first call of the day took a lot less time than I anticipated, so I headed to Lisa's housethinking I could get this one out of the way and perhaps have a short day. Little did I know itwould be a rather long day, but one I shall never forget. When I arrived at her door I was greeted by middle-aged woman dressed in a house coat. "Hi, I'm Robert from _____Computers. I know I am a bit early and if it is not a goodtime I can come back at one," I said through the screen of the door. "No, no. Come on in," she said as she opened the door for me. As she escorted me to the back of the house I casually perused her form. She was about5'8" tall with shoulder length red hair. Although the robe hung loosely about her, disguising hershape from my prying eyes, I guessed she weighed about 150 pounds. As we passed through herbedroom door she stopped and pointed to the computer which sat on a desk against the near wall. "I don't know what's wrong with it. I turned it on this morning and all I got was thismessage about CMOS something or other and something about run setup again," she said asgreen eyes locked with mine. I looked at the computer, noting it was a three-year old Packard Bell model. In the humidenvironment of South Florida, it is not uncommon for soldered-in CMOS batteries to dieprematurely. I always carried a couple in my brief case so I figured this one was gonna be easy. I looked back at Lisa and smiled. "No problem, I can probably have it fixed in shortorder, Lisa." "Oh, I hope so. See, I spend a large portion of my day seated in front of it. It has almostbecome my life," she laughed. Then, as she looked closer at me I saw her furrow her brow as if in concentration. "Have we met before?" She inquired. "I don't think so. I meet a lot of people in my day to day work, but I know I have neverbeen in this neighborhood before." "Oh, well you just look familiar and I don't usually forget a face." "Perhaps I look like a movie star or something," I laughed. "You know, Quasimodo orsomething?" She laughed hard at that. "No, Robert, Quasimodo you ain't." As I set my brief case down and moved to disconnect the various cables from the CPU shewalked to the door. "I was just gonna step in the shower when you arrived. If you don't mind I think I will goahead and bathe while you work on the computer." "Sure, go ahead. I'll be fine here." In less than two minutes I had the cover off the case. Just as I suspected, the CMOSbattery was all oxidized on each end. With a pair of side-cutters I clipped it out of circuit andplaced an external battery in the case. Within moments I had the computer reassembled andpowered on. After running the setup utility I leaned back and took in my surroundings as thecomputer booted up. Directly behind me was a queen sized bed with floral print sheets tucked neatly in thecorners. Strewn about the bed were an assortment of pillows and a couple of stuffed toy animals. Directly to my left was a 21" TV on a small stand with a VCR on top. On the wall to my left wasa large bookcase filled largely with paperback novels - romances for the most part. On thebottom shelf was a row of video tapes. As I waited for Win95 to finish its laborious boot upprocess, I got out of the chair and walked over to the bookcase. Squatting down I scanned thelabels on the video tape boxes and chuckled to myself as I noticed the majority of them wereporno flicks. A beeping from the computer returned my attention to the task at hand. The operatingsystem was asking for Scandisk to be run so I hit the enter key as I sat back down in the largeoffice chair at the desk. I could hear the shower running in the background as I waited for the utility to finishrunning. Finally the Windows desktop appeared and I began to check the configuration settings. In the process of checking out the operating system I accidently clicked on the documents folderin the start menu. As I was fixing to close it I noticed that the 10 or so documents listed were alljpeg files. Curious to see what Lisa had been looking at (we computer techs do discover a lot ofthings about peoples on-line habits) I started Quicktime for Windows and then began openingeach of the jpeg's. "Woah Ho!" I mumbled to myself as each one popped up on the screen. The pics were ofnude men, most of them were crotch shots of guys stroking their cocks. Now I spend a LOT oftime on cu-seeme adult reflectors and I recognized some of the names that are posted in the topleft hand corner of the pics. Apparently Lisa had been cruising some of the adult reflectors andhad used a screen capture utility to capture a few of the vids. I got down to one pic labeld "Snag 09". When I opened it I almost fell on the floor. Itwas a picture of me! That's right, Lisa had been on a reflector the same time that I had been onand it must have been a good night for me cause there I was - leaned back in my chair, my cock inmy hand, my gaze fixed upon the monitor before me. Now I know I have never seen this woman on cu before and I looked about and noticedthere were no cameras visible on or around the computer desk. I momentarily opened cu-seemeon her computer and discovered her nick was "SuziQ". Apparently she was one of the lurkersthat most of us don't see (after all it IS CU-SEE ME) .......LOL Well, at this point my cock was growing in my trousers. In my mind I was visualizing Lisaseated in this chair, hands busy between her legs as she watched the exhibitionistic antics of hornymen on her computer. My hand slipped under the waist of my trousers and grasped my cock as Isat there musing over the smallness of the world and how coincidence can play a large part inpeople's lives. I must have been quite distracted for I didn't hear the shower quit and didn't know Lisawas returning until I heard her gasp as she reached the door to the bedroom. I snatched my handout of my trousers as I turned to regard Lisa, my face burning in shame. "Oh my God!" She cried out as she looked at the computer monitor and the pics of nudemen on the screen. Her hand flew up to her mouth and I saw a flush creep up from her neck toleave her face livid as she blushed. We both seemed to be frozen in place. Me gaping up at her like a kid caught with hishand int he cookie jar and she with a look of mortification upon her face. She began to physicallyshake as she edged closer to the computer. "I, uh, I'm sorry," I mumbled. Slowly her gaze moved from the computer to lock on me. As she removed her hand fromher full lips, she took a deep breath and sighed. "Well, I guess you know my secret, huh?" She said as a slow smile came to her lips. Sensing I was out of hot water, I hesitated and thought hard and fast before I replied. "Yeah, you seem to have the same secret as a whole lot of people, Lisa, including me." "Oh really??" "Yeah, I have fixed a lot of computers in my time and I can assure you, the vast majorityof them have sex pics and stories stored on the hard drives." "Ha ha ha. Is that the truth?" "Oh yeah. You would be surprised at some of the things I have seen." "You like Internet Porn, Robert?" She asked as she stepped closer to me. "Uh huh. I especially like Cu-seeme, Lisa. I am on it almost every night." As she looked down at my smiling face, I saw her eyes grow wide. Her glance darted tothe screen then back at me. "Is that you?" She asked as she pointed to one of the pics on the screen. "Yep, in all my glory," I replied with a snicker. "Oh my!" She gasped as she leaned over and enlarged my picture on the computer. As she leaned over her robe parted slightly at the neck and I was afforded a view of asmall, perky breast capped with a lovely pink nipple surrounded by a small aureola. Emboldened by her obvious acceptance of the situation, I decided to see just how far thiswould go. "Did you like watching me, Lisa?" "Ummmmm, yes - very much so," she said with a smile as she turned her head to regardmy questioning gaze. I know she could see where I had been gazing and yet she did nothing toclose off my view. "Were you playing too while you watched me?" I asked hesitantly. "But of course, silly. Do you think I could sit here and watch such a hot man get himselfoff without becoming aroused?" She laughed as she straightened back up. "It just pissed me off that your vid kept freezingand I didn't see you cum." "Yeah, that is the only thing I hate about cu-seeme. The vids will freeze sometimes andthen when it does get around to refreshing the show is over," I responded. "I hope you don't mind me capturing your vid, Robert. I know it is a no-no, but I don'tdo anything else with them but keep them here for my own enjoyment." "Not at all, Lisa. Matter of fact it turns me on to think you like my pic so much that youwould save it for other masturbation sessions." The red once again rose to her prominent cheekbones as she clutched her robe to herbosom. Silence fell between us. Slowly her gaze moved from my eyes and traveled over my form. I could almost feel the intensity of her perusal and my cock seemed to swell even more as hergaze fell to my lap. I heard her breathing catch as she beheld the shape of my cock, sharplydefined at the crotch of my denim slacks. Her hand rose to her throat and slid down her neck asher gaze remained fixed on my obvious arousal. "You, uh, seem to be in some distress there, Robert." "Well, thinking of you watching me and playing with yourself has me pretty damn hot,Lisa," I said as I pondered how to phrase what I wanted to say next. I decided that directness might be in order so I took a deep breath and plunged forward. "Would you like to see what you missed the other night?" I asked softly. "Huh?" She asked as she looked back into my eyes. "Would you like to see me cum, Lisa?" "Ohhhh yessss...." She hissed as her hand moved further down her neck and her fingersmoved under the fold of her robe. I rose out of the chair and stood before her. As my hands moved to the buttons of myshirt I gazed into her eyes and spoke. "You want me to take off all my clothes for you? You want to watch me caress my bodyand stroke my rigid cock while I cup my balls and tickle my scrotum with the other hand?" "Yes, I want to watch you make love to yourself, Robert," Lisa sighed softly as her gazedfixed upon my hands. As I unbuttoned my shirt I watched as Lisa's right hand reached inside her bath robe tocup her left breast. Even through the thin fabric of the material I could tell she was rolling hernipple between her thumb and forefinger. "Sooo hot!" She muttered as I shrugged off my shirt and tossed it on the back of thechair. As my hands descended to unfasten my belt and trousers, hers moved to untie the robe atthe waist. The garment hung loosely at her side and I could just make out the shadow of herpubes in the small gap afforded by her actions. As I stepped out of my trousers she moved toward me. I hooked my thumb in my shortswhile she ran her hand across my chest, combing my abundant fur with her fingertips. "I love your chest - thick and masculine - not like those hairless boys on the beach," shepurred. I reached out with both hands and caressed the sides of her face with my fingertips beforeallowing them to trail softly and gently down her neck and across her torso. She grasped edges ofher robe and pulled it slowly across her shoulders and allowed it to fall as a puddle on the floor ather feet. She grasped my hands in hers and guided them to my swollen member. Then she placedher hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me back into the chair. As I started to fondlemyself she moved to the foot of the bed and sat on the edge. Her left hand moved to her leftbreast and squeezed it as her right hand descended to the juncture of her parted legs. Lisa licked her lips and gazed into my eyes as her middle finger slid between the wet foldsof her swollen sex. I raised my left hand to my lips and licked my palm, depositing moisture on itand the insides of my fingers. Cupping my scrotum with my right hand, I grasped my cock in myleft and began to stroke it slowly. "Oh yess, Jack that fat cock for me, Robert. Squeeze it, stroke it, make love to yourbeautiful cock," she said as she plunged first one then two fingers within herself. The head of my cock was swollen purple. Rigid in such a manner as I have seldom felt, itseemed to throb with the intensity of my arousal. A few drops of pre-cum oozed from the orificeand I took my thumb and spread the slick fluid over the head and around the glans. "Oh, I love to see that - the pre-cum leaking out. You like watching me fuck myself,Robert?" Lisa asked as she brought her other hand down to run tiny little circles around her erectclit. She was wet. I could hear the fluids squishing about as she plunged her fingers in and outof her love tunnel. Once in a while she would plunge them in to the third knuckle and hook herfingers forward. The muscles of her tummy would ripple and she would utter a little cry beforepulling them back out and smear the liquid of her desire around heated pussy. My own arousal was severely intense. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold off forvery long. I could feel my seed boiling beneath my touch. My balls grew tight and the skin of mynut sack even tighter. "Lisa, I am soooo HOTT! I am gonna cum real soon!" I exclaimed as I stood up andmoved between her legs. "Oh, yess. Me too!" Lisa said as she laid back on the bed. Her feet moved to rub againstmy calves, caressing my legs between little spasmodic jerks. She closed her eyes and plungedthree fingers into her hot crevice. Her left hand began to rub frantically at her clit while the paceof the thrusting fingers quickened to become a blur to my vision. Her breasts rose and fell rapidlywith the increased activity - her breath coming in gasps. "Almost there! Tell me....... tell me when you are gonna cum, Robert!" She croaked outbetween moans. My own breathing became labored. I too was moaning and grunting with the intensity ofthe sensations that coursed through my being. Then I felt it begin; a tingling in my toes thatcoursed slowly up my legs. My ass muscles clamped in spasm as the sensation rose to my groin. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, gonna CUM!" I exclaimed as I arched my back and stroked furiously. Lisa raised her head and opened her eyes. "CUMMMM! Cum for meeee!" She criedout. As I squeezed the base of my cock, the first jet erupted and landed between her breasts. That was enough to push her over the edge. "Ohhhhhhh Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!......Cum on me!" She cried out inecstacy. My body seemed to be manufacturing cum as each jet left the hot confines of mymanhood. Squirt after squirt leapt into the air and tumbled slowly to land upon the writhing formbefore me. With mouth agape and eyes fixed upon my jerking cock, Lisa shook with the intensity ofher own orgasm. Her stomach muscles rippled in waves that seemed to rise beneath her heavingbreasts and cascade down her abdomen. Then suddenly her legs clamped together and her headlolled from side-to-side as a low groan escaped from her lips. Her eyes clamped shut as her faceseemed to take on a grimace. Lisa's body quivered as she rolled onto her side and brought herknees up and lay in a fetal position; her hands still nestled between her legs. Panting for breath, I fell to my knees while reaching out with my right hand to support myself on the edge of the bed. Slowly we regained our composure. I was the first to recover and when I did I reachedout to gently caress the side of her thigh. When I looked down I noticed that she had been so wetthat her fluids had run down and completely coated the cheeks of her ass and backs of her legs. She rolled onto her back and stretched languidly as she opened her eyes and smiled up atme. "That was INCREDIBLE!" She exclaimed. "You were wonderful - truly beautiful to behold," I replied with a grin. "You were beautiful, too....so sensuous and erotic," she said softly. "I can't remember thelast time I came that hard." "Me neither," I affirmed. Slowly she rose from the bed and took my hand into hers. "Time to take another shower," she said as she led me down the hallway. I ended up rescheduling my last service call for I ended up staying with her the rest of theafternoon. We never did make love but we did watch a couple of movies and masturbatedtogether side by side in her bed. We played with toys and even tried a little oral sex but she didn'twant to have intercourse. Oh well, didn't matter to me - I enjoy masturbation just as much as Ido making love. I look forward to seeing her again some day. _______________________________________________________________ Footnote: She has since called me on my cellular phone and asked if I would be willing to puton a show for her and her girlfriend. I told her yes but we have not been able to set up a time thatwould work for all of us. If and when it ever happens I'll tell ya about it then. If you want to see a picture of me similar to the one she had captured, go tohttp://www.se.mediaone.net/~msmith1/lisa.html