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The Flames of Passion
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THE FLAMES OF PASSION
By Standby
I was sitting at my terminal with Julie. Julie's my cohort
in crime, often putting in long hours with me on those terminally
late projects. She's a real looker, too, IMHO -- slim, long
brown hair, dark eyes, very pretty, and a body that is to die
for.
We were working late one night on a paper that absitively,
posilutely had to be done by the next day. By 9PM, everyone else
had gone home. By 10, we were feeling silly. But by 11, it was
going well, so we felt little guilt in opening up a window and
scanning though the net, seeing what was new and news. We scanned
the usual comp.* groups and moved onto the alt.sex hierarchy. As
usual when we were doing this, Julie was horny as hell, and would
do her best to distract me. In this case, she started out by
nibbling on my ear and running her hands up and down the inside
of my thigh.
"Shit, willya look at that!"
"What's the problem, Standby?" Her hand was perilously close
to the rising bulge in my jeans.
"Some twits are bitching about a message I put onto the
net!"
"Oh?" she breathed into my ear as her hand started working
the zipper. "What did you post?"
"I was just complaining about the signal-to-noise ration of
alt.sex.stories and how most of the posted stories are about
mutilation and rape and kiddy-porn."
Julie pulled my cock out of my pants. Her hot little hand
started rubbing it gently as she unbottoned her blouse with the
other. She batter her big brown eyes at me and said, "But don't
those stories belong here?"
"Of course they do," I replied, helping her out of her bra.
"I never said that they didn't. But these pinheads assumed that
because I wanted to see more good old-fashioned fucking and
sucking here, I didn't want them to be able to post their hack-
and-slash rapefests."
Julie bent down and started licking my dick. In between
licks she asked, in her sexiest voice, "You mean <slurp> just
because you aren't <slurp> turn on by autopsies <slurp> they
think you're being censorious?"
"Worse than that," I replied as Julie began to deep- throat
my dick. "They assume I don't know how to skip an article when I
don't want to waste my time reading it. And I get twits telling
me that I should take my self-rightousness elsewhere!"
Julies hand crept down to her pussy. She started to gently
massage herself as my cock disappeared into her mouth. She
grunted something at me.
"No," I replied, "It's not really that bad. Then again,
there was some brain-dead fool who complains because I posted via
an anonymous server!"
Julie stopped sucking my cock looked at me. "But, we don't
have any other way to post net.news here. Besides, we'd take too
much shit for posting to this if the suits got pissed." She gave
a quick suck and went on. "Are you telling me that they're all
twits?" She went back to her mouth action.
"Oh, no, hardly. This is a raging discussion that crops up
from time to time. I even got one intelligent comment from
someone, suggesting that comments should perhaps go to
alt.sex.stories.d."
Julie started to run her tongue directly over the head of my
dick. I started pumping my cock forward, fucking her mouth
faster and faster, until a spurt of cum shout out. Julie lapped
it down eagerly. As she was licking my dripping cock clean, I
said, "The biggest idiots were probably the ones telling me to
grow up because that stuff belong on a.s.s, as if I couldn't tell
that."
"Oh, for shit's sake, that's silly." Julie got up on the
desk in front of me and spread her legs. She fingered her cunt
for a moment, and then pulled my head towards her snatch. I
immediately started licking her twat, letting her tangy juices
drip onto my tongue. I started working a finger up into her
pussy. "Don't they ban children from a.s.s.?"
I shook my head, to busy enjoying the taste of her cunt to
speak.
"You'd think that people on the net would be intelligent
enough to not bother with that crap," she went on, beginning to
pump her hips into my face. I responded by fucking her with my
tongue. "You didn't tell them not to post whatever they want,
you didn't even call them sick or disgusting, and you get email
and posts from them about this."
Julie suddenly stopped and grapped my head. With a moan,
she began to shake, until a massive orgasm shook her entire body.
She smiled and moved a strand of hair off her face. "So what
will you do?"
"Oh, I'll probably ignore them from now on...it's not like
they're worth my time to get pissed or anything. They're mostly
at about the 6 year old level, I'm sure. I mean, how can you
take seriously someone who sends all-caps email saying 'UR AN
ASSHOLE AND U HAVE NO SEX LIFE!"
"Not seriously at all, eh?" She started stroking my cock
with a handful of vaseline. It responded by standing up straight
and stiff in her hand. She handed me the tube and turned,
bending over the desk. I began rubbing ample amounts of the
white petroleum jelly in and around her puckered anus. I placed
the head of my stiff cock at her asshole and slowly pushed
forward.
"Right, not at all. Especially the ones who post bandwidth
wasting messages about how I'm wasting bandwidth with a 3-line
comment."
"So you're posting this particular comment as a story?"
Julie sighed as my cock slid in and out of her tight asshole and
reached down to finger her pussy.
"Exactly," I panted, beginning to thrust harder, "This is a
_story_, it has _sex_, and it says what I want it to say."
"Unghhhh...but aren't you worried about more insulting email
from this essentially juvenile approach?"
"Do you really think this is juvenile?" I was fast
approaching another orgasm, and I started pushing my cock deeply
into Julie's asshole and holding it there, wanting to flood her
bowels with my sperm. "What does that say about the people who
will undoubtedly post public messages condemning me and sending
poorly written and insulting flames to my via the server?"
"Shit! Harder!" Julie screamed and came. Her entire body
went ballististic with orgasm, with major shaking going on in her
twat and asshole. "I think it says that they probably have no
sense of humor and very little self image if they can be really
pissed by a suggestion that there should be more sex in the
group."
The contractions in Julie's asshole brought on my own
orgasm. I thrust deeply into her ass and began to shoot spurt
after spurt of hot cum into her. "Not only that," I said, "But I
think it goes to the core of whether this should be
alt.SEX.stories or alt.sex.STORIES or alt.SEX.STORIES." I pulled
my depleted prick from Julie's dilated asshole and kissed her.
"I know which one YOU want," she grinned. "And besides,
flames and insults, especially the poorly written ones, just get
routed to /dev/null and ignored."
"Damn straight," I said.
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