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Archive-name: geek1.txt 
Authors name: (Basehead)
Story Title : "Geek Sex I"

	A N O T H E R   K A T H Y   S T O R Y
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FINAL WARNING: This story is meant for consenting adults
only. If you are not one, delete this file now please.
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	I stumbled out of bed and glanced at my buzzing
alarm clock. 8:00! No time for a shower. Ah well. I'd
get around to taking one soon. I walked over to my com-
puter table and sat down in front of my 386. Half a
screen of last night's netsex session with "wet_girl"
was visible -- my member perked up a bit at the memory
of it -- and I was pleased to note that the download I
had started before falling into bed had been successful.
Five more megs of nubile Asian lesbian hermaphrodites.
yum yum yum. 

	After pulling on a pair of jeans and my Ho-Ho
Con/cDc T-shirt I walked downstairs, ate some cereal,
and caught the school bus just in time. I sat in the
back to insure that I'd get a view of Kathy Darey. She
boarded the bus two stops later. Long black hair, perky
tits, green Doc Martens, and a Sex Pistols T-shirt. Yum
yum yum -- she could fire my sex pistol any old day.
She sat down next to a friend and began to chatter away.
My cock got hard, and I nonchalantly moved my book-bag
on to my lap. 

	I slept through my first three classes and head-
ed for the computer lab during lunch. I walked in and my
heart stopped. Seated in front one of the battered old
PCs was Kathy, her cute little mouth, the mouth that I'd
so often imagined wrapped around my dick, wrinkled into
a frown. We were alone in the lab. Here was a chance to
talk to the sex toy of my dreams. I cleared my throat. 

	"Ummm, hi there, Kathy." 

	She looked up. "Oh...hi...uuuhhh..." 

	"Pete. Ummm, we're in the same homeroom." 
	
	"Oh, that's right." She still looked perplexed. 

	"We've, ummm, been going to the same schools
since first grade." 

	"Oh...OK. Sure." 

	"Ummm...yeah. So...are you, uhhh, having pro-
blems or something?" 

	"Sort of. I'm trying to print my term paper, and
it's just not working." 

	"Maybe I can help. I'm uhhh...kinda handy with
computers." 

	"Oh really? I never would have guessed." 

	She stood up, and I sauntered over to her and
took a seat. She stood in back of me. I began to diddle
with some of WordPerfect's settings, then winced when I
miss-typed a few commands. 

	"Whoops. Not quite used to this. I'm a bit of a
(ahem) UNIX hacker, myself." I wanted to look good for
my fantasy girl. 

	"Oh, really?" She sounded mildly interested. "Do
you ever use IRC?" 

	"Yeah, all the time." 
	
	"Really?" She moved closer to me. I could feel
her breath on the top of my head. I wish I had combed my
hair this morning. 

	"Errr, yeah. What's your nick?" 

	"It's, ummm, 'wet_girl'." 

	I gulped. "Oh really?" 

	"Uh huh. Kind of silly, I guess. What's yours?"
 
	"Oh, I'm uhhh...'big_p'." 

	She gasped. "You're "big_p"!!?!" She moved even
closer and placed her hands on my chest.   "So last
night...?" 

	"Uh-huh." My voice cracked. "I mean, ummm, uh-
huh." 

	She made a soft sighing sound and rubbed her
hands over my chest. Mr. Happy sprang to attention. She
pulled my shirt up and rubbed her hands over my bare
skin. I moaned. 

	"God, I want you," she whispered into my ear. 

	I stood up, knocking my chair over, and took her
into my arms. We kissed and I jammed my tongue into her
mouth as far as it would go. She moaned and began to dry
fuck me, rubbing her crotch against mine. We hastily
started to undress each other. She was down to her bra
when she stopped and stepped away.
 
	"Wait...wait..." she gasped. "Here? Is it safe?" 

	"Sure, no one ever comes in here now except for
me." A patent lie. 

	"OK. Ummm, I'm on birth control, and I just
tested clean for any STDs." 

	"Oh." My fantasies about popping Kathy's virgin
cherry faded away. "Well, I'm a vir -- I mean, I just
tested clean too." 

	"Great." She pulled her bra off, exposing her
pert little melons. The nipples were even hard! It was
just like a XXX .GIF! 

	We embraced again, me slobbering on her knockers
her nibbling on my neck.  We slowly made our way to the
dirty, hard floor and pulled our pants off. I yanked my
underwear off (hoping she didn't notice the dried cum
stains) and gaped as she slid her moist, black panties
over her ankles. 

	Kathy laid on her back. "Fuck me...now." 

	I got on my knees and stared into a jungle of
tangled black hair and red folds of skin. "Uhhh...OK."
I continued to stare. She sighed and grabbed my cock
with both hands. "Ow!" I cried. She ignored me and con-
tinued to yank on my meat puppet. I gradually got the
idea and allowed her to guide me into her gaping tunnel
of love. 

	"Ohhh..." we both sighed simultaneously. I laid
on top of her, relishing the feel of her warm flesh. We
stared into each others' eyes.  Years passed in moments. 

	I finally broke the silence. "So, uhhh, now 
what?" 

	"MOVE, you idiot!" 

	"Ahhh." 

	I started to move my cock in and out of her, as
fast as possible. I figured she would like it that way.
In a matter of minutes I came. It felt like a minor
h-bomb. "Oh God," I gasped, "that was so good." 

	She sighed and shoved me off of her. "Moron.
Can't you do anything right?" She looked around, fran-
tically, until her gaze rested on a 5 1/4 floppy disk
on the table. She snatched it, folded it a bit, and
shoved it into her crotch. 

	"Uhhh...uhhh...uhhh..." 

	"Hey, ummm...you're not supposed to bend, fold,
or mutilate that." 

	"Go...away!" 

	"Ummm...OK. I think it was blank, anyway." 

	"Beat it!" 

	"Uhhh...sure. So, will you be on IRC tonight?"
She ignored me and continued to work the disk in and out
of her sopping pussy. I dressed and quickly left. For as
long as I lived, I would never forget my  2 1/2 minutes
of pure carnal pleasure with Kathy. 




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September 1994       -(@ @)-
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