How not to have cybersex..

Wellhung and Sweetheart meet in a chat room, exchange pleasantries and go private..


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high
heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements
are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on
a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also
wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from
dinner...it smells 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 dresser and night table.I'm looking up into
your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and
begins to fondle 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 sliding it off slowly.

Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk
slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
rubbing.

Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips 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 breath harder and harder.

Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck.
Do you have any scissors?

Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back
undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The 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 my breasts with the remains of
my blouse.

Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with
a plop.

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! Yeeee!

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 nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

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: Can I help?

Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling
through the cabinets, 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 on the bed arching for you.

Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now 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's the bedroom?

Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

Wellhung: I found it.

Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so
badly.

Wellhung: Me too.

Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked
bodies pressing each other.

Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?

Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the
glasses on the night table.

Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room
and toward the bathroom.

Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for
the toilet. I lift the lid.

Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper.
Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my
way.

Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.

Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in
your...you know...woman's thing.

Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss
your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand
it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

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 weiner all
floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my
underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
picture frames and your candles.

Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of
our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
at it, a shocked look on my face.

Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

Sweetheart: <logged off>

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How not to have cybersex..

Wellhung and Sweetheart meet in a chat room, exchange pleasantries and go private..


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?

Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high
heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements
are 36-24-36. What do you look like?

Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on
a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also
wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from
dinner...it smells 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 dresser and night table.I'm looking up into
your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and
begins to fondle 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 sliding it off slowly.

Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk
slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and
rubbing.

Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips 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 breath harder and harder.

Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck.
Do you have any scissors?

Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back
undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The 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 my breasts with the remains of
my blouse.

Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with
a plop.

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! Yeeee!

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 nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.

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: Can I help?

Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling
through the cabinets, 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 on the bed arching for you.

Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now 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's the bedroom?

Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

Wellhung: I found it.

Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so
badly.

Wellhung: Me too.

Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked
bodies pressing each other.

Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.

Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses?

Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the
glasses on the night table.

Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room
and toward the bathroom.

Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.

Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for
the toilet. I lift the lid.

Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
but I can't find it. Uh-oh!

Sweetheart: What's the matter now?

Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper.
Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my
way.

Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.

Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in
your...you know...woman's thing.

Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss
your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.

Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand
it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!

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 weiner all
floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my
underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.

Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,
picture frames and your candles.

Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of
our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing
at it, a shocked look on my face.

Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

Sweetheart: <logged off>

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RockClmbr2002: rachael, do u have bragg?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: who is this
RockClmbr2002: trevor
RockClmbr2002: do you have bragg?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: no i don't hon
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok, nm then
RockClmbr2002: thnx neways
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: your welcome sexy
RockClmbr2002: what?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you know i never told you before but i think you're sexy
RockClmbr2002: ok, like, are you Rachael? or is someone else there cuz this is a little scary
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: its me honey
RockClmbr2002: ok, well, what have you beeen doing lately?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: not a whole lot what about you?
RockClmbr2002: um, well, i hjave been thinking about you
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: oh really?
RockClmbr2002: yes really, alot of time
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: and what thoughts have you been having about me?
RockClmbr2002: well, it was.. nothing really
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you were doing alot of thinking about me but it was nothing really?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: hey you don't have to be shy with me
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok, well, i don't know how to put what i felt in words
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well why don't you try
RockClmbr2002: well, ok, but what do u want me to say?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: its not about what i want you to say or what i want to hear sweetie
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: its about your feelings
RockClmbr2002: oh, wel, i don't know what to say, rent u an geof?
RockClmbr2002: nm
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: no but i think you have feelings for me
RockClmbr2002: what kind of feelings?
RockClmbr2002: and would that be god or bad?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you know romantic feelings i've seen the way you look at me
RockClmbr2002: well, do u like those feelings that u see
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i have the same feelings for you
RockClmbr2002: oh
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yes when i see you i get a tingly feeling all over
RockClmbr2002: well, um, i have soathing to say to
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yes?
RockClmbr2002: well, i should apologize if i led u the wrong way, um, yeah
RockClmbr2002: the thing I wanted to say was, "Alex"
RockClmbr2002: sorry
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: what about alex?
RockClmbr2002: well, she is the love of my life
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i know that sweetie thats why i haven't made a move on you before
RockClmbr2002: well, what happened w/ Goef?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: he's a nice guy
RockClmbr2002: well, don't u think, nm
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: but he's lacking in some areas
RockClmbr2002: like what?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well its kinda hard to explain
RockClmbr2002: oh, well, what do u see in me?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well Geof is nice but he's a minute man
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: and i do like him but its not satisfying
RockClmbr2002: oh, and i am?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: when it comes to that thing i'd much rather be with you
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok, what about like fletcher, or trent, or even lucas?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well i do have fantasies
RockClmbr2002: omg, relly?
RockClmbr2002: omg
RockClmbr2002: woww
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well you do too!
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i got news for you mister we females like it too and have our own fantasies
RockClmbr2002: like what?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: well i know you guys
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you have all sorts of naughty thoughts
RockClmbr2002: go on
RockClmbr2002: please do
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i'll bet you've fantisied about haveing more than one girl in the sack haven't y you?
RockClmbr2002: um, well
RockClmbr2002: uh, do u eally want me talking bout this
RockClmbr2002: do u enjoy ur little fantasies
RockClmbr2002: and what happens in these fantasies, rachael?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: come on its a common fantasy amoung men
RockClmbr2002: well, all guys are different, u dont't know bout me
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i do enjoy them
RockClmbr2002: what happens in them
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: true but tell me you haven't once thought of me and Alex and you together
RockClmbr2002: well, i dont really want to b sharing that rigth now
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i know you are uncomfortable
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: she is yourlove and thoughts of sex with someone other than her might make you feel bad
RockClmbr2002: if i said yes to u, would u want to make love with me
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yes i would
RockClmbr2002: what if it was 2morrow
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yes tomorrow what time? my place or yours?
RockClmbr2002: and what do u think?
RockClmbr2002: would be best
RockClmbr2002: place and time
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: its up to you
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: is there anything special you want me to wear
RockClmbr2002: well, i don know, r ur parents home
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: crap i think moms gonna be home tomorrow
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok, does nebody else know about it, ne friends, ppl, etc.
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: GOD NO!
RockClmbr2002: would u ever tell?
RockClmbr2002: ne one?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: NO! i know you love alex alot it would kill her if she found out
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: and Geof. i like him too i'd hate to hurt his feelings
RockClmbr2002: oh, ok, r u serious about doing it?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yes can we do it your bedroom?
RockClmbr2002: impossible, my parents, and my mom is always home
RockClmbr2002: plus how ould u ge here
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: ok lets meet some where
RockClmbr2002: like where
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: how abotu at Alex's house?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: she's right here with me.
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: want me to ask her if it's ok for us to have sex at her house?
RockClmbr2002: bull **** she is not there
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: Trevor. This is Alex.
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I can't believe you are trying to have sex with Rachel
RockClmbr2002: what is this
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I came over here to talk to Rachel and you wrote to her
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: what the hell do you think you're doing, Trevor?
RockClmbr2002: i am not doing anything shes the one who started it
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: Oh, please. I've been watching the entire time, Trevor.
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: it was funny at first but then you started trying to have SEX with her???
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: Trevor, you told me that you loved me!
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: NOW YOU WANT TO **** RACHAEL?
RockClmbr2002: I DIOD NOT DO ANYTHING ALEX
RockClmbr2002: ALL i did was ask her if she had bragg and then i was going
RockClmbr2002: she started and I was just joking anyway
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I don't believe you and I don't ever want to see you again, Trevor.
RockClmbr2002: ALEX
RockClmbr2002: LISTEN TO ME
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: NO. goodbye, Trevor
RockClmbr2002: ALEX
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i hate you and i hope you DIE!!
RockClmbr2002: ALEX
RockClmbr2002: rachel tell her the truth that you were just joking with me
RockClmbr2002: rachel
RockClmbr2002: answer me please
RockClmbr2002: this isn't funny it was just a joke so why wont you answer
RockClmbr2002: alex
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: sorry trevor
RockClmbr2002: this isnt funny
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i thought it would be funny but then you got all serious
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: this is rachale again
RockClmbr2002: I DID NOT
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: alex left
RockClmbr2002: YOUR tHE one who started this
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: im really sorry
RockClmbr2002: where did she go?
RockClmbr2002: this is not even funny rachael
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: please trevor im really sorry
RockClmbr2002: you just messed up my whole life
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: im so sorry
RockClmbr2002: is she gone or is she still there
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: she ran out
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i think shes downstairs calling her mom
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: are you ok?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: trevor
RockClmbr2002: im here
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: im so sorry
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: but i really do think about you like that all the time
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i know this is all crazy now but do you still?
RockClmbr2002: are you serious?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: yeah
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: alex left and i dont know
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you said you were thinking about me
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: is that true?
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i really do think your sexy and
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: i dont know
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: nevermind
RockClmbr2002: this is crazy
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: im sorry about alex
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: are you mad at me?
RockClmbr2002: no
RockClmbr2002: im not mad
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: so do you still want to meet?
RockClmbr2002: yeah i do but this is all messed up now
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you do
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: do you still want to have sex?
RockClmbr2002: yeah but
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: you do?
RockClmbr2002: yes i do
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: TREVOR! THIS IS ALEX STILL.
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I CAN NOT BELIEVE YOU
RockClmbr2002: this is just crazy
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I HOPE YOU ****ING DIE TREVOR YOU LIAR!!!!
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I WILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN!!
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I HOPE YOU DIE AND GO TO ****ING HELL TREVOR!
RockClmbr2002: i cant take this
ra3ch3lth3gr3at: I HOPE YOU DIE AND GO TO HELL!!
RockClmbr2002: <<user has logged out>>

yeah the sad part is the example 1 sounds like some real life experiences