Now and Forever--Let's Make Love

by Joan Elizabeth Lloyd

  Wow. There were supposedly more than twenty people in that room but only four or five were chatting. (Please note that none of the conversations here are real, nor are the screen names. And I’ve simplified things to only one conversation at a time.)

  ANDY: Truth or dare?

  JENNY: Truth

  ANDY: Tell me about the most unusual place you ever made love

  • • •

  Jenny proceeded to tell Andy about making love in a cemetery—in lurid detail. I was fascinated and titillated. Suddenly, someone typed

  DON: Hey Joan, age/sex, please

  I decided that I could take a few liberties with the truth.

  JOAN: I’m female and 35. You?

  I haven’t been thirty-five in almost twenty years, but in cyberspace, you can be whoever and whatever you like. It’s all really harmless.

  DON: 24/male. T/d?

  Maybe he was and maybe not; I didn’t really care. But I realized that he was asking me whether I wanted a truth or a dare.

  JOAN: Truth

  DON: What are you wearing?

  Again I could make up an answer, and I did.

  Well, you get the idea. I spent an incredible two hours talking dirty to people, changing rooms, cyber-experiencing everything from medieval dungeons to the hot tub, from “Women for women” to “Ask a man anything.” I had a blast, and the following evening, when I told Ed about my experience, I had another wonderful time.

  A warning: One of the advantages to being on-line is also one of the biggest problems. Not only are you anonymous but so is everyone else. You have no idea what kind of person you’re talking to. So be sensible.

  A further warning: Never use your full real name or give out any accurate personal information, especially your address or phone number. I’ve been asked many times for my phone number so someone I’ve spent an enjoyable time with could call and continue “more personally.” This is not for me. I told one cyberpartner that I wouldn’t give out my phone number, so he suggested that I call him. I wouldn’t do that, either. Caller ID can give someone your phone number without your knowing it. The phone company tells me that by dialing a particular code, you can disable caller ID so the person you call cannot get your number. Maybe you can, but I’m just not that trusting.

  There are happy exceptions, of course. Many people, including a couple I know, have met and fallen in love on-line. If you eventually learn to trust the person with whom you’re chatting, let your good sense be your guide.

  In addition, try to establish that your chat partner is over eighteen. I always ask, but, as we know, many people lie. Sometimes you can tell the age of a counterpart by the nature of the questions. Personally, I automatically reject anyone who asks my bra size. It’s a juvenile question and shows an attitude, if not a chronological age, that is younger than that of someone I want to play with. You may find your own limits. I’m not going to go into the issue of limiting a minor’s access to sexually explicit material here. I’m just suggesting caution.

  I had one experience during which, for some reason, the guy I was playing with suddenly asked, “Are you really a woman?”

  “Yes,” I answered.

  “How can I be sure?” he typed, paranoia dripping from each word.

  “I don’t know,” I replied. Obviously, I couldn’t find any way to reassure him, and I found that his fears were ruining my enjoyment. I signed off soon thereafter. The fact that I may have had cybersex with women doesn’t faze me. It was all in good fun.

  If you want to play in depth, go to a private room. On AOL and probably many other services, it is possible to create a private room, a place where only you and other invited guests can chat. The general chat rooms are open and anyone can bop in at any time. You can be observed by minors at any time, even accidentally, and you don’t want that to happen.

  A suggestion: Anytime you begin to feel uncomfortable about what’s going on, sign off.

  MARY KATE’S STORY

  Mary Kate had been married for several years and had recently gotten a computer to help organize the family finances. The machine came with access to an on-line service and, using her free hours, she had begun to explore the service’s chat rooms.

  One evening, while her husband, Greg, was at a business meeting, Mary Kate logged on as 1ShyGirl and ventured into a room named Beginners to CyberSex. She got to chatting with a man who had logged on as 4NewGames. When he suggested that they continue in a private room, she agreed.

  4NEWGAMES: Welcome to our private room.

  1SHYGIRL: This is the first time I’ve been in a private room with anyone

  4NEWGAMES: I’m glad I’m your first. That’s why I spend time in that particular cyberchat room. In a room called Beginners to Cybersex I run into lots of new people like you. I enjoy that a lot. Now we’re together where we can talk, just the two of us. Just tell me the truth and I’ll teach you all about on-line sexual fun.

  1SHYGIRL: Okay. I’m really nervous. I don’t know what to do.

  4NEWGAMES: That’s okay. I do. What’s your first name?

  1SHYGIRL: Mary

  4NEWGAMES: That’s very plain. I like to think of you as extraordinary. Do you have a middle name?

  1SHYGIRL: Katherine

  4NEWGAMES: Good, Mary Katherine. No, too long to type. Mary Kate. That’s good. New things for us to do--a new name for you. I like that. And my name’s Peter. What are you wearing right now, Mary Kate?

  1SHYGIRL: I’m wearing a T-shirt and shorts.

  4NEWGAMES: Undies?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes. Bra and panties.

  4NEWGAMES: Will you do something for me, and then we’ll talk a bit?

  1SHYGIRL: What?

  4NEWGAMES: I’d like you to take off your bra, then put your shirt back on. Just that. Will you do that for me, Mary Kate?

  1SHYGIRL: I guess

  4NEWGAMES: I would like that, but if you don’t want to, just tell me. I want to picture you as you actually are. Will you take your bra off? For me? No one but you and I will know.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes--I’m doing that now

  4NEWGAMES: While you’re doing that, just read the screen. I’m 35 years old, divorced, and I have fantasies about making love to women who’ve never had a creative lover before. When you have your shirt back on, type “here.”

  1SHYGIRL: Here

  4NEWGAMES: Good. Tell me, does it feel sort of slutty to have your nipples rubbing against the inside of your T-shirt?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Nice?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: I knew you’d like the feeling. From what you said in the main room, I know you’re 32. Are you married?

  1SHYGIRL: I got married about a year ago.

  4NEWGAMES: Do you and your husband have a good sex life?

  1SHYGIRL: You ask embarrassing questions

  4NEWGAMES: I do, and you don’t have to answer. But I’d like to know so we can have the most fun together tonight. We’re anonymous. I’ll never meet you for real and you’ll never meet me. You can tell me anything and no one will ever know.

  1SHYGIRL: Greg would like me to be a little more creative, but … Well … I just don’t know much.

  4NEWGAMES: Okay. Not too much experience. That’s fine. Just the kind of girl I hoped you’d be. Where is Greg tonight?

  1SHYGIRL: He’s got a business meeting. He’ll be home later.

  4NEWGAMES: Maybe if we have some fun tonight, you and he can play together when he gets home.

  1SHYGIRL: Maybe. I’d sure like to make him happy. And this is really making me excited.

  4NEWGAMES: Don’t be too surprised at anything you feel tonight. Many of the things we’ll do together will surprise you, but it will be a nice surprise.

  1SHYGIRL: I know. I’m surprised at myself already

  4NEWGAMES: Tell me--are you really excited being here with me?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes, I am

  4NEWGAMES: That’s soooo good. May I touch your face?

  1SHYGIRL: I g
uess

  4NEWGAMES: I’m touching your cheeks. They are very soft. I’m touching your eyebrows and your temples. Very soft caresses, just brushing over your skin. I’m tangling my fingers in your hair. It’s soft and I love to feel it between my fingers. What color is it? No, wait. What color would you like it to be? Create a new you for me.

  1SHYGIRL: My hair is blond, long, and wavy.

  4NEWGAMES: Good. I love to run my fingers through it. It’s so long and soft. Like spun gold. I pull a long strand forward and let it fall down the front of your shirt. It curls around your breast. Can you feel your hair tickling your nipple as it lies against your shirt?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes, I can

  4NEWGAMES: Rub your open palm over your hard nipple. Feel how erect it is, like a hard little nub in your hand. You’re hesitating. I know it. Don’t. It’s your body and you have permission to touch it whenever you want to. Make it feel good. You know you want to, and you’re all alone. Just you and me, and I can only imagine. Please touch it. Feel how good it is. Pretend that it’s my hand, but just do it. Tell me you touched your aroused body.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes. I did

  4NEWGAMES: Wonderful. That was difficult for you but rewarding. Wasn’t it? No lightning struck you, did it?

  1SHYGIRL: No

  4NEWGAMES: No voices cried that you were BAD. It just felt good, didn’t it? Tell me, Mary Kate. Admit to me and to yourself that it felt good. Just say yes.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Would you take off your shirt for me, Mary Kate? I want to be able to picture your beautiful breasts. Will you do that for me?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes. You know, I’m really surprised by what I’m doing tonight. I really am going to take off my shirt.

  4NEWGAMES: Oh baby. You’re so good. I’m picturing you pulling your shirt over your head. Your long blond hair curls down your chest and around your breasts. Run your fingers through it while I do that, too.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Your hair feels so wonderful. I’m letting it fall against your nipples. I can see they are hard and tight.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: I’m running my fingers through your hair, and brushing my fingertips against your nipple at the same time. The right one.

  1SHYGIRL: I’m embarrassed now

  4NEWGAMES: That’s okay. That heightens the feelings. Just go with it. There’s nothing wrong with anything we’re doing. I’m just touching one bare breast. I want to kiss you. I’m holding your breast while I lean close. You have a beautiful soft mouth just made for kissing.

  1SHYGIRL: I do?

  4NEWGAMES: You know you do, Mary Kate. You know you taste good. But we both need more now, don’t we? Say yes if you want more. Tell me, baby.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Take off your shorts and panties while I picture how you look. Do it just for me, Mary Kate. No one else will know. You’re getting me all excited, Mary Kate. I’m getting very hard just thinking about you. Are you undressed now?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes. I really am.

  4NEWGAMES: Oh God, you’re perfect. I want to kiss your nipple, but I want you to let me do it. Tell me yes.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Oh baby. I’m touching my lips to your right nipple. It’s hard and pointed, reaching for me. I’m sucking the tip into my mouth. My mouth is so hot, so wet. I’ve wet your nipple. Now I’ll blow on it.

  1SHYGIRL: That’s cold

  4NEWGAMES: Yes, it is. But it feels wonderful and makes you hot.

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: While I suck one nipple, I squeeze the other between my thumb and index finger. Do you like it when I squeeze it? Can you feel it?

  1SHYGIRL: yesss

  4NEWGAMES: Do it with me. Touch your nipples like I am. Feel it so good. While I’m touching you, I’m touching myself, too.

  1SHYGIRL: Really? Are you excted? I mean, excited?

  4NEWGAMES: I’m chuckling. I like the typos. They tell me you’re too excited to type well. And yes, I’m reallllly excited. But I can still type, too. Are you touching your beautiful breasts?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: I want to touch more of you. You have yourknees together. Part your legs for me. Do it, baby

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: I have my palm flat on your belly, my fingers just brushing your pussy hair. I’m sorry. Does the word “pussy” offend you?

  1SHYGIRL: No, I guess not. It belongs here. In private. Just between us.

  4NEWGAMES: Yes, it does. Now I’m very slowly moving my fingers lower. Tell me, Mary Kate, are you wet?

  1SHYGIRL: Oh yes, very

  4NEWGAMES: I want you to feel where you’re wet. Have you ever touched your body like that? Rubbed where it feels good?

  1SHYGIRL: No. It’s bad.

  4NEWGAMES: No, it’s not bad. It feels good. Bodies were made to feel good so people would do the silly things we do during sex. Will you do just one thing for me? If you do, you’ll like it. But if by some chance you don’t, just tell me. Okay?

  1SHYGIRL: okay

  4NEWGAMES: I want you to take one finger and touch where it’s wet. Just touch it gently. Will you do that for me? For us? Please?

  1SHYGIRL: difficult

  4NEWGAMES: I know. But you’re all alone. No one can see you. And you know how good it will feel. Please. Just touch. While you decide, let me tell you what I’m doing. My cock is very hard. It’s so hard, it actually hurts. I haven’t been so turned on in a long time. Just thinking about how good you will feel later makes me sooo hungry. Part of me wants to be there with you, to share in person. But part of me knows that if I was there, you wouldn’t feel as free as you do now. Do you feel free with me?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes

  4NEWGAMES: Will you touch yourself for me?

  1SHYGIRL: All right

  4NEWGAMES: I know it’s difficult to type now. And it’s even more difficult to talk/type about what you feel, but please--tell me--how does it feel to touch yourself?

  1SHYGIRL: good-- strange-- so exciting-- feels good--

  4NEWGAMES: You’re typing slowly. I like that. Will you keep rubbing where it feels good?

  1SHYGIRL: Yes--

  4NEWGAMES: Oh baby, you make me so hot--if I rub my cock, I’ll come right here, right now

  1SHYGIRL: Do that

  4NEWGAMES: Oh Mary Kate--hard to type now. I want to give you more, but I need it so much. Coming--hard to breathe

  1SHYGIRL: are you? Coming, I mean? Really?

  4NEWGAMES: yesssssssss--shit minute. Phew Panting Wow Phew Better … Now for you. Rub where it feels good. Rub. Find your own rhythm. Feel it in your belly. Reach for it low in your belly. Rub. Do whatever feels good. Please, baby. I want it for you and I can’t do it for you. I wish I could. Picture my fingers between your legs, rubbing, stroking, caressing your lips, your clit. I know just where to touch--your fingers know, too. Touch it now.

  1SHYGIRL: yes yes yes

  4NEWGAMES: tell me baby

  1SHYGIRL: oh god yes

  4NEWGAMES: did it happen for you?

  1SHYGIRL: will

  4NEWGAMES: Picture my mouth on your breast, sucking while my fingers invade your pussy. I’m sucking, stroking, and sliding one finger inside of you. Making love to you in every way I can

  1SHYGIRL: god yes

  4NEWGAMES: I’m adding another finger, filling your pussy, stretching it. Feeling the slick walls of your channel. I can feel your climax coming--reach for it--pull it closer--tell me--come for me, Mary Kate

  1SHYGIRL: god yes now

  4NEWGAMES: Make it feel good--do whatever it takes for you to feel good.

  1SHYGIRL: came--panting--never like that before

  4NEWGAMES: You make me so happy. I love giving pleasure--and getting it, too. There’s so much for us to explore. We can play any game we want. Be anything, anyone we want. You can explore your own sensuality with me or by yourself. You can visit the member rooms like Le Château, where they get into bondage games,
or The Hot Tub, where they have cyberorgies every night, or play Truth or Dare in cyberspace. If you tire of one vision of yourself, change your screen name and become someone else. Be the virginal school-girl, the dominant female, the harem dancer--whatever you like.

  1SHYGIRL: I think I could

  4NEWGAMES: I have to go now and get cleaned up. Will you dream of me and all the pleasures there are for us? For you?

  1SHYGIRL: Count on it

  4NEWGAMES: Will you meet me again?

  1SHYGIRL: Count on that, too

  4NEWGAMES: Think about bringing your husband next time. We can play together.

  1SHYGIRL: Maybe I will. That would sure surprise him.

  4NEWGAMES: I’m sure it would. Good night, Mary Kate

  1SHYGIRL: Good night

  MARY KATE AND GREG’S STORY

  When Greg got home later that evening, Mary Kate, dressed in a filmy nightgown and peignoir set she hadn’t worn since their honeymoon, greeted him at the door. Before he was through the door, she pressed her body against his and kissed him, driving her tongue deep into his mouth. Greg dropped his briefcase and held her tightly. “Not that I’m complaining,” he said when they finally parted, “but what was that for?”

  “I’ll tell you all about it later,” Mary said, pulling Greg’s arms from the sleeves of his jacket. She was surprised at how brave and aggressive she felt. She realized that she didn’t want to make love to Greg—she wanted to fuck his brains out. She almost dragged him into the bedroom, and as soon as they were both naked, she grasped his already-hard cock and pulled him on top of her. Their lovemaking was hard and quick and thoroughly satisfying for them both.

  When they had calmed, Mary slowly told Greg about her encounter with 4NewGames. Greg listened in silence, trying not to let his mouth hang open. When she had finished, he said, “You really did that?”

  Suddenly shy again, Mary remained silent. She knew that Greg could feel her withdrawing, and then she felt his arms holding her close. “I think that’s fantastic,” he said. “I’ve tried every way I could think of to help you realize how much more there is to lovemaking, but it seems that you found a way to learn all by yourself.”