I'VE BEEN DIVORCED FOR ABOUT A YEAR. WORSE YET, CELIBATE FOR ABOUT A YEAR AND A HALF. IT'S ONE OF THOSE LONELY TIMES OF THE YEAR, CHRISTMAS, NEW YEARS... ALL THAT JAZZ. FEELING PRETTY BLUE, I PICKED-UP ONE OF THOSE PAPERS, THOSE ADULT PAPERS NO-ONE EVER ADMITS TO BUYING. I DON'T KNOW WHY, MAYBE IT WAS TO GET MY KICKS OR CHEAP THRILLS, MAYBE I WAS JUST SO LONELY I'D PAY FOR SOME COMPANY. AT THIRTY-FIVE, IT'S NOT ALWAYS EASY TO FIND A MATE, OR EVEN A FRIEND. MOSTLY I LOOKED AT THE PICTURES AND GRAPHIC ADS. SO, I'M IN MY HOUSE IN AN ISOLATED DESERT COMMUNITY. THE WIND IS HOWLING PAST MY WINDOWS. I'VE EVEN GOT A FIRE GOING.

SOME PERFECTLY SHAPED SPANISH GIRL IN A MERRY-WIDOW, THIGH-HIGH NYLON STOCKINGS AND PATEN LEATHER HIGH-HEEL BOOTS CALLS TO ME FROM ONE OF THE PAGES. LINGERIE MODELING, MASSAGES AND COMPANIONSHIP ARE HER PROMISES. SUGGESTIVELY, SHE POSES IN A WAY THAT PROMISES MORE. I LOOK AT MY PHONE, I START TO REACH... NA, IT'S NOT REALLY MY SPEED.

BEING A LAWYER, MY FIRM PAYS FOR A HOOK-UP TO SERVICE. MOSTLY USED BY OTHER LAWYERS, BUT THERE'S A BULLETIN BOARD AND SOMETIMES I CHECK IT OUT. SO, I'M ON-LINE, AND SOMEONE POSTS A NOTE ABOUT A SINGLES BOARD THAT HE CLAIMS IS REALLY HOT. I DECIDE TO SWITCH TO MY MODEM AND GIVE IT A SHOT. I TYPE IN THE NUMBER, (213) 555-4456 AND MY COMPUTER PLUGS ME IN. I'M SURPRISED AT THE GRAPHICS THAT POP ONTO MY SCREEN. AN S & M SCENE, A CHARACATURE OF A WOMAN IN CHAINS, THE CAPTION TELLS ME THAT HER NAME IS "ELMIRA", MY SERVANT TO GUIDE ME THROUGH THE PASSAGES OF THIS COMPUTER SERVICE. ELMIRA, FOR A CHARACATURE IS ATTRACTIVE ENOUGH AND THERE IS SOMETHING INCREDIBLY ATTRACTIVE ABOUT HER SUBMISSIVE PRESENTATION. IF THIS IS A GAME, I LIKE IT!

AFTER I LOG-ON, TELLING ELMIRA WHO I AM, WE MOVE ON TO THE NEXT LEVEL OR SCREEN. SHE'S WEARING A BLACK LACY BRA THAT CAN HARDLY CONTAIN HERE BOUNTIFUL BOSOM AND AN INVITING SMILE. ELMIRA THANKS ME FOR FREEING HER FROM HER SHACKLES. SHE PLEDGES HERSELF, BODY AND SOUL TO BE MY SUBMISSIVE SLAVE HELPING ME TO FIND PLEASURE AND SATISFACTION IN ANY AREA OF THE BOARD I CHOOSE. ANOTHER SCREEN APPEARED, ELMIRA IN BRA, PANTIES AND STOCKINGS HOLDS UP A MENU BOARD. I KEEP PUNCHING THE "NEXT" BUTTON AS NOTHING REALLY SEEMS TO PEAK MY INTERESTS. NOTHING UNTIL I CAME TO THE LAST TOPIC, "ZIPLESS ENCOUNTERS". SQUINTING MY EYES, I HAD TO ASK MYSELF WHAT THE HELL WAS A "ZIPLESS ENCOUNTER". BEFORE LONG, IT BECAME EVIDENT THAT A ZIPLESS ENCOUNTER WAS A MORE OR LESS PLANNED DATE BETWEEN TWO STRANGERS FOR PURE UNADULTERATED SEX.

SEX BETWEEN STRANGERS. IT WAS AN INTRIGUING THOUGHT, AN INTOXICATING IDEA. I THOUGHT ABOUT ALL THE WOMEN I SAW DURING LUNCH IN DOWNTOWN L.A., OR AT THE FEDERAL COURTHOUSE, OR EVEN ALONG THE BEACH. I WONDERED WHAT KIND OF WOMAN MIGHT BE INTERESTED IN AN ENCOUNTER LIKE THIS. MY MIND PLAYED WITH THE IDEA. MY LIBIDO LIKED THE FANTASY I WAS HAVING. BEFORE I KNEW IT, I WAS READING MESSAGES ON THE BOARD. A GIRL, HER NAME WAS ALICIA. SHE OFFERED HERSELF FOR THE "RIGHT" GUY. ALICIA WAS WILLING TO MEET ANYWHERE, ANYTIME. SOMETHING ABOUT THIS SEEMED DANGEROUS, BUT, MAYBE THAT WAS THE KICK. SIPPING ON A BEER, I STARTED WRITING TO ALICIA. I WROTE IN THE DOMINANT STYLE THAT SEEMED APPROPRIATE TO BOTH ELMIRA'S SUBMISSIVENESS AND ALICIA'S WILLINGNESS TO SERVE.

FONDLING THE KEYBOARD OF MY COMPUTER, I BECAME A VAMPIRE IN THE NIGHT SEARCHING FOR THE RIGHT WORDS TO BRING ALICIA INTO THE FANTASY I WAS HAVING. BUT THE QUESTION CAME TO MIND OF HOW DOMINANT I SHOULD BE. SHOULD I JUST TELL HER WHERE TO MEET ME AND WHEN? SHOULD I ASK HER TO ANSWER AND MAKE THE PLANS FROM THERE? I DECIDED TO PLAY THE GAME ALL THE WAY. I ORDERED HER TO MEET ME, A FACELESS, NAMELESS STRANGER, AT A RESTAURANT ALONG PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY, IN MALIBU. THEN, HOPING I HADN'T GONE TOO FAR, BUT, WANTING TO PLAY THE GAME AS FAR AS I COULD, I TOLD HER WHAT I WANTED HER TO WEAR. I WAS REALLY GETTING INTO MY "FANTASY" AND I TOLD HER TO WEAR SOMETHING VERY SEXY. I TOLD HER TO WEAR SHEER, DARK NYLON STOCKINGS AND HIGH HEELS... I SAID THAT I WANTED HER TO WEAR SOMETHING LACY, BUT NO PANTIES. I WROTE THAT I WAS GOING TO TAKE HER OUT TO THE PUBLIC BEACH AND "TAKE HER" THERE. I GOT VERY DESCRIPTIVE AND TOLD HER EXACTLY HOW I WANTED HER TO BEHAVE, WHAT I WANTED HER TO DO, AND WHAT I PLANNED TO DO TO HER. I CLOSED MY NOTE WITH A WHITE-CHOCOLATE KISS AND WENT TO BED. I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IF SHE WOULD RESPOND, I DIDN'T KNOW IF SHE WOULD SHOW-UP, BUT, FOR A WEEK... AT LEAST I HAD MY FANTASY TO DWELL ON.

A WEEK TO DREAM WITH THE UNFETTERED DESIRES OF AN ADOLESCENT TAKING HIS DATE TO AS PLACE WHERE THEY MIGHT CONSUMMATE THEIR RELATIONSHIP. I WAS THAT EXCITED. I LOGGED-IN WITH ELMIRA ABOUT THREE MORE TIMES THAT WEEK.

ALICIA LEFT NO MESSAGE, ALICIA DIDN'T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE MY MESSAGE. I STARTED GETTING A LITTLE DEPRESSED, BUT AS THE WEEKEND APPROACHED, MY HOPES REACHED AN ALL TIME HIGH THAT MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, SHE MIGHT STILL SHOW-UP. I LEFT MY OFFICE AND DROVE UP THE SANTA MONICA FREEWAY TO P.C.H. THE VIEW FROM THE HIGHWAY WAS SPECTACULAR AS THE ORANGE SUN SLOWLY DIPPED IN THE FROTHY PACIFIC. TRAFFIC WAS UNUSUALLY LIGHT. IT WAS STILL EARLY AND THE PARKING LOT AT THE RESTAURANT WAS STILL EMPTY. I WALKED IN, ASKING FOR A BEER AND GAVE THE HOSTESS MY NAME IN-CASE ANYONE SHOWED-UP TO MEET ME. SPEARING ANOTHER HAPPY HOUR MEATBALL, I WATCHED THE DOOR AND EVERY BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHO WALKED THROUGH IT. ABOUT AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER, HAVING CONVINCED MYSELF THAT SHE WASN'T SHOWING-UP, I WATCHED A NERVOUS YOUNG GIRL... BARELY OLD ENOUGH TO BE IN A BAR, TALK TO THE HOSTESS. THEY LOOKED IN MY DIRECTION AND THE HOSTESS POINTED. SHE WALKED UP TO MY TABLE AND ASKED IF I WAS CHAD. ALICIA, I ASKED IN A SURPRISED VOICE. LETTING OUT A SULTRY SIGH OF RELIEF, SHE SAID: I DIDN'T KNOW IF YOU'D REALLY BE HERE. I LAUGHED AND SAID: I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE COMING EITHER.

IN MY MESSAGE, I WAS FAR BOLDER THAN I FELT NOW. IN MY MESSAGE THROUGH A COMPUTER TO A FACELESS BULLETIN BOARD I WAS MORE DEMANDING. I WANTED TO ASK HER TO JOIN ME FOR A DRINK, I WANTED TO GET TO KNOW THIS YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL BRUNETTE. I HESITATED, THEN, THINKING OF HER EXPECTATIONS AT THIS MOMENT, I TOOK HER BY HER SOFT, WARM HAND AND WE LEFT TO WALK ON THE BEACH. HER VOICE TREMBLED AS SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE WAS GETTING MARRIED ON SUNDAY AND THIS WAS HER LAST FANTASY. SHE WENT ON TO SAY THAT SHE HAD NEVER MADE A "ZIPLESS DATE" BEFORE AND THAT ALTHOUGH SHE GOT SEVERAL OFFERS ON THE BOARD, SHE LIKED MY RESPONSE. SHE SAID THAT'S WHY SHE WAS HERE. PAUSING AT A LIFEGUARD TOWER, I PULLED HER SLIM BODY CLOSE TO ME. MY HAND SLID DOWN HER BACK, I STOPPED AT HER THIGH AND SLOWLY LIFTED HER DRESS UNTIL I FELT THE TOP OF HER SILK STOCKING. SHE LEANED HER HEAD FORWARD AND WHISPERED IN MY EAR: I OBEYED YOUR COMMANDS, MY MASTER. AS HER TONGUE FLICKERED IN MY EAR, I FELT YEARS OF PASSION AND LUST RISE THROUGH MY LOINS. TOGETHER, WE MADE OUR WAY UNDER THE TOWER AS OTHER COUPLES WALKED-BY ON THE SEA SHORE. PULLING BACK, I LOOK AT HER QUIVERING CHEST AND WITH A SLIGHTLY SHAKING HAND, I HOLD HER FIRM AND PERFECTLY SHAPED BREAST. I BEND TO KISS IT, LICK IT AND SUCKLE IT. ALICIA BREATHES A LITTLE HEAVIER NOW AND I FEEL HER HOT BREATH ON THE BACK OF MY NECK. I MOVE MY WAY UP HER CHEST TO HER NECK AND THEN TO HER FACE. WE KISS PASSIONATELY, EXPLORING EACH-OTHERS BODIES WITH OUR PROBING HANDS AS WE ANTICIPATE OUR CLIMACTIC UNION.

HER CURVACEOUS BODY UNDER ME ON THE COOL SAND, I LIFT HER RED DRESS PASSED THE TOP OF HER STOCKINGS AND GARTERS, PASSED HER NAKED THIGHS AND HIPS TO HER TINY WAIST. MY HAND TRAVELS OVER HER TAN FLESH AND INTO HER HAIRY MOUND. I MASSAGE HER AND WATCH AS SHE WRITHES AND GROANS AT MY MASTERFUL STROKES. MY HAND IS WET FROM HER INNER JUICES AS SHE BEGS ME TO ENTER HER, TO TAKE HER. SHE WHISPERS IN MY EAR AND TELLS ME THAT SHE'S MY SEX TOY. SHE TELLS ME TO USE HER, TO FUCK HER, TO FUCK HER HARD AND I FEEL HER HAND UNZIP MY PANTS. SKILLFULLY, SHE UNBUCKLES MY BELT AND TUGS AT MY LOOSE PANTS, THEY SLIDE DOWN AND FREE ME TO TAKE HER, TO USE HER, TO FUCK HER.

WE PUMP, WE GRIND... WE FUCK LIKE TWO RABID DOGS IN HEAT OBLIVIOUS TO THE STRANGERS PASSING ALONG THE BEACH, ALTHOUGH OUR MOANING AND GROANING HAS TO BE NOTICEABLE. I SHOVE MYSELF DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO HER TIGHT CUNT, INSTINCTIVELY WANTING TO DRIVE MYSELF ALL THE WAY INTO THIS LITTLE SLUT. HURT ME, HURT ME BAD, SHE CRIES OUT AS I PUMP FRANTICALLY HARDER AND HARDER. YES, YES, OH GOD YES, SHE SCREAMS TO THE STARLIT HEAVENS. MY RIGHT ARM SUPPORTS ME AS I LIFT MYSELF TO WATCH HER ENJOY MY MANHOOD. SHE GRINDS HER HIPS AT EVERY THRUST, HER MOUTH IS HALF OPEN AS SHE LICKS HER GLOSSY RED LIPS... HER IMMACULATELY WHITE TEETH BITE DOWN ON HER BOTTOM LIP AS I JERK MY HIPS EVEN HARDER. I LOOK DOWN AND WATCH MYSELF ENTER HER, MY BULGING ORGAN IS LUBRICATED BY HER WATERY CUM AS IT SLIDES IN AND OUT OF HER DELICIOUS PINK HOLE. HER LONG, SHAPELY LEGS ARE TIGHTLY WRAPPED AROUND MY BACK, BUT, I CAN STILL SEE HER THIGHS, HALF CLAD IN SHEER, DARK STOCKINGS. SHE HAS ANOTHER SPASM AS I SLIDE MY FREE HAND ALONG HER BODY AND GENTLY PET AND FONDLE THE INSIDE OF ONE THIGH.

SHE STARTS TO TREMBLE UNDER ME AS I CONTINUE TO RHYTHMICALLY ENJOY EVERY PART OF HER PERFECT FORM. OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD... SHE CALLS OUT. WE BECOME ONE CONVULSIVE MASS OF FLESH AS WE CLIMAX TOGETHER. I EXPLODE DEEP WITHIN HER FERTILE BODY RELEASING YEARS OF BUILT UP TENSION, ANXIETY AND LUST. GRATEFULLY AND PASSIONATELY WE KISS EACH-OTHER, ENJOYING ONE LAST TASTE. SHE SMILES AS I COLLAPSE NEXT TO HER AND ASKS: DID I PLEASE MY LITTLE MASTER. I PAUSE WITH A SMILE AND SWALLOW HARD: MY GOD, GIRL... I NEVER KNEW IT COULD BE THIS GOOD. SHE GIGGLES AND WE NOTICE SOME BUM STANDING NEARBY. UNAPOLIGETICALLY, SHE ASKS ME: DO YOU SUPPOSE HE ENJOYED THE SHOW? AS WE DRESS, I SAY: I DON'T KNOW, HOW LONG DO YOU GUESS HE AS THERE? JUST ABOUT FROM THE BEGINNING, SHE TELLS ME MATTER-OF-FACTLY. SHE ADDS THAT SHE SAW HIM COME OVER, BUT, WHAT THE HELL... I AMAZED AS I HELP HER UP AND WE WALK TO OUR CARS. WE DON'T SAY MUCH, HELL, WE DON'T KNOW EACH-OTHER AND BESIDES, I GUESS THAT'S PART OF THE "GAME", RIGHT? AND SADLY, I WATCH AS SHE DRIVES OFF TO HER NEW LIFE AS A MARRIED WOMAN. GOD, HER HUSBAND TO BE IS ONE HELL OF A LUCKY GUY, I THINK.

THE MORE I THOUGHT ABOUT IT, THE LESS "LUCKY" I FIGURED THIS GUY WAS. I MEAN SHE WAS A GREAT LAY, BUT, HERE SHE WAS WITH ME ON THE EVE OF THEIR WEDDING. HERE SHE WAS WITH A NAMELESS, FACELESS STRANGER. HERE SHE WAS ON A "ZIPLESS DATE". BUT, THEN AGAIN, SO WAS I. I CAME OFF THE HIGH OF GREAT SEX AND HIT THE ROCK HARD PAVEMENT OF REALITY. I'LL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN. I WAS VERY DEPRESSED AS I DROVE EAST, TOWARDS MY HOME. WATER WELLED-UP IN MY EYES AS THE SADNESS FILLED MY HEART. I ENJOYED THE GAME SO MUCH... NOW, I THINK I FELL IN LOVE AS I PICK-UP SOME SPEED ON THE NEARLY DESERTED FREEWAY. FIFTY-FIVE TO SIXTY AND SOME URBAN COWBOY WAILS A TUNE ABOUT LOSING HIS ONLY LOVE. SIXTY TO SEVENTY AND I THINK ABOUT ANOTHER GIRL I KNEW MANY YEARS AGO IN ANOTHER CITY BACK EAST. I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE AS I HIT EIGHTY AND THEN NINETY. I WAS HURRYING HOME, MAYBE I'D PLAY AGAIN, MAYBE I'D REACH ALICIA AGAIN. YEAH THAT MIGHT WORK, CRAZY AS IT SOUNDED, MAYBE I COULD MEET HER AGAIN. MAYBE I COULD, MAYBE...AND THAT'S THE LAST THING I REMEMBER. THE DAMNED TUBES AND WIRES, GOD, THEY'RE IRRITATING! I CAN'T FEEL MY LEGS, I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING BELOW MY WAIST. I, I, I'M PARALYZED THEY SAY, PARALYZED. MY GOD, THE NURSE... LOOK, OVER THERE, IT'S HER. IT'S ALICIA. I CAN'T TALK AND MY FACE IS SCARED. STANDING OVER ME, SHE LOOKS DOWN WITH GREAT PITY. I SEE A TEAR FORM, LOOKING DOWN, I SEE A WEDDING BAND ON HER FINGER AS WELL. SHE WENT THROUGH WITH IT, I THINK.

ALICIA PICKS UP A SYRINGE AND STICKS IT INTO ONE OF THOSE LITTLE BOTTLES, JUST LIKE YOU SEE ON TV. AHHH, SOME DRUG TO MAKE ME FEEL A LITTLE BETTER! LOOKING DOWN AT ME, ALICIA ASKS: HELLO MY LITTLE MASTER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? DON'T WORRY; SHE URGES: YOUR SERVANT WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU AGAIN. STICKING THE NEEDLE IN MY ARM, SHE CONTINUES: YOU WON'T FEEL THE PAIN ANYMORE MY LOVE. YOU'LL JUST FALL TO SLEEP, FOREVER AND EVER. MY EYES WIDEN IN HORROR, I UNDERSTAND WHAT SHE'S SAYING AND I WANT TO SCREAM, I WANT TO SCREAM FOR A DOCTOR, A NURSE, ANYBODY! I WANT TO SCREAM, BUT EVERYTHING FADES TO BLACK... I WANT TO SCREAM BUT I FALL ASLEEP. ALICIA'S FULL LIPS PRESS AGAINST MINE AS SHE KISSES ME GOODNIGHT WITH THE KISS OF DEATH, THE LAST THING I FEEL.

Created: October 29, 1999r.
Last Updated: May 23, 2005r.