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Chapter 29 Cyber Sting
“I really appreciate your coming with me to Ray’s last week,” said Stacy staring at the computer screen. Portia was seated nearby studying one of her textbooks.
“In my short lifetime of sexual experiences, it was way up there on the bizarre meter. How many women can positively respond to the question, have you ever sucked off a dying cancer patient who had only a few days to live? His sperm tasted positively medicinal, by the way.”
“While your best friend fist fucked and ate out his three hundred pound health care provider who was into scat,” said Stacy. “I’m beginning to think this cyber search is hopeless. Maybe the Russos have sworn off bi females and taken up a new hobby. Mike may have to develop a new plan of entrapment.”
“I almost freaked out when Ray demanded a cigarette after he blew his load,” said Portia.
“The mind blowing part was when he smoked it through the tracheal hole in his throat,” said Stacy. “I suppose it had already killed him once so it didn’t matter.”
“If I live to fuck ten thousand more men it will probably be the most incredible experience in my life, one to tell my grandchildren about if they’re a bunch of perverts.”
“Finally, I was about to give up,” said Stacy staring at the screen. For the last five nights between nine and midnight, Portia and she had been taking turns monitoring the Boston BiCouples chat room.
“Vera waits until the kids are in bed and then she goes online,” was Portia’s conclusion.
The girls had created several different logons to the New England Swingers WEB site. In one they were a couple in there twenties looking to meet bi-sexual females, in another, a Goth girl looking to meet a Goth couple. They’d used fake logons to master the stilted language and protocols associated with that particular chat room. One thing they learned quickly was that most of the chatters were not couples but males seeking to persuade couples to have sex with them. After hours of watching and engaging in aimless chat, they were on the verge of calling it quits. However, HotPairFor69 has just signed on for the first time.
“Good, I hope she’s horny,” said Portia taking a seat beside Stacy. “Time for her to meet the vixen.”
Moments later, Vickie Vixen joined the chat room. Vickie Vixen’s profile identified her as a twenty one year old college student living in Cambridge who enjoyed erotic encounters with attractive couples. Her preferences included oral, vaginal, and anal sex, mild BDSM, corsets, and role-play. Partners had to be non-smoking, height and weight proportionate couples who were very discreet. Vickie Vixen admitted to having very close male and female friends who were not aware of her taste for couple’s sex.
“Bingo,” said Portia when the IM software announced HotPairFor69 wanted to have a private conversation. Stacy waited for several seconds so as not to appear too eager then mouse clicked the OK button and the two-way conversation box appeared on the screen.
HotPairFor69: Hello, how are you this evening?
Vickie Vixen: Fine, and you?
HotPairFor69: Excellent, I like your profile. I’m the female member of the duo.
Vickie Vixen: I also find your profile interesting. I hope you are a real couple, lots of phonies here. If you’re a male looking to get laid, let’s end this now.
HotPairFor69: We’re a real couple looking to meet attractive bi females for out of the ordinary sex. We’re college-educated professionals. My husband’s straight. I’m bi. We enjoy meeting attractive young femme’s for erotic encounters. But we must be very discreet.
Vickie Vixen: I require discretion also. Stats?
HotPairFor69: Me, 32yo, 5’7”, 140, brown/brown. Him, 34yo, 5’8”, 165, brown/brown, 9” cut. We frequent the gym 5x week and we’re both runners.
Vickie Vixen: Nice but is that 9 English inches?
HotPairFor69: Trust me, he’s a tripod. And your stats?
Vickie Vixen: 21yo, 5’10”, 120, blonde/blue
HotPairFor69: You’re slender. I like that. I am a 32C. Bra size?
Vickie Vixen: 34D
HotPairFor69: Implants?
Vickie Vixen: No, genes, Mom’s a 36D. Aunt’s a 38DD.
HotPairFor69: What kinds of things are you into?
Vickie Vixen: Hot three way sex with couples, anything safe. I like the wife to take the lead and tell me how to please them.
HotPairFor69: Anal, giving, taking, or no way Jose.
Vickie Vixen: I like to rim and be rimmed. Your husband can fuck me in the ass once he lubes my hole.
HotPairFor69: You sound like our kind of femme. How about BDSM?
Vickie Vixen: Pain’s okay but no marks. I have a very possessive and controlling girl friend.
HotPairFor69: Understood. How about role-play?
Vickie Vixen: Love to act. But it’s only hot if its done right.
HotPairFor69: Student and teacher, ever done that one?
Vickie Vixen: No, but it sounds interesting. Played a candy stripper caught blowing the sick husband in his hospital bed by his nasty bitch wife. Couple had a hospital room in their house. I got my head into it. I could do the student and teacher thing.
HotPairFor69: Terrific, but I have a question that can be a showstopper. We have no place to play. Can we come to your place?
Vickie Vixen: Sorry no, I live in the dorm.
HotPairFor69: I knew you sounded to good to be true. Well good luck.
Vickie Vixen: Wait, I can get my friend’s place anytime. She’s out of the country. I’m sort of apartment sitting for her. She has a nice place.
HotPairFor69: When does she get back?
Vickie Vixen: Not till after Thanksgiving. She’s in Africa working for an NGO.
HotPairFor69: What’s her place like?
Vickie Vixen: Furnished apartment near my campus. It’s in a large complex right off Memorial.
HotPairFor69: Campus?
Vickie Vixen: Harvard, pre-law.
HotPairFor69: I’m impressed.
Vickie Vixen: Thank you but you shouldn’t be. Hardest thing about Harvard is getting in. I should have chosen Stanford.
HotPairFor69: Do you have a pic to exchange?
Vickie Vixen: Yes, give me a second.
Portia had taken a digital picture of Stacy naked standing with one foot on the seat of a straight chair. A large dildo was stuck to the chair seat and poised to enter her vagina. Portia had cropped the picture at Stacy’s shoulders. Stacy embedded the picture in an email and sent it. Her own mailbox icon noted the presence of a message that turned out to contain the same picture the Russos had sent to GirlyGirl19.
Vickie Vixen: You two have beautiful bodies. My pussy’s wet.
HotPairFor69: Mine too. You’re gorgeous. My husband has a hard on just looking at it. I can picture my face between your thighs. Can I call you? Chat and IM are so impersonal.
Vickie Vixen: 978 555-1515
The disposable cell phone Portia bought rang immediately. The call was short and to the point. A meeting several days hence was agreed upon.
“We’ve got a ton of work to get ready,” said Portia. “You need a school girl costume and we need to find a few items that will support your cover story that the place belongs to a girl friend you’re involved with. We can use pictures of my sister.”
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