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The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 88: Internet Sex free porn video
Introduction: A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy! Authors Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
Authors Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-87.
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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip,
A few months ago, my roommates and I decided it would be a good idea to switch Internet Service Providers (ISP). For the same monthly price, we would have unlimited downloads. Bigger is always better, right? WRONG!
Our currentat the timeISP account was in my name, so I was put in charge of everything. Not only did I have to find a company that offered unlimited internet in our price rangemy roommates are in college, so money is usually an issue for thembut I also had to open an account with them, schedule the installation and cancel our current service. I knew it would be a lot of work, but it would all be worth it if it meant being able to stream Netflix in HD. Or so I thought&hellip,
It all started at the beginning of May. By then, I had found an ISP that offered unlimited internet for the same monthly cost as our current providerincluding activation fees, installation fees and the cost for the new modem. I knew I would soon be leaving for my yearly month-long workation, so I called up the company and explained my predicament. They assured me I could create the account now and schedule the installation to coincide with my return. It sounded like the best option, so I accepted the temporary installation dateI say temporary, because I would have to contact them upon my return to confirm the installation datethey gave me. Starting June 27th, we would have unlimited internetone of my roommates was leaving, so the remaining one and I thought it best to wait until the next one moved in to switch ISP.
The plan was to get the exact same internet we currently had, but the woman I spoke to convinced me fiber optic was better than cable. Since the cost was the same, I chose to heed her advice. In less than two months, we would have unlimited fiber optic internet.
I left for my workation with peace of mind and returned on June 26th with my trust in our new ISP intact. The next day, I called them up and scheduled the installation for July 2nd. I may be a trusting person by nature, but I chose to err on the side of caution and wait until our new internet was installed before canceling the old one. That was the best decision I ever made.
The technician was scheduled to arrive at some point between 8:00 am and 12:00 am. He arrived at 8:3, only to let me know fiber optic internet required a phone line. I also learned the ancient phone line we had in our apartment was not linked to the power boxor whatever its calledlocated in our landlords apartment, which was located right beneath ours. Even worse, he had to wake up my roommate to determine this. But the worst part of all was that in order to activate our new internet, he would have to run another line from our landlords apartment to ours. Since he wasnt there, getting his permission was impossible. The technician suggested I call our new ISP and switch our service back to cable. I was a little irrigated, but thanked the man and watched him leave.
I called our new internet provider and explained the situation. They agreed to switch our service free of charge and send us a new modemthe first one they had sent us only worked for fiber optic. I was also forced to schedule a new installation. Unfortunately, there was a ten-day waiting period and I would be gone during that time for a second, mini workation. Since I couldnt be certain my roommates would be there to welcome the technician, I scheduled the new installation to coincide with my return. On August 1st, we would have our new internet. At least that was the plan.
I thought my troubles were over, but the next day, I ran into my landlord and learned he had lost access to the internet and could no longer use his phone. It quickly became obvious the technician had unplugged someokay, it was actually manywires during his visit and had left them unplugged upon his departure. Though it was in no way my fault, I felt guilty and assured my landlord I would sort everything out.
I returned home and called my new ISP. They apologized for the inconvenience, but told me there was nothing they could do because the technician that had screwed up my landlords internet and phone worked for another ISPin Montreal, there are two major internet providers and all the other, smaller companies use their internet while giving their clients better benefits to remain competitive. What that meant was that the only way to fix the problem was to pay for a technician to come resolve the issuethey needed an account number to send one free of charge and, since my landlord was the one with the problem, that meant he was on his own. In other words, he would have to call his ISP and get them to send a technician to his residence to fix the issue. I felt incredibly guilty, especially since I would be gone by the time my landlords internet returnedif it didbut there was nothing I could do. My second workation was thus the most stressful one of my life. Thankfully, everything had returned to normal by the time I returned. Well, almost&hellip,
When I arrived, I had received the new modem and sent back the old one using the return envelope they had included with the package. Everything was going according to plan and I was able to relax for a few days. On July 31st, our current ISP was shut offin order to activate our new internet, I had been forced to cancel our old one.
The technician was supposed to arrive on August 1st between 8:00 am and 12:00 am. When the clock read 12:30 and still he remained absent, I borrowed my roommates cell phoneI use VoIP because its cheaper than a normal phone and I only rarely use it. However, no internet means no phoneand called our new ISP. They informed me the August 1st installation date was only temporaryeven though I had repeatedly asked the lady I had spoken to whether or not this was the ACTUAL installation dateand that their next available technician could not come until August 5th. Since there was nothing I could do, I agreed.
The technician was scheduled to arrive between 8:00 am and 12:00 am on August 5th. By 12:30, he still wasnt there. I once again borrowed my roommates cell phone and called. I explained the situation and was put on hold. As luck would have it, the doorbell rang moments later. My roommate, who was standing by the window let me know it was the technician. I let the man I was dealing with know I would have to call back to yell at him. He laughed, knowing I was not angry at him but at the company he worked for.
I hung up the phone and handed it to my roommate, before heading to the front door and buzzing in the tardy technician. It took about fifteen seconds before I heard a knock on the door, but that was enough to push me past my limit. I am not usually prone to violent vocal outbursts, but anger now boiled within me. I couldnt wait to let the technician just how angry I was by his tardiness, no matter if he had a good excuse. It was with a crazed smile that I opened the door.
My angry words died in my throat when I laid eyes on one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Her hair was long and blonde. Her eyes the bluest blue I had ever seen. And her body&hellip, Oh, that body&hellip, Though most of it was concealed by the uniform she wore, I could tell she was beautiful, breathtaking. The mere sight of her made me forget all about my anger. In its place now stood arousal. So much arousal that a powerful fantasy began growing within me. But I could not afford to let it take over. I repelled it as best as I could and invited the beautiful technician into the apartment.
She studied the modem for mere seconds before saying the four words I least wanted to hear.
We have a problem.
Anger returned to my body. Mixing with arousal, it became a mutant force that took hold of my body, dragging me away from reality before I could even consider letting my anger burst out of me. One moment, I was standing in the real world and the next I was in an identical fantasy one.
My anger remained just as potent and I opened my mouth to yell. I wanted to yell at her. I wanted to slap her. But I also wanted to kiss her. And fuck her. I was a mess. One second I was angry and the next I was aroused. The two emotions battled it out for a while before I decided to let them both inspire me. This was a fantasy and I would take advantage of it to expel all the anger and arousal from my body.
Dont move, I said through gritted teeth. Without another word, I hurried out of the living room.
When I returned, I was wearing a bathrobe.
Whyd you change? she asked.
I didnt answer. At least not with words. Instead, I unfastened my bathrobe and let it slip off my shoulders, revealing the naked body that lay beneath. Her eyes widened in shock and her jaw dropped open in disbelief. But as surprising as my nudity was, it was not the cause for her shock. It was the large strapon I wore.
The woman remained frozen in shock for a moment before her voice returned.
What the&hellip, she began, but that was all she got out before I shoved the tip of my plastic cock into her mouth. I had taken advantage of her petrified state to close the gap that separated us. I had also forced her to her knees. She now kneeled before me, her eyes wide and her lips wrapped around my spear.
I smiled down at her with devilish delight as I forced the strapon deeper and deeper into her mouth. But her mouth could only handle so much and the toy soon slipped into her throat. With each new inch that entered it, her eyes grew wider. The incomprehension that filled them soon turned to fear. She struggled to break free, but I grabbed her head and held it in place.
Suck it! I ordered in a voice that left no place for debate. Our eyes met and she instantly knew disobeying me was a bad idea. Still, I held on to her head until she nodded.
As soon as she was free, she began slowly rocking back and forth, forcing the toy in and out of her mouth and throat. At first, her eyes were filled with dread, but each time the shaft slid into her, it chased a little of that fear away. By the time she had worked her way up to ferocious deep throating, her eyes were filled with lust.
Stop! I commanded when I saw her lips try to curl into a smile.
She immediately pulled away and peered up at me with disappointment-filled eyes. But behind that disappointment stood excitement for what was to come.
Get undressed! I commanded.
Her eyes twinkled with anticipation as she stood up and quickly stripped out of her uniform. I struggled to contain an amused smile when I realized she wasnt wearing any underwear. But I was unable to keep them uncurled when her flawless body was revealed in its entirety. She was even hotter than I had imagined. Her breasts were perky, yet big enough to satisfy any manor womanand her pussy seemed to sight I started to wonder if it could handle my massive strapon. Thankfully, I was still overwhelmed with anger and cared little if my young lover could handle my toy or not.
Get on your hands and knees! I ordered as soon as she was fully naked. A smile of anticipation deformed her full lips as she dropped to the ground.
I kneeled behind her and guided my large toy to the mouth of her cunt. Her pre-cum-covered labia gleamed in the light, bringing excitement to my body. Giving in to it, I gripped her waist with both hands and propelled my body forward.
FUCK! she yelled as the toy was thrust deep into her. I didnt wait so see it if was a wail of pleasure or pain. Instead, I started ramming her savagely, grunting each time the toy travelled deep into her.
Her moans filled the air. At first, they seemed infused with pain, but as the seconds ticked by, they turned to cries of pleasure. They continued to grow in intensity until one final moan flowed past her lips.
Im gonna cum!
As soon as the words reached my ears, I pulled out. The disappointed groan that escaped her told me I had cut her off moments from climax. Perfect.
She peered back at me over her shoulder and gave me the saddest pussy eyes I had ever seen. Under normal circumstances, it would have been too much for me to handle, but this was different. I was pissed and someone had to pay for everything I had been forced to endure.
You dont get to come, I said, emotionless. With that, I ripped the strapon from my body and handed it to her. I didnt need to say anything else. She took the large toy and strapped it to her body. By the time she was ready, I was on all fours.
Fuck me! I commanded as I glanced back at her over my shoulder. I didnt need to give her sad pussy eyes for her to kneel behind me.
The tip of the toy soon made contact with my engorged labia. I was so wet it almost slipped right in, but my lover kept that from happening. However, the look of sheer determination she wore told me that would not be the case for long. She was about to jerk forward when I spoke.
Stop! I said, my voice forceful enough to stop her from propelling the toy into me. She opened her mouth, but I beat her to the punch.
Fuck me in the ass, I said. This time, it was not a command, but rather a request. Thankfully, it was a request I was soon granted.
Fuck! I moaned as the toy made contact with my anus. I was so excited that my rectum had constricted and it took a few seconds before my lover applied enough force for the shaft to penetrate me. But when it finally did, every last inch of it was thrust into me in mere seconds.
Another powerful moan flowed past my lips. For most people, it would have been a pain-stricken cry, but mine was that of bliss. I loved anal and nothing, not even a massive strapon, would change that. In fact, I soon started begging for more. My lover was reticent at first, but my moans of encouragement soon convinced her to become a veritable dominatrix. She ruled over me with an iron first, pounding me so hard each penetration threatened to drive me into the ground. But I held on, refusing to give up until&hellip,
I reached climax in record time.
FUUCCCKKKK!!!!! I shrieked at the top of my lungs. My pussy came to life and started shaking madly. Moments later, wave after wave of cum was squirting out of me. Completely unobstructed, they flew out of me and coated my thighs with a thick layer of orgasmilk. My lips curled into a smile. Nothing in the world compared to the feel of hot cum against my bare skin. Unfortunately, I was snapped back to reality before I could enjoy it fully.
I said We have a problem, said the technician. One quick glance at my surroundings confirmed my worst fears. My fantasy lover and I were both fully-clothed and there was no sign of a strapon. That could only mean one thing, my fantasy was officially over.
What problem? I finally asked, disappointment now mixed in with my anger and my arousal.
Theres no place to plug the modem, she explained, pointing to the power bar. Sure enough, every singly socket was occupied. Thankfully, I had a spare power bar and in mere seconds, we were back in business.
I watched the technician work, doing my best to keep my arousal from dragging me away for another fantasy. It was difficult, but I kept my lust under control long enough for her to do her job. I was sad to see her leave, but also relieved that I no longer had to constantly wage battle against my arousal.
It had taken almost three months, but our new internet was finally installed. Well, almost. Everything was ready, but it would take a few hours for it to come online. I was now faced with a dilemma. I am not the type of person to get angry easily, so I knew now was the best time to call and complain about everything I had been put through over the last few months. However, I feared something else would go wrong and I would be forced to call again. But since I was pissed and out for blood, I threw caution to the wind and once more borrowed my roommates cell phone.
Have you ever heard the expression The customer is always right? Well, the person I spoke to sure as hell hadnt, because she claimed there was nothing she could do for me. I explained the situation in detail and even told her how I needed the internet to make a living, but she still persisted with her claim. In fact, she even tried to make it seem like not charging us for a second installation following our switch from fiber optic to cable was a great sacrifice on their part. As was reimbursing me for the thirty days they had charged me for providing absolutely no internet. I kept insisting, but she persisted in her claims there was nothing she could do. I wanted to yell at her, but I knew it was not her fault, so I simply hung up.
Believe it or not, everything I just told you happenedexpect the fantasy, but that is normal as fantasies are by definition unreal. In fact, had it not been for that particularly enjoyable and liberating fantasy, it would have been a completely infuriating experience. Thank god for imagination.
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