From: Kymberlee Ricke Newsgroups: alt.tv.x-files.creative Subject: IRC #X (NC-17!) New Story (I went ahead and wrote it) Date: Sat, 5 Aug 95 23:44:08 -0500 Ok, I can't believe I wrote this for one, and for two that I'm putting it up here. Well, here's the latest idea that landed in my head and haunted me until I typed it up. The idea here is that you are reading the transcript of an IRC session (well, 2 actually) as it appeared on Scully's computer. If you don't use IRC or your server has different commands than the style I modeled this after here's a key: * = this line came from the computer, not someone talking @ = this person is the operator for the channel (has no relevance to the story, is just there for authenticity) # = channel with the name of ... XYZ> = The person using the nickname of XYZ said the next line *** = a virtual "action" -->*XYZ* = person XYZ sent this as a personal message, not to everyone on the channel /msg XYZ = send a personal message to person XYZ /who XYZ = tell me some info on the person using the nickname XYZ, usually gives the channel they are on and their e-mail address Anyway, this makes the story look somewhat complicated, but it isn't and IMHO, this is a really funny idea...because it *could* happen. If you don't use IRC you may not get it; if you do, I think you'll really like it. If you can wade through all this stuff above to read this story, PLEASE send me a note telling me what you think...good bad or indifferent (flames however will be ignored) This is very definitely NC-17! If you shouldn't be reading this then DON'T. Scully, Mulder and Melissa are borrowed without permission or malicious intent. Ok, enough jabber... +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- IRC #X (NC-17) or /who's /who? by: Kymberlee (kkaricke@delphi.com) *Starbuck has joined channel #scully *users on #scully @Mel Starbuck *Mel has changed the topic on #scully to Hey Dana, I got a new computer! Mel>Dana? Starbuck>Melissa? Mel>I see you got my e-mail. Starbuck>Yeah, what kind of computer is it? Mel> A Mac. I'm completely computer illiterate and the guy at the shop said this thing could run itself. Starbuck>Well, you must be doing something right if you're already on e-mail and chats! Mel>Yeah, a friend of mine is helping me out ***Mel tells Jason to say hi. ***Mel says Jason says hi. Starbuck>Where'd you two meet? Mel>Believe it or not we met 2 days ago on a chat. Turns out we only live about 10 miles apart. Starbuck>Do I want to *know* what kind of channels you hang out on ;)? Mel>Hey! Besides, you might be a little less serious (and frustrated) if you hang out on the channels I hang out on! Starbuck> MEL!!!!! Mel>Think about it Dana, where are you gonna find safer and cheaper sex? Starbuck>MEL!!!!! Mel> Worried about catching a computer virus, sis? ***Mel runs and hides. Starbuck> Go play with your new friend. I have a stack of reports to read tonight so we can get them filed on Monday. Mel>Go play??? Nice choice of words ;) Starbuck> MEL!!!!! Mel>Can't you come up with anything more creative? :) *user Mel has left #scully. Dana Scully signed off the channel and sat staring at the last page of virtual dialogue. She would never have admitted it to *anyone*, but Melissa really had her curiosity going. Sighing, she logged back in and asked for a list of channels. It scrolled and scrolled and scrolled. After about 5 minutes it finally stopped, she used the mouse to go back over the list. After changing her nickname to Kat, so she wouldn't be recognized (she hoped) she entered >/join #cybersex *users on #cybersex @ACop Night Serina @Michael soulserchr Vanity Elvira Johnson Kat Johnson>hi kat Serina>hi Kat Night> here kitty kitty kitty.... -->*soulserchr* Hi Kat. How are you? >/msg soulserchr I'm fine...you? -->*soulserchr*Lonely. >/msg soulserchr Oh...um... -->*soulserchr* I get the impression you haven't been here before ;) Night> Kat - you still here? Want to "chat"? -->*soulserchr* Why don't we move to a private channel. I can uh...talk you through your first time, so to speak Night>Kat??? Kat> Um...I'm here. -->*soulserchr* How bout we go to #searcher, and mark it as private? /msg soulserchr Ok. *user soulserchr has left #cybersex *user Kat has left #cybersex Vanity>way to go night - scared her off ...................... *Kat has been invited to join #searcher /join #searcher *users on #searcher @soulserchr Kat soulserchr> Hi there! Kat>hi. soulserchr>So, who are you? Kat> I'm d...Kat...who are you? soulserchr>Just a lonely guy :( Kat>What do you do? soulsercher>unfortunately I work for the govt. Kat>me too. Where do you live? soulsercher>east coast - you? Kat>same. soulserchr>what do you do? Kat>Work for the federal govt...doesn't everybody who lives on the east coast? :) soulserchr>So what were you doing on #cybersex? Kat>...um...do you really need to ask me that? soulserchr>you spying for those guys on the hill that want to ban anything "adult" from being on the internet? Kat>umm...no - what were you doing there? soulsercher>searching for my soul mate...might I have found her? Kat> ;) Maybe soulserchr> So kat, what do you look like? Kat>I have red hair, I'm sorta short, but in good shape, blue eyes - you? soulserchr>dark hair, swimmer's build (cause I swim), hazel eyes soulserchr>What are you wearing? Or are you? soulserchr> Kat, you still there Kat>yeah soulserchr>so...? Kat>um...blue jeans, and a work shirt over a white t-shirt. soulserchr>I'll bet blue makes your hair look like living flames Kat> what are you wearing? soulserchr> a towel...just got out of the shower. soulserchr>Kat...kat? You still there? You seem tense...I asked before if this was your first time...is it? Kat>well...yeah...virtually Kat> I mean on-the-computer virtually, not like more-or-less virtually soulserchr>I follow. soulserchr>How bout a back rub? Might help you loosen up. Kat> ok. soulserchr>Should we go into the bedroom, or just lay on the floor here. Kat>...whichever... soulserchr>How about if you just stretch out on the floor for now. Kat>ok, now what. soulserchr> I move over to where you are and straddle your slender hips. I start to massage your shoulders and neck, but I'm finding your shirts in the way. Can I take them off? Kat>sure soulserchr>I undo the buttons of your workshirt, slowly letting my fingers drift over your breasts as I do...next I undo the buttons on your sleeves, kissing each palm in turn. soulserchr>I slide the shirt over your shoulders and toss it aside. I tug your t-shirt out of your jeans and...hmmm...you're gonna need to sit up so I can pull your t-shirt off. Kat> ok, I roll over and sit up. soulserchr>good. I slide my hands up over your smooth, milky skin (you're one of those fair-skinned redheads aren't you?) and pull your t-shirt over your head and arms...hmm...no bra ;) Kat>yes I am...and how did you know I didn't wear a bra ? ;) soulserchr>Your skin feels so good, so warm...why don't you lay back down so I can finish your back rub? Kat>alright, I roll over on to my stomach and stretch my arms up over my head...awaiting your touch soulserchr> ooh...you're getting the hang of this...I slide my hands up your bare back. My thumbs working in small circles to work out the knots. I move from your neck to your shoulders and then down your back, letting my fingers graze the sides of your breasts. Kat>can you rub my lower back? I've spent the last couple days at my desk doing paperwork...I think I need a chair with lumbar support. soulserchr>of course. I knead your back with the heels of my hands, not too hard, I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Kat>Thank you. that feels much better. soulserchr>I lean down so that I can kiss your shoulders, your neck your cheek... Kat>Why don't you move for a sec. so I can roll over and face you? soulserchr> a *very* good idea. ***soulserchr moves aside. ***Kat rolls over ***soulserchr straddles your hips again. Kat>well...this is the first time I've had a chance to see your face. You're cute :) soulserchr> You're beautiful...now close your eyes Kat> They're closed...do you have a surprise for me? soulserchr>Hopefully a pleasant one...I kiss your full lips, sucking your lower lip into my mouth and running my tongue along it. Kat>don't bite me! :) soulserchr> never - at least not hard :) I release your lip and slide my hand into your hair and pull your face even closer, opening your mouth with my tongue and sliding it between your full, lucious lips. Kat>I slide my tongue over and around yours... soulserchr> My left hand still in your hair, I slide my right hand over your left breast, my thumb grazing over your nipple, it stiffens. Kat>You have such a gentle touch...I really like that. soulsercher> We continue to kiss...deeper and deeper, I slide my left hand out of your hair and down to the waistband of your jeans and undo the button and zipper. Kat>I slide my hand over your broad well-muscled chest and sit up so that I'm facing you. soulserchr>well, thank you for the compliment :) Want to sit on my lap? Kat>(you said you were a swimmer.) Kat>Sure, I'd love to sit on your lap :) ***soulserchr pats his lap in invitation as you climb up. Kat>I slide my legs around your waist soulserchr>I slide my hands inside the back of your jeans, gently squeezing your firm ass. Kat>I kiss your lips and your chin and start to slowly make a trail of kisses down your neck. soulserchr>I slide my fingers into the back of the waistband to your panties soulserchr> Stand up for just a sec...these jeans are becoming a definite obstacle Kat>I stand up so that my legs are on opposite sides of yours... Kat> I slide my jeans over my hips and down past my bottom...slowly...then I slide one leg out, then the other. soulserchr>I reach up and grab the waistband of your panties and slide them down. Kat> I step out of them, still standing over you, and very close. soulserchr> You have the most exquisite body...I look up and my hand follows my gaze until I touch you. Kat>my knees feel weak, so I sit back on your lap, but I pull your towel out from around you before I sit down. soulserchr>I hold you against me for a long moment, reveling in the feel of your skin against mine, then I pull your shoulders away from me, so that you can lay down in front of me, your legs still around me soulserchr>I put my hands on your shoulders and run them slowly all they way down...over your breasts, taking time to gently pinch your nipples, over your very flat stomach, down over the curls that cover what I want to touch most. soulserchr>But I don't for now...instead I slide my hands over your legs to your knees and around behind me to tickle your feet, but just a little. Kat> mmmm...play nice...please? soulsercher>I slide my hands back up your legs and slowly slide two fingers up inside of you. My thumb gently plays with your clitoris. Kat>don't stop, ok? Please don't stop. soulserchr>I slide my fingers in and out in a slow gentle rhythm. I can feel the tension building in you... Kat>I sit up on your lap and reach between us and take your swollen cock in my hands. I start to mimic your rhythm soulserchr> Are you ready? I want to be in you...be one with you... Kat> yes soulsearcher>I slide you back down onto the floor and lean myself over you. I lean down to kiss you and as you slide your tongue in my mouth, I slide myself into you. Kat>I reach up and wrap my hands around you. One hand around your neck, holding your face against mine, my other on your bottom feeling your motions with as much of my body as I can. soulserchr>I pull away from your kiss to watch the ecstasy start to cross your face as I feel myself coming close to an explosion Kat> I'm almost there...I can feel it coming, just a little bit faster... soulserchr>yes, I speed up just a little and then... Kat>Oh....... soulserchr> ah.......yes......yes......oh.......... soulserchr>I pull you close to me as we both drift off to sleep. Kat>I slide my arms around your shoulders and bury my face into your chest as I fall asleep - very happy Kat: /who soulserchr #searcher fmulder@fbi.gov (soulserchr) Dana instantly regretted having asked... In order not to tip her hand she had to play this one out...not that she *really* minded. She just hoped to *hell* he didn't do a /who on her! soulserchr> here - (O) Kat> ???huh? soulsercher> It's a virtual condom, for the next guy you meet in cyberspace :) *soulserchr has left #searcher Dana logged off and shut down her computer. She wasn't sure what to do. Kill her sister for talking her into this, came to mind. She decided to hope and hope and hope that he didn't run a /who on her and get to work on the reports she had brought home. Monday Morning: "Hi Dana" "Mulder," Scully said pleasantly. He had a really wicked grin on his face and she felt herself blushing an incredible blush. *Stop it* she told herself. *Mulder looks like that once a day, at least...especially when he's getting ready to present a new case. And we're about due for a new one. Maybe he doesn't know* His hands were behind his back, like he was hiding something. "Mulder, why are you hovering over my desk?" "I have a present for you," he looked for all the world like the cat that ate the cream. "Why?" was all Dana could think of to say. Mulder was being completely unsuccessful in hiding an amused grin. He pulled his surprise out from behind his back - a lumbar support cushion. "Couldn't get a whole new chair." Dana buried her face in her desk and Mulder could just make out an, "oh shit" as he started to laugh. "Don't you ever do a slash-who when you're on IRC?" he said with a gleam in his eye.