Letters from Cyberspace

By Christine Jacobsen and George Pappas

NEW IN TOWN & SEEKING ADVENTURE: I am a tall 510 MWF 23 curvy (36 D) brunette with blue eyes. I am new to this and I am not sexually experienced. I want to find someone to take me to new heights of sexual adventure. I would love to please a man who knows how to make me scream with orgasmic delight. Could this be you? No freaks, no phonies and no selfish lovers. Serious replies only. No games. I am looking forward to our sexual fun. Please e-mail if interested.

Christine shivered with nervous excitement. Posting such an ad was unthinkable in Provo. But she wasnt in Utah anymore. She was in Los Angeles and far away from her parents influence and strict Mormon upbringing...

So begins the erotic journey of Christine Jacobsen, the 23-year-old protagonist of a new fiction novel Letters From Cyberspace based on the email of real people. Stuck in a bad marriage, she uses her computer to create an adventurous alter ego named Noelle and explores her hidden sexuality, meeting a number of single and married men for hotel trysts. She later meets the love of her life, an actor from Beverly Hills named Robert.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Apr 29, 2001
• ISBN: 9781475910773

Christine Jacobsen

George Pappas is a writer and former journalist who lives in Long Beach, California. This is his first novel. Christine Jacobsen is a healthcare publicist and university student who resides in Carson, California. This also her first novel.

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Letters From

Cyberspace

George Pappas

and

Christine Jacobsen

Writers Club Press

San Jose New York Lincoln Shanghai

Letters From Cyberspace

All Rights Reserved © 2001 by George Pappas

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Contents

INTRODUCTION

PART ONE

CHRISTINE REINVENTS

HERSELF IN CYBERSPACE

MITCH FROM SEAL BEACH:

CHRISTINE HAS A CYBERFLING

SIR LANCE A LOT: NOELLE’S DATE

WITH MARRIED SEX MACHINE

CHRISTINE TRIES SWINGING: HER ADVENTURES WITH

AN INTERRACIAL COUPLE

LITTLE MOE:

THE LIMP ITALIAN STALLION

PART TWO

UTAH MEETS HOLLYWOOD: CHRISTINE

HAS AN AFFAIR WITH AN ACTOR

PART THREE

CHRISTINE FINDS

TRUE LOVE AND LOSS

EPILOGUE

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

For all the Noelles around the world struggling for sexual freedom.

Introduction

CYBERPROLOGUE

Romeo and Juliet.com?

In an updated version of William Shakespeare’s classic romantic tale, would the doomed lovers meet through the Internet? Would they have their own Web page? Would they create their suicide pact through electronic mail, commonly referred to as e-mail?

The media has made much about the computer’s impact on our love lives. The advent of the Internet has additionally raised a number of questions about a possible redefinition of modern romance.

Just how much have romance and sex really changed in this computer age?

Are cybersex and Internet romance nothing more than hype to sell newspapers or titillate viewers of tabloid magazine shows and talk shows? Are people finding sex, love and even marriage at the click of a mouse? Have cyberbars and chat rooms replaced the bar down the corner as a meeting place?

Fueling this new take on romance is the explosion of the World Wide Web. Since the early 1990s, the number of Internet users has jumped from three million to more than 200 million globally. Not surprisingly, the more popular Web pages are those concerning sex and romance.

But who are these people?

Well, they could be you and me.

This book aims to shed some light on the new phenomenon of Internet sex and romance. What follows are tales of lust, romance and

love as told through the e-mails sent by actual people. They could be yours. They could be those of your neighbors or even someone in your family. Some of you are only looking for sex. Others started out that way, but found romance instead. And still others found true love.

There is something unique about e-mail communication. Possibly because of its anonymous nature, people are comfortable revealing their innermost secrets and desires through e-mail. It truly is a modern confessional.

This lusty online story details the lurid adventures of a naive young woman in her early 20s, from Utah, named Christine Jacobsen. During her cyberspace journeys, Christine reinvents herself as a sexy alter ego named Noelle and discovers strength and an adventurous spirit in herself she didn’t think she possessed. Along the way, she finds the love of her life.

When Christine initially told me about her meeting complete strangers through using the Internet and having sex with them in hotel rooms, I was incredulous. I wondered how this quiet young woman with a strict religious upbringing could so quickly shed her sexual inhibitions.

That is here and more. Except for brief descriptive narration before each section where it is needed for story purposes, this book is comprised entirely of Christine’s e-mails and those of her lovers. It is an attempt to find out if lust, passion and love can actually thrive through a computer.

In contrast to the film You’ve Got Mail, this is Internet romance with an erotic edge. These are passionate, frank and even explicit emails of lust, sex and ultimately, love. There’s no cute dialogue from a 30’s movie here, just open and honest communication between people expressing real emotions. Only the names and places have been changed to protect the adventurous.

Undoubtedly, there is a dark side to the Internet. Some use this new technology to terrorize and harass others. They are called cyberstalkers. It is a growing threat, but the Internet’s problems are often overblown

in the media. Although it is an interesting issue, we won’t be dealing with cyberstalkers in this particular story. The Internet is just a tool. It can be used for good and evil. As in life, one must use common sense in all one’s dealings on the Internet.

So turn on your computer and click on your mouse. You have a lot of e-mail to read. Is that you pouring out your heart in search of lust, love and adventure?

PART ONE

Cyberlust: Type Dirty To Me

Christine Reinvents

Herself in Cyberspace

Christine Jacobsen wondered if she could pull it off. Could she reinvent herself through the Internet? It was an intriguing concept which had consumed her for the past several weeks and had finally brought her to this point.

Christine stared at her computer screen and pondered the ramifications of what she had just done. Moments before, with much trepidation, she placed a personal ad on a popular romance and sex web page.

NEW IN TOWN & SEEKING ADVENTURE: I am a tall 5’10 MWF 23 curvy (36 D) brunette with blue eyes. I am new to this and I am not sexually experienced. I want to find someone to take me to new heights of sexual adventure. I would love to please a man who knows how to make me scream with orgasmic delight. Could this be you? No freaks, no phonies and no selfish lovers. Serious replies only. No games. I am looking forward to our sexual fun. Please e-mail if interested.

Christine shivered with nervous excitement. Posting such an ad was unthinkable in Provo. But she wasn’t in Utah anymore. She was in Los Angeles and far away from her parents’ influence and strict Mormon upbringing.

Several months ago, Christine had moved to Los Angeles with her husband Jack Black, a university student. The move had sparked a sexual awakening in her that she didn’t yet understand. Los Angeles represented a dark and forbidden world for Christine. Her parents warned her against moving here, but the people she met fascinated her. They seemed so open and alive—and sexual. They were nothing like her family and friends back in Utah who never talked openly about sex except to warn against its dangers. The people she knew back home seemed dead in comparison to those she met in L.A.

Christine’s two-year marriage had also begun to change since the move. She was growing tired of her husband—a large, smug man in his early 30s—who reveled in making her feel stupid. His dream was to teach philosophy, but she wondered why someone so smart could know so little about human nature. He was at his worst in social situations. That is when he was at his most condescending, showing off his knowledge. In his eyes, most were not his intellectual equal.

Christine was the target of much of his cruelty as he rarely passed on an opportunity to criticize her. You’re so incredibly naive, he would tell her. I can’t believe some of the stupid things you say. You sure have a lot to learn.

Jack was determined to improve her education, suggesting philosophy books he wanted her to read. She tried to get through these thick books, but after reading 10 or 15 pages she was lost and bored. She preferred to read an erotic novel written by Anais Nin or Erica Jong.

You just like to read about sex, he would say in an irritated voice. Get your mind out of the gutter. Expand your horizons. Learn something new.

He also told her how to act with his friends. You don’t want to come across as stupid, do you? he asked her. This embarrassed and angered Christine, but she didn’t confront him about it. She loathes confrontations.

When they met three years before, Christine needed Jack’s guidance. He was a father figure for Christine, who had a strained relationship with her own father, a cold, uncommunicative man. Jack’s intelligence is what initially attracted Christine when they met in college in Utah, but now his analytical mind repelled her. She was beginning to chafe against his control.

Jack was also spending more time at California State University Long Beach working on his Master’s degree and Christine suspected he was doing more than studying. She felt neglected and abandoned, a university widow.

She became consumed with doubts about their relationship. On the nights Jack was at school, Christine longed for affection and attention. She wasn’t used to being alone all the time, growing up in a family of five children. She was confused and hurt.

Is this how marriage is supposed to be? she wondered.

The weekends were worse. Jack ignored her and worked on his school thesis in their small apartment in Torrance.

When Christine finally told Jack about her loneliness, he responded by declaring he wanted an open marriage and for her to find a lover. She was shocked and bewildered.

I don’t know……if I can do that, she said.

Come on. It’s just sex, Jack said condescendingly. I know I can’t always be here to take care of your needs. I just want you to be happy. Maybe. eventually we can even have a threesome together. It’s no big deal.

Jack then confessed that he recently had a short affair with a young woman in one of his classes. He broke it off after a month when his lover wanted to have a relationship.

It was just sex, he said flippantly. When she wanted more I broke it off. I would never have a relationship with anyone but you. I only love you.

Even if Jack condoned it, she questioned if she could break her wedding vows. Not that Jack was the lover of her fantasies. Christine thought he was too rough and lacked imagination in bed. During and after sex, he also avoided showing her any real affection, shying away from caressing and holding her. It was just hard fucking for him. After a while, they had sex less frequently and when they did, it was short and unsatisfying. Her sex life had become essentially: wham, bam, thank you Jack.

One recent night after they had sex, Jack asked Christine if she was satisfied.

His question caught her off guard. Christine didn’t want to hurt his feelings so she lied.

Sure….of course…… like always, Christine told him, hoping he wouldn’t detect the frustration in her voice. It was good. Why do you think I am not satisfied? I love you.

I love you, too. I was just wondering. It’s nothing, he said, smiling awkwardly.

I just can’t tell him. Well….sex isn’t everything. I still love him, she told herself.

As she had done all of her life, Christine hid her dissatisfaction and poured her energies into a new job at a public relations firm in downtown Long Beach. Despite her enthusiasm for the work, nothing helped. She was depressed and lonely and convinced something was wrong with her. She fantasized more frequently about having sex with other men. It was her temporary escape and she was becoming obsessed about what it would really be like to feel a stranger’s hands on her body.

One afternoon she sat at her desk at work and imagined a thin, dark Latin man fucking her from behind in a hotel bed. Her panties were wet. She wanted to touch herself, but she resisted. Her boss was in the next room. How would she explain herself if she were discovered? She doubted if masturbation was covered in her job description.

Exploring her stranger fuck fantasies in a real life situation was another matter. Christine knew taking a lover was huge step and contrary to all she had been taught about marriage. She still doubted if she could actually go through it. Christine felt she was a stranger in a strange land.

Several weeks before she placed her online personal, Christine was home alone and feeling restless. She drank a large glass ofVodka and then logged on to the Internet. As she explored a number of provocative Web pages and chat rooms, men sent her suggestive online messages. This amused and excited her. The alcohol had released her inhibitions and she became intensely aroused by the attention from these cyberstrangers.

Hey baby….wanna cyber?……Are you naked? Do you like to suck

cock?…… Do you swallow? I would rock your world, baby You sound

so hot I want to get you hot and wet….Do you play without your

husband? Do you fuck on the first date? Do you want to meet in

the flesh????

Talking nasty on the Internet gave her an unexpected adrenaline rush. It was like a drug and she was hooked.

The following day as she nursed a nasty hangover, Christine pondered her virgin cyberexperience. She realized the Internet could be a means of unlocking her erotic dreams and feelings, pushing her closer to fulfilling her fantasies. It was not jealousy of her husband’s infidelities or revenge that drove her, but a sense of adventure. She craved the kind of sex she read about in women’s magazines—wild, provocative and sensual. Christine created a cyberspace alter ego named Noelle who exhibited personality traits she thought she lacked: sexiness, sophistication, eroticism and intelligence.

She then set up her own private web address that her husband wouldn’t have access to, but Christine doubted if he would care anyway. Still, she didn’t want to take any chances.

He told me to find a lover, she reminded herself.

Several days later, when she checked her personals mailbox she was surprised to find responses from more than 50 men wanting to meet for sex. Christine was overwhelmed with fear and excitement as she read the ad responses, wondering if she could actually fuck a stranger. An affair would be new and scary territory for her, representing a break from her suffocating past. There would be no going back. Yet despite nagging doubts, Christine was determined to bring some excitement to her tedious life. She was always the shy and sensible one, afraid to take a chance. Now, she craved unpredictable situations.

Jack opened the door, she reassured herself. Whatever happens, happens. It will all come out in the wash.

Mitch From Seal Beach:

Christine Has a Cyberfling

SATURDAY, APRIL 4, 6 p.m.

TO: NOELLE4FUN.CUM FROM: SBMITCH.CUM

SUBJECT: YOUR INTRIGUING AD

I’ll begin by saying that I am not a freak, a phony or a selfish lover. I know you have no reason to believe me, but I am sincere above anything else.

I am a normal, clean, attractive, white male, 32,5-7,185 pounds who lives in the Seal Beach area. I would love to help you reach new heights of orgasmic ecstasy. Nothing excites me more than pleasing a woman. I know you need more than just a hit and run affair with someone you’ve met in a bar, someone who rolls over and falls asleep while you lay there unsatisfied. I prefer all day sex fests that leave you totally spent, fulfilled and satisfied with the wonder of how good sex can be.

Does that sound like fun to you? I would be interested in anything you would like to learn or try and would not push things you would not.

I am kind….not cruel and pushy. I won’t pursue my pleasure at the expense of your comfort. I just want you to feel good. Let me be the one to make you quiver with desire.

I am free most days—so e-mail me if you are interested and even if you are not. Looking forward to fulfilling most of your erotic dreams.

SATURDAY, APRIL 4, 7:20 p.m.

TO: SBMITCH.CUM FROM: NOELLE4FUN.CUM

Subject: ATTENTION

Mitch,

I am into attention. I am with a man who is writing a thesis and studying philosophy at Cal State Long Beach. He does not have the time, the energy or the interest to give me the attention that I need.

In fact, I am alone tonight. My husband is working on his thesis at school and he has left me here in our apartment in Torrance. I don’t know anyone here. It gets very lonely sometimes.

What do I fantasize about? I want a man who will devote himself to me for a night. This is something I never get from my husband anymore. He doesn’t have time for me. That’s the bottom line. He doesn’t understand my needs for attention and pleasure. I have a good heart and I am a nice person. I will show you only the utmost respect and appreciation.

I love men who are in their thirties because they are direct, focused and know how to treat a woman. I also like men with a real job and a future—even though it is not with me. I am usually extremely shy in person, but for some reason the Internet brings out the adventurous side of me.

I may not look the part of a temptress with my pale freckled skin, big blue eyes, dimpled chin, but don’t be fooled. I may appear the epitome of an innocent Middle America farm girl, but underneath I am hungry and wild for new experiences. I want to surprise you. I want to rock your world.

I will treat you well. What are you into? What do you want a woman to wear? What do you like about women? What do you fantasize about? Tell me more about yourself. What do you do? What do you like, etc.?

I am in public relations. I put doctors in the news. I love my job and I am a workaholic.

I grew up on a farm in Utah with a very traditional family. I am the oldest of five kids. I have played the role of the dutiful daughter all of my life. I never questioned my parents’ beliefs even though I knew in my heart that I couldn’t live according to the Mormon faith as they had done. Sex was a forbidden subject in my family. The only time my mother mentioned sex was to warn me about its consequences. One of my mother’s favorite sayings was Lust is the Devil’s work! She used to tell me that all the time. Despite all of that, I am breaking free from the restrictions of religion and tradition.

By the way, are you as good as you say you are or do you just tell me what I want to hear?

Tell me what you can teach me. Noelle

P.S. I am also free on weekends.

SUNDAY, APRIL 5, 6 p.m.

TO: NOELLE4FUN.CUM FROM: SBMITCH.CUM

Subject: You will not be disappointed.

Hi,

I am not an arrogant person and I hate anyone who brags, but the last woman I was with told me she came more in one night than during her entire 10 years of marriage. I doubt you will be disappointed.

I am sure there is always someone better, but I have been around. The women I have been with always enjoyed themselves. At least, that is what they told me. You never really know. It depends on your honesty

about your feelings. But I really love sex and that’s what makes it so good. The more passionate, the better. What would I teach you?

Well, first how to relax and enjoy yourself. I want you to feel free to be yourself and to do whatever you want. Being open-minded is the key to great sex.

I have known women who love oral sex but are afraid to say so. Their sexual experience is unsatisfying as a result. Once you relax and are honest with no fear then things can really take off. Then you can start to experiment with fantasies, different positions and whatever else you desire. Before you know it, you’re on a wild adventure going where you never imagined.

When you say free on weekends is that day, night or both? What about any days during the week? Hope we can get together soon. Mitch

P.S. I am not trying to say what you want to hear. I am just being honest. I think we can have a lot of fun. E-mail me soon. You have piqued my interest as well.

SUNDAY, APRIL 5, 9:20 p.m.

TO: NOELLE4FUN.CUM FROM: SBMITCH.CUM

SUBJECT: Answers to questions

Hey Noelle,

How is your day going? I hope it is going well? I just returned home and read your e-mail again. I will try to answer some of your questions. What do I fantasize about?

Well, I don’t have an extensive fantasy life. I mean, I don’t have any particular fantasy like of a