My First Experience of the Internet
We remember when this was all fields, and lived a furtive life of dial-up modems and dodgy newsgroups. Tell us about how you came to love the internets.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:56)
We remember when this was all fields, and lived a furtive life of dial-up modems and dodgy newsgroups. Tell us about how you came to love the internets.
( , Thu 22 Mar 2012, 11:56)
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mangina
At a mates house some time in the 90s
Wavy lines
My pal showed me what he'd found via the magic of his 56k modem. Adult chat network was a significant collection of boards covering a multitude of perversions where (so far as I could tell) a bunch of dribbling shut-ins would await a female then compete at flirtation in order to entice the victim into a private chat and 'cyber' them.
Things became nauseating when my (then) friend logged out and signed back in as a bi-curious female named mangina.
Like rubber-necking a nasty road accident, I them witnessed him accept the flirtations of the ravenous horde and soon after engage in private chat with a 'lucky' punter.
I can't remember much detail, but basically mangina put across that 'she' liked anal play and encouraged the gibbering monkey spanker to follow suit. There was something about trying to get four fingers in his jacksie then the typing stopped. An enquiry was met with reply that he was bleeding pretty bad and would have to go.
I've never felt so shocked or nauseous online until some twat on here mentioned jarsquatter and I looked that up.
Oddly enough, I happened to lose touch with the sadistic fucker i'd called my friend.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2012, 13:41, Reply)
At a mates house some time in the 90s
Wavy lines
My pal showed me what he'd found via the magic of his 56k modem. Adult chat network was a significant collection of boards covering a multitude of perversions where (so far as I could tell) a bunch of dribbling shut-ins would await a female then compete at flirtation in order to entice the victim into a private chat and 'cyber' them.
Things became nauseating when my (then) friend logged out and signed back in as a bi-curious female named mangina.
Like rubber-necking a nasty road accident, I them witnessed him accept the flirtations of the ravenous horde and soon after engage in private chat with a 'lucky' punter.
I can't remember much detail, but basically mangina put across that 'she' liked anal play and encouraged the gibbering monkey spanker to follow suit. There was something about trying to get four fingers in his jacksie then the typing stopped. An enquiry was met with reply that he was bleeding pretty bad and would have to go.
I've never felt so shocked or nauseous online until some twat on here mentioned jarsquatter and I looked that up.
Oddly enough, I happened to lose touch with the sadistic fucker i'd called my friend.
( , Fri 23 Mar 2012, 13:41, Reply)
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