
Fund Raising Committee

To Ann, Hecate, Katie and her friend Alecia.  Special thank-you to Oosh for 
encouragement and editorial improvements.  If you appreciate this story, 
won't you please join me in supporting ASSTR with a donation?


By Lotuseater

Appropriately, the special fund raising session of the year 2000
Alt.Sex.Stories.Moderated conference began on Valentine's Day.

"I hope everything is satisfactory, ladies."  Tanya
Williams faced the quartet seated around the conference table.  "Please call
if I can do anything to enhance your meeting experience.  Enjoy!"

"Thank you,"  Ann Douglas beamed.  She faced her audience and stood
to address them. "Let's get down to business!"

Tanya turned the knob to exit just as the clock above the doorway showed
seven-thirty.  As the door closed behind the attractive black woman, Kim
Cheng couldn't help but take an appreciative glance at her shapely rear.
She returned her attention to the gorgeous trio seated with her in the
conference area.

Buxom Hecate was spectacular in a daringly low-cut glittering sequined
halter top, long red pony tail shining lustrously. Kim greedily drank in the
sight of Hecate's long legs, sleek thighs saucily peeping through the high
slit of a knee-length sheath skirt.

The Chinese girl turned her gaze on lovely blonde Katie McN's delectable
trademark seamed silk stockings, dainty feet as ever elegantly shod in black
Sergio Rossi five inch stilettos.  Kim somewhat guiltily searched for a hint
of the black garters that she knew Katie McN favored.

Kim regarded their moderator.  The renowned author was radiant, magnetic
blue eyes gleaming behind elegant black wire-rimmed glasses.
Lotuseater envied Ann's feminine form, clad in a simple blue dress.  Under
her sweater, Kim smoothed her black top over her torso. She wished for the
millionth time her hips were less boyishly slim, and felt conspicuously
underdressed.

"Well, we could ask authors to help out with a fundraising drive," Hecate
said in her clipped British accent.

"We c'd do a CD-ROM of stories written 'specially for fund raisin'.
Y'know, invite th' most pop'lar writers to do a collection jest for
th'occasion?"  Katie McN drawled sexily.  Kim could listen to that easy
voice for hours!

"A book of stories?"

"Yes, signed limited editions!"

"P'raps dramatize stories on audio tapes?"

"CDs?"

Kim felt oddly warm, and slipped her sweater off her
shoulders, draping it over her seat back.

"Calendars?"

Now Kim felt distinctly hot. She rolled up her sleeves. Was it anxiety from
her distinguished company, the stress of brainstorming, or from the early
supper they'd shared an hour before?

"Ask authors to authorize using previous stories for publication?"

"How about auctioning a commissioned story to the
highest bidder?  We'd take the winner's theme, or
feature them in the story."

"Oh, a round robin!"

"Some of us could come out of retirement," Katie looked meaningfully at Ann.

"Approach retired or inactive authors and solicit special stories,"
Ann's cheeks flushed faintly. "If we reach our fund raising target?"

"We could collect $1 donations for a 'Story of the Month'
campaign!"

"Tee shirts, or baseball caps?"

"Autographs?"

"Get the Bard to ask his adult film industry contacts if they'd be willing
to do a special video series of dramatized ASSM stories in return for
royalties."

Ann consulted her notes.

"Nice work, girls.  Let's take a break."

"Yes, let's." agreed Kim.  She stood and helped herself to a
glass of ice water.  Her forehead felt damp from heat.

Katie and Hecate rose and proffered glasses.  She poured, surreptitiously
eyeing their fine figures.  The blonde and redhead stood half a head taller
than Kim.  She felt a little less self-conscious when she noted Ann Douglas
was a little shorter than herself.

"Hot?" asked Ann.

"Very."

"Let's see about that," Hecate grinned slyly and slowly poured her
glass over Kim's chest.  Kim gasped as icy water hit her breasts.

As though acting in concert, Katie squealed.  "Let's cool y'all
down!"  She slipped Kim's top over her head.

Reflexively, Kim crossed her forearms protectively over her front.  Ann now
joined in to unhook Kim's brassiere from
behind.

"My, my!" Ann grinned mischieviously.   "Why, you'll catch your death, you
poor thing."

Kim felt flustered as Ann softly spoke in her ear.  "Let's get you out these
wet thing,"

Ann slipped under Kim's arms and cupped a breast in each hand.

Hecate slipped an ice cube in her mouth and leered at
Kim.  "Hmmm..." she considered for a moment, then touched
another ice cube to Kim's left nipple, between Ann's
splayed fingers.

The Chinese girl involuntarily arched her back at the
exquisite sensation. She was dimly aware of Kate and Hecate
shedding clothes while Ann continued her ministrations
to her aching tits.  The cold ice was the perfect aphrodisiac,
bringing her to a hardness of arousal she'd
never before experienced.  Kim covered Ann's hands in
her own, then accepted the ice and teased herself while
watching with wide eyes Katie and Hecate slowly strip Ann.

Nude but for the gold chain adorning her neck, Kim wondered
briefly what she'd done to warrant this attention.  She
just had time to appreciate that Hecate was a natural redhead
before the Junoesque girl laid her forearms on Kim's
shoulder and gently eased her to her knees.  Savoring the
heady fragrances of Hecate's muskiness, she dove nose
first into the aromatic depths of Hecate's womanhood.

The taller woman moaned and threw back her head as Kim
lapped thirstily at her already dripping pussy.  She felt
her juices cover Kim's entire face as the shorter girl
feasted herself on Hecate's treasure.

Ann watched as Kim continued to semi-absently apply ice
to the red tips of her own breasts.  She bent to take
the fingers of Kim's left hand into her mouth and suck
them insistently.

Kim felt Katie slide beneath her to probe her own nether regions.
Eagerly, she spread her legs to accommodate the
statuesque blonde.  Kim was rewarded with a thrusting tongue
that made her groan aloud, while Katie massaged her own
magnificent bosom.

Never taking her eyes off Hecate, Ann c
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