Date: Tue, 29 Feb 2000 01:57:22 GMT From: Kim Cheng <kim_lotuseater@hotmail.com> Subject: Fund Raising Committee fffff Fund Raising Committee To Ann, Hecate, and the recuperating Katie. 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 $10 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 continued to lick and kiss Kim's fingers while slipping her own fingers into Katie's steaming cunt. "Ohhhhh, you hot bitch..." Katie hissed through clenched teeth as she writhed on the floor. "Glad to oblige," Ann whispered huskily. "Mind if I join you?" a new voice broke in. The four turned their attention to the newcomer. Tanya, the manager, had silently entered the room with a refreshment cart, which stood by the door while her hands were busy at her crotch and breast. "Please do!" invited Kim. She rose to her feet to greet Tanya. Kim couldn't wait to get her hands on Tanya. Fingers clumsy with desire, Kim unfastened blouse buttons while Tanya shrugged her blazer over her arms and shoulders. Meanwhile, Ann was now receiving Hecate and Katie's attentions. The redhead and blonde had the brunette sandwiched between them, Ann's face in Hecate's quim while Katie lay on top, alternating kisses between Ann's bottom and Hecate's face. Kim took Tanya's face in her hands and kissed the taller woman deeply and passionately. She felt Tanya's caress on her arms, her hips, her thighs and her buttocks. She let her own hands wander to Tanya's brown aureoles and the thick black thatch of her bush. "Mmmmm," sighed Tanya. "Oooh," replied Kim. Wordlessly they dropped to the carpet. Palm to palm, they clasped fingers and moistly merged their sexes together. Kim could feel the dampness of their mutual excitement trickle down her bottom as they settled into a rocking and grinding rhythm. The two women each supported their respective torsos on one elbow while gazing soulfully into each others' eyes. Faster and faster they rubbed and thrust, clitoris to vagina, asshole to asshole. Mounting sounds of passion coming from the trio behind them fueled their own ardor. "Yes, oh, yes!" came from Hecate's throat. Ann's sultry contralto was muffled between Hecate's thighs, but Kim could hear deep, throaty "unh's" coming in rapid succession from the brunette. Katie's loud breathing could be heard in the background, punctuated by sharp intakes of air each time Ann's diddling fingers found their mark. "Ohhhh...oh...oh..my..." Kim felt the electric tingling of orgasm begin deep in her loins as Tanya wriggled and clenched in time with her own motion. "I'm going to - going - uhh! Oh! Oh, God! Yes!" The sound of Kim's intense climax sent Tanya's own body into shuddering arrival of its own. She could only manage an inarticulate series of grunts as warm sweet honey ran from her pussy over Kim's. Ann, Hecate and Katie had shifted into a daisy chain, each woman delving deeply into the sex the next. With fingers, tongues, chins and noses they poked and prodded, rubbed and thrust. Katie was the first to cum, the violence of her ecstasy wracking her athletic frame. With a small cry, Ann gushed into Katie's waiting mouth just before Hecate did the same all over Ann's pert nose. "Welcome to the committee," gasped Kim when she managed to catch her breath. "Thank you," smiled Tanya. "I was wondering what would happen if I turned the heat up on my four favorite authors. I wasn't sure if I should have turned the air conditioning on before I came in, though." "No complaints, here," declared Ann. "I'll have to be sure you're assigned to us next year!"