Message-ID: <42677asstr$1054113006@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Originating-Email: [ezriter@hotmail.com] From: "E. Z. Riter" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MIMEOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2800.1165 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 27 May 2003 20:20:23.0851 (UTC) FILETIME=[674BB7B0:01C3248D] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 27 May 2003 15:19:13 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} {EZ}{Flash} The Lioness Date: Wed, 28 May 2003 05:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw Flash fiction is 300 words or less. This is my story. Don't use it without permission. Copyright 2002, 2003 by E. Z. Riter (ezriter@hotmail.com) THE LIONESS By Ezra Zane (edited by Ruthie) Katherine was the archetypical combination of femininity and athleticism. At thirty-seven, she was past her prime as a tennis player, but not as a woman. Not with those thighs and that hard, flat belly. Not with that strength and flexibility. "Do you want her?" Laura asked. "Yes. Do you?" "Yes. I'll arrange it." At the party that evening, Katherine, clearly more interested in Laura than in me, came to us. Laura played the shy maiden as Katherine toiled to seduce her. We three adjourned to our house. "We use the hot tub in the nude," Laura said, blushing modestly. When I returned from the bathroom, Laura was talking intently. I stepped into the hot-tub and they floated to me. Katherine focused on me. Shortly, I fucked Katherine in our bed as Laura watched. When I rolled off her, Katherine turned to Laura. "Suck him until he's hard. Then fuck him again. This time put your heart into it if you want me," Laura commanded coldly. Katherine complied. Replete, I watched them have sex until the wee hours. I joined them, taking Katherine once more. It was near daylight when we slept. As she was dressing to leave, Katherine said to Laura, "Will you meet me somewhere?" "We only play doubles." Katherine looked at us both and seemed to understand. She said, "You're like a lioness-planning the hunt, making the kill, bringing home the trophy to your male. Are you always successful?" "Yes, I am," Laura purred. "Can we do this again, Sir Lion," Katherine asked me. "Can I have your ass?" Katherine trembled as she stared into Laura's cat's-eyes. She burned crimson as she nodded her head. The End -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+