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St: An All Too Short a Life (MF, sex)

This is one of my two entries for the "2004 Fishnet Flash Contest" run
by Desmona http://www.desdmona.com/contest.asp.  It is one of the 270
entries that did not get even an honorable mention.  It is fiction and
has sex.  If this is offensive to you, please leave now.=20

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.  E-mail: YLeeCoyote@mail.com


An All Too Short a Life
By
Y. Lee Coyote

It was Valentine Day when he got me home after a wonderful night.  He
waited until after we had stripped to give me the heart-shaped box.  I
was sure it was just chocolates.  It was more.  There was also a pair of
super shear black silk stockings.  I popped a luscious dark morsel into
his mouth and he one into mine.  Both our crotches were swollen with
desire as we caressed each other with the sensuous black silk stockings.

He knelt to slide them over my feet and up my legs.  Even my goose bumps
had goose bumps.  When he got them both on, he went down on me.  I held
his head close with my luscious black silk stocking covered legs until I
swooned.

He caressed my legs until I recovered.  I was still helpless as he
lifted my silk covered legs to his shoulders.  Cupid's own arrows were
not harder than his love shaft which he slid into my hot welcoming love
canal.  He fucked me long and hard while kissing my legs through the
block silk stockings until he fell exhausted.

By the time the sun rose the super shear black silk stockings were in
tatters.  We put then back into the chocolate box and buried then in the
back yard.  They had a very short but very exciting life.  We will never
forget that wonderful pair of super shear black silk stockings.

The End

=A9 Copyright A.I.L. February 19, 2004

Y.

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