I'm posting it here because I realized that not everyone has access to the
crappy Yahoo Groups web page. I know that it took me ages to inally get
access to it.
=- Hat Trick -=
Part 1
A Skunkworks FanFic.
The Terrible Trio, Jim, and a couple others, who are used with permission
of their creators, are meant to simulate any person or persons living,
dead, real or imaginary. The rest I just made up.
Any similarities between real places, and events are purely coincidental.
Not to mention one hell of a fluke. (And in Lori's case, probably not
physically possible.)
WARNING! This story contains sex! (DUH! You wouldn't be reading it
otherwise.)
"Get in the damn car already, will you?" Demanded Jim, tapping his foot
impatiently as he waited for the Terrible Trio to pile in. "The hockey
game starts in less than 30 minutes."
Lori's face popped up from the back seat, broad tongue licking her muzzle.
"Cool, who's playing, the Rangers? The Red Wings?."
"Neither," growled Jim, "A friend of mine's junior-league team. If you
think that I'd be dumb enough to turn you loose in a crowded stadium, then
you've got another thought coming." Then quieter, "And I hope to god you
use it..."
Lori's face scrunched up in a real scowl, "Junior league? I don't wanna
watch a bunch of brats falling on their face."
"Got a choice. Get in the damn car, or stay here. remember, there's
still no electricity after your last stunt."
"It wasn't my fault this time!" was Lori's complaint. "Des dumped all
that water on us, and it leaked down, shorting out the fuse box."
Jim just covered his face, grumbling something as Natasha and Onyx piled
into the back seat.
The trip was thankfully quiet, the girls seeming to actually behave
themselves, for a change. Once arrived and parked at the large skating
complex, Jim led them in and up to the stands to the very top row, looking
down over one of four skating rinks. The girls looked around and then
Natasha was the first to notice, "Hey, those players are all girls."
Jim just nodded, "Yeah, women's league. I'm not stupid enough to let you
three monsters anywhere near those over-testosteroned young males.
"Sit your ass down there and don't move. I'll be watching you." When he
turned and headed down to one of the player's Lori just stuck her tongue
out, standing up. "I said _SIT_!" was shouted back up, without him even
looking back over his shoulder.
After chatting a few minutes, he headed back up, watching the girls
closely as he sat back down. "I'm impressed. You didn't run off."
Lori looked past her sisters, muttering quietly, "Yeah, yeah, Boss Hogg."
Jim looked over as he pulled out a sketchpad "What was that, Lori?"
"I said, I want a hot dog."
"Yeah, me too!" Chimed in Onyx. "And me!" from Natasha.
Jim dug into a pocket and fished out a couple of bills, handing them to
Natasha. "Go get eight hot dogs, two for each of us. And four cans of pop."
I'll go with you, chimed Lori, "I can help carry it."
Jim shook his head, "Sit your ass back down. One of you running around is
bad enough right now."
Folding her arms over her chest, Lori leaned back against the wall,
muttering under her breath.
It was only a short time before Natasha returned, bearing food and drink,
which was quickly distributed among the foursome. While the game below was
just starting up, Jim alternated between watching, and drawing for a bit
before heading back down to the bench, chatting a bit more with the players.
Onyx nudged Natasha and picked the dog up from the bun, lifting it up and
wrapping her lips around it, sucking and licking it very suggestively, with
much giggling from the Natasha, and Lori. (Who was not to be outdone).
Lori leaned back, pulling the jogging shorts she had on down to just below
her digitigrade knees, she reached one hand down between her spread thighs,
spreading herself open and lowering the hot dog.
Onyx nudged Lori, offering her unopened can of Coke, "Don't you think this
is more your size?"
"Hey, thanks, that'll work much better." And Lori tossed the hot dog,
grabbing the can, which she looked at a bit. "Heyyyy." She looked over to
her sister scowling, "Very funny. I gotta lube it up a bit first." Which
she did, with her tongue, mainly, coating the bottom end and sides with
saliva, while her fingers rubbed along her slit, wetting them a bit. The
can was lowered down, and Lori spread her thighs a bit wider, lifting on
foot up and placing it on the bench while she twisted the can, slowly
working it up into her. "Whoo, it's still a little cool." She closed her
eyes, letting out a soft sigh as the can was slowly pushed up into her
slick passage, leaving just the top peeking out.
Natasha whispered over, "Shit, Jim's coming back!", causing Lori to stand
up, pulling the shorts up in one smooth motion, legs still spread from the
can trapped inside her by the shorts.
Jim looked at Lori standing up as he returned to his seat. "Where do you
think you're going?"
"Um, nowhere, Jim." as she shifted her feet, feeling the cool can inside
her. "I was standing up for a better look."
"Mmm, well you won't see much better by standing, sit down already."
Lori nodded and sit down, managing not to react too much when the can was
pushed up past her outer folds, trapping it in her. "Hey Jim. I gotta go
to the bathroom!"
"Ok, ok. It's down, almost right below us. And stay out of trouble!"
But Lori wasn't listening as she headed down the stairs. Then along the
short corridor, pushing open the door marked "Washroom", not noticing that
it also said "Players." Once inside, she quickly pulled her shorts down,
setting them on the counter, and placing her footpaw on the toilet lid.
She reached down, gently opening her labia, and dipping her fingers inside,
fumbling a bit before she managed to get a hold of the tab with one claw.
She slowly started pulling it out, being careful not to pop the tab, as
that would probably make a hell of a mess.
Lori's gotten the top of the can out, and let go of the tab, about to grab
the top and pull it out when the door burst open, [Damn, forgot to lock
it!] thought Lori. A large female bear, standing close to seven feet tall
came in, turning and locking the door before she noticed Lori standing
there, one leg raised and the can of pop poking out between her legs.
Lori, as unfazeable as ever, quickly pulled the can out and offered it to
the ursine with a grin on her muzzle, "Umm. Want a pop?"
The she-bear looked Lori up and down, chuckling quietly as she reached out
with one large hand, taking the can. "Thanks." She raised it to her
muzzle, and a rather impressive tongue lashed out, wiping along the sides
of the can, quickly licking Lori's juices off it. "Mm, not bad. Got any
more where that came from?"
Lori looked the bear up and down a little before nodding, "For you, sure."
She moved up closer, reaching out with one hand, which the bear took in
her hand, pulling the sunk in closer. The other hand slipped down,
gripping Lori's rump, and lifting her up as she walked Lori back to the
counter. Lori hopped up on the counter, spreading her thighs wide. "This
what you're looking for?" Her hands slipped down, between her thighs,
spreading the pink flesh open.
"Mmm-hmm" was the only reply the bear gave as she kneeled down after
stripping her shirt off, exposing her heavy breasts. "By the way, my
name's Alexis." She placed her hands on Lori's thighs, gripping and
pushing them open a bit more as her head lowered, blocking the view, giving
her no idea what was going to happen, until Alexis' warm, wet tongue
lashed up along her spread slit. From the perineum, up along the spread
folds and over the hooded clit, then back down, just like painting.
After a half-dozen return trips, the bear's lips closed against Lori's
nethers in a rather lewd kiss, slithering that broad, strong tongue up
inside. Lori let out a few inarticulate groans as she felt the tongue
washing around inside her, her toe clawsflexing as well as a sharp gasp
getting forced out of her as Alexis rubbed against the hidden G-spot.
Lori was pretty quick on the draw, so to speak, as it wasn't long before
the very familiar waves of pleasure started rippling out from her groin.
Tilting her head back, she moaned low and long, shuddering against the
bear's muzzle.
Patting Lori's thigh, Alexis stood up, licking her muzzle, cleaning the
juices off it, while Lori, looked down, spotting a rather un-feminine bulge
in the front of her(Hir?) shorts. "Umm... What's THAT?" Commented Lori,
with a growing grin as she a quick estimation of size.
Alexis just grinned as shi pulled the shorts, a large and heavy sheath
bobbing in front of Lori, looking more than full, a bit of pink peeking out
from the tip.
"Lori grinned and then blinked a few times. "Heyyy. If you're a girl,
why do you have a cock?"
"I'm not a girl, dear." Commented Alexis. "I'm a she-male. Female up
top, but all-male down below."
Lori just lay back, legs spread and raised, "Good enough for me!"
End of Part 1!
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Ravenwood
AKA: Chris Nefedow
"Woah there, Paulyboy, somebody spilled 1980's all over you."
"Dr. Nesbit, I don't see how removing my shirt is going to help..."
"Tampering in God's domain since 1927!"
"Man, we were kicking so much ass until that Cuthulu prick showed up!"
Received on Fri Jan 18 2002 - 01:27:37 CST