A funny thing happened.. pt 3 - Sex Stories

A funny thing happened.. pt 3

... lace at the top and the bottom, transparent between, her dark brown nipples proud and erect, and totally visible. A matching cincher circled her waist; it began just below her bellybutton and left just a glimpse of red g-string visible in front and a good couple inches of silky ass-cheeks behind. Garters connected the cincher to red lace-top stockings, and she had shinny red pumps with a three-inch heel to finish off the ensemble. She wore a bit more makeup than usual, and she had this kind of wild girl top knot thing going on with her hair: high ponytail with some serious rubber-bandage giving it this shaft out of which this fall of curls and kinks fell like a fountain. She looked fierce as well as hot, like some exotic sex goddess who'd just risen from some strenuous fucking and was hungry for more. She stalked up to Carolyn, said "Hello, little sister," grabbed her by the face and kissed her, long and hard. I'm still not sure if Carolyn was expecting it. She squealed at first, struggled a bit, and then allowed herself to relax into the kiss, moaning softly as Liz's tongue explored her mouth. The kiss went on for a while. Then, with sigh, Liz/Vibrata pushed her away, and pretty little Philia squeaked "Oh my!" before turning back to say: "Hello Vibrata." Then she turned and looked at me, a little nervously. Was that an act, or was the little minx wondering whether I would kiss her too. She said: "Hello, Gymnasia." I had been watching Sim. A couple of paces behind Liz, I'd ...

... seen him take her in: red lingerie, fuck you stride, legs, hair, lips. I'd watched his eyes widen as he'd watched her ravage Carolyn's mouth. I wondered if his cock had stiffened as he watched; I looked but couldn't tell under the folds of his half-toga. I assumed it had; I could feel my pussy moistening. All well and good, but this was my show, and Sim was—or I hoped he was going to be—my guy. So if Liz's little move had made his cock hard, I was determined to make his cum in the dance belt he'd better not be wearing. I stepped forward into the light of one of the halogen lamps, saw his eyes track the movement, and watched them travel the length of my body. I stood still for a moment letting him take me in, hoping the basic male desire to ogle a female in heat would overcome Sim's respect for his friend and colleague, Ginny. Turned out not to be a problem. Good. I'd gone to some trouble to make sure it wouldn't be. My hair was down, messy-sexy, a cascade of strawberry blonde waves and curlicues it had taken me hours to get just right. My makeup was heavier than usual, and a little severe: rouge highlighted my cheekbones, pencil and mascara darkened my brows and lashes, slate blue shadow emphasized the blue of my eyes, and blood red lipstick made my lips look wide and moist, and maybe just the tiniest bit...wicked. I had put a lot of thought into my outfit. What would a sexually insatiable Amazon bitch goddess wear for her lover? I considered but rejected a pure-dom look. Sure, ...