A funny thing happened.. pt 3 - Sex Stories

A funny thing happened.. pt 3

... crooked finger or a raised eyebrow. And holy shit was I horny. I'd let our little game go on for a bit, but then I was going to throw my man on that bed and fuck his brains loose. Sim's tongue was in my mouth now, and his body was pressed so tightly against mine it felt as if he was trying to move through me. Another few seconds, and I'd forget about Liz and Carolyn and just...I broke off the kiss, pushed my poor slave away, and turned back to my fellow courtesans. "Now, ladies, how may I be of service?" 8. Lis and Caroline stared at me as I walked back toward them. Liz gave me a look like: "Don't stop on our account." Then, after a moment, Carolyn picked up the improv. "Um...ok, right. Well, I asked you two to come over because I'm...well, I'm a little worried about my maidenhead. I can't find it—actually, I don't really even know what it looks like—and I think I'm supposed to give it to Hero tonight, and..." she bit her lower lip, which made her look adorable and sexy at the same time. "I don't know how." Liz and I looked at each other. I deliberately kept my back to Sim; had to get my head back in the game. Liz sighed theatrically. "Sweetie, you remember that general; the big handsome guy who bought you before you and Hero got together? "Uh huh," Carolyn's face took on a slightly wistful look. Well it might. Calvin, playing the general, was all kinds of yummy: 6' 2", tri-athlete's body, handsome face, big green eyes, the whole package. Chris McGinty, our Hero, was cute ...

... in a loose-limbed kind of dorky way: 5' 11" and probably 140 lbs. soaking wet, but on the day he won his Tony Award—not that he ever would—Chris wouldn't look half as good as Calvin walking out of the drunk tank after a week on the streets main-lining kerosene—not that Calvin would ever do that. Carolyn had obviously spent some serious time in Calvin Fantasyland. She'd lost some of the Philia voice as she continued: "God, his arms! I just want to..." "Yeah, well..." Vibrata had decided to get Philia back in the building. "You know why he paid so much for you?" "Uh huh, 'cause I'm a virgin!" "And do you know what that means?" "Uh huh. It means I haven't put anything up my cunt." There was an alarming sound from the other end of the room as Sim tried to laugh, gasp and swallow at the same time; something like a mountain lion with a two-pack-a-day habit trying to bring up a hairball. While Pseudolus was busy disentangling his tongue from his windpipe, Vibrata and Gymnasia stared at the floor trying to wipe the grins off our faces. Sweet little Philia watched us all with a puzzled expression. Her face said: 'Did I say something wrong?' Her eyes said: 'Gotcha!' bit.ly/HoTS3x Liz, still grinning, muttered "Bitch!" under her breath, then louder: "That's right, Honey. Now tonight, after you're married, Hero is going to put something up your...um..."—she fought the giggles—"well, nice girls call it...um...Gymnasia, how do the better class of Roman maidens refer to their cunts?" I was ...