1. A funny thing happened.. Pt1


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Extreme, Spanking, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 16.7, Source: sexstories.com

    the bitchy had vanished from his voice, "if I speculate, can you keep that lovely trap of yours shut?" Ok, so maybe not all the bitchy; I nodded. "When we did that George together up in Bar Harbor, we had this real honey of a Dance Captain. Her name was Holly Parsegian, do you know her?" I shook my head. "Not a surprise, I suppose. She'd be five-ten years older than you. She wasn't local, but she was kind of regional, you know? Maybe she lived in Boston, I don't remember. Anyway she was gorgeous: you know: one of those 0.2% body fat chicks that everybody just hates, flaming red hair, dancer's legs, the cute little butt, the big blue eyes; 5 foot-nothing, probably weighed 90 lbs soaking wet. Anyway, everybody would have hated her, except that she was just such a sweetheart: vivacious, never a harsh word for anybody, patient with the slower dancers, just good, good people. Well she had a real thing for our Semitic colleague, and since Sim and I had become friends, she told me about it, and asked if I could...what?...sort of find out what he thought...if he was—I don't know—available for sex. Or love, or romance; I don't know what all she had in mind, really. "And did you?" "Well I wasn't all Gracie Graceful about it, but I did finally tell him: told him straight out, in fact." "And?" "I don't think he believed me. I was prepared for...I don't know: excuses, justifications, or maybe excitement, anticipation. But he just flat out did not credit what I was saying; insisted that ...
    she could have her pick of any of...well, anybody. And then he said something like 'Besides I probably weigh something like two of her; I'd hate to break anything that delicate.' I think he meant it as a joke..." "But didn't I read somewhere that there are no jokes?" "Heaven help us! Theodosia, She-Bitch of Byzantium knows her Freud?" "Theodosia, She-whatever-the-fuck-you-just-said is going to give you an impromptu prostate exam with her riding crop right before the "Lovely" reprise, if you don't make nice!" "Oooh, promises, promises! I'm sorry, Ginny, seriously; it's like a reflex or something. But, no, I think you're right. I don't know if he was worried about actually hurting Little Holly Hobbit, or if he was just afraid of...maybe disappointing her? Hell, maybe he was threatened by that perfect little body. God knows I was, and I didn't even want to fuck her." At this point, Liz wandered in, looking like somebody who had spent an hour or so puking and sleeping, not necessarily in that order. Neither of us noticed her until she spoke: "Jackie my love, you're not going where I think you're going with this, are you?" Jack jumped—apparently with the muscles in his ass alone—something like half a foot straight up into the air. "Fuck me backwards, Bitch, you just scared me out of a year's growth. How long have you been listening?" Liz was silent, for a minute rubbing her eyes, then: "Ah shit, there was this great dick joke on 'a year's growth' just hanging there in front of ...