; ; Chris enjoyed the company of both women from his office. They were all ; attractive people. Chris, a tall blonde had a lean athletic build ; since he enjoyed both long distance running and weightlifting. Stacie, ; a redhead, had a very womanly figure, maybe a few extra pounds, but ; all of them in the right places including very voluptuous ; breasts. Cindy, the brunette, was thinner and more athletic looking ; with small but perky breasts, yet her nipples always seemed to be ; erect. And her butt, when she wore a tight pair of pants or a clingy ; satin dress, like she had on tonight, there weren’t many men that ; weren’t picturing how good she must look in just a pair of satin ; bikini panties barely covering those tight, upturned cheeks. All three ; were single and had been hanging out together for some time. This, of ; course, had started many a rumor of three-ways back at the ; office. Chris didn’t mind the rumors, rather he was very excited by ; the idea . He was adventurous, and would love to have both women in ; bed at the same time. Stacie too would have enjoyed an affair with all ; three. After all she was comfortable in her own sexuality and ; occasionally enjoyed the touches and kisses of another woman without ; questioning the deeper meaning. Hell, it just felt good. And she loved ; sex in most anyway she could get it.
; ; Cindy, on the other hand, would never go for anything that ; "wrong". She and Chris had dated a few times which had even led to ; some light petting. But Cindy always stopped him saying it wasn’t ; right since they weren’t married. Chris would honor her wishes, but ; he always knew she was hiding behind someone else’s ; morals. Probably her very strict parents that Chris had met ; once. Don’t ask how the topic came up, but from what he gathered, ; they had passed on their believes that sex was inherently wrong and ; should only be done to produce children for properly married ; couples. And, then he guessed, after the correct amount of children ; were born, they would never have sex again. But he knew that Cindy had ; a secret wild streak somewhere inside her, because, even with the ; little petting they had done, she would become very aroused and he ; could see something in her eyes that wanted more. So he waited. Maybe ; here in New Orleans with the relaxed atmosphere she would finally let ; her hair down. U nder the proper conditions, maybe a three-way ; wasn’t out of the question.
; ; Now Stacie and Chris had made love several times. He loved how daring ; she would become and she truly enjoyed sex, just as much as him. And ; her orgasms. He would lose count of how many she had in one night. She ; loved every position. She loved when he just used his fingers on her, ; or his very talented tongue. He seemed to be able to screw her with ; his tongue alone, diving deeply into her and then back out to drive ; her wild by flicking his tongue over her sensitive love button. And ; then there was his manhood. Not the biggest she had every seen, but ; definitely the best. It was smooth and perfect, just long and thick ; enough - and he was able to stay hard for hours. Which was exactly ; what she loved, because when she got going, she was in no mood to stop ; and wait for him to recover. The other thing she liked about making ; love to Chris -- her orgasms and her pleasure seemed to turn him on ; even more. Unselfish was woefully inadequate when describing his ; love-making. He wanted to please her in every way. He never seemed ; that concerned with his own orgasms. He truly wanted to do everything ; for her, to make sure she experienced the ultimate amount of pleasure.
; ; Stacie and Chris were both enjoying all the excitement of Bourbon ; Street and the palpable sexual tension. They didn’t want to ditch ; Cindy (again Chris had a nice little fantasy playing out in his head), ; but she just seemed to be resisting the same urges they felt from all ; the sexual images surrounding them. The streets were fairly crowded ; and occasionally people would bump into the trio. No big deal, hell a ; few well-endowed women seemed to make a point of pressing their ; breasts into Chris as they slid past. But Cindy was becoming ; irritated, he guessed because some of the men were probably grabbing ; her perfect butt as they went by. Chris decided that it would be best ; if they got off the main street and possibly into one of the shops, ; partly because he wanted to protect Cindy, but also because he wanted ; to keep her around to hopefully find something that would arouse ; her. Cindy would feel safer and he could continue to engage them both ; in conversation to keep the evening, and maybe a seduction, going.
; ; When Chris suggested this course, Cindy quickly agreed, but Stacie was ; a little reluctant. She was enjoying the excitement, but to make her ; friends happy she went along. After all, she was starting to get very ; frisky and would love to get Chris, or even Cindy for that matter, in ; a situation where she could relieve a little of her own sexual ; tension. And then she spotted the perfect shop. It was offset back ; from the other shop fronts, somewhat unassuming until she say the ; merchandise in the window. It was a lingerie store. It immediately got ; Stacie’s blood going, but she had to be careful when she suggested ; it so as not to scare off Cindy. Some of the articles were quite ; tasteful, but some were more definitely in line with Stacie’s ; personality. When she suggested they all go in the lingerie store she ; skillfully directed Cindy’s attention to a long satin gown, very ; moderate, but also very beautiful. She could see by Cindy’s gaze ; that she did like the gown but then she started to falter. She ; started balking, saying she didn’t think it was appropriate for the ; three of them to go into a lingerie store. Chris, realizing the ; advantages of Stacie’s plan, quickly offered a compromise. He ; suggested that the girls could go into the store together to look ; around and he would wait outside so as not to embarrass Cindy. With ; that and Stacie’s urging, Cindy agreed. They both headed inside, ; while Chris waited outside, secretly thinking how the two women ; shopping for lingerie and Stacie's encouragement might be just what ; Cindy needed to realize her own sexual desires. Hopefully those ; included Chris, and maybe Chris and Stacie together with Cindy.
; ; On their way into the store, both Stacie and Cindy were struck by the ; detailed mannequins the shop was using. Through the glass of the ; display windows with the low lighting they couldn’t really tell, ; but once inside they saw the mannequins actually looked like extremely ; detailed stone sculptures. It added such an air of elegance to the ; lingerie that even Cindy was looking at items that seemed too risqué ; for her tastes. The displays featured all types of lingerie to suit ; every taste. There were elegant evening gowns like the one Cindy had ; seen in the window, made of a satin material that draped like some ; frozen liquid from the feminine curves of the stone mannequin. There ; were teddies and baby-dolls, some quite tasteful, some almost ; completely transparent showing off every womanly detail of the stone ; mannequin. Cindy couldn’t resist a closer look. She had some art ; background and assumed these were just well-designed mannequins ; painted with a marbling effect to make them look like stone ; statues. But as she got right up to one of the mannequins wearing a ; completely sheer robe, she noticed that the detailing went far beyond ; any mannequin design she had ever seen before. Every detail was ; there. Even though the mannequin’s hair was a solid mass, she could ; still make out all the individual strands. The nose, the ears, the ; mouth all perfectly carved to duplicate a real woman’s ; features. The breasts, clearly visible under the transparent robe, ; were not just round mounds, but perfectly detailed breasts, slightly ; larger than her own, but with that same perky upturn and large areolas ; surrounding the erect nipples. Cindy had a twinge of guilt as she ; scanned down the body, past the statue’s flat stomach with a ; detailed belly button, to the groin area. Again she was amazed, and ; somewhat shocked, at the detail of the statue’s carved ; womanhood. Instead of just a smooth, non-sex crotch, this statue had a ; mound of hair, again with individual hairs visible and behind them ; what appeared to be the folds of a vagina. Cindy looked at the rear of ; the statue and there was a perfectly toned peach-shaped butt, complete ; with the deep crack between the two soft cheeks. Cindy again raised ; her head to look once again at the face. There were even eye lashes ; carved into this statue. And then she saw the expression on the ; statue’s face for the first time. The artist had captured the look ; of pure ecstasy, as if the artist had seen the model in the throes of ; passion just prior to an orgasm. Cindy couldn’t resist anymore and ; reached out to touch the statue’s shapely butt. She couldn’t ; believe how good the hard stone felt under the sensuous lingerie and ; without realizing it began to fondly caress the statue’s smooth ; butt cheeks.
; ; "You like the attention to detail of my displays?" The voice startled ; Cindy so much she jumped back away from the statue, her heart beating ; wildly in her chest. Standing behind her was a woman of truly exotic ; beauty. Even her voice had some hint of an unknown accent to it. Cindy ; apologized for being startled and stammered out an explanation as to ; why she was staring so intently at the statue, feeling somewhat sinful ; for having paid so much attention to this sensual statue. When she had ; calmed down enough, she began to take in the full beauty of the ; woman. She was obviously mature, probably because of the absolutely ; confident way she carried herself, but her skin tone and features made ; her seem much younger, almost as if she was ageless. Her green eyes ; were captivating as she stared pleasingly into Cindy’s eyes. Her ; face perfect, like some classic work of art or statue of a Greek ; goddess Cindy had seen long ago in her art books. Her silky hair ; almost begged to be touched, long and sweeping, pulled back in a ; simple ponytail which draped over her left shoulder. And her figure, ; like Stacie’s only better. Very womanly, not some emaciated model, ; but a true woman with very definite and soft curves. Her ample breasts ; swinging unrestrained beneath her red silk blouse with gravity pulling ; them down just enough to prove they were natural, but still very ; toned. Cindy could even make out the soft outlines of her nipples, not ; yet fully erect, rubbing against the shiny fabric. Her slender waist ; flows into her womanly hips. And peering out from her short microfiber ; black skirt, the most perfect legs Cindy had ever seen. They looked ; like the legs of the famous pinup girls, encased in the same shiny ; nylons of the forties.
; ; By this time Stacie had made her way over to Cindy and the ; shopkeeper. Stacie too noticed how attractive she was - and she ; didn’t have the same reservations as Cindy about letting her ; attraction show. Stacie even noticed that Cindy’s face was flushed ; and wondered if this was just what Cindy needed to break out of her ; shell. Stacie thought, that perhaps later, back at the hotel, maybe ; the two of them could finally get together with Chris. Maybe they ; could even invite this striking woman along. That would really test ; Chris’s staying power. They shopkeeper extended her hand, first to ; Cindy and then Stacie and introduced herself as Alexandra Manos and ; told them that she was the owner of this store. Stacie, being the ; bolder of the two younger women, asked her about her accent and where ; she was from. Ms. Manos told them her family had recently immigrated ; from Greece where for countless generations her family had lived, ; settled on a small island near Greece. Both of the young women took an ; instant liking to Ms. Manos, complimenting her on her shop. Cindy then ; surprised Stacie by asking Ms. Manos about the statues she used as ; mannequins. Ms. Manos explained that lingerie stores are everywhere, ; particularly in New Orleans, and that to distinguish herself from the ; competition she choice more elaborate décor, complete with simulated ; statues. She told them that the statues give the lingerie a more ; elegant feel, as if the lingerie itself can create these beautiful ; works of art and thereby make the women that wear it as lovely as ; these classic statues. She added that being from Greece, she also has ; a long-standing fascination and fondness for the classic nude statue.
; ; Both of the young women agreed with Ms. Manos, how the statues gave ; the lingerie and almost mythical elegance, commenting on several of ; the nearby garments and how beautiful they were. Stacie noticed that ; Cindy seemed to be more fascinated with the statues, while she herself ; was starting to picture very sexual images of being with their host, ; Ms. Manos. With a sly and understanding look at both women, Ms. Manos ; suggested that they should try on some of the lingerie, that she had a ; knack for selecting the perfect garment for every woman who came into ; her shop to make them even more attractive and alluring. She even ; joked slightly about how she had selected the perfect lingerie for ; each of her statues to make them even more beautiful. Stacie jumped at ; the chance, probably hoping that by trying on the lingerie should ; could maneuver Ms. Manos into helping her and seeing if the close ; contact generated any sexual advances from the statuesque Alexandra ; Manos. Cindy, still somewhat ashamed of her own feelings - her ; attraction to the beauty of the nude stone statues, hesitated ; explaining that Chris was still waiting outside and perhaps they ; should be going. Stacie reassured Cindy that Chris wouldn’t mind ; waiting once he knew that the two of them had purchased some sexy ; lingerie. Ms. Manos even suggested that Chris might like to come ; inside and wait in comfort for his friends. With a surprisingly sexy ; undertone she suggested that he might like to try on some of the ; men’s underwear that she had in another section of the shop. That ; thought appealed immensely to Stacie, trying on lingerie for Chris and ; him doing the same for them, each parading in front of the other in ; their sexiest outfits, but seeing Cindy’s look, she decided Chris ; should remain outside, at least until Cindy relaxed a little.
; ; Alexandra Manos wandered around the store with Cindy and Stacie ; looking at the various outfits. Finally she came upon a cream colored ; short camisole top and tap pant set. They were both made of a thin ; silky material, somewhat transparent but very luxurious in the way it ; caught the light. Alexandra held out the outfit to Cindy and said it ; would be perfect for her. The outfit was much more revealing than ; anything Cindy would have selected on her own. She did not like ; drawing attention to her body because she felt it was shameful and ; that there was no point to the lingerie since no one would see her in ; it. But Ms. Manos insisted, once again directing Cindy’s attention ; to a statue with a similar outfit. She knew how much Cindy was ; admiring the statues, not just for the artistic detail and the beauty, ; but also because of the look Cindy had seen in all of the ; statues. They all look like they had been modeled after beautiful ; woman in various stages of a passionate encounter. Some had just that ; slight smile when those sensuous sensations are just beginning to ; build inside a woman’s body, while others had their mouths open, ; the limbs taut, their hands clenched as if captured just before they ; were able to achieve the total release from their ; orgasms. Surprisingly Cindy recognized those looks. It seems that ; despite her upbringing she had sneaked into some X-rated movies and ; had even played with herself to give herself an orgasm. Ms. Manos ; smiled at Cindy, as if recognizing the thoughts running through her ; head, her dilemma on which action to take. Once again, using her ; sexiest tone, Alexandra told Cindy to just try on the lingerie in ; private, back in the dressing room all by herself. Then look in the ; mirror and see how truly beautiful you will become. With a quick ; longing glance around once more at the beautiful statues arranged ; around the room, Cindy took the garments and headed for the dressing ; room.
; ; Stacie was utterly shocked. She never thought Cindy would do it. She ; even felt the outfit was too sexy for Cindy. Then Ms. Manos spoke and ; told Stacie, "Now it’s your turn." She headed over to a section of ; the store that was obviously for the more daring customers. The ; outfits in the section were all leather, rubber and vinyl. Stacie’s ; eyes widened. She was daring but she had never really thought about ; those kind of outfits. Yet as soon as Alexandra reached for a ; particular outfit, Stacie knew it would be perfect. It was a fire red ; vinyl outfit made up of a demi-bra, extremely low cut panties, a wide ; garter belt and black seamed thigh-high stockings, and tall red ; "hooker" boots. Even Stacie was uncertain if this wasn’t too "over ; the top" but then Alexandra put her hand on Stacie’s shoulder and ; looked deep into her eyes, telling Stacie that she really wanted to ; see her in this outfit. Stacie felt the sexual heat from Ms. Manos and ; all kinds of images flooded into her mind, all involving her making ; love to Alexandra wearing the red outfit. Then Ms. Manos leaned into ; Stacie and brushed a soft kiss up against her cheek while running her ; hand casually over Stacie’s breasts. She told her, "Now hurry up ; and try these on. I’m waiting for you." Reeling from the sexual ; euphoria, Stacie staggered back to the other dressing room to try on ; her red vinyl outfit.
; ; By this time, Chris was becoming impatient. People still passed him on ; the street, obviously in good moods and more than a few couples ; actively engaged in openly groping and fondling one ; another. Chris’s own sexual tension was building higher and ; higher. Stacie and Cindy had been in the store quite a while, which ; meant that they were actually trying on outfits. He kept picturing ; what they would look like in various pieces of lingerie that were his ; favorites, the more overtly sexual ones. He even hoped they might do a ; little fashion show for him since they were the only customers in the ; store. That seemed a little weird. Why wasn’t anyone else going ; in. The store was quite appealing and several couples looked like the ; type that would shop for lingerie together. And then there was those ; mannequins. Not your average mannequins, but some kind of pale colored ; ones, very detailed - and posed in such a way as to suggest a sexual ; encounter. Well, at least in his mind. But he didn’t want to push ; it. After all, if Cindy was trying on outfits he didn’t want to ; scare her off, just let her keep trying little sexy things on and that ; might lead to her to relax a little and not be so stiff when it came ; to sex.
; ; Stacie was the first one out of her private dressing room and back out ; into the larger area leading to the dressing rooms. It was still ; private and allowed woman to look at themselves in a three-way mirror ; or to discuss the outfit with their friends. And she did look truly ; beautiful. Her ample breasts were practically spilling out of the ; demi-bra, the garter belt hugging her hips and the low cut panties ; (which she had put on over the garter belt for easy access) cupping ; her rounded cheeks with her bottom peaking out at the bottom. The ; stockings and boots made her legs look even longer. Alexandra was ; waiting for her and when she caught her first glimpse of Stacie, there ; was a definite look of lust in her eyes. Stacie, catching ; Alexandra’s look, commented, "This is definitely X-rated. I ; don’t think I’d wear it in public anytime soon." Alexandra ; approached her and said, "Oh, you’d be very surprised where you ; might be seen wearing this." The time for hesitation was ; gone. Alexandra immediately kissed Stacie and began running her hands ; over her gorgeous body, wrapped in her sexy lingerie. Stacie ; hesitated, glancing back at Cindy’s dressing room, not wanting to ; be caught by her innocent friend. "Don’t worry about ; Cindy. She’ll be awhile. I just checked on her.", Alexandra told ; Stacie to reassure her. With that the two women began madly kissing ; and caressing each other. Stacie unbuttoned Alexandra’s blouse and ; let her large breasts spill out. They were very full with fat erect ; nipples just waiting to be sucked. Alexandra, in turn, pulled ; Stacie’s bra down a little to let her nipples pop free from the ; vinyl bra, which now acted as a shelf, causing her breasts to jut out ; even further. Stacie couldn’t believe how consumed with desire she ; had become. All her inhibitions, the few that she had anyway, had left ; her. When Alexandra began pulling her panties down, she didn’t stop ; her but instead shifted her hips to allow the panties to slide off ; quicker. Alexandra positioned Stacie against the nearby wall to keep ; her from falling over as she knelt in front of her to lick her ; womanhood. She reached around and cupped both of Stacie’s butt ; cheeks with her hands and plunged her tongue deeply into ; Stacie. Stacie put both her hands behind her head to get them out of ; Alexandra’s way and to support her head that was rocking back with ; the incredible sensations. With Alexandra’s tongue plunging into ; her and licking her love button, Stacie’s thoughts drifted to ; Chris. She thought to herself how he would just love to see this ; sensual image of two women making love. Wanting to experience it for ; herself, she opened her eyes and looked down. That’s the first time ; she noticed the stiffness.
; ; Stacie was still consumed by her desire, but moving from her current ; pose seemed almost impossible. Her hands were still clasped behind her ; head causing her breasts to jut out, her nipples still very erect. Her ; head was tilted back slightly and her mouth still open from a sexual ; moan. She could still move her eyes a little to look down at ; Alexandra. While still licking her womanhood, Alexandra returned ; Stacie’s questioning look. She spoke to Stacie saying, "You look so ; perfect in my special lingerie that you should model it forever, a ; perfect artful representation of lustful passion." Stacie was confused ; and somewhat nervous. What did she mean, "forever"? Then she began to ; feel the change within her body. Any movement was now impossible as ; she still felt herself stiffening even more. With her eyes still ; looking down she saw the external changes taking place. Her skin began ; to look paler and she could feel herself cooling. Her vocal chords ; still worked a little, even if her mouth w ouldn’t move. She ; managed to ask her captor, "What are you doing to me!?" Alexandra, ; still with her look of pure lust, replied, "I’m turning you to ; stone. Your youthful beauty and sensuous body will be frozen in stone ; for all time as one of my intricately detailed marble statues, just ; like these other women decorating my shop. Your look of lustful ; desire, accentuated by the erotic lingerie you wear, will be ; preserved, to be admired by the other men and women who shop in my ; store. Some, who admire you -- when the time is right -- will join you ; as more stone statues in my collection, lured to their fate by your ; sensuous beauty and look of lustful ecstasy. But don’t worry, you ; won’t be alone. Your friends will be joining you shortly."
; ; With that Ms. Manos resumed her oral administrations on Stacie’s ; sex. The combination of the sensations produced by Alexandra’s ; tongue and her slowly hardening body began to produce irresistible ; erotic vibrations throughout Stacie’s petrifying body. Her ; confusion was being replaced by waves of pure ecstasy pulsing from her ; sex, spreading through every one of Stacie’s nerve endings. Still ; looking down, she saw the final petrifying wave sweeping slowly, ; sensuously up her body, like being dipped slowly in liquid rock. She ; could feel her legs become inert, yet somehow the erotic sensations ; continued to course through her, building in intensity. She watched as ; the change swept up her legs, appearing out of the top of the boots ; she wore, under the black seamed stockings. She watched as the stony ; advance moved up her hips, under Alexandra’s hands of flesh, that ; now stood out in stark contrast to her petrifying skin. The wave of ; marble moved to the center, sealing her womanhood into a solid stone ; mound. She could feel her climax building, more intense than she had ; ever experienced before. The marble wave advanced under the garter ; belt she still wore, up her smooth stomach and to her breasts. Caught ; as if heaving out from a long sexual moan, her breasts froze solid in ; her demi-bra, the nipples jutting out as if begging to be sucked, the ; perfect rounded curves pushed up higher from the bra becoming solid ; stone globes, even reflecting the highlights from the overhead store ; lighting. Her breathing was becoming labored, not just from the ; hardening of her body, but from the earth-shattering orgasm that was ; inevitable. She watched the stony advance sweep up her arms still held ; behind her head, capturing every detail of the tight muscles and ; smooth skin. She felt her fingers laced together behind her head ; becoming stone digits, locking into place, and then her hair itself ; become a solid mass of stone. From deep inside her she could feel the ; tremors of her impending orgasm br imming to the surface, ready to ; explode. Her mouth still wide open, her head tilting back, her eyes ; staring down at the woman who was in the process of turning her into a ; marble statue, as the final stony wave closed from each side of her ; face toward the center. Stacie held her breath as her ultra climax ; hit, sending intense, bio-electrical charges through every nerve ; ending in her body. But before the sensations could subside, the ; petrifying wave completed it’s sweep, capturing her in the middle ; of an unending orgasm, reflected in her beautiful face, now locked ; with a look of total ecstasy.
; ; Alexandra rose slowly to her feet, her clothing still undone from ; Stacie’s earlier attention. She ran her delicate hands over the ; smooth, cool surface of Stacie’s petrified body. Stacie had been a ; sexy girl, but now, standing there as her latest nude statue, she ; looked perfect. Not only was every detail of Stacie’s sensuous body ; caught in perfect detail, but the petrification had preserved that ; look of pure lust that Stacie had experienced before becoming an ; inanimate object. As she stared into Stacie’s blank stony eyes, she ; knew that Stacie had not only accepted her fate but was actually ; relishing her new role as a sensuous statue for all to admire. Just as ; all the other women had, who now graced the store. Alexandra loved the ; feeling of the smooth marble curves that had once been Stacie’s ; soft flesh as she stroked her latest statue. She had become so ; distracted by her caresses of Stacie’s stony features, that she ; hadn’t heard Chris enter the store and make his way to this back d ; ressing area. He hadn’t been able to wait any longer, finally ; giving into his feelings of absolute desire, visualizing his two ; friends in various pieces of lingerie and stages of undress. He had to ; take a chance to see the girls, hoping that by now Cindy would be in ; an amorous enough mood to let him see her try on the lingerie. Instead ; what he saw was a beautiful woman caressing an erotic stone statue. A ; statue that, he suddenly realized, looked amazingly like his friend ; Stacie. He recognized not only her face, but her sensuous body that he ; had caressed himself so many times. He thought to himself, this ; couldn’t be a coincidence. Somehow, Stacie had been turned into a ; stone statue. He felt a little panic, yes, after all, the realization ; that a living, breathing person he knew was now just a piece of ; inanimate art, a truly beautiful and erotic piece of inanimate ; art. But there was another feeling stirring in Chris. As scared as he ; was, he also started to feel very aroused. For Chris had long had ; sexual fantasies of people being turned to stone. He had seen an old ; foreign B-movie on TV when he was young - but old enough to start ; experiencing sexual thoughts. It had a witch in it who had the power ; to turn her victims to stone by staring into their eyes. He remembered ; in vivid detail a servant girl going to warn her mistress of the ; danger, when she is cornered by the old witch in a dark hallway. The ; witch’s eyes light up and a wave of petrifying force sweeps up the ; body of the servant girl leaving her a stone statue in the hall, her ; lovely stone breasts exposed out the top of her bodice. Ms. Manos ; could sense the desire in Chris. As if playing out his own fantasy ; movie, she stared into his eyes. He can feel himself becoming very ; aroused, his stiffening manhood becoming very obvious by bulging out ; against his pants. Yet he found that he was unable to move. All he ; could do was stand there and watch.
; ; At that moment, Cindy exited from her dressing room wearing only the ; thin, silky short camisole top and tap pant set, which is something ; she would normally never do. Her dark, erect nipples were clearly ; obvious through the sexy thin material and the tap pants didn’t ; fully cover the rounded bottoms of her perfect butt. Somehow she just ; felt less inhibited. Maybe it was the atmosphere of New Orleans ; finally catching up with her, or just having naughty fun with her ; friends - or maybe it was the beautiful statues in Ms. Manos’ store ; - the statues that reflected the pure sexual joy she had so longed ; for. It was only then that she saw Chris standing there. Her normal ; reaction would have been to try to cover herself and run for ; cover. But she didn’t. She stood there, excited that he was able to ; see her in the beautiful lingerie, looking sexier than she ever had ; before. She also noticed his erection straining against his pants. At ; that moment she wanted to be with Chris, to have him make passionate ; love to her right there in the store. At that moment he could have ; made love to her in the large display window, her naked body pressed ; up against the glass for all the people out in the street to see. She ; was feeling that aroused, her pent up desires finally being ; released. She then felt something was wrong, Chris wasn't moving.
; ; When she looked around the room she saw Alexandra smiling seductively ; and standing near a statue she had not seen earlier. She thought to ; herself, as the recognition hit her, "Wait a minute, that’s ; Stacie. She’s been turned to stone!" A feeling of fear swept over ; Cindy. She stared at the beautiful statue that moments before had been ; her friend. Her voluptuous body now captured for all time as cool ; white marble. Despite her panic, she couldn’t help but feel aroused ; looking at Stacie’s naked stone body. From her angle, she could see ; Stacie’s rounded petrified butt, thrust slightly back, straining ; against the garter straps. She could see her large breasts thrust ; forward as perfectly rounded marble globes capped by stony pebbles ; that were her erect nipples. Cindy felt a desire to go over and caress ; her friend’s petrified breasts. How cool and smooth they must ; feel. How exciting it would be to trace her finger over Stacie’s ; stony nipples. And the look on Stacie’s face - experiencing th e ; passionate sexual release that Cindy herself wanted to ; experience. Distracted by her admiration of the erotic work of art ; Stacie had become, Cindy was surprised when she felt the seductive ; touch of Alexandra. Part of her wanted to run away, but her new ; desires proved to be too much to overcome. She turned to Ms. Manos, ; anticipating what would come next, knowing full well that she would be ; joining her friend, turned into a beautiful, sensuous ; statue. Ms. Manos stared into her eyes, sensing her full desires, ; knowing exactly what Cindy needed to experience before being turned to ; stone.
; ; Ms. Manos moved Cindy, who let herself be directed willingly, over to ; a wooden chair. She positioned Cindy’s arms on the back of the ; chair to support herself in a bent over position. Alexandra then ; positioned Cindy up her toes. She was now in a perfect sensual ; pose. Leaning over the chair had caused the material of the lingerie ; to cling to her breasts, her erect nipples strained prominently ; against the thin material. From the front, it was quite easy to look ; down the top of the camisole to see her naked breasts, including her ; taut nipples pushing out against the silky camisole. Standing on her ; toes caused her beautiful butt to be thrust back hugging the tap pant ; against her skin to show off her perfect rounded cheeks. Cindy, her ; voice conveying less fear and more anticipation, asked, "What are you ; going to do to me? Am I going to become your next statue?" Alexandra ; answered her by saying, "Yes, but not before you have a chance to ; experience the sexual ecstasy you have been wishing for secretly for ; so long. You have long wanted to be with Chris and now you will. And I ; will be able to enjoy you both." With that she moved Chris over to ; where Cindy was positioned, standing him just behind her. Alexandra ; slowly stripped the clothing from Chris, making sure to kiss each ; erogenous zone as she peeled the clothing away from his skin. Soon he ; stood completely naked behind Cindy, his erection positioned just ; inches from her. Alexandra slid the tap pants off her butt and down ; her legs. Cindy didn’t resist, positioning her legs to allow the ; silky material to fall away, exposing her naked beauty. Alexandra ; could feel the desire within Cindy - and not just for the sexual ; experiences. She had seen how Cindy had looked at her statues, how she ; had admired their perfect beauty. She knew that Cindy, a former art ; student, was secretly fantasizing about becoming a sensuous work of ; art.
; ; Alexandra began tracing her fingers lightly over Cindy’s exposed ; butt, down the inside of her thighs and just to the side of her ; womanhood, where the legs from the crease between the ; torso. Cindy’s breathing was getting heavier. Lightly Alexandra ; stroked the hair covering Cindy’s opening, getting her more and ; more excited. Finally she slid her finger along the length of ; Cindy’s slit, feeling her wetness. Knowing Cindy was ready, ; Alexandra then turned her attention to Chris. She moved him into ; position and helped guide his erection into Cindy’s warm ; opening. As Chris’ full length slid into her, Cindy enjoyed the ; sensation of a man being inside her for the first time. With a touch, ; Alexandra gave Chris back a little of the control over his body. Chris ; used both hands and grabbed onto the side of Cindy’s hips so that ; he could pull himself deeper into her. And Cindy pushed back to meet ; every one of his thrusts, growing more and more excited from the ; sensations she felt as Chris’s full length slid into her, over and ; over. Alexandra joined the lovers, caressing each of them in just the ; right spots to create even more pleasure for both. From his position, ; Chris could see the statue of Stacie with her hands locked behind her ; head and her gorgeous body on display for all time. He began wondering ; how Alexandra would position him when she turned him to stone. Would ; she turn both he and Cindy to stone while they made love right here, ; or would she pose them separately? Rather than frighten him, it just ; made him even more aroused. The idea of being tuned into stone, to be ; displayed as an erotic work of art was becoming his all consuming ; passion.
; ; Cindy was watching the whole seen through a three-way mirror ; positioned just ahead of her. Her sexual excitement was increasing ; exponentially from the sensations she was feeling, from the erotic ; image of Chris thrusting into her and Alexandra caressing and licking ; her sensitive spots - and the statue of Stacie watching over them. How ; beautiful Stacie looked now and in a few moments, Cindy knew she would ; be joining her, a beautiful work of art, a nude sculpture inspiring ; intense feelings of passion and pure lust from everyone who saw ; her. She had always been uncomfortable with the thought of people ; staring at her body. Now she wanted nothing more than to show it off ; to everyone. She wanted everyone to see how sexy she looked at the ; moment of sexual climax. She wanted men - and women to not only stare, ; but also caress her petrified body, including her most private ; parts. She caught Alexandra’s stare and knew it as her turn. Even ; with her mouth open, moaning from the sexual stimulation, she managed ; a sexy smile. She could feel the stiffness and wave of cold moving ; sensuously up her legs. She looked down to see her feet and lower legs ; being transformed into solid stone. It felt more erotic than anything ; she had ever imagined. The wave of petrification flowed up her legs, ; turning them into perfect marble pillars, showing off every shapely ; curve created by standing on her toes. She was glad Alexandra had ; positioned her like that. Now every man that saw her beautiful ; petrified legs and butt would want to caress them, to slide their ; hands over every inch of her perfect curves. She could still feel ; Chris sliding into her, though with some difficulty as her womanhood ; hardened and became a narrow stone tunnel that fit tightly around ; him. She could still feel every sensation though, and she realized ; that even when she had been turned completely into stone, she would ; still be able to feel someone caressing her, bringing renewed ; sensations to her petrified body. Her flat stomach hardened into stone ; and the stony progression moved up to her breasts. She could feel a ; tremendous orgasm building inside her unlike anything she had ever ; felt from the little experimentation she had done. She looked down ; just in time to see her dangling tight breasts and erect nipples ; frozen into stone mounds forever straining against the thin ; material. Alexandra continued to caress the stony breasts as Cindy ; looked up into her eyes as the stiffening moved up her neck and began ; locking her hair into a solid tangle mass. The sensations were now ; almost overwhelming to her, she couldn’t wait to experience this ; ultimate climax. She held her breath as the climax triggered, staring ; deeply into Alexandra’s sexy eyes as her own vision dimmed as the ; stony wave enclosed her face, locking her look of sexual release ; forever on her beautiful face.
; ; Alexandra reached out and caressed Cindy’s stony features, knowing ; that the orgasm was forever pulsing through her solid stone body. Her ; hard, jutting nipples felt so erotic through the silky thin material ; of the camisole. Standing, Alexandra looked over the rest of ; Cindy’s petrified body. Her gorgeous butt leading down to her taut ; legs were stunning as solid marble. Each muscle in her leg accentuated ; from standing on her toes accepting Chris’s powerful thrusts. Chris ; stood there shocked. Cindy had turned to stone as they made love! His ; erection was still buried in the now cold opening of a statue. Yes, it ; was everything he had ever imagined, every beautiful detail. Feel the ; soft body of a beautiful woman stiffening beneath his hands, the stony ; advance slowly moving up through the body, leaving solid stone in its ; place, and the feeling as the woman locks into her final rigid ; position, posed in some erotic position for all time, to be displayed ; as fine art, inspiring immediate arousal in everyone who saw the ; sculpture. Cindy, like Stacie before her, had been changed from a ; living, breathing person to a solid stone statue, forever an inanimate ; object. Alexandra slid her voluptuous body up against his, causing him ; to become even more aroused. She leaned in close and whispered, "Now ; it’s your turn."
; ; Off to one side of the dressing area there was a marble bench for ; spouses or friends to wait while the customer was in the dressing ; room. Alexandra moved Chris over to the bench and seated him, ; startling him slightly as his naked butt maked contact with the cold ; marble. She turned him so that his legs extended over one end of the ; bench while he rested on his elbows at the other end. He could look ; down the length of his body, his manhood still erect. He could also ; see Stacie and Cindy, now erotic works of art modeling sexy lingerie ; like the other statues. Their beautiful unique bodies now turned to ; solid stone, each beautiful curve reflecting the store’s lighting ; off its hard shiny surface. Alexandra’s earlier words rung in his ; mind, "Now it’s your turn." He knew he was about to share the same ; fate as his friends, being turned into a solid stone statue. But wait, ; he wouldn’t be wearing anything. Alexandra sensing his thoughts ; responds saying, "Most of my victims become statues to model my ; lingerie. Some I sell to private collectors who, needless to say, want ; these erotic statues for other than pure artistic reasons. And the ; others … well let’s just say, I am a very sexual woman and I ; have needs. Needs that need to be met whenever I so choose. So some of ; my erotic sculptures go to my personal collection to become my sex ; statues, that I can use whenever I’m in the mood. So Chris, ; that’s what I intend to do to you. You’ll stay nice and hard for ; me for all time so that I can pleasure myself when I have those ; desires." Chris knew he was about to become an inanimate object, his ; life-long fantasy becoming true, but wanted to know, "How can you do ; this?" Alexandra answered him, "I’ve been doing this for ; centuries. I belong to an ancient society. Some people say we may even ; be related in a way to the Gorgons of ancient myths. I won’t ; explain how it works to you but suffice to say, by turning people into ; beautiful stone statues, we sustain ourselves to live throughout the ; ages."
; ; She continued, "I have sensed in you that you share the same fantasy ; that people throughout the world have, the sexual arousal from imaging ; people turned into stone. But you never thought your fantasies could ; come true, that your favorite fantasy about you becoming a statue, ; turning into solid stone for someone else’s pleasure could ever ; come true. I am going to make love to you now Chris. And it will be ; better than anything else you have ever experienced. Remember I’ve ; had centuries to develop my techniques, to become the perfect ; lover. As we make love I want you to remember that this will be your ; last time, so enjoy it immensely. For as I near my orgasm, you will ; feel the change start in you. You will be a little frightened, but ; also very excited. I’m told the feeling of your body becoming stone ; is like an orgasm touching every nerve ending of your body, only much, ; much stronger. So you see, you can’t help becoming aroused. And as ; I feel you harden beneath me and - inside me - well, let’s just ; say, that’s what really does it for me. Now it’s time Chris, ; time for you to become my latest fuck statue." With that Alexandra ; stood and peeled the clothes from her body. She was even more stunning ; than Chris could have imagined. She was no emaciated waif that passes ; for super models these days. She was a real woman with plenty of ; curves. Her breasts were very full and natural, capped by large erect ; dark brown nipples. Her stomach was flat but her hips flared out ; enough to give her that 1950’s voluptuous figure look. Her butt ; wasn’t small like Cindy’s but very womanly and tight. Even if ; she didn’t hold some power over him, it would have still been ; impossible to resist her. Then he felt her slowly lower herself onto ; him, his erection sliding sensuously into her warm, tight opening. He ; had never felt anything so sexually perfect. It’s as if she could ; feel what he felt, how he wanted to be touched and where, how tight ; she should hold onto his manhood with her folds.
; ; He found himself rocking in rhythm with her, thrusting up as she ; plunged down. He told himself this was crazy, but the sensations were ; overwhelming. He now knew what Stacie and Cindy must have felt like ; before they were turned to stone. But did he truly want to be an ; inanimate statue - no longer a living person? Alexandra, again sensing ; his thoughts, comforted him, "But you will still exist, just in a ; different form. You will still feel all my caresses, my kisses, my ; warm womanhood enveloping your permanent erection. And you will have a ; feeling of utter sensuality, knowing that you are on display as a ; beautiful nude statue." Everything she was saying and doing to him ; felt so good. Riding up and down, leaning in to blow in his ear or ; nibble his neck or lick his nipples. He found himself tensing up to ; thrust deeper into her, to give her more pleasure in return. He knew ; doing so meant that he was sealing his own fate, but he wanted to ; please her. She was so perfect. She made love so perfect. He wanted to ; be her perfect lover - and that meant one thing. As he thrust deeper ; and deeper, he could feel her breathing become more labored. Her ; excitement was building. He stared into her beautiful eyes. There was ; no point in trying to prevent the inevitable any longer. She smiled ; back, sexy, open-mouthed. He is a good lover, Stacie. He does care ; about my pleasure. By her movements, Alexandra would show Chris where ; it felt best to her and he would keep his thrusts in that area until ; she wanted him to shift to the next area within her to create even ; more sensation. They rocked back and forth, sweat glistening on both ; of them.
; ; Then it started. His perfect thrusts had made contact with just the ; right nerve endings at just the right time. Her orgasm was starting to ; build. He felt it too. Her looked changed, almost becoming desperate ; as she focused on her building climax and the changes that would start ; in Chris. With that look, Chris felt a stirring of anticipation. He ; could feel his legs stiffening and he knew he was starting to turn to ; stone. His leg muscles were still tensed from his thrusts into ; Alexandra and each sinew became accentuated as the stony wave swept up ; capturing every detail of his manly legs. The erotic sensations then ; went into overdrive as the petrification spread to his waist. He could ; feel his bare butt against the marble bench becoming solid and firm as ; it took on the same characteristics of the stone bench. Then the ; hardening spread up to his manhood. He felt himself grow even thicker ; and longer as his erection stiffened into a stone phallus with ; Alexandra still plunging down onto it. She felt it too, Chris’s ; manhood becoming solid stone and cool inside her folds. She loved that ; feeling, a man turning into stone inside her. Nothing could be more ; erotic. That sensation pushed her closer to the edge of her own climax ; as the petrification continued its advance up Chris’s body. He ; looked down to see his now stony erection disappearing and reappearing ; as Alexandra rode on top of him. The hardening continued up his ; stomach, locking his ab muscles tight and permanently well ; defined. Alexandra reached out and caressed his nipples as they became ; rigid bumps as the wave spread up his chest. She ran her hands over ; his smooth stone chest and continued to stare into his eyes. He could ; still feel every sensation and his own orgasm was threatening to ; explode throughout his petrifying body. He could feel his neck become ; locked in place as it turned to stone. His arms locked, still tightly ; gripping the sides of the bench for more thrusting support. He looked ; down to see his fingers become stone digits matching the color and ; texture of the bench. His arms, still tensed, became finely sculpted ; works of art themselves, displaying every muscle he had worked so hard ; to develop. He looked back to Alexandra as he felt the stony wave ; closing in around his face. Her eyes were focused intently on him, ; watching as the change swept over him and he turned to stone. The ; sensations of riding his stone member and the erotic images of him ; becoming a statue sent Alexandra over the edge as one of her most ; powerful orgasms coursed through her entire body. Chris himself had ; been right on the edge of climaxing when her orgasm hit and as he ; exploded in his own climax, his body immediately became solid ; stone. His face forever reflecting that look a man gets just at the ; very beginning of his release. A sensation he would be experiencing ; forever.
; ; Alexandra continue to bounce up and down on Chris’s petrified body ; as each wave of her orgasm shot through her system. She would pause as ; the feelings became too intense and then slide up and down again to ; stir the next overwhelming sensation. Chris had been the perfect ; lover, holding off on his own pleasure until she had experienced ; hers. She collapsed on top of his stone body when she was finally ; spent and rested there for untold minutes. Finally she got up the ; strength to slide off the hard statue that Chris had become. On wobbly ; legs, she stared down at her beautiful work of art. Every manly detail ; of Chris was captured in smooth stone, including his wonderful ; erection, now permanently erect to be used for her pleasure whenever ; she desired. She reach out and stroked his petrified member, still wet ; from being inside her. She ran her fingertips over the mushroom shaped ; head and down its length, feeling over bulging vein along the way, ; finally cupping his rock solid balls. She bent down and sucked the ; stone phallus into her mouth, enjoying his ever-rigid erection. Then ; she leaned over and kissed his frozen face, his mouth still open, ; moaning from his release. As she pulled on a satiny robe from a nearby ; rack of lingerie, she surveyed her night’s work. Three new ; beautiful, stone statues, each reflecting an erotic look of being ; captured in the act of making love to her. Tomorrow she would pull ; Cindy’s tap pants on and Stacie’s bra and panties back into ; place to make them more discreet. Then she would put them on display ; for her customers to enjoy. In fact, she determined that shy Cindy ; should go in the display window to show off her lovely body to ; everyone who passed by. Chris, on the other hand, would be carefully ; stored in the stock room, where he would be handy for those times she ; needed to act on her very strong desires and make love to his rigid ; body. Before leaving the room, she took one last look at her latest ; statues, replaying the evening’s events quic kly in her mind, and ; then turned to leave, shutting off the lights. Stacie, Cindy and Chris ; would remain in New Orleans for a long time - as erotic stone statues ; luring others to the same fate. ; ;