M4F

[M4F] [GWA Script Offer] Roman Copy after a Hellenistic Original: [Art Fetish], 2000 years old [Virgin] speaker; [Gentle], [Naïve], [Romantic] sex with [Clothes On], [Asking Nicely], [Oral]; some [Penis Size Issues]; bits of [History], if you look really close.

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Your favourite sculpture comes to life and would really like you to take his 2000 old virginity.

About 1 100 words. Changes and improvisation are welcome, especially when it comes to the actual sex part! :D Just, please, don’t make him too nervous; a virgin he may be, but he is a god, after all. Sort of.

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Miss?

Are you locked in in here? Everybody left.

Don’t be scared, please, I won’t harm you. And I know you are not a burglar, I won’t raise the alarm.

(A little hurt) It’s me! Over here!

(A smile) You used to linger before me so many times that I feel like I know you.

Don’t you remember me? ‘Dionysus, Roman copy after a Hellenistic Original, 1st century AD’?

You even tried to sketch me once or twice. I managed to catch a glimpse. It was good! You should sketch more. Practice on me, I am not going anywhere, and I’m patient, I won’t keep fidgeting like… real people.

I remember you so well. You come here last Thursday of every month. Do you have some sort of errand to run around here and just drop by? Or do you love… art that much?

I still cannot believe I am talking to a real lady, just like that… I’ve wanted to talk to you for years, and now I can. Don’t know how it happened. They say sometimes it does, if you wish it really hard. If you both wish it. This means that if I came to life, you wished it, too?

(A soft laugh) Don’t blush like that! I am so happy that you did… and this way we can be absolutely sure that our affection is returned. How often does that happen?

(Awkwardly) Is it just me, or do you seem… interested?

(Astonished) You had a… fantasy about me?! Really?

Lucky me…

Only… please, don’t laugh at me. I don’t have much experience with ladies… You see, my shape is that of a man, but not once in two thousand years have I held a woman.

The guide is always ‘Dionysus this’ and ‘Dionysus that’… goes on and on about those orgies I was supposed to have, and the closest thing to an orgy for me was that time when my creator’s apprentice brought a girl into the shop.

They both laughed so hard when he pressed her up against me… back when I was still half a block of marble. I felt her warmth… And then, when he flipped her over… Her eyes, rolled back as she gripped my arm, her wetness on her fingers from when she played with herself earlier, her chiseled chin trembling as she moaned, right in front of me… That was amazing…

His master walked in on them, and they had to stop midthrust, duck and giggle into each other’s shoulders behind me… I’ve always been thinking that I’d give anything to know what it’s like…

And I’ve been forced to look upon that happy couple over there for the last hundred and fifty years at least. Cupid and Psyche… Although I don’t know who has it worse. See their lips? But a breath away from each other, and still not touching. Must be a torture.

Nobody ever touches us, except once or twice a century, to clean. I’ve heard about those lucky statues… well, lucky in more than one way… people rub certain parts of them for good luck…

There was this man who picked up rumours and gossip to spread them; the statue on his tomb in Gallia Celtica…  They say that ladies rub his crotch and kiss him on the lips all the time. Lucky bastard…

Could you… touch me? May I touch you?

(Starting from here, the more mansounds – the better! ‘You’ have been waiting for 2000 years for this!)

You are so soft… so warm…

You are shivering. Am I too cold for you?

They start with kisses, right? May I kiss you?

(Kissing sounds)

Gods, that’s what it’s like! Your soft lips, your tongue… gods, your tongue!

Oh, please, don’t take off your clothes… not just yet… I have this fantasy… All those women passing by me every day, all so different, but so alluring… they are all fully clothed. I’ve stared at naked statues for years, please, leave everything on for a couple of minutes… Let me touch you like that… Oh yes! This fabric on you! Besides, you need this… until I – or you – warm up enough… I don’t want you to catch a cold…

Well, maybe you should… get me warm first… slide your hands over my chest, my shoulders… or better still… rub… lower… Oh yes, come closer…

And... Oh, this is embarrassing. You see, the Greek deemed big genitals funny and in bad taste and intentionally made them small. So, I am not that… impressive.  Always stone hard, though. (Nervous laugh) Sorry, I couldn’t resist. From what I heard, that’s a good thing, right? And I still have my fingers and my tongue…

(Into the kiss) Oh, what are you doing? Don’t sink on the floor like that, I’m afraid to crush you. I weigh a lot, and you seem so fragile… like Venetian glass in that display case… and just as precious… Straddle me… Let me just lift up your skirt… No, no, no, don’t take those panties off, just pull them to the side. Gods! (Growls) Clothes… I adore them… you look gorgeous in them… Please, leave them on for the first time…

Tell me how you like it! Show me! Take my hands… slide them all over your body as if they were yours… show me where to stroke, where to grab, where to pinch…

(Groans) Oh, you want my fingers there, between your thighs, right away? May I take a closer look? Female statues don’t have that. They have only a sort of a… mound…

Oh yes, closer! Closer to my face! (Kissing, sounds of oral) That’s so… unusual… so tender… wet… warm… perfect…

You want more? How would you like it? Just a thought… lie on your back on this table… it’s marquetry, it’s warm, and just the perfect height. Close your legs… even cross them a little… there you go… I think that way it will feel nicer for you… Let me hold your legs up... May I kiss your feet? Gods, they are so small, so precious…

(Penetration; cries out loud) Oh gods… That’s what it’s like! Sweeter than… I don’t know, I cannot think clearly… Better than wine for sure… I think. I’ve never had any…

(Thrusting, panting, groaning)  Am I doing it right? Do you like it?

Me? What about _me_?

Gods, I am the happiest statue in the world as it is… I just want you to moan for me, to writhe, to cry out in my arms… Let us wake up every last attendant here…

(Improvise to an orgasm)

(After a pause, with soft kissing sounds throughout) Yes, it was just the first time… I can go all night long, we shall try everything… until you beg me to stop…

I was a part of this exhibition once... Stood right across from an Indian carved stone panel. You wouldn’t believe what I saw! Oh, you would? I’ve been dying to try it for years. You too? You are a dream come true! (A kiss)