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ÒWill... will it hurt?Ó Jill managed to stammer.
Angela smiled at her. ÒSome days the pain will be so intense youÕll
think youÕre going to die. Other days the pleasure will be so overwhelming
youÕll forget who you are.Ó
L U S T Õ S L A I R
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Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Issue No. 147
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Amsterdam Damsels
Chapter One
ÒNo,Ó Alex groaned. His hands flirted with the stem of his cock.
ÒKeep your hands away from that,Ó Kali warned him. ÒItÕs bad
enough that you display your rude thing to little girls, right out here
where everyone can see you. Please donÕt jerk off in front of us!Ó Alex
obeyed. He was given options as much as orders. Would anyone have
stopped him if he beat his meat in front of little wide-eyed Becky? She
handed me her underpants. I took them. They were small, for junior girlÕs
bottoms. I could hardly fit into them, though my hips were still narrow,
immature, but with a gentle, swelling grace to them, promising future
developments. My bottom stuck out round and full. BeckyÕs was as pert as
mine, though little still, the cheeks sweetly swelling, ripe for picking.
ÒTry them on,Ó Kali told me. ÒYou must, since she was nice enough
to offer them. Becky looked at me expectantly, her hands pressed to her
hips. Silently Cybil unzipped the girlÕs raised skirt and drew the garment
off her. Becky did not notice, so pleased with herself was she that her
new panties were the center of attention.
All eyes were upon me as I stood, Kali neatly unzipping my own
dress even as I stood. With my heeled shoes I stepped first into one little
leghole, then the other. I drew the flower-print panties up my slim
calves, over my knees. They stopped halfway up my thighs.
ÒOh! They are too small!Ó Becky said sadly. I blushed, my naked dell
visible to all who might be watching, my bottom equally naughty. ÒI bet
youÕd like them, if you could get them on!Ó Becky assured me. ÒThey are
very pretty, donÕt you think?Ó
ÒYes,Ó I breathed.
ÒMaybe Alex can help,Ó Kali offered. She took me lightly by my hips
and turned my bottom to AlexÕs stiff upstanding prong. He seized my hips
and drew me back. I felt his pestle come against my rose.
ÒGod, you are one hell of a tight cherry!Ó Alex announced. He pulled
my butthole deeper into his pronging stiff knob. I felt my O hard-pressed.
I did not like the feeling of imminent intrusion. It was harsh, unyielding.
I felt like a post was being stuck up against my hole. He yanked me back
by my thighs. I gasped. My bottomhole yielded just enough to let his
purplish knob butt half-way into it.
ÒEeek!Ó Becky screamed. She seemed genuinely concerned for my
fate. Her hairless slit slumbered between her carelessly open legs. She
showed her puss without knowing it. Cybil put a hand to her bottom and
caressed it gently.
ÒItÕs alright, darling. These are adult games,Ó Cybil assured little
Becky. ÒWould you like to run upstairs and take your bath now?Ó
ÒN-Nooo,Ó Becky replied, not taking her eyes off my fate, AlexÕs
prong deep-pressing into my wanton hole.
Alex reached up. Satisfied for the moment with his achievement, he
undid the remaining buttons on my jacket. He pulled it open, showed my
breasts. They joggled with unexpected delight into the open air. My
nipples were as erect as his cock.
Kali slipped off her skirt. She undid her top, freed herself from her
bra. Were were getting naked now, no doubt about it. The time for
pleasantries and feigned innocence had passed. Cybil, not wanting to be
left behind, unzipped her jeans and stood up and shimmied out of them.
Becky, still in her flaring maidÕs top, her hips and legs bare, looked like
some denizen of a childrenÕs book, dressed only from the neck to her navel.
She lifted up her top then, exposing her belly-button. She was eager,
excited. I felt a new nudge against my ass. Alex was in to his flange now,
his leaking penis tip well within me, lubricating my heinieÕs channel.
ÒWhat? What is he doing to her?Ó Becky asked Cybil. Her mouth was
open. Her eyes were bright. I wanted to gloss her little nine-year-old lips
with my favorite lipstick.
ÒHe is sperming her, dear,Ó Cybil replied. She sat down again, bare-
bottomed on the lawn chair. She drew Becky closer and palmed her heinie.
Stealthily her other hand slipped up BeckyÕs leg to massage her cunt.
ÒOh! Please!Ó Becky said. She hunched forward, squeezed her thighs
together. Her hands raised her shirt and she toyed with her nipples. They
were pretty, nickel-sized. Already they had formed into swelling peaks.
The Mayo Clinic would drug her to make her flat chested again.
Psychiatrists would interrogate her. The state would put her in an
orphanage because she knew too much.
Kali pulled her panties down off the outcurved swell of her bottom.
She got them down in front just enough to easily slip her hand in. Playing
with her cunt, she reached out and brushed mine with her fingertips. Alex
pulled harder on my thighs, gripping them. With a gasp I felt his cockhead
embed itself in me fully.
ÒYou are popped,Ó he said to me. There was mastery, satisfaction in
his voice.
ÒYes,Ó I breathed.
ÒNot until you open her fully, all the way up,Ó Kali corrected him,
me. Becky squeaked as Cybil deftly inserted a fingertip into her bottom.
ÒDo not flinch, dear,Ó Cybil cooed to Becky. Her words soothed me
also. ÒReceive, let yourself enjoy it.Ó
ÒItÕs big,Ó I gasped. I felt as if a huge cork had been stuffed in my
asshole. I wanted it out.
ÒPlease mommie!Ó Becky whined.
ÒWill you go take your bath now?Ó Cybil asked.
ÒI canÕt,Ó Becky admitted frankly. She was too excited now.
ÒAlex will pee on you then, and that will have to be your bath,Ó Cybil
replied.
ÒEeek!Ó A little girlÕs favorite expression. Becky leapt up, hands at
her cheeks. Cybil let her unplug herself from her finger, draw back from
her cunt-seeking hand. Becky turned and dashed for the house, her legs
flashing, bottom rearing at us as her cheeks bounced with the pounding of
her little feet.
ÒSuch a sweet thing,Ó Cybil said. She rose from her chair. Naked as
a jaybird she walked over to Kali and lifted her up from her chair. As if to
enforce some code of politeness for guests, she straightened KaliÕs
panties a bit, tugging at the bows that decorated the vee of her crotch.
But she did not bother to pull KaliÕs panties back up over her butt. It stuck
out bare and inviting. It was a pumpkin waiting to be slipped into with a
knife.
The girls advanced on Alex. ÒDo you think your pleasure can come so
soon?Ó Cybil asked Alex. Kali seemed to agree that this must not be so.
Together they grabbed me by my slim arms and yanked me off his prodder.
I felt a withdrawn plug, then a pop, then air replacing what had been so
enormously full just a second before. My O thankfully shrank back to its
normal size. Blushing, I rubbed my bottomcheeks as soon as the girls let
me go. Alex stared up at me, wishing his big thing was back inside me,
where no doubt he thought it belonged.
Kali took hold of AlexÕs cock. He alone was dressed, amongst us.
She yanked on his pecker. ÒCome, sir,Ó she admonished, though I knew her
not to be commanding what he wanted so badly. He stood, his big form
replying to the yank of her small hand upon his dick.
Engorged, trembling with desire, Alex stood. His thing stuck out as
Cybil and Kali set about making the rest of him as naked as it was. They
tore off his clothes, politely, but with firm resolution. Discarded, his
clothes hit the grass, perhaps to be trampled upon later by Becky, playing
in the yard.
ÒWe shall go to a proper dungeon now,Ó Kali whispered into AlexÕs
ear. ÒYou must be trained, sir, and your penis whipped, your balls lashed.Ó
ÒI-I wish only to fuck now,Ó Alex replied. He seemed dazed. His
hunger overpowered him, made him strangely docile. Did he want this? I
mused. Guessing, I realized he must be new to sex, or able to get it
whenever he wished. Either way, he wanted someone else to take charge
this time. He wanted to be relieved of the responsibility. I had no
responsibilities. He was the boytoy and I was the pet. Together we would
mate in the barn, rut in the stables. We would have nice children who
would never disobey and would always vote Republican.
ÒLetÕs go!Ó Kali said. She slapped my ass. In my musings IÕd not
realized they were moving toward the house. Cybil walked ahead, lockstep
with Alex, admiring his cock as he pointed the way to wherever she might
go. Kali urged me forward, pushed me. In my high heels I stepped,
stumbled across the grass, she following. She gave my ass another playful
slap and said I would make a good victim.
Unclothed, naked as the day we were born, we entered into the still
coolness of the house. Cybil unlocked a door along the hall. She saw to it
that we passed into the room beyond. It was dark inside, cold. I shivered.
I drew my arms about my chest in the darkness. Only my bottom, so
recently warmed by KaliÕs hand, did not at once feel chilly.
THE WISDOM OF HOLY JOE
by me, holy joe
Well, I finally have a web page up. ThereÕs even a picture of me
there. Now all the world can see that IÕm not just a writer. IÕm an artist
too.
Please donÕt be too hard on my self-portrait. As a hobo, I canÕt
afford to buy Adobe Illustrator or Painter or some fancy program like that.
IÕm stuck using MacPaint. And, since IÕm ÔpaintingÕ on a computer, IÕm not
using a paint brush. IÕm using a Turbo Mouse. It works pretty quickly, but
the quality does suffer a little. As I see it, I look like Jesus would have
looked if the guy painting the Last Supper had used a Turbo Mouse.
I did extensive research on how to upload my web page on to America
Online. Naturally, I found nothing relevant, and so I had to figure
everything out myself. In hopes of sparing you the same difficulty (should
you be, God help you, even more of a Newbie than me), I am telling what I
did. It applies to anyone who uses America Online. But donÕt worry, the
general principles are probably applicable to any online service.
If you buy Claris Home Page you can pretty much figure out how to
make a web page. I am going to presume you already have a web page, and
need to upload it to America Online.
Where do I upload?
You upload your web page to your free ftp site on America Online.
Every screen name on America Online is entitled to two free megabytes of
ftp space. If you are a Master Account Holder (i.e. not the wife or the dog
or somebodyÕs kid), you are entitled to five screen names on America
Online. That means even I, as a humble hobo, have a total of five screen
names on America Online, and hence, a total of TEN free megabytes of ftp
space!
How do I upload my web page to my ftp site?
Your web page will consist of two parts. One part is the text part.
The other part is the graphics part. (The self-portrait of me, in my case.)
If you type on your web page but donÕt add any graphics, that is the
text part of your web page. Think of that AS your web page. Any graphics,
like a self-portrait of yourself, are really just an insert INTO your web
page.
Your web page is uploaded to your ftp site as follows:
1. Choose a Ôfile name.Õ My file name for my web page is
fuckdecency.html
Note that it is not:
fuck decency.html
You must never leave a space in your file name.
The html is essential. You can call your file whatever you like, but
you must add
.html
ThatÕs right. A period, followed by html
So you might have butter.html or myass.html
2. Click on the ascii Ôradio button.Õ This will upload your web page
as a TEXT file. (Then press whatever button it is that actually performs
the upload.) By selecting ascii you will upload your web page as a text
file.
Now you must upload the graphics portion of your web page. (So
everyone can see your beautiful self-portrait).
1. Choose a Ôfile name.Õ My file name for my graphic is
fuckdecency.gif
ThereÕs no need for the .gif file name to match the .html file name.
Mine just happen to be the same, thatÕs all.
As you can see, the .gif is required to be at the end of whatever file
name you choose (for your graphic).
Upload the graphic for your web page not as a text file, but as a
binary file. There is a radio button that you click on labelled Òbinary,Ó
just as there was a different radio button labelled Òascii.Ó Click on
ÒbinaryÓ and then upload your web pageÕs graphic.
My web page canÕt find my graphic. WhatÕs wrong?
The reason your web page (made with Claris Home Page) canÕt find
your graphic is because itÕs looking for it on your hard disk! You see, when
Claris Home Page generated the necessary html code to find your graphic,
your graphic WAS on your hard disk! Now youÕre sitting on the toilet, your
computer is off, and your poor web page (up on America Online) is looking
for your graphic on your hard disk.
You need to alter the html code on your web page so that, when itÕs
sitting up on America Online, it can find your graphic ON AMERICA ONLINE!
I would suggest that you put your graphic at the top of your web
page. Now, when you go wading into the html code for your web page, you
will easily find the code that relates to your graphic.
(Remember, you are going to alter the html code on the TEXT portion
of your web page. In my case, I will be altering the code in my file named
fuckdecency.html
HereÕs what the code looks like:
<P><IMG
SRC="http://members.aol.com/nnd6/fuckdecency.gif"
WIDTH=468 HEIGHT=383 X-SAS-UseImageWidth X-SAS-UseImageHeight
ALIGN=bottom></P>
Yikes! I know, youÕre feeling scared now. DonÕt worry. The <P>
indicates the start of your graphic, (p for Ôpicture,Õ I suppose) and the </P>
indicates the end of your graphic.
So, letÕs look at whatÕs inbetween the <P> and the </P>
Only the first part of the code displayed above is important. LetÕs
look at just that:
<P><IMG
SRC="http://members.aol.com/nnd6/fuckdecency.gif"
You probably figured out already whatÕs important in the smaller
piece of code shown above. ItÕs the part between the quotation marks.
DELETE IT! ItÕs telling your web page to call up your graphics file from
your hard disk! You need your web page to call up your graphics file from
itÕs place ON AMERICA ONLINE!
As you can see, I have already inserted the necessary location for my
graphics file on America Online. It is:
http://members.aol.com/nnd6/fuckdecency.gif
(The part thatÕs between the quote marks).
And what, exactly, is between those quote marks? Why, thatÕs my
ADDRESS on America Online!
http:// this is the standard identification for a web page.
members.aol.com this is the standard address for an AOL memberÕs
ftp site (or, in this case, my web page at my ftp site).
/nnd6/ thatÕs one of my screen names. (NOT the slashes. Those
are just an essential part of the address. My screen name is nnd6
fuckdecency.gif thatÕs the actual name of my graphics file
With that understanding, we can quickly deduce the OFFICIAL
ADDRESS of my web page! It is:
http://members.aol.com/nnd6/fuckdecency.html
Note that the address shown above ends in .html
ThatÕs because the Internet surfer will be going to the TEXT portion
of my web page. Any graphic, like my self-portrait, is just an INSERT.
The text portion of my web page calls up the graphics file and inserts it
into itself (into the text-only part of my web page). The result, from the
surferÕs point of view, is the wonderful self-portrait you see of me, with
Fuck Decency information typed below it. But the ÔrealÕ web page is the
Fuck Decency information. My self-portrait is just an inserted .gif file
(that the code displayed above, which is on my text-only web page, uses to
call up my .gif file.)
Hopefully every dissident in the world can now get a web page up on
to the Internet. You now have no excuse! If a homeless bum (whoÕs a
pervert) can figure this out, you should be able to figure it out too.
AND IN THE END...
ÒIs the Internet GodÕs will? For all we know, yes.Ó
- Time, December 16, 1996, pg. 69.
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