Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Issue No. 174
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BLADDER BOY
Too young to fuck but not to pee!
Running around the house Wee! Wee! Wee!
Peeing on chairs and on the table too
Peeing on the dog and in the kittyÕs food
Bladder boy! Bladder boy!
Who needs strength of steel when youÕre Bladder boy?
Bladder boy! Bladder boy!
Gifted with a penis that is a toy!
Chasing mom around, peeing on her feet
No bath for me, IÕm armed and fleet!
Peeing on dad and on his paper too
I may be short but IÕm deadly in the nude!!!
>.i x .,...uuppy Love
Chapter One
All the females adopted a quizzical look. The males, though, seated
around us, smiled slyly, as if anticipating pure decadence. Seeing as
master was utterly serious, Sonja and Jasmine lifted AnnaÕs small
shoulders, helping her, as Tara scooted back her chair to get out of the
way. She meant to take the cucumber with her, but master ordered her to
leave it embedded.
Shocked, shivering, Anna rose as best she could from the bed.
Standing, she found she could just straighten her back, which was
fortunate, given that her wrists were bound by long cords to her ankles.
From her left wrist a cord of rawhide ran down to her left ankle. From her
right wrist, the same, a cord running down to her right ankle, each of them
taut now, giving her no more room. She could not lift her hands to pat her
tummy or scratch her nose, though she might just have taken hold of the
cucumber which protruded so naughtily from her pussy. She did not,
though, given how master glowered at her. It was stuck well up, at least
halfway, opening her as sheÕd never been before, making her look like a boy
with curly blonde hair, perhaps a soprano in the choir, the testicles
removed to make the voice high and bright.
ÒWere you not instructed to bed these girls down?Ó master asked
Anna. I felt as if I might be watching a fight between parents.
ÒYes,Ó Anna-mommie answered with lowered eyes to master-dad,
who clearly had the upper hand, what with Anna being bound and smeared
all over her face, ridiculously, with cream. Yet I saw his eyes flicker over
the sheen of her lovely untainted body, her breasts wet and bare, her
tummy smooth, her pussy still neatly set off by its whiteness, showing
where she wore her swim panties when she was outdoors, where the sun
was permitted to shine and where it wasnÕt. Her cuntlips stretched
woefully far over the intruding cucumber, making her stand bow-legged,
her thighs apart to accommodate the now-unwanted intruder. She
trembled, her nipples hard and erect with female passion, yet her tummy
seemed to shudder at the thought of being punished.
ÒTurn her around,Ó master said to Sonja and Jasmine. They leaned
forward helpfully, not wanting to anger master, their breasts hanging
pendant, as if to offer him milk. Solicitously they took Anna by her
shoulders and turned her so that her back was displayed to master, and her
bottom. Anna whimpered. Master ordered her bent forward onto the bed.
ÒWeÕll see how much you can hold today, Anna,Ó master called to her. He
took hold of her hiney and vented apart the cheeks, showing her hole. His
cock pressed up against it. He was big, highly impressive, but I felt
desperate for Anna, who could hardly want any more in her than was
already there.
Suddenly I was bent over, by a man who stood and made me his own.
I felt his eager hands split my cheeks (which, in their youthfulness, hardly
needed much to get them apart.) He stuck his cockhead against my hiney
hole and waited. I found my head next to AnnaÕs, she turned her face to
mine.
ÒLook what youÕve done!Ó she blurted to me. I felt very sorry for her,
even as I dreaded my own fate. I extended my tongue and licked up a bit of
whipped cream on the tip of her nose.
ÒIÕm very sorry,Ó I said quite sincerely to her, as I felt the impress
of the man at my own back more fully, more urgently, his pee slit finding a
dark sanctuary within which it might burrow right up me. He flexed apart
my hinds, stretching my opening, pushed a little deeper. But he was still
waiting for master to begin the proceedings. Opposite Anna, Rachel was
similarly placed as myself, her hole exposed and a man put to her rump to
ream her.
All around us now I heard the sound of clothes being removed. Two
ladies who were not already engaged in the preparations for sex now took
off their gowns, relishing the sight and feel of their nudity in front of
others. I realized we were all strangers here, for master had to ask Sonja
her name. She told it to him, and he ordered her to get her dress off.
ÒI want you to fuck my girlfriends Tara and Jasmine,Ó he told her.
ÒGet the biggest dildo you can find. There are some in the cake there, the
one we had not eaten yet. I guess itÕs too late now.Ó
ÒYouÕre kidding,Ó Jasmine replied. I glanced at her, gloriously naked.
She turned and eyed Sonja. There was a small smile on the redheadÕs face.
ÒWhatÕs your name?Ó Sonja asked Jasmine.
ÒUh, Jasmine,Ó the blonde replied.
ÒWould you like--Ó Sonja put a hand to her mouth, blushed. ÒWould
you like me to bugger you, Jasmine?Ó
ÒNo, I wouldnÕt,Ó Jasmine answered. Tara approached, took Jasmine
by the hair.
ÒMy bottomÕs not going to be sore because of your disobedience,Ó
Tara said quickly to Jasmine. The blonde glanced with defeated eyes at
master.
ÒIf you insist, master,Ó Jasmine said sheepishly.
ÒGood, good,Ó master answered. The thought of seeing such a lovely,
proper-looking young woman buggared sent my loverÕs cock jabbing more
deeply into my tight-squeezing sphincter. He didnÕt have even his
cockhead into me yet, but he was flexing his hips, impulsively, his pee slit
just within, urging the knob of his manhood back and forth within my
just-opened rear, as I strove to keep myself completely closed, not really
wanting him, least of all there, where master had so recently raped me.
ÒOOOH! Quit pressing your thing against my hiney!Ó I heard my
former instructress Rachel whine, obviously not the least pleased at being
put summarily over the edge of the bed and made ready for buggering.
Anna sighed into my mouth, feeling the pressure of master against her
arse, even as she struggled with the cucumber that stuck intrusively out
in front of her, banging and bumping against the bed, for all the world like
a real cock. Except that a man, finding his hardness beneath him, would
feel simply its extrusiveness, while she was simultaneously being fucked
by its indriving pressure, being split apart by it, filled with it. It must
have been awkward and steamy and everything she could never imagined,
being thus thrusting and thrust-thru, suffering an impending assault
simultaneously at her rear. She could not have dreamed of such an
agonizing result when she first lay upon the bed to be made into a
memorable dessert. Now, though, I doubted anyone present would forget
her fate. I tried to kiss her mouth to console her. As I did so, I felt an
impulse to spear her mouth with my tongue, and I did, fucking her myself,
orally, even as she was so well-fucked in her other parts.
ÒHere comes the bride,Ó Sonja and Tara sang out as they came up to
the bed with the fateful white wedding cake. I did not know if this was
some reception gone awry or not. They settled onto the bed, holding the
big cake carefully. All were nude now, Sonja and Tara and Jasmine the
bride-to-be, as well as the young man beside her, the one whoÕd shot off
on AnnaÕs breast, yet remained pleasantly hard. I saw his penis was
regorged now, full of pulsating stiffness and probably on a hair trigger
from all the jiggling female flesh that pressed so near to him. The girls
and he lowered the cake onto the bed. ÒThe first slice is for you, Johnnie,Ó
Sonja said lightly. ÒYouÕre going to get your butt fucked just like Jasmine
here.Ó Startled, he turned his head first to Tara, then back to Sonja,
finally to master.
ÒAh, a clever idea,Ó master answered. His eyes met TaraÕs.
ÒAlright, then, Tara, you can fuck Johnnie, and weÕll all be fucked and
fucking at one, then. You do make a fine-looking bride, Johnnie. I hope you
donÕt mind bending over and showing us all your hole.Ó Johnnie gulped.
Jasmine turned to him and suddenly placed a kiss on his young hairy chest.
ÒWeÕll do it together,Ó she said to him, softly. ÒWeÕll be buggared
together, side by side, man and wife.Ó
ÒBut itÕs our wedding night,Ó Johnnie said. ÒI donÕt want to be
fucked on my wedding night!Ó He laughed then, nervously, and I realized he
was nobodyÕs groom, just a young man, unattached. They were playing. I
admired him for contributing to the spirit of it.
ÒYes, itÕs your bridal night, the two of you, Johnnie and Jasmine, how
sweet!Ó Tara said. She watched, the four of them sitting in a semi-circle
around the cake, which lay unsteadily upon the bed, as Sonja delicately cut
into the big triple-decker with a sharp carving knife. Johnnie, nude as the
rest, sat with wide eyes near Sonja, his stiff cock wiggling as he watched
the butcher knife slice so smoothly through the massive cake.
ÒDonÕt spurt, Johnnie, the cakeÕs white enough as it is,Ó Jasmine
reproached him, seeing how thick and hard and quivery his cock was.
Lightly she ran a hand across the top of his organ, hoping to soothe it.
Johnnie gulped and promised her he wouldnÕt come on the cake.
Sonja cut big pieces for all four of them and passed them around,
then served the guests from the bed, each of them coming forward to take
a slice. A piece was placed in front of my face and I drew it close with
my hands and bit into it. I felt crumbs fall onto the small of my back as
the man with his cock pressing into my hole received a slice and ate it.
ÒMmmm! Cake!Ó Rachel piped up. She asked to get up to be allowed
to eat it, but master told her Ôno.Õ
ÒOh! I think I hit something!Ó Sonja smiled suddenly, her mouth
half-full with cake. She lifted her gobbling lips from the big slice she
was holding. I saw a cockhead protruding from the half-eaten slice. It
looked for all the world like a real penis, pink and rubbery. Sonja
displayed her find. It was admired. Others ate more lustily, hoping to find
treasure in their own large pieces of the wedding cake.
ÒAh, hereÕs uh, mine,Ó Johnnie said suddenly. He had found a dildo
within his piece. The girls broke into giggles.
ÒThatÕs yours, alright,Ó master announced. ÒPut it on, Tara. YouÕll
do Johnnie with that.Ó
Proudly Tara took the cake from Johnnie and broke it open to get at
the big dildo that waited inside. I felt my own loverÕs cock surging
impatiently against my rosehole. Anna gave a little gasp, masterÕs poised
organ pushing into her a little now, preparing for the main assault.
ÒOh please, let me finish my cake!Ó Rachel cried. I could not see her
but I guessed her lover was testing her even as Anna and I were tried. We
would be getting poked any minute now, with manly thrusts that might rip
us up inside if the men were not sensitive and careful. I doubted they
could be, so long had they to wait, and wished Sonja and Tara would be
quicker about getting into their fuck gear.
Her proud breasts jutting out in all their female splendor, Sonja
fitted herself into a cock-harness that had been thoughtfully thrown upon
the bed for her. First she placed the dildo within it, then she put the
harness on, as if girding for a horsey ride. As for Jasmine, the horse, she
was forced to help with her own rape by buckling SonjaÕs harness. It
closed at the small of SonjaÕs back, and Sonja turned and presented her
back and behind to Jasmine. With a look of trepidation upon her face,
Jasmine buckled SonjaÕs harness. Then Sonja turned to face Jasmine, and
ordered her onto her knees.
ÒDoggie-style, so I can mount you,Ó Sonja commanded. With
uncertain eyes and trembling limbs, Jasmine complied.
ÒYou seem as nervous as a virgin,Ó Sonja said to Jasmine. She
approached the girl and knelt behind her, the dildo poised for work,
stroking JasmineÕs hiney with her fingers to reassure her.
ÒI-IÕve never done this before,Ó Jasmine replied. She was at least
22, perhaps older, yet sheÕd never been buggared in this way, she said, and
it scared her.
ÒWhat?Ó Tara asked. ÒYou boasted to me that youÕd taken huge dildos
up your backside!Ó
ÒThat was only, only to keep you or master from dildoing me,Ó
Jasmine answered. ÒWhen I saw how huge some of his dildoes were, in his
cabinet downstairs, I decided to boast in the hopes of not getting fucked
that way.Ó
ÒWhy you little bitch!Ó Tara said. Master laughed.
ÒI guess youÕve been outwitted out of a deflowering,Ó he said to
Tara, who looked like she clearly relished the lesbian tryst that was about
to take place beside her.
ÒWell, I still have Rachel and Barbi to put through their paces,Ó Tara
answered, sending a shiver down my spine. Tara made Johnnie bend over,
and was quickly helped into her cock-holster by master, who leaned over
Anna to fix her into it. With blushing cheeks, his own cock stiff and huge,
Johnnie watched. Tara came to him, stroked his bottom a moment, and
then oiled him with a tube of vaseline that was now being passed around
for all of us.
I heard a squirting sound as wet streaks of vaseline were applied to
my loverÕs cock. I pushed my bottom back, impaling myself a little on him,
and he helpfully gave me a squirt right on my distended hole, to ease his
passage into me.
ÒWeÕre all set now,Ó Tara announced to master. She batted JohnnieÕs
hand away from his cock and told him she would bring him off herself at
the appropriate time. ÒUntil then, your cock remains untouched, young
man. YouÕll cum when I say, not before. But your asshole will be breached
at my discretion, and right now!Ó A nod from master had ordered her to
begin.
I felt an indriving surge then, all-powerful, full and deep. I gasped,
could not breathe a moment. He was mad for me. Anna shrieked, feeling
master push into her already filled interior. Rachel squeaked like a mouse
being raped which, given her small size, was just about exactly what was
happening. She and I were twin mouses. We didnÕt belong here, I screamed
to myself, as I felt my behind pillaged remorselessly.
My lover eased his urgency a little, seeing me squirm so desperately
beneath him, but Anna bleated all the more desperately as master thrust
his cock into her hiney.
ÒYes, yes, Anna!Ó I heard him gloat. ÒDo you remember being a little
girl, wondering what it would be like to have something inside you? Now
you are feeling it, really filled with it, you are nothing if not a well-filled
and fucked mare, your whole insides jammed full of cock and fake cock,
perhaps never to be set free, stuffed and hammered and full right up to the
brim!Ó He laughed, maniacally. Anna began crying. I turned my face to
hers, guessed she was simply crying from the shocking completeness of it
all, her pussy and bottom receiving all, her girlish days gone forever. No
more speculating under summer suns and leafy trees, swinging on swings
while watching for boys, clad in small tight jeans, her hips narrow as her
waist, her cherry intact and her bottom untouched. Now she was female,
fully formed, puffing and yelping and desperately trying to receive all that
was forced into her. She had not given birth yet, not felt the true fullness
of pregnancy and baby birthing, but she was as full as any female could be
save for that. I shot my tongue into her mouth, to relieve my own awful
need to escape my fate. Together we bumped hips and breathed hotly,
screaming sometimes, as our lovers made us full-fledged women.
In the morning I was carried downstairs and returned to the bed with
Rachel. We slept all day, the sunlight softly filtering through the
curtains, oblivious, uncaring, our bottomholes well opened, a little sore,
feeling like well-used brothel girls. Not caring, we hugged the teddy bear
between us. That evening Anna, refreshed and merry, came and rousted us.
She made us bathe and got in the tub with us. We played a long time,
sailing the rubber ducky around the tub and between each otherÕs legs. We
made ports out of our pussies and nosed the duckÕs bill carefully home,
docking it right where a man would most like to place his penis. Anna had
us suckle her teats.
ÒDarlings, IÕm going to have to spank you both for being so naughty
last night,Ó she told us. ÒYou should not have crashed the party.Ó Rachel
and I each sucked one of her nipples hopefully, thinking we might dissuade
Anna by enough lusty sucking between the two of us. After our bath,
though, she took us back to the bedroom, and sat down on the edge of the
bed, putting me over her lap first, face down. She walloped my hiney with
her bare hand. I cried. She did not stop until she was sure IÕd been well
punished. Then she had me stand, and put Rachel in my place. Clutching
my red hiney, I watched with sniffling nose and tear filled eyes as Rachel
got her due. We were both taken to dinner then. In the limo, riding with
master, lying over his legs so our bottoms would not have to sit. Arriving
at a posh restaurant, we ate standing beside masterÕs table, to the
bewilderment of the other guests. Perhaps a few, seeing me and Rachel
shift nervously on our feet, our lightly clad asses gyrating with seemingly
needless little circular motions, guessed at our fate. We wore short
dresses and no panties. When we returned home to masterÕs we were put
straight to bed, face down on our bellies, wearing only our bedtime socks
and tees. Our ankles were tied to the bed to prevent our getting up. We
were warned not to wet the bed.
ÒHow can we help it, if we canÕt get up to pee?Ó Rachel moaned.
AND IN THE END...
Clinton Bans Free Speech, But CanÕt Type
ÒThe president... confides to friends that he has no keyboarding skills
(canÕt type) and has never surfed the Web of his own free will.Ó
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