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                                  Andrew Roller Presents
                              NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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                               A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS

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                                       Chapter Eleven

         "Lay on another stroke," Mary told Alicia.  Mary knelt at the head 
of the bed, beside Therese.  She held the cordless telephone up to 
Therese's face.
         "Mfff!"  Therese screeched behind the bra that gagged her as the 
cane struck yet again.  Therese's eyes bulged.  Alicia had never caned 
anyone before, and her strokes were unpleasantly severe.  Mary 
pretended not to notice.
         "You hear that?"  Mary spoke into the phone, referring to Therese's 
muffled scream.
         "Yes!  What is it?"  The male voice at the other end of the 
telephone line asked.
         "It's Therese!"  Mary crowed.  "You know, the girl who whipped you 
last night when you and Jed were sperming me and Alicia's bottoms?  
Therese isn't as talkative today, but her bottom is bare and me and 
Alicia's arms are growing weary from caning her."
         "Hold everything!"  Peter yelled.  "Jed and I will be right over!  We 
have plenty of strength in our arms, don't we Jed?"
         "Yes, and in our cocks too!"  Jed shouted from afar.  A shiver ran 
down Mary's spine as she remembered the engorged penis which had 
split her peach asunder the night before.  If Peter and Jed's arms were 
anything like their penises, Therese would never sit down again.
         Therese heaved forward as Alicia laid in yet another amateurish 
stroke with the cane.  Therese turned her head to Mary and shook it 
violently, a look of desperation on her face.
         Mary sat down on the pillow beside Therese and stroked the girl's 
auburn hair.  "What's the matter, darling?  Is little Alicia too tough for 
you?  You, the big mama of Phi Oui.  And to think you had chosen not to 
admit her."
         Another stroke from Alicia and Therese slumped forward and 
broke into sobs.  "Look!  She's crying!"  Mary exclaimed.  "I don't believe 
it!  I've got to get a picture of this!"
         "Did I hit her too hard that time?"  Alicia asked innocently.
         "You hit her too hard every time," Mary laughed.  "But don't worry, 
I'm sure Therese will be more than willing to teach you how to cane 
someone properly once she's released."
         "Will she be mad at me?"  Alicia asked.  She walked over and 
gazed at Therese's face from the side of the bed.
         "Get back there," Mary told Alicia, indicating the rear of the bed.  
Mary aimed her camera at Therese.  "I want one more stroke before you 
quit," Mary said.
         Alicia returned to her position behind the bed.  She raised the 
cane.  She swung.  It landed lightly upon Therese's naked bottom.
         "Hard!"  Mary commanded.  "Like you were doing it before!"
         "I, I can't, now that I know it would hurt her," Alicia quavered.
         "Dammit, give me that thing!"  Mary said, trading her camera for 
the cane.
         "Snap her picture when I hit her," Mary told Alicia.  "And stop 
shaking, or you'll blur the photo!"
         Alicia stood as Mary wished, but she was trembling 
uncontrollably.  Mary walked over to Alicia and whacked her bottom.  
Alicia fell forward, dropping the camera on the bed.  Mary pulled down 
Alicia's panties (which had never been satisfactorily returned to their 
proper position upon her bottom since the struggle to tie down Therese) 
and laid three quick cuts on Alicia's derriere.
         "Ooch!  Ouch!"  Alicia exclaimed.  She put her hands over her 
bottom cheeks and rubbed them.  "Don't!  My bottom is still tender from 
last night!"
         "You should be whipped every day until you learn to take a picture 
without shaking," Mary said.  "Photos and movies can be a terrific part 
of sex."
         "Well, I don't care about them," Alicia replied impishly.  "I don't 
even like canings.  Maybe I should just go home now."  Fortunately for 
Mary, it was at this moment that the doorbell of her apartment rang. 
          "Pretty yourself up, we've got company," Mary told Alicia. 
          Mary was almost at the door when she realized her only attire 
was a miniscule bikini bottom, disheveled from her bedroom antics.  
Quickly she shook her hair over her breasts and straightened the 
microscopic panties as best she could.  Then she opened the door.
         "Hello, we're with the Jehovahs Witnesses and..." the voice broke 
off suddenly.  A stunned middle-aged man stood in the hall, with an 
equally speechless elderly man beside him.  Alicia, herself naked 
except for her panties, came up behind Mary.  Alicia, unfortunately, had 
naively neglected to cover her breasts with her tousled tresses.
         "Are those the men you said were coming?"  Alicia asked Mary.  
Mary couldn't move.
         "I say, young lady, is there something you need some fellers to 
give you a hand with?"  The elderly man asked.
         "Rupert!"  The middle-aged man snapped.  He returned his gaze to 
Mary and assumed an imperious demeanor.
         "Forgive us for intruding on your affairs, young lady.  Should you 
ever recognize your need for religious instruction, feel free to call 
upon us."  The man handed Mary a fistful of religious tracts.
         "Uh, thankyou," Mary stuttered.
         "Come along, Rupert, I fear there are some souls who are utterly 
beyond our power to grant salvation," the middle-aged man said to his 
companion as he spun on his heels and began to walk away.
         "But, Brother Robert..."  the elderly man said.
         "We have other sinners to attend to, Rupert."
         "But..."
         Mary slammed the door and leaned against it, her eyes wide.
         "Who were they?"  Alicia asked.
         "Just your friendly neighborhood party poopers," Mary said.
         Suddenly the doorbell rang again.  "Damn!"  Mary swore.  She 
yanked open the door.  "Go to hell!"  Mary yelled.  Her long locks swung 
about, revealing her perky nipples in peek-a-boo fashion.
         "What's the problem, honey?"  A young man's voice asked.  Mary 
focused on the visitors.  It was Peter and Jed.
         "Ohh!"  Mary crumpled into Peter's arms.  His bare chest felt good 
against her.
         "Come on in," Mary said, pulling on his shoulders.  Jed followed.
         A moment later all had been explained and everyone was standing 
in the bedroom admiring Therese who was, of course, still tied down on 
all fours on Mary's bed with her bottom prettily presented for the cane.  
Mary's hand was  inside the top of Peter's swim trunks.  She had led him 
into the bedroom by pulling on them.
         Peter placed his hands on the cheeks of Mary's bottom.  He palmed 
them gently.  He could feel the warmth of her flesh beneath the silky 
fabric of her panties.  "To tell you the truth, Therese's bottom looks 
like it's had just about enough," Peter said. 
          "I'm afraid Alicia may have spoilt it," Mary said, a bit downcast.  
"She did it too hard."
         Peter pulled open the back of Mary's panties.  Mary, surprised, 
looked over her shoulder.  "Well, Therese knew what she was doing 
when she whipped you last night," Peter said.  "There's hardly a mark 
left.  You look like you're ready for  more."
         "What!  No!"  Mary struggled to pull away but Peter was upon her 
at once.  A moment later the couple had tumbled to the floor.  They 
were both laughing, but Peter was clearly enjoying the situation the 
most.  He opened the bottom drawer of Mary's dresser and fished out a 
bra.  With it he quickly bound Mary's outstretched wrists to the leg of 
her nightstand and pulled her panties midway down her thighs.  A loud 
smack resounded as Peter struck Mary's bared bottom with his palm.
         "Care to join your friend?"  Jed asked Alicia.
         "I doubt if I have much choice," Alicia said ruefully.  She slid her 
panties down her legs and stepped out of them, then walked across the 
room and knelt down beside Mary.
         "You are a wise and obedient girl," Peter said to Alicia as she 
stretched out her arms before her.  Peter fished another bra out of 
Mary's dresser and bound Alicia's wrists.
         "Please don't strike us too hard," Alicia told Peter.  "Our bottoms 
really do still hurt from last night."
         "Actually, now that we have you both in receptive positions, it 
occurs to me that while we did get to enjoy your rectums last night we 
sorely missed the opportunity to entertain your pussies," Peter said.  
He began to untie his swimsuit.  "What say, Jed, shall we treat these 
young sinners to a bit of earthly salvation?" Peter asked.
         Jed broke the knot on his trunks and whipped them off.  His penis 
sprang into the air, throbbing with anticipation.  "Salvation indeed," Jed 
said.  "Mary told me that she and Alicia were never brought to orgasm 
last night."
         Peter and Jed knelt behind Mary and Alicia respectively.  The girls 
shifted their bottoms to the side, as if to refuse.  "Uh-uh.  I know you 
want it," Peter said bluntly to Mary.  He cupped her pendulous breasts in 
his palms and kissed her cheek.  Mary shuddered and then, in surrender, 
turned her face and glued her lips to Peter's.  Her mouth opened to 
receive his tongue.  Peter reached down and pushed the head of his 
penis between Mary's labia lips.  He gave a quick forward thrust with 
his hips and the stem rammed up Mary.  She groaned under the ruthless 
rapidity of the insertion.
         Jed, however, had decided to take his time with Alicia.  He merely 
knelt behind her, his stiff penis bobbing lewdly less than an inch from 
her outstretched bottom, his hands absently caressing her back and 
buttocks.  Alicia, oblivious for the moment to her  suitor, watched 
wide-eyed as Peter began to bump and grind his hips with Mary's.
         "Do you like to fuck?"  Jed asked Alicia.
         "Huh?"  Alicia asked.
         "I said, do you like to fuck?"  Jed asked again.
         "Only if it's done gently," Alicia said.  "I'm not into all the things 
Mary and Therese are."
         "You mean S and M?"  Jed asked.  "You can be trained to enjoy that.  
Some girls have to be."
         "Please don't fuck me," Alicia said.
         "What?"  Jed asked.
         "I want to get up.  I don't feel like doing it right now.  I want to go 
to the bathroom."
         "Fuck her," Mary grunted, turning her face toward Alicia but 
keeping her eyes closed as wave after wave of passion swept over her.  
"There's a pee bowl under the bed.  Make her use it."
         "Okay," Jed said.  He stood, his penis wobbling grandly as he did 
so.  He walked back a few steps and then crouched down and looked 
under the bed.  A moment later he drew out the bowl.  
         Jed returned to Alicia and knelt behind her.  She had drawn her 
legs together.  Jed gave Alicia's bottom a quick slap.  "Open your legs," 
Jed commanded.
         "I don't want to.  Let me up," Alicia said.  "OUCH!"  Jed had 
accorded Alicia's bottom a second slap.
         "If that isn't persuasive enough for you I can get the cane," Jed 
told Alicia.  Reluctantly, Alicia spread her legs.
         Jed put the bowl in position and then placed his hands on Alicia's 
tummy. 
          "Come on, I want to see you pee," Jed said, tickling her.
         "Take a picture of it!"  Mary breathed.  Alicia giggled.
         "Oh, Mary, you're a definite slut!" Alicia laughed, unable to resist 
Jed's squirming fingers.  Suddenly a stream of urine burst from Alicia 
and splashed into the bowl.    
         As the last drops of urine sprinkled from between Alicia's thighs 
she clamped them together again.
         "I thought I told you to keep those legs open," Jed said.
         "I still don't want your penis inside me," Alicia replied curtly.
           "That does it, I won't ask again for what I can have by force," Jed 
said, rising.  "Mary, where's your cane?"
         "Don't let him!"  Alicia cried to Mary.
         Mary was just recovering from a spate of orgasms and was 
feeling giddily fulfilled.  Peter untied her wrists as she swooned 
beneath him in a final kiss.
         "Alright, if you won't tell me where the cane is I'll just use my 
belt!"  Jed swore.
         Mary slithered from beneath Peter and rose, brushing her hair 
back.  She smeared away the semen between her thighs with her 
delicate, diminutive hands. 
          "Now Jed, it's not nice to compel a woman to have sex when she 
isn't in the mood," Mary cooed.  Then she padded over to Jed and 
whispered something in his ear.  Alicia, her head turned round and her 
disheveled hair partially obscuring her view, saw a grin spread across 
Jed's features.  A moment later both Mary and Jed retreated to the 
bathroom.
         "Untie me, please," Alicia whined to Peter.
         "Forget that bitch, I've been tied up all afternoon!"  Therese 
snarled.
         "I guess someone should see to you," Peter grinned to Therese.  He 
bent over her and tugged at the nylon stockings that held her wrists 
fast to the bedpost. 
          Therese bit into Peter's ample bicep.  "Do me, please," Therese 
breathed.
         "Before or after I untie you?"  Peter asked, his cock already 
stiffening at the thought of yet another engagement in a delectable 
vagina.
         "It doesn't matter," Therese sighed.  The dark haired vixen, so 
often the bane of men, offering herself up to them only to dash their 
hopes at the last moment, was clearly desperate.
         "I've heard you're fantastic in bed," Peter said.  "I think a truly 
virtuoso performance would require that you be untied."
         "Hey!  What about me?"  Alicia squeaked.
         "Are you good in bed too?"  Peter asked, gazing over his broad, 
tanned shoulder at the supple blonde who knelt on the floor with her 
bottom rearing high in the air.
         "No!  I mean, yes!  I mean, untie me too!"  Alicia said.  But just 
then Therese, freed from her bonds, rolled over and took Peter's face in 
her hands, her deep brown eyes glowing with desire.  Peter's loins 
nestled into Therese's and the woman glanced over at Alicia.
         "I think Mary's got plans for you, dear," Therese said on a whim, 
more to scare the little girl than anything.  Then she turned her face 
back to Peter and their lips met in an eternal kiss.
         Beyond the sound of Therese and Peter's squirming bodies and the 
rustling bedsheets Alicia could hear a container being filled with water 
in the bathroom.  A shiver ran down her spine.  Her cute, dangling 
breasts with their pert pink areolas quavered.
         A moment later Mary and Jed returned, giggling and laughing.  
Mary had managed to pull her bikini panties back up around her hips, but 
Jed was still naked, and his erect penis indicated that whatever 
intimacies the two had shared in the bathroom, it had not led to an 
expulsion of Jed's sperm.  But it was not the bobbing of Jed's penis, 
which jiggled with his every step, that sent a sheet of fear through 
Alicia.  It was what he wheeled in front of his cock--a large, steaming 
tank with a slim hose wound at its side.
         "No!"  Alicia screamed, wrestling with the bikini bra that held her 
wrists to the leg of the dresser.  Therese and Peter broke their kiss 
momentarily to glance over at the bound blonde.  Then, realizing that 
their genitals had yet to couple, they both glanced downward and thrust 
together.
         Mary stood over Alicia, giggling.  "You can't be a total party 
pooper, dear," Mary said calmly to Alicia.  "If you don't wish to screw, 
then you'll be treated to an enema instead."
         "Get away from me!"  Alicia cried.  She slumped her hips to the 
floor and curled up in a fetal position.
         "Such a little baby," Mary tittered.  She placed a foot between 
Alicia's thighs and torso and straddled the girl, then knelt so that her 
cotton sheathed labia pressed against Alicia's ribs and her face looked 
down upon her bottom.  Mary gave Alicia's derriere a swat and then 
grasped her hips.  With assistance from Peter she wrested Alicia's 
posterior upright.  Peter then wrenched Alicia's bottom cheeks apart 
and Mary, dipping her finger in a jar of Vaseline which they had brought 
from the bathroom, oiled the aperture of Alicia's rectum.
         "No!  No!  No!"  Alicia begged.
         "I don't think she's ever had anything up her bottom before," Mary 
said.
         "Of course she has!  She had my penis up her just last night at the 
sorority party," Jed exclaimed.
         "Oh, I'd almost forgotten," Mary replied.  "So much has happened...  
Well, you know what I mean, she's never had a cyclonic injection 
before."
         Alicia wriggled fiercely beneath Mary.  A few days earlier Alicia 
would not even have known what her newfound friends were doing.  But 
after her stay at Lilith's mansion, Alicia knew exactly what was in 
store for her.  And this would be a far more thorough and demanding 
enema than a glass straw and a mouthful of wine could provide.
         "Here, you'd better hold her," Mary said to Jed.  "She's like a little 
wild animal."  They quickly switched places and Mary uncurled the tube 
from the side of the boiling container.
         "GET OFF ME!"  Alicia screamed at the top of her lungs.
         "Mfff!  Let me up!"  Therese said to Peter.
         "Huh?"  Peter asked, disturbed from his phallic reverie.  He 
methodically pulled back his cock in anticipation of another thrust and 
Therese rolled out from beneath him.
         "You can only make so much noise in a condo," Therese said to 
Alicia, rising from the bed.  She dropped her feet to the floor and 
walked over to Mary. 
          "What are you doing?"  Mary asked as Therese suddenly untied the 
bikini panties around her waist.  Alicia let out another war whoop of 
anguish at her impending fate.
         "Sorry to relieve you of your modesty, dearie, but a thread in time 
saves nine," Therese said demurely to Mary.  She took Mary's panties and 
knelt over Alicia, quickly wrapping them about the blonde's mouth.  "Did 
you enjoy gagging me earlier today?"  Therese asked Alicia.  "Well, now 
it's your turn."  Then Therese turned to Jed.
         "Get up," Therese commanded.
         "Huh?"  Jed asked.  Therese pushed at Jed, who sat straddling 
Alicia's back, his hands on her bum.  "But she'll throw you off," Jed 
protested as Therese pushed him off Alicia.
         "Brains sometimes can make up for brawn, or even outdo it," 
Therese remarked slyly, taking Jed's place.  Alicia thrust her hips 
upward with a ferocious jolt.  Therese bounced once and then pinched 
Alicia's bottom with her sharp nails.
         "Ouuff!"  Alicia howled.
         "Yes, honey, it hurts, doesn't it?  Here's two more," Therese said.
"Ouuff!  Owff!"  Tears brimmed at Alicia's eyes.  However, she did not 
buck again.
         Therese looked over her shoulder at the gagged little beauty's 
visage, with her big, blue, innocent eyes that could just as easily have 
been on the face of a little girl gaping at spectacular sweets in a candy 
shop.  "Here it comes now," Therese said as Mary bent low with the 
cyclonic tube.  "Don't tighten yourself or you'll only make things more 
difficult."
         Peter sat on the edge of the bed, his rock hard, aching penis 
coated with Therese's drying love juice.  Therese, ever the vamp, had 
done it again.  She had stood up a man at the last minute, denying him 
his release.  Peter couldn't believe it.
         Mary presented the end of the tube to Therese and the dark haired 
girl spread Vaseline over it.
         "Are you ready?"  Mary asked Alicia over Therese's shoulder.
         "She says she'd like to think about it and call you back in an hour," 
Therese smirked.  Mary reclaimed the end of the now greased tube.
         "Okay, honey, here's your enema," Mary said.
         "Ngg!"  Alicia expelled her breath through her nose as Mary 
pressed the tube into her tight anus.  Therese pulled hard at Alicia's 
cheeks in an attempt to widen the passage.  A moment later Mary 
motioned to Jed to open the water valve. 
          "The water is pretty hot, darling," Mary said over Therese's 
shoulder to Alicia.  Suddenly Alicia jumped uncontrollably as hot fluid 
rushed into her rectum.  Therese gave her bottom a little pinch.
         Alicia felt herself filling up. 
          "Watch the level, don't give her too much," Mary cautioned to Jed.
         "But not too little either, we do want to have some fun," Therese 
laughed.  She gently pinched Alicia's bottom with her lacquered nails.
         "You shouldn't keep pinching her," Mary said to Therese. 
          "It's fun!"  Therese replied.
         "How would you like it if someone did that to you?"  Mary asked, 
suddenly clasping Therese's nipples with her nails and pinching them.  
Laughing, Therese clamped her own fingers over Mary's nipples and 
pinched back.
         "Hey, you seem to have forgotten me," Peter, somewhat peeved, 
said, striding over to Therese and Mary.  His erect penis inadvertently 
thrust between their faces.
         "Well, we mustn't do that," Therese said with a mischievous 
gleam in her eyes.  Both she and Mary reached up and began pinching 
Peter's swollen cock. 
         Peter jumped back at once.  "Ohh, don't take it away," Therese 
sighed.
         "I want to fuck!"  Peter demanded, walking back up to the girls.
         "In a minute, honey," Therese said.  Her cherry tongue slithered 
out and flicked Peter's penis as her fingers returned to playfully 
pinching Mary's breasts.  Mary, taking her cue from Therese, stuck out 
her own tongue and began laving Peter's cock as her fingers retaliated 
against Therese's mammaries.
         Jed, heady with a lusty erection of his own, nonetheless remained 
at his post by the cyclonic tub.  A moment later he shut off the 
outflowing water.  Alicia shivered imperceptibly.
         "She's ready to empty whenever you're through," Jed said, walking 
over to Therese and Mary.  The two girls turned their tongues toward 
Jed's penis and he chuckled, thrusting himself forward to accommodate 
them.  A moment later both men's members were vying for the 
attentions of the girls' wayward tongues.
         Alicia, meanwhile, felt like she was on a long car trip, and she 
very much needed a rest stop.  She mewed between her gag for 
attention.
         "Ohh, the poor thing, we mustn't leave her all filled up like that," 
Mary remarked.  She bent down and pulled out the tube, unplugging 
Alicia.
         Therese looked over her shoulder as Peter untied Alicia's wrists.  
"Alright, this is the testing part,"  Therese said.  "You need to make it 
to the bathroom without spilling your enema on the floor."
         "Think you can do it, honey?"  Mary asked.  "Therese and I will help 
you."  Both girls rose and took one of Alicia's arms.  Alicia remained 
stock still, like a frightened bunny, afraid to move.
         "C'mon, UP!"  Mary said, and lifted Alicia.  She and Therese both 
placed a palm on one of Alicia's bottom cheeks and attempted to press 
them together as the girl stood.
         Her mouth still gagged, her hair a mess of long blonde strands, 
her svelte naked limbs gleaming with perspiration, Alicia wobbled to 
the bathroom in the arms of Mary and Therese.
         As soon as Alicia bent toward the commode her bowels opened, 
releasing a flood of fluid into the john.
         "Oh, it's like Niagara falls!"  Mary squealed.
           Therese reached behind Alicia's head and undid the gag.
         "That wasn't fun," Alicia pouted.
         "Poor baby, we'll give you a nice, hot bath to make up for it," Mary 
said.  "Fill the tub, Therese."
         "Just a minute," Peter said, entering as Therese bent to open the 
bathtub faucets.  "You can bathe your little friend after I get what you 
promised me."
         "Oh!  Dear!"  Therese protested.  Mary ran to Peter and pulled at his 
arm, curling her fingers as best she could around his bulging bicep.
         "All you men ever think about is your penises!"  Mary said, tugging 
at Peter.
         Jed entered and grasped Mary from behind.  "I did your bidding, 
now you'll do mine," Jed said, and bent Mary over the side of the tub 
beside Therese.  Both girls, still standing, surrendered their palms to 
the far side of the bathtub wall as the men thrust into them from the 
rear.
         Alicia, suddenly feeling sprightly, rose from the toilet and 
grasped each man's testicles from behind.  
         "Hey!"  Both men looked about, surprised at the sudden 
development.
         "Relax, you're in good hands," Alicia purred, then gave each sack a 
warning pinch as if to stress that now it was she, not them, who 
commanded the available genitals.  Of course, the men could have 
disengaged themselves from Mary and Therese and subdued Alicia, but, 
after waiting so long, that was an option neither of their cocks could 
bear to contemplate.
         The moments passed slowly, as if a part of some erotic dream, 
with Mary and Therese moaning softly in tandem to the grunts of Jed 
and Peter, whilst Alicia, singing softly to herself, toyed with the two 
taut sacks of semen that she held in her warm, petite palms.  
         A bit later Jed and Peter each gave a final shove and exploded 
with satisfaction.  Therese and Mary swooned.  Alicia squeezed the 
men's balls and then assisted them with the final spurts by pressing 
her palms into their buttocks.  Finally the two pairs of lovers stood up 
straight and gazed in admiration at the nude bodies that had just given 
them so much pleasure.
         "And now for Alicia's bath," Mary announced.
         "I don't want to take a bath," Alicia said.  Everyone gaped at her 
and she exploded into giggles.
         The tub had been filling all the while and it required only bubble 
bath liquid and a moment's stirring to be ready.  Peter and Jed jumped 
in and Therese followed; Mary took Alicia by the shoulders and then 
lifted the girl's knee, saying: 
         "Come, sillikins, you'll be the guest of honor.  Now that you've had 
hot water inside of you, it's time to have some outside as well."  
         Mary stepped into the tub with Alicia and then knelt beside 
Therese.  Alicia, revelling in the four pairs of eyes that were upon her 
lithe, naked form, remained standing.
         Therese soaped her hands.  She passed the bar to Mary and then 
commenced lathering Alicia's right thigh.  "You have such beautiful 
legs, darling.  Don't you think her legs are lovely, Peter?"  Therese 
asked.
         "Yeah, and her pussy is even lovelier," Peter joked.  He lay down 
next to Jed in the warm, bubbling water and put his hands behind his 
head.  Jed's penis, having only come once, began rising through the 
foam, but his balls still ached, so he just relaxed and watched the girls 
bathe Alicia.  No doubt when they were through tending to the girl he 
would be the one to spear her with his manhood.
         A bit later the couples sauntered out into the living room.  Mary, 
enamored of Jed's erect member, persuaded him to feed it to her.  
Alicia, as was her habit, proved recalcitrant at Therese's decision that 
she should do likewise with Peter's penis.  But, finally, nudged with a 
few swats from Peter's belt, Alicia relented, and knelt and took his 
half-hard cock into her mouth as he sat relaxing on a plush love seat.
         "If you're unused to sucking on a man's member it's better that 
you start with a soft one," Therese told Alicia.
         "I'll be hard in a minute," Peter grunted.
         "I certainly hope so.  I'm looking forward to another bout of 
fucking with you," Therese said coyly.
         Perhaps it was the sound of a lovely young woman pronouncing 
obscene words.  Perhaps it was the promise that the words portended.  
In any event, Peter was stiff within seconds.  Seeing his new condition 
Therese bent and catered to his testicles, urging them with gentle 
squeezes to release their load while preparing Alicia for the liquid 
onslaught by stroking her hair and glowing cheeks.
         "Hold him lightly," Therese told Alicia.  "We'll vacuum pack your 
throat another time, after you've had some practice.  This time let him 
thrust himself back and forth between your pretty pink lips.  Men love 
thrusting, anyhow, it's in their nature.  Give them a hole and they'll 
insert themselves and start punching in and out of it."
         Therese's erotic monotone was too much for Peter and, his elbows 
resting on the arms of the small sofa, he thrust his hips forward in a 
final plunge and exploded in Alicia's mouth with a fountain of sperm.  
Then, groaning, he pulled his dying erection out of the girl and collapsed 
back into the chair.  
         "Hold it a moment in your mouth before swallowing," Therese 
suggested to Alicia.  The blonde, her cheeks bloated, smiled as she held 
the precious seed, nearly spluttering it out in a giggle as she imagined 
how silly she must appear.
         "Doesn't she look pretty with a mouthful of sperm?"  Therese 
asked Jed as his penis was favored with Mary's lips.  Jed, his own 
testicles churning on the brink of release, could only grunt in reply.  
Peter sat in a stupor of satisfaction, gazing pleasantly down at Alicia, 
who still knelt on the deep gold carpet between his knees, an errant 
trail of semen drying on her breast and tummy.  
         Therese knelt down beside Alicia.  "Have you ever French-drunk 
wine?"  Therese asked Alicia, who by now had begun swishing the 
semen around in her mouth.  Alicia nodded her head.
         "Let's French-drink your mouthful of sperm," Therese suggested, 
putting her lips to Alicia's so that she could receive the masculine 
nectar.
         The effect was instantaneous.  Jed, who had earlier boasted of his 
prodigious power to withhold the coveted product of his loins, spilled 
at once.   Peter, only moments before a disinterested spectator, reared 
up immediately, his penis pronging into the air and demanding further 
attention.  Therese, meanwhile, her hands resting gently upon Alicia's 
soft, thin upper arms and her nipples just brushing Alicia's, accepted 
Peter's sperm into her mouth.
         "How would you like to add to your collection?"  Peter asked 
Therese as she sat back on the carpet and tossed the hair out of her 
eyes.  Therese swished the reproductive fluid in her mouth and 
swallowed.
         "I wouldn't," Therese said, "but now that I've cheated poor Alicia's 
tummy out of your seed I'm sure she'd appreciate another donation."  
And then, as if in a choreographed motion, Alicia bent forward and 
greedily stuffed Peter's erect cock back into her mouth.  
         Peter, happy for Alicia's girlish attentions but dismayed at 
Therese's diffident refusal, pushed his hips forward to assist in 
obtaining the next ejaculation whilst keeping his eyes on the alluring 
figure of Therese as she rose and went to chat with Mary and Jed.

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