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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS
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Chapter Twelve
It was a leisurely afternoon conversation. Alicia, her studies
done for the day, sat twirling a strand of her hair with her finger as
she and a friend sat talking with Mick. The two girls were done with
school for the day, and had decided to pay Mick a visit. Lilith, perhaps
sensing that her own company was of only secondary interest to the
girls, had politely excused herself and gone into town. An air of
restrained eroticism pervaded the room even more thoroughly than the
afternoon sunlight, which bathed all in a warm, golden glow.
"Our Meteorology teacher is such a nerd," Vicki said snippily.
"He probably goes home every night and jacks off over it," Alicia
added disdainfully.
"It's been about 30 years since I've had to do that," Mick said.
"Unless, of course, a girl asks me to." Vicki and Alicia giggled.
"I've got my Meteorology book right here," Alicia said. "I'd love to
see you jack off over it." Alicia extended the book to Mick. As she
leaned forward her cleavage was alluringly visible beneath her
decollete sweater. She wore no bra.
Mick took the tome on Meteorology and flipped through it.
"Ah!" Mick cried, grabbing his crotch with his hand. "Inverse
thermoclines!" Mick made as if to massage his dick through his
trousers. Both girls burst out laughing.
"How would you like to go riding?" Mick asked. His eyes shifted to
Alicia and met her gaze. "On a real horse this time."
"Oh! You have horses here?" Vicki asked, her demeanor suddenly
as awed and innocent as that of a little girl. "May I come too?" Mick
and Alicia exchanged a smile.
"You may come first," Mick said, but the meaning eluded Vicki,
who was clearly excited at the prospect of an equestrian excursion.
Mick rang a bell. A butler entered.
"Prepare two horses," Mick commanded. "Bareback, but with
velvet cloths draped over for the girls."
"Oh, I've never ridden bareback!" Vicki exclaimed delightedly.
"Have you ever ridden bare?" Mick asked, rising from the chair on
which he had been seated. He flicked open the topmost buttons of his
linen shirt.
"No, and we don't want to either," Alicia said, rising from the
couch on which she and Vicki had lounged. "But knowing you, we'll have
no choice." Without further ado Alicia pulled her sweater over her head.
Her bare breasts bounced vigorously as the sweater passed up and over
them, freeing them. Mick admired their resilience as Alicia, her face
hidden inside her sweater, pulled it up and over her head.
Vicki sat upon the couch, a confused look on her face, still as a
frightened rabbit but with a hand at the topmost button of her blouse.
Her fingers were frozen upon the button, unsure whether they should
follow the lead set by her friends.
Mick cast aside his shirt and walked over to the now topless
Alicia.
"No!" the blonde squealed happily. She fell back, catching herself
as her hands alighted upon the arm of the sofa. Though still standing,
Alicia was now at a 45 degree angle from the floor. Mick grasped her
jeans and yanked them open. He pulled them down her thighs. Alicia,
having forgone panties, howled at the sight of her blonde muff. Her
eyes gazed down at her nudity through the strands of her tousled blonde
mane.
Mick tugged Alicia's fashionably marred, pre-washed long pants
down her thighs and over the cowboy boots which she wore beneath
them. A moment later Alicia was utterly naked except for her Buster
Brown knee-length boots and a leather belt which was looped loosely
about her waist. Mick stepped forward and fingered the leather
accessory.
"You can keep that," Mick said of the belt. "It may come in handy
later."
Alicia pushed herself up so that she was once again standing fully
erect.
"You're so rude," Alicia scolded Mick with an air of merriment
that belied her anger. At once she bent down and yanked at his pants.
She then dropped to her knees and pulled down Mick's trousers,
underwear and all. Mick's erect penis sprang out, hitting Alicia in the
face. Alicia squealed with embarrassment as Mick and even Vicki
laughed at the penis which had whacked her and now throbbed
obtrusively before her. Alicia yanked down Mick's dress pants, pulling
them over his thighs, lowering her head now below the level of his dick.
Vicki, perhaps only in unconscious empathy toward her
companions, slowly flicked open several buttons on her blouse as her
gaze remained fixed on her friends. Alicia struggled to get Mick's pants
off his feet, which he alternately kept planted to the rug. Finally
succeeding, she untied his shoes and pulled them off along with his
socks.
Alicia rose and stood beside the now naked Mick. She brushed
back her long tresses with her hand as her eyes followed Mick's to the
still clothed Vicki. In unison both Alicia and Mick suddenly attacked
Vicki, Alicia tearing at the seated girl's silk blouse as Mick went for
her pleated miniskirt. Vicki, unsure how to react, put up a half-hearted
resistance as her determined friends relieved her of her clothes. In
only a few seconds Vicki found herself down to her bra and panties, and
after a moment's more effort even these modest undergarments were
shorn away.
The butler appeared in the doorway to the room.
"Sir, the stallions are ready," the butler said, stiff in his tuxedo
and oblivious to the nudity before him.
"Thank you, you may go now," Mick replied. The butler turned on
his heels and left, quietly closing the door behind him.
"You two are awful!" Vicki exclaimed petulantly. Her gaze fixed
on Mick's penis. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself, standing like that
before your butler?" Even as Vicki spoke her features softened in
obvious regard for the impressiveness of Mick's rod.
"We shall be riding entirely on my estate, which is well secluded.
It is warm out, and last I heard horses do not come equipped with air
conditioners," Mick said. Vicki pouted.
Alicia produced a jar of cold cream, which she had discovered on
the lowest shelf of a nightstand next to the couch. Intended for
medicinal purposes, such as relieving an ache, Alicia suggested that the
chilly salve might be applied to Mick's dick.
"At least then your penis won't get hot," Alicia smiled. "Too bad
there's not enough for all of you...or all of us."
"I wouldn't want that greasy stuff all over me," Mick said. "But
some on my dick is O.K. Perhaps it will give me another crack at that
tight little anus of yours." Alicia giggled and knelt before him.
"Come and help me," Alicia called over her shoulder to Vicki as
she applied the first daub of cream to Mick's member. Mick's back
stiffened as the coldness of the cream came in contact with his hot
rod. Vicki smiled at the idea of tormenting Mick, who clearly wanted to
hold back his seed for the riding. She leapt like a cat down from the
couch and knelt beside Alicia. Vicki dipped her fingers into the jar and
then, looking up at Mick and giving him a mischievous grin, touched her
digits to his rod.
"Mmm, such a big beast," Vicki said in mock admiration. "I hope
we don't run out of cream before we get his whole dick lathered up."
Alicia was applying the cream in long, loving strokes from the root of
Mick's rod to its crown. A drop of pre-cum began forming at the tip.
Vicki added the cum to her creamy fingers and applied it as well,
asking Mick for more.
"Do you want your balls done too?" Alicia asked. Mick winced and
shuddered.
"No thanks, the dick is enough," Mick breathed. The girls were
just applying the finishing touches to Mick's creamed member,
affecting the air of fine artists, when the door to the room opened. The
girls looked up with surprise and met Lilith's shocked stare.
"Uh, hi honey, what brings you home so soon?" Mick asked.
"I got a traffic ticket," Lilith said. "It depressed me, so I decided
to come home. I see you haven't been ignoring our guests." The girls
looked slightly relieved at Lilith's forbearance. This was, after all, her
husband, but it was his money which funded her expensive lifestyle.
"Mick's going to take us riding," Alicia said to Lilith. The woman's
eyes alighted upon Vicki, whom she had not seen before naked.
"My, you would look delicious tied to my four-poster bed," Lilith
said. Vicki blushed with surprised embarrassment.
"Perhaps later," Mick said to Lilith.
"Of course," Lilith said. She turned on her heels. "Don't let me
disturb your little play. Call me if you need me...or my whip." With that
Lilith was gone. The door swung toward its frame, but did not close.
"Let's go, girls," Mick said. "The horses are waiting." Both girls
rose and Mick took each of them by the hand. Together they walked out
of the room, Alicia leading the way, Mick following, Vicki in tow.
Stepping outside, they luxuriated in the feel of the sun on their nude
bodies as they walked hand-in-hand down the grassy hill to the stable.
They walked three abreast, the girls' bosoms pertly pointing the way on
either side of Mick. Below his penis stood erect, gleaming in the sun,
also pointing out the direction they were to walk. Lilith watched
unobserved from the window, her whip dangling by her side. She flicked
it once, wishing she could possess the bottoms that retreated before
her.
A butler stood on the near side of the lower field, holding the
reins of two fine Arabian stallions. Over each horse's back was draped
a blue velvet cloth. There were no saddles. About halfway down the
side of each of the cloths leather stirrups had been sown into the
velvet. The wind briefly flipped one of the cloths up and underneath one
could make out that a strap, also sown into the velvet, passed under the
horse's belly to keep the cloth in place.
While coming down the slope Alicia had mentioned to Mick that
Vicki was an anal virgin, much to the girl's chagrin. Now the trio stood
before the first of the horses.
"I will ride with you, Vicki," Mick said. Alicia placed a hand on
Vicki's shoulder and kissed her on the cheek. Vicki stared at the velvet
mount, soon to be the scene of her anal denouement.
"It'll be fun," Alicia breathed to Vicki. "He's already taken me
there, and he was gentle."
"If you insist," Vicki said softly, almost in a trance. At Mick's
urging she stepped into the stirrup that faced her. Mick palmed her
bottom, pushing her upward as she swung her leg over the back of the
horse. The horse whinnied as Vicki settled atop him. She gazed down
at her friends, suddenly transformed into a regal empress, albeit with
"new" clothes.
"I've never been on a horse before," Vicki gushed.
"Hang tight, I'll be there in a minute," Mick replied. He walked
Alicia over to her mount and helped her up.
"Think you'll be O.K.?" Mick asked Alicia.
"Sure, I've done some riding," Alicia said. "Not like this you
haven't," a little voice said in the back of her head as her pussy lips
spread upon the soft, warm velvet. Alicia adjusted her posture and felt
the velvet make contact against her clitoris. The butler handed her the
reins for her horse.
"What's his name?" Alicia asked the butler of the stallion, petting
his mane.
"Windsor," the butler said.
"Such a royal name," Alicia cooed to her steed. He shifted and
neighed. If the butler felt consternation at not being asked his own
name he did not show it.
Mick, meanwhile, had fitted Vicki's feet into the stirrups and then
mounted behind her. The head of his stiff penis jabbed at her bottom,
but he made no effort to enter her. The butler handed the reins to
Vicki, and Mick reached around her to hold them with her. At a word
from Mick both stallions leapt forward.
Mick and Vicki raced across the field, which was bordered by
trees. Alicia, her own steed under her nominal control, kept pace
beside Mick and Vicki. Behind them the butler watched for a moment,
then turned back toward the house. Lilith would be waiting for his
bottom.
The forest that comprised the majority of Mick's estate closed in
on them as they reached the far side of the field. Together the trio
rode through quiet glades and along dappled paths.
"I'm giving you the reins," Mick said a bit later to Vicki. The girl,
having let her hands slip down to her thighs, retook the reins in a
tentative grasp. The stallion slowed to a canter, as did Alicia's beside
them. Mick reached down and put his hands to Vicki's bottom. "Stand
up," Mick said to Vicki. After a moment's confusion the girl realized
what was wanted of her and rose in her stirrups, lifting her seat
several inches off the velvet. Mick grasped the inrolling cheeks of
Vicki's bottom with his hands. He separated them. He urged his hips
forward and planted the head of his penis against Vicki's anus. "Settle
back down, slowly," Mick commanded. Vicki eased herself back down
onto the velvet, Mick's penis an ever greater pressure on her anal
sphincter as she did so.
"I'm not sure I like this," Vicki protested. Just then the horse
stepped down into a dry stream bed, jostling its riders. Mick's prick
inadvertently thrust forward, sinking its crown fully within Vicki's
rectum.
"I'm in!" Mick whooped, admiring the shaft of his penis, whose
head had now disappeared within Vicki's bottom. Vicki, now seated
fully upon the velvet again, squirmed. It would be quite a different ride
from now on.
"We'll ride this way for awhile," Mick said, leaning his face over
Vicki's shoulder. He lifted both hands and cupped Vicki's jiggling
breasts. Vicki guided the horse with frightened hands, hoping to keep
the rest of Mick's dick at bay by making the ride as smooth as possible.
With each step, however, she felt Mick's greased dick sinking slightly
deeper within her, impaling her by degrees on his rod of love.
"Let's gallop," Alicia suggested as the trio stepped out from the
trees onto another field.
"N-noo," Vicki protested, but in vain. Mick urged his horse
forward as Alicia raced ahead. Confident now, Alicia stood up in her
stirrups. Her regal bottom shone in the sun, offering itself to Mick's
member, teasing him. Her long blonde mane trailed behind her, flying in
the wind. Vicki cried out, her own bottom no longer sleeping in virgin
serenity. With each gallop of the horse Mick's dick plunged deeper, with
little effort required on the part of Mick, despite the tightness of the
passage.
As the horse reached the middle of the field, which ran for
several miles, Mick found himself fully ensconced. Now each gallop of
the horse caused Vicki's bottom to bounce upon his rod. He was fucking
Vicki's ass without having to do anything himself. Vicki attempted to
stand in her stirrups, in imitation of Alicia, but Mick placed a firm hand
on her shoulder. She was to remain upon his prong until he said
otherwise.
Silent tears streaked down Vicki's cheeks as she pulled up with
Mick beside Alicia.
"Poor darling, it can't be all that bad," Alicia, sitting down again,
said to Vicki.
"It is!" Vicki sobbed, but felt like a spoiled little girl as she did.
Mick asked Alicia to take off her belt and hand it to him. Alicia,
wondering how the belt could be used on Vicki's bottom while she was
sitting on Mick's lap, nonetheless handed the leather strap to him. Mick
admired it for a moment and then swung it at Alicia, barely missing
her.
"Eeek!" Alicia screamed, and urged her horse forward into another
sprint, standing up again as she did so. Mick followed in hot pursuit,
the trees before them quickly giving way to another field. Mick swung
at Alicia's bottom again, and this time he hit. One strike was followed
by another. Vicki, meanwhile, sobbed as she bounced uncontrollably
upon Mick's prick.
Alicia's bottom became striped with pink streaks, and when Mick
finally heeded Alicia's cries to desist the blonde could only sit down
again with difficulty.
"Ouch!" Alicia pouted as her bottom came into contact with its
velvet seat. There seemed to be no end to the desire people felt to see
her lovely fanny respond to leather. The horses were walking slowly
now, side by side. Mick draped Alicia's belt over his neck and admired
her snowy breasts as they jiggled in the brilliance of the afternoon sun.
"Are we still on your property?" Alicia asked, squirming
delicately in an attempt to relieve the pain in her bottom.
"Probably not," Mick said nonchalantly. He eased Vicki upward and
the girl, relief spreading across her face, stood up as best she could
after the ordeal and heard a sucking sound as Mick's prick, still stiff,
withdrew from her rectum. A pop was heard, and she felt pre-cum upon
the rosette of her sphincter.
"You still haven't come!" Alicia exclaimed, her eyes riveted on
Mick's dick.
"I guess that hand job you girls gave me back at the house inured
me to coming," Mick smiled. "That and the prospect of taking your
bottom." Mick dropped from Vicki's steed and sprang onto Alicia's. The
girl squealed, but Mick had her by the shoulders before she could even
think of jumping off.
"Up," Mick commanded. Alicia obeyed, her relief at raising her
scorched bottom from the velvet mixed with apprehension at what such
a posture boded. No sooner had she risen than Mick slipped the head of
his rod between her cheeks and began forcing her back down.
"Now you're going to get it," Vicki said to Alicia, looking like a
little girl who had just suffered a spanking but was anticipating seeing
a compatriot suffer the same fate. Alicia cried out as her bottom
lowered toward Mick's lap. Her eyes, a wild look in them, stared
unseeing at Vicki's tear stained cheeks. Mick urged the horse forward.
Vicki sat still upon her unmoving stallion, afraid to ride it
without Mick. Around her Mick galloped with Alicia, the girl shrieking
in pleasure and pain as his rod imbedded itself deeply within her
intestines and she bounced upon it. Vicki felt a twinge of unexpected
envy, even as she shifted her derriere upon the velvet in an attempt to
dissipate the discomfort in her rectum.
It was after sunset when the stable was regained and Mick helped
the girls to dismount. They had both been fucked repeatedly, Mick
loosing his seed in three successive orgasms before his loins finally
gave out. The girls stood with difficulty, both as a result of the riding
and the thoroughness with which their intestines had been introduced
to the male member. Gently Mick led them back up the hill toward the
house. In the distance, through an open window, they heard the crack of
leather across bare flesh. Above them stars winked approval as they
crossed the final yards to the mansion and were urged inside. No
sooner had they entered than they found themselves on the edge of a
crowd that was participating in a masked ball. Admiring partiers
pressed drinks into their hands.
A perspiring Lilith left off striking a serving girl with her whip
and sashayed over to Alicia and Vicki. She took each girl by the elbow.
Her breath was hot upon their skin as she faced them. The girls, chilly
from being outside, resented not Lilith's exhalations. Lilith was taller
than both of them, and they looked up at her with wide eyes, as if
begging forgiveness for frolicking with her husband.
"Well, I guess your little anuses aren't quite as tight as when you
left, eh?" Lilith asked. There was a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"They're quite sore," Alicia said. Vicki nodded in mute agreement,
as if hoping her acknowledgement would permit her release from
Lilith's grasp.
"Lilith, you're not thinking..." Mick began. He reached out as if to
break Lilith's hold on the girls.
"Indeed I am," Lilith replied. "I should think to take advantage of
their anuses whilst they're still stretched." She twirled the two girls
about and walked them from the room, the guests following.
Down the hall a door was opened by a butler. Alicia gasped as she
stepped inside, putting a hand to her throat. Vicki began trembling
uncontrollably. Before them stood half a dozen posts, affixed to the
floor, waist high and thick as broom handles. Atop each, comprising the
final foot, was a semi-flexible rubber phallus. Each one was larger
than the one next to it. Lilith stood between the girls, regarding them
warmly.
"Do either of you know how one of the kings of England was
killed?" Lilith asked.
Alicia found her voice and asked meekly, "It didn't have anything
to do with putting something up his bottom, did it?"
"My, such a bright girl," Lilith said. "You are quite right. Nobody
was allowed to mark the king's flesh, but he had to be executed. Don't
ask me why. So they heated up a metal pole, much like the ones before
us, and shoved it repeatedly up his rectum until they had burned all his
insides out." Vicki let out a little cry. Alicia gulped loudly.
Lilith broke from the girls and walked forward to the nearest
post. She took a handkerchief from her corsage and grasped the dildo
atop it. She gave a sharp tug on the dildo and pulled it off the post.
"The dildos are made of thin rubber. The base of each dildo is hollow,
so that it can be fitted over the top of the post," Lilith said, looking
like the villain in a James Bond movie just prior to Bond's intended
death. "Inside each dildo, at the bottom, is a little plug. I had the
serving girls fill the dildos with boiling water and then plug them. The
dildos are quite hot, which is why, of course, I need the hankie." Lilith
replaced the dildo atop its post.
Alicia and Vicki each felt a man seize her from behind. Looking
back, they saw that two of the male guests, bereft now of pants, had
grabbed them. The men's erect penises prodded their bottoms. Despite
the tenderness of her rectum, Alicia found herself wishing that it was
the penis at her bottom that was about to sodomize her. Instead, she
knew that her rectum was reserved for the inanimate pricks which
stood in all their evil glory atop the poles.
Several young women, their eyes masked but their bottoms bare,
walked up to the rubber phalluses. One touched her finger to the top of
a prick and then drew back just as quickly from its heat. She turned
and, standing on tiptoe, teasingly made to fit the prick between her
bottom cheeks. Her lips parted and her eyes closed as the hot rubber
came into contact with her skin, causing her to issue a soft moan.
Bravely, she pushed the rosette of her anus down upon the prick's tip,
sucking in her breath as it touched the entrance to her nether hole.
"Did it burn you?" a female asked as the girl drew her fanny from
atop the rubber dick.
"Not quite," the girl said, her hands going back to massage her
nether cheeks, "but it is hot."
"I wonder which of you girls will be able to take the biggest
dildo?" Lilith asked of Alicia and Vicki, as if to spawn a spirit of
competition between them. Neither girl seemed much interested. "Each
prick is bigger than the one next to it, as you can see. I'll bet each of
you will be able to take at least five out of the six," Lilith said.
"I hope not," Alicia said.
"I'm sure I can't even take one," Vicki blurted.
"Which is why I'll be the one controlling your descent," Lilith
smiled. She gestured to the men behind them. "Prepare the girls for
suspension above the dildos."
"No!" Vicki screamed. She began to struggle.
"Sweet darling," Lilith cooed, touching a hand to Vicki's hair and
stroking it. "You may scream all you like here. In fact, I dare say the
room was made for screaming. Nobody will hear you, so fill your lungs
with air as we fill your rectum and let it out as loudly as you can."
"Please, Lilith," Alicia said. She too was trembling now. Lilith
just smiled at her, a cat's smile.
A leather band was tied about each of Alicia's thighs. A metal
ring hung from the front of each band. Alicia contemplated the twin
rings. Would they have ropes run through them to lift and separate her
thighs as she was lowered down upon the spike? A band was tied about
her tummy. It was pulled tight. It held four rings.
Alicia looked beside her and watched as a man and woman
outfitted Vicki in similar bondage attire. It was strange, both girls
nude, the recipients of so much leather apparel, yet in the end left just
as exposed as before they were dressed. Beyond several females
lovingly greased up the poles. Just how far down would she and Vicki
be pushed on those ominous spires?
Bands were bound about Alicia's ankles and each of her wrists.
Then her upper arms. Then her neck. Each held iron rings for ropes.
Finally the girls were led over to the poles. Vicki was weeping. Ropes
were run through all Alicia's rings and then fastened to pulleys
overhead. Vicki stood watching. Lilith mounted a spiral staircase that
led up to a balcony that arched out over the spires. Two men
accompanied her.
Suddenly Alicia felt herself being lifted into the air. She looked
over her shoulder at Vicki. The girl's tear-streaked face was cringing
with fear. Alicia was hoisted into the air until she dangled over the
first of the posts. It was slim, almost diminutive in its width. But it
was just as long as the others. Alicia looked down at it helplessly. Her
thighs were pulled wide. Her knees were lifted until they almost
touched her ears. Then the precarious descent began.
All eyes in the room were riveted on Alicia as her heinie dropped
toward the skewer. Suddenly she felt the dildo's tip knocking at her
back door. Alicia gasped at its hot touch. Another half inch of rope
was let out and it delved within. Alicia gasped. Slowly, ever so
slowly, the rope above her was let out. Inexorably her bottom
descended, the pike rising up within her.
Strangely, Alicia found the heat of the spear soothing the inside
of her pillaged rectum. Far from inflaming her already overworked
sheath, the hot dildo proved to be a comfort, albeit an intrusive one.
Alicia relaxed, relishing the warm spike up her bottom. Her head lolled
back.
"She'll be able to take the biggest one," Lilith said. Alicia's head
sprang back up. She felt her bowels constrict about the pole. There
were still five bigger ones to go.
Ever so gently Alicia was lifted from the first spire. She had
done well, taking two-thirds of its length up her bottom. But she eyed
with remorse those that she had yet to receive.
"Please, Lilith, that felt good, but I don't want any more," Alicia
said. She looked up at the woman. Lilith had taken her top off and her
breasts dangled freely over the balcony's railing.
"It was the perfect capper to an afternoon of butt fucking,
wouldn't you agree?" Lilith asked. Alicia nodded.
"But we didn't want to get fucked up the butt that much in the
first place," Vicki blathered. The girl was quite nervous.
"You were an anal virgin until this afternoon, weren't you?" Lilith
asked Vicki. The girl nodded her head vigorously, still hoping to stave
off her own turn. "But then you decided to have a little fling with my
husband, didn't you?" Lilith asked. Vicki lowered her head, knowing a
nod in either direction would be equally damaging to her case.
Alicia was lowered to the floor and released. While Lilith would
no doubt have liked to see how many poles her bottom could take, the
eagerness of testing Vicki's heinie had overcome her. Vicki sobbed and
pleaded as she was tied. Then she was hefted into the air, and her
bottom brought to hover over the first of the spires. Slowly,
inexorably, she was lowered down toward it. Vicki twisted in her
bonds, hoping somehow to avoid her fate. Two women stepped forward
to guide the pole up her anus.
"Auggh!" Vicki cried as the pole came to her bum.
"Surely it can't hurt that much?" Alicia asked the girl, having
stepped forward herself to help her.
"Noooo!" Vicki wailed as Alicia and the two women gently prised
her bottomcheeks apart to give the pole easier access. It slipped
between the ring of her sphincter. The memory of the pole up her own
bum tingled in Alicia's anus as she watched.
Vicki quietened as the pole sank ever more deeply up her derriere.
The heat of the dildo penetrated her bowels, making them feel warm
and somehow satisfied. Vicki whimpered, still resisting in her heart if
no longer in her bowels. Her body seemed to relax. Her limbs unbent
and fell open as much as the ropes would permit. Alicia touched her
cheek, then bent forward and kissed it. As Alicia kissed the face of her
friend her own bottom was admired with remorse by the gentlemen, for
they knew such a delectable derriere would be off limits to them due to
what it had already undergone.
Alicia was feeling sleepy by the time Vicki was lifted from the
pole and, thankfully, allowed to go free without being examined by its
brothers. As Vicki's feet were returned to the floor she crumpled into
Alicia's arms. Alicia hugged her and complimented her on her bravery.
Both girl's straps were undone and then Lilith permitted them to leave.
Gratefully they bid the other partiers goodnight and retreated to a
bedroom.
"Let's sleep together, for protection," Vicki said to Alicia as they
gained the safety of a bedroom. "I don't want anything else going up my
bottom, even if it's the best penis in the whole world!" Vicki watched
as Alicia locked the door behind them.
"Good idea," Alicia said, and made to secret the door's key in her
blouse before realizing she wasn't wearing any. "Just because Lilith
tells those men not to touch us doesn't mean they won't try."
Together the girls scrambled into bed and cuddled in each other's
arms. When they were comfortable, breasts to breasts and tummy to
tummy, they kissed. Before either of them knew it they were both
sound asleep.
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-----Other providers:
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-----Great books by Jock Sturges: Radiant Identities (etc.)
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-Naughty Naked Dreamgirls (Library of Congress ISSN: 1070-1427) is
copyright 1998 and a trademark of Andrew Roller. Work by others
copyright 1998 by the respective copyright holder.
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