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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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A MANSION FOR MASOCHISTS
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Chapter Thirteen
After an uneventful night Alicia and Vicki rose and bathed. Mick
had already left the house, so they kissed Lilith goodbye and returned to
campus. For safety's sake, the girl's took Alicia's car rather than risk
being seduced by the handsome driver of one of Lilith's limos.
Alicia was pondering the finer points of Meteorology the next
afternoon when Lilith called and said she had planned a party but
wouldn't be able to attend.
"It's just a small party," Lilith said. "About half a dozen people.
My stupid husband flew to New York and forgot his medicine. The
stuff's sensitive to temperature. I can't trust it to an overnight
delivery service, and it's got to be there in five hours anyway."
"Gee, what are you going to do?" Alicia asked.
"I'm going to take the next plane to New York, and I'm wondering if
you could host my party for me," Lilith said.
"Sure, why not?" Alicia said. "I'm bored sick of this stupid
Meteorology anyway. But do you really trust me to run your house?
Maybe you should just cancelÑ"
"No, dear, you be the hostess," Lilith interrupted. "It will be good
practice for you. I'd really like you to look after my home when my
husband and I go on vacation as well. Keep the butlers and serving girls
out of the wine cellar and all that."
"Well, okay!" Alicia said. Visions of the girls at Phi Oui partying
at Lilith's mansion all summer long, with Alicia presiding, flitted
through her mind simultaneously with dreams of herself sitting alone
in the home as mature matriarch. Whichever use the house was put to,
it promised to fulfill Alicia's most fantastic dreams.
About an hour later Alicia found herself ensconced between a
gentleman and his wife. Across from them sat another young girl like
Alicia, also between a man and his woman. As hostess Alicia
attempted to assume a more commanding demeanor, but due to the
manner in which the guests had managed to seat themselves she felt
more like a trapped partridge. She and the guests sat eating, taking in
the food in a languorous manner that befitted its superb quality. The
butlers and serving girls came and went This was fine dining at its
apogee. Little did Alicia suspect that the peaks of her naked breasts
would soon compliment the sumptuousness of the meal.
Upon arriving at the mansion a very well endowed butler had told
Alicia that Lilith had an evening gown waiting for her. As Alicia
already was wearing a dress of her own, she had been reluctant to
exchange it. The servant, however, had invited Alicia into Lilith's very
own bedroom and showed her what turned out to be a very gorgeous (and
very expensive) gown. Alicia agreed to change, and dismissed the
butler, who had offered to help her.
Despite its beauty the gown seemed almost to be a nuisance. It
was cut very low in back, and had only a slim spaghetti strap over each
of her shoulders to hold it up. The swath of material which formed the
topmost part of the dress itself sliced across Alicia's cleavage to
cover most of it, leaving only the upper portions of her cones revealed.
Underneath the thin fabric of the black dress, however, the points of
Alicia's nipples were clearly apparent.
By coincidence or design, each of the other females at table wore
an identical dress, though they did vary in color. Alicia's straps kept
slipping off her shoulders, as did the straps of the other females. They,
however, seemed less concerned about the downward-prone straps.
Across from Alicia the young girl sat quietly between the man and his
wife, nibbling on cheese, oblivious to the fact that both her straps
were currently hanging about her upper arms and any real movement
endangered the continued modesty of her breasts.
Suddenly the man across from Alicia, who happened to be named
Dick, took a bunch of grapes from a bowl on the table and lifted it above
the young girl. The nubile female, named Sally, had just recently
engaged in a humorous riposte with the man which had had the effect of
causing her remaining strap to fall. Now she looked up from the piece
of cheese which she had been silently consuming and suddenly made for
the grapes. Alicia was shocked. She heard her mind saying "No, no,
don't!" as the girl reached with her mouth for the bunch of grapes which
the man was dangling above her. Sally extended her tongue, wiggling it
toward the lowest grape. As she rose toward the bunch her breasts
slowly lifted in all their naked glory out of the front of her gown.
Unconcerned with her new condition, Sally licked at the closet
grape and then closed her lips around it. She sucked upon it for a
moment, and then plucked it with her mouth from the bunch and chewed
it. Face still uplifted, she went for another grape, and then another.
Dick's wife, apparently unconcerned with the attention her husband was
currently devoting to Sally's newfound appetite for grapes, gazed
approvingly at the young girl's regal mammaries.
When Sally had eaten several grapes Dick put the bunch down and
proposed a toast to the beauty of Sally's breasts. He and his wife each
raised a wine glass. Sally sat wide-eyed but unmoving.
"To Sally's breasts," Dick said. His wife echoed the plaudit. Then
each put a glass to the bosom of Sally that was closest and poured a
tribute of wine over her nipples. Sally gasped. The alcohol in the wine
gave the fluid a slight sting. Alicia watched as the libation ran down
the lower halves of Sally's areolas and breasts to ripple over her
slender ribs, which still lay partially concealed beneath her gown.
Alicia imagined the rivulets of wine streaming on down Sally's tummy
to collect in the tight little curls of her pubis. Would a drop of alcohol
run far enough to sting her clitoris?
Sally smiled meekly as Dick and his wife, Anna, returned their
glasses to the table. Each then lovingly lifted a hand to one of Sally's
breasts and, after a moment of admiration, gave it a gentle squeeze and
lowered their lips to it. Alicia trembled.
"My dear, would you care for some grapes?" Peter, the man who
sat beside Alicia, inquired of her. She shook her head no, but, perhaps
in deference to her guests, did not return to its proper place the strap
which just then fell from her frail shoulder. Across from her Anna,
still suckling Sally's teat with her lips, lowered her hand to smooth
down Sally's gown, baring the girl's tummy.
"I would like some grapes," Megan, the wife of Peter, said. She
leaned across Alicia, and, as both her straps had been down when she
did so, her breasts fell out of her gown. Peter leaned forward and
began feeding a bunch of grapes into his wife's mouth.
Alicia suddenly felt mischievous. Megan's breasts were dangling
nakedly right above her lap. She would show these arrogant rich folks a
thing or two. Even as her conscience told her she should not, Alicia
lifted up her fingertips and pinched Megan's nipples. She had intended
to pinch hard, but, perhaps owing to her gentle Iowa upbringing, did not.
Megan continued to pluck grapes from her husband's offered bunch as
Alicia found herself squeezing the woman's nipples. Megan smoothed a
hand up Alicia's thighs and into the conjunction between them. Alicia
thanked her dress for still being between Megan's palm and her pussy.
Across from her Anna slid a hand beneath Sally's gown and up between
her legs. Sally squirmed and shifted her hips forward.
A butler entered and wordlessly removed several empty plates.
As he departed Megan lifted her face from the proffered grapes and
regarded Alicia's countenance at close range. With a smile she raised a
hand to Alicia's bust as her husband touched Alicia's small shoulder and
flicked her one remaining strap off. Megan then slipped three
fingertips into the front of Alicia's gown and delicately slid it down
her breasts. Alicia's perky nipples wiggled as the gown passed over
them. Megan slid the gown down her torso and pressed its folded
remains into her lap. Peter leaned forward and slipped his open palm
beneath Alicia's breast that was closest to him. He lifted it slightly,
weighing it. Then he bent forward and clasped Alicia's nipple with his
lips.
Megan let her lips part and brought her face close to Alicia's. The
blonde still held the buds of both Megan's nipples twixt her fingers.
Yet, when the woman clasped her mouth to Alicia's she could only bring
herself to roll the little fleshy points over the pads of her fingers,
despite her unwillingness to become a part of this couple's tableau.
After a prolonged kiss Megan separated her mouth from Alicia's
and trailed her tongue down the girl's throat. Softly her lips kissed
their way down to Alicia's remaining breast, the other in the firm grasp
of her husband's palate. With a purr of satisfaction Megan slipped her
lips over the point of Alicia's right teat and sucked.
Alicia's breasts were still being attended to, her own hands still
tugging absently at Megan's nipples, when Dick rose and grasped Sally
beneath her armpits. With a single motion he lifted the young girl up
from her chair. Anna looked up with a tinge of remorse as the girl's
breasts and pussy were pulled from her. Then she reached both hands
out to the gown of the nearly vertical Sally and slipped it down off her
waist. Sally's pubis came into view and Megan slithered the dress down
her legs where it dropped into a useless pool at her ankles.
Sally obtained her balance and stood erect. Dick took her hand in
his own and invited her to step out of her gown. Sally stepped from in
front of her chair, leaving her dress behind. Anna, still fully clothed,
rose from her place at table.
"I understand you're an anal virgin," Dick said to Sally.
"Yes," Sally breathed, her words almost inaudible. Anna walked up
behind the girl and patted her bottom.
"I propose that we retire to the bath, where I might introduce
your intestines to the pleasure of a male's milk," Dick said with a
gallant air.
"If you wish," Sally whispered. Anna stroked a fingernail up the
crevice of the girl's ass.
"It may hurt a bit," Dick advised.
"I'm sure you'll be as gentle as you can," Sally said.
Dick and Anna each took Sally by the hand and together they
headed for the door.
"Care to join us?" Anna smiled over her shoulder at the other
guests as Dick opened the door. Alicia, trapped as she was between the
amorous Peter and Megan, could only gaze hopefully at Anna, begging
with her eyes to be rescued.
"Wait," Anna said to Dick. She walked over to where Alicia sat
and reached over the blonde's shoulders to cup her breasts. It took a
moment for Peter and Megan to realize that someone had intruded upon
their suckling. Both of them looked up simultaneously, loosing their
grasp on Alicia's breasts just as Megan clasped the blonde firmly by her
boobies.
"She wants to come with us," Anna said, and heaved Alicia to her
feet by her breasts. Alicia's dress dropped to the floor.
"Hey, no fair, you've already got a girl," Megan protested, to a
grunt of agreement by her husband.
"I want to take a bath," Alicia said by way of excuse, really only
wanting to put some distance between herself and her suitors. Gently
she disengaged herself from the couple's groping hands and, allowing
Anna to take her by the hand, walked with the woman toward the door,
leaving her gown behind. Dick, waiting by the exit with Sally, now
turned and led the girl out.
What became of Peter and Megan Alicia never discovered. She
was grateful enough to Anna for saving her, however, that she allowed
the woman to lead her to the bathroom. As they walked they caught up
with Dick and Sally, and Anna's interest in Sally's bottom was renewed.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Anna asked Alicia, reaching out a hand to
caress the twin cheeks of flesh which rolled before them as Sally
walked.
"Yes," Alicia agreed sociably, herself extending a hand to touch
the flesh. It was fun not being the center of attention. Sally no doubt
felt like a walking display piece, but breathed not a word of
reproachment. Timidly she padded along the corridors as her three
companions caressed her nether parts and spoke to her of the wonders
of anal sex.
When the bathroom was reached Anna went to the far side of a
huge sunken tub and turned on the tap. Slowly the great glass walled
bath began to fill. Alicia found a container of bubble bath and sprinkled
a generous amount into the churning water beneath the tub's faucet.
She watched as each little speck of powder was drawn by the force of
the inflowing water beneath the tap. There the specks were each
transformed in turn into a blooming bubble.
Dick stood kissing Sally and stroking her hair. "The first thing a
girl needs when she's to be butt fucked is a good spanking," Dick said.
"Buy why?" Sally asked.
"The burning of your bottom will help take your mind off of what's
happening to your rectum," Dick said. He bade Sally to step into the tub.
The girl made to kick off her heels.
"No, keep your shoes on," Dick said to Sally. The girl looked
surprised.
"I've never taken a bath with my shoes on before," Sally said.
"Shall I go get my gown and put that on too?" Alicia looked up from the
swirling suds and giggled.
Clearing his throat, Dick said, "This is a special bath, young
lady...just for your anus. I'll bet you've never washed out your rectum
before either, have you?"
"No," Sally said, a bit sheepishly. "And I'm none the worse for it,
either."
"Or none the better," Dick said. He motioned with his hand for
Sally to do as she was told and, reluctantly, the girl stepped into the
bath, nude but for her heels.
Dick called over Alicia. "I'd like to see you do the honors," Dick
said to Alicia. "Sit down at the side of the tub." Alicia, also stark
naked except for her heels, stepped into the bath. Then she sat down on
the tiled floor which abutted the fixture. It felt cold against her
heinie.
"Put your tummy down on Alicia's thighs, just as if she were your
mommy," Dick said. He walked over to the side of the tub and straddled
Alicia with his legs. He grasped Sally by her shoulders. Wide-eyed and
obviously somewhat afraid, Sally allowed herself to be guided down by
Dick until she was lying over Alicia's lap.
Dick stepped back, strode around the tub's nearest corner, and
admired his handiwork. His wife stepped up beside him. Both of them
were still formally attired, but both Alicia and Sally were stark naked.
It was quite an erotic contrast, the older couple juxtaposed against the
flower of youth.
Sally looked up at Alicia. "Not too hard, please," Sally begged.
The blonde couldn't help but giggle at the young girl stretched out over
her thighs.
"I'll do my best," Alicia smiled.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Dick asked Alicia. His wife
unzipped him and drew forth his prong. She began stroking it.
"You'll be nice and hard by the time that little girl's been warmed
up," Anna cooed to Dick. The man's member was already partly stiff,
but clearly it desired some special event to bring it to full erection.
Alicia raised her palm and brought it down with a slap.
"Ooch!" Sally cried, though the strike had been moderate at best.
"You'll need a bit more authority in your hand than that," Dick
advised Alicia. "Pretend she's your naughty baby and you've had all you
can take."
Alicia looked down at Sally and smiled softly. "Are you my little
baby, hmm?" Sally clasped Alicia's hand and sucked the blonde's thumb
into her mouth.
"I need both your thumbs, mommy," Sally gurgled.
"Oh no you don't," Alicia replied in a matronly manner. "My other
thumb is required for your bottom. She lifted her hand and brought it
down with an authoritative slap.
"Oooch!" Sally cried, releasing Alicia's right hand from her grasp.
The silly ruse of needing to suck both Alicia's thumbs had failed.
"Again," Dick demanded, and Alicia complied. A flurry of spanks
followed, each more severe than the last. Sally wriggled upon Alicia's
lap, her initial cries of dismay becoming ones of distress as the
spanking slipped from play to punishment. Alicia's breasts jiggled as
she brought her hand down again and again.
A considerable amount of heat had built up in Sally's bottom by
the time Dick told Alicia she could stop. As Dick issued the command
he slid his wife's gown from her shoulders and down her body, then took
her hand and helped her step out of it.
"Boo! Hoo! Hoo!" Sally cried, bursting into sobs. To Alicia, the
crying sounded feigned.
"You're not really hurting," Alicia said to Sally. She twirled a
finger around a lock of the girl's hair. Dick kicked off his shoes and
shunted off his trousers and undershorts. Still wearing his jacket, tie,
shirt, and socks, he hopped into the tub. He strode over to where Sally
lay crying.
Alicia was presented with the not unattractive view of dick's
penis right in her face. It was at full erection now. "C'mon, up!" Dick
ordered Sally. He reached down and raised the squirming girl from
Alicia's lap.
As Anna turned off the tap Sally was made to kneel in the water
in the shallowest portion of the tub. Her head and elbows were placed
on the fiberglass shelf which adjoined the tub there. Her breasts
dangled beneath her, their twin peaks just touching the suds which
billowed upon the water. Dick picked up a bar of soap and began
lathering Sally's bottom, relishing the warmth emanating from her twin
spheres.
Anna plopped down beside Sally. She pushed a folded towel
beneath Sally's head and insisted that the girl rest her face upon it.
Anna pressed down on Sally's hair, keeping her head against the towel.
"Ball out your bottom more...dip your back," Anna instructed Sally.
Blithely the girl obeyed. Dick separated the twin halves of Sally's
bottom with his thumbs. His prick reared up and he put it to her anus.
"Let's get some oil over here, this girl's tight!" Dick roared. Anna
motioned to Alicia and the blonde selected what looked like a container
of cream from several tubes arrayed at the side of the tub. Then she
sloshed over to Dick and dropped to her knees beside him.
Alicia brushed back her hair and began daubing cream onto Sally's
puckered little anus. Even as she attended to Sally's bottom she could
feel the steam from the tub's hot water as it wafted upward to caress
her own bum, suspended in all its dry glory a good six inches above the
suds.
"I don't want to go through with this," Sally blubbered, saliva
coming from her lips as she spoke and spattering the towel beneath her
face. Anna put her thumb to Sally's lips and forced the girl to take it.
As Alicia worked the cream into Sally's anus the girl clasped Anna's
hand in her own and sucked more vigorously upon the woman's thumb.
Alicia next applied cream to the crown of Dick's penis, which
stood right at the door to Sally's rectum. Sally sucked ever more
vigorously upon Anna's thumb as Dick began to apply pressure to her
rose. He would not wait for Alicia to anoint his entire penis. The
blonde could work on his shaft while he set about the task of getting
the crown of his knob inside Sally.
Sally cried out as Dick forced his initial entry. Alicia watched
with wonder as Dick's penis sank in up to its flange. Then another push
and the whole head was in. Impulsively Alicia crawled back behind Dick
and began pushing on his buttocks.
"C'mon, you can do it!" Alicia called out. Her thighs parted and the
steam rose up to tickle the still dry hairs upon her labia. Alicia pushed
harder, admiring Dick's butt as she did so. Mischievously she separated
Dick's cheeks and put a fingernail to his anus.
"Augh! The girl's trying to do me," Dick cried to his wife. Anna
rose and walked over to Alicia. She bent down and took Alicia by the
hand and bade her rise. Alicia stood and allowed the woman to walk her
over to the side of the tub.
Anna sat her bottom on the shelf beside the tub and told Alicia to
get over her lap. Reluctantly Alicia dropped to her knees and sprawled
over Anna's lap.
"What are you going to do, spank me?" Alicia asked.
"That's right, dear," Anna said. "It's not nice to sodomize my
husband."
"Ouch!" Alicia cried as Anna's hand came down hard upon her
bottom. Clearly Anna had no reservations about spanking another
woman. Alicia was debating whether or not to try to get up when Sally,
her face quite close to Alicia's, extended her tongue. The blonde
couldn't resist. She stuck out her own tongue and a moment later her
tongue and Sally's were dueling. Anna kept up the vigorous slaps and
Dick continued his forcible entry of Sally's bottom.
"When Dick has fully entered Sally we'll mount you atop her so you
can take him in turn," Anna purred to Alicia. This statement electrified
everyone, and Alicia and Sally found their mouths clasping together.
For the next several minutes Alicia and Sally kissed as Anna upbraided
Alicia's bottom and Dick continued his punishing entry into Sally's
heinie. Sharp cries momentarily interrupted Alicia and Sally's kiss as
each girl suffered some particularly exquisite pang of pain. But then
their mouths would lock consolingly together once more, tongues
intertwined and delving deep inside each other's orifice.
A bit later Dick was all the way up Sally. The girl, tears welling
up in her eyes, kept her mouth resolutely upon Alicia's, as if the
blonde's lips were the only thing saving her from total destruction.
"Come, Alicia," Anna said, urging the blonde from her lap. Alicia
almost didn't want to rise, knowing how Sally needed her. Reluctantly
she got up and rubbed her bottom briskly.
"Bend over and put your hands on the counter," Anna instructed
Alicia. The blonde, still standing, doubled over at the waist and put her
face near Sally's once more. Sally extended her tongue in supplication
and Alicia bent down further and reengaged it. Anna pried Alicia's
asscheeks apart and daubed cream in her anus.
When Alicia's little entryway had been prepared Anna bade her to
stand upright and led her by the hand over to Dick. Anna encouraged
Alicia to straddle Sally's hips, to Dick's delight. He gazed with eager
eyes at Alicia as the blonde demurely lowered her pussy to Sally's split
peach. Alicia leaned forward until her palms came flat against the
bottom of the tub. Her knees rested upon Sally's calves.
Dick continued to plug away with his pestle at Sally, all the while
admiring Alicia's bottom as it bounced atop Sally's derriere. Anna
settled her heinie in the water beside Sally and began stroking Alicia's
back. Alicia bent her head down and kissed Sally's long locks. Sally
turned her head and their tongues sought each other's mouths.
Alicia felt an erotic sense of anticipation as the love play
continued. Her bottom was perched atop the ass of a girl who was this
very moment suffering the invasion of a man's prick up her rectum. And
Alicia was no mere rider, her own puckered rose was creamed and ready
for entry.
"Delightful girls, don't you think, honey?" Anna purred to Dick. He
withdrew his steaming tool and drove it into Alicia, the blonde
announcing his entry with a startled cry.
"Mmm," Dick commented. "Delightful rectums."
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