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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
Sex School
Chapter Four
Instead of persisting in trying to put something up Laurie's behind,
Janice changed her tactics. She went to her clothes closet and returned
with a pair of boots. They were long black boots, like Brittney wore.
Janice commanded Laurie to sit on her big master bed. Laurie obeyed,
delight showing in her eyes, obviously happy to be putting something under
her ass, where Janice (hopefully) wouldn't be able to get at it. With her
panties still ringing her knees, fetchingly showing off her little dell as
she sat spraddle-legged on the bed, Janice lifted each of her slim legs in
turn and put on the boots. They were "fuck me" boots, with elongated
black heels. Steve marvelled at the effect they had on the girl when
Janice commanded her to hop down off the bed. Laurie stood unsteadily,
her thin legs wavering like bean stalks in a breeze. To keep the girl from
falling over Janice clapped a hand to her little ass.
"Oh!" Laurie gasped, feeling the woman clasp and squeeze her bare
bottom.
"How do they feel on you?" Janice asked.
"I- I feel like a captive... from my knees down," Laurie remarked.
"Good," Janice said. She smiled. She looked down at the girl and
said, "Now that you're booted, do you feel ready to ride?"
"Ride?" Laurie asked. She still remembered Janice's earlier desire
to see something stuck up her bottom, and her fear and distrust of the
woman's intentions showed in her eyes. Yet there was something else too,
a craving to test the unknown, to face challenges that her junior high mind
couldn't comprehend. On the bed, Brittney gave something akin to a sigh
and a satisfied groan. Laurie glanced quickly around at the girl. Gloved
and booted, catheterized and gagged, her bottom painfully plugged, there
was nonetheless something akin to satisfaction in the girl's eyes. She
was at last a complete slave, free of guilt in her present condition, and
yet able to indulge her deepest fantasy, that of being a completely sexual
object, her titties lolling and jostling nakedly on her chest, her cunt lips
showing whenever she opened her legs, her eyes fluttering wide with
apprehension and yet beaming, or so it seemed to Steve in his engorged
state, with sensual pride. Of a sudden Steve jumped on the bed, and
forcibly presented his cock to the girl. He ordered her to stick her tongue
through the slit in her gag. Brittney balked, then obeyed when Steve
grabbed her long brown lovely hair and pulled it. With her tongue inching
forward, she laved Steve with the very tip of her wet little snake, her
little snake touching his big snake, leaving a trail of saliva wherever it
went. In response, excited almost to the point of spending, Steve dribbled
pre-cum onto Brittney's lips. The brunette looked up at the 40-year-old
man and licked her lips. In a kind of frenzy Steve reached down to the
back of her head and undid her gag. When her mouth came gaspingly free of
the slitted cloth, her tongue caught in the slit until Steve tore the thing
off her, the man who was old enough to be this girl's father, many times
over in fact, jammed his dick into her mouth. Brittney's eyes bulged.
Laurie watched with a mixture of repulsion and fascination as Steve
worked himself as deep into the girl's throat as he could go, producing
repeated bouts of near-retching in his poor little victim.
"Ahhh, love," Janice smiled, as her husband Bob snapped photos of
this latest adventure of Steve's cock. At any moment the man might
spend; Bob seemed determined to catch such a sight in full flower,
recording every spurt.
But Steve did not cum, despite frequent agonized groans as he
worked his love slave over his cock. When at last there was some
abatement of the intensity of his lust, without any consequent loss of
sperm, he drew himself back. Shuddering, he stroked Brittney's long and
now quite disheveled hair.
"Very good," Steve told the gloved and booted girl. Seemingly in
response, Brittney gave forth a spurt of pee into her pee tube, which ran
with yellow zip down into her pee bag. Janice clapped. It was a bravura
performance by the two, even if it was the female who had spurted.
"Let's go downstairs to the basement," Janice said to Laurie, when
she turned her attention again to the girl whose ass she still cupped in her
hand. "I want you to take a horsey ride."
"On a real horse?" Laurie asked. Her eyes brightened further, her
lashes fluttering as her lips gleefully spoke the words.
"You'll see what kind of a horse," Janice answered. Accepting the
girl's question as a 'yes', she used the pressure she was applying with her
palm to her bottom to push her toward the bedroom door.
"Ohhh, I HOPE it's a real horse," Laurie said. She made an attempt to
pull up her panties as she walked unsteadily in her boots, but Bob told her
to leave them ringing her knees. And then he clicked a photo, of her pretty
little furred dell, before the girl could react and put a hand over her pussy.
"You are so sweet," Janice said. She bent and kissed the top of the
girl's head.
"Oh why can't I pull up my panties?" Laurie asked. Her hands fidgeted
alongside her bare thighs.
"Because this is not a house where we permit such things," Janice
said to the girl. "Of course at home your mother would make you wear
panties, and you would no doubt get in trouble if you didn't. But here
things are just the opposite. I want you to take pride in showing yourself.
Go ahead, push forward your hips as we walk," Janice said to the girl. She
shoved the girl's childish behind, and without meaning to, as she stepped
along unsteadily in her boots, Laurie offered her pussy. It was reflected
to her in a hallway mirror that they passed, a lovely patch of newly grown
pubic hair, where the year before she had been bare, still in the clutches
of childhood. Just then a man, whom Laurie had not remembered seeing,
and who even Janice had forgotten had stayed on after her party, stepped
from a bedroom, coming into the hall with the intention of using the
bathroom. Beside him was a woman. They had obviously, behind the thick
closed door of the bedroom, been fucking for the last 24 hours. Yet in
sleep the man had grown hard again, and he was sporting an erection as he
stepped out from the bedroom, which the woman, reaching for, was just
managing to clasp in her hand, gripping it in the center as one might a
large banana.
Laurie gasped and made to cover herself. But Janice chided the girl
and told her to take her hand away.
"Ask the man to fuck you," Janice said to Laurie. When the girl failed
to respond she let go of her bottom and gave it a hard, swift slap.
"OHH!" Laurie shouted, her pubis jutting forward as her bottom
contracted under the blow.
"Go ahead. Ask the man with the big dick to fuck you, in your little
pussy," Janice said to Laurie. "Here in my house such opportunities as that
do not go unrewarded."
"P-Pwease fuck me? Sir?" Laurie stammered, still obviously hoping
to be allowed to cover herself with her hand as her pussy displayed its
sweet lips and fur to the man.
"Offer yourself more," the man answered, gazing down at the
seventh-grade girl. Laurie, feeling Janice's hand again gripping her butt,
and fearing another slap, shoved her hips even farther forward. In her
boots she looked absolutely adorable now, even if her hands were
battering her bare thighs as she strove to find an excuse to cover her
private.
"Ahhh, she is really asking for it," the woman who was holding the
man's cock enthused. The man stepped forward, taking the woman with
him, for she was gripping him as tight as a hungry monkey.
"I'm going to give you the next best thing," the man said to Laurie.
Without further words, he promptly began pissing on Laurie's belly. He
had, no doubt, been aiming for her proffered pussy, but she was so short in
relation to him that he peed on her stomach instead.
"Oh GOD!" Laurie cried. The woman who was holding onto the man's
cock laughed. With her fist she re-aimed the stream, not lower but higher,
bringing it squirting up to Laurie's tits.
"Stop! Pwease!" Laurie begged. If for no other reason, she wanted
the man to stop because his pee, wetting her belly and running down over
her pussy and thighs, was getting her panties all wet. Janice laughed and
kept her own hand firmly on Laurie's bottom, still offering the girl's cunt
to the man. When at last he finished, Laurie grimaced and reached down
with her hands. She pulled up her panties, to protect herself from any
further insults. Her undies were wet now, stained and yellow in front,
though still dry in back. She drew them up to her hips and Janice,
laughing, didn't order her to take them down again. When Steve came from
the bedroom, inspired by what the man in the hall had just done, he
decided to try the same thing. Aiming his big naked cock at Laurie's
bottom, which was still dry, he pissed. Laurie shrieked and tried to draw
herself forward, as she stood captive and unsteady in her black boots. But
in shoving her hips forward, she realized she was again offering her pussy
to the man in front of her, the man who'd just finished peeing on her, and
the fact that her dell was now covered with wet, pee-stained cloth didn't
make her feel any less vulnerable. So she drew herself back, her hips that
is, and found herself awkwardly offering her bottom to Steve, even as he
continued to pee on her round childish spheres, barely concealed by her
undies. When Steve was finished Laurie was thoroughly wet, front and
back. Brittney stepped out of Janice's bedroom, Bob leading her in her own
long black boots, and laughed.
"What did you do, Laurie, pee in your panties?" Brittney asked her
friend. Laurie blushed intensely.
"No!" Laurie gasped.
"Well it certainly looks like you did," Brittney chided, still laughing.
"NO I didn't!" Laurie, shamefaced, insisted. But by now the man who'd
pissed on her pubis was heading down the hall, his girlfriend leading him,
and Steve, finished going himself, was putting on as innocent a look as he
could muster. So all the way down to the basement Brittney continued to
tease her friend, especially about how big the puddles on the floor had
been, and there was nothing Laurie could do in response except blush, for
who would believe that two men would have been so wicked to her, and in
such rapid succession?
The "horse" that Janice had in mind for Laurie proved to be anything
but real. In fact, it didn't even have a real saddle. It was instead a pair of
wooden boards, each at an angle. The boards resembled an upside down V.
The point of the V was where Laurie, after removing her wet panties, was
supposed to sit. Janice made no bones about what the girl would feel as,
cupping her small bare bottom, she helped her up onto the fake steed.
"It will be a painful ride," Janice told the girl. Laurie immediately
confirmed this with an agonized groan when her pussy came into contact
with the V's point. Fortunately for her the point was not in the nature of a
spike, but rather like that of sitting on a ledge, for each board was about a
foot in length, which meant that the space on which Laurie was
commanded to "ride" was about the same length as a saddle, if wickedly
much less comfortable. When the girl was situated, her legs draping the
sides of the boards, fitted into dangling stirrups to take some of the
strain off her cunt, Janice clipped weights to her nipples.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Laurie shouted, looking down at herself as the woman
imprisoned the ends of her teats.
"I told you it would be a painful ride," Janice smiled at the girl.
"But why?" Laurie asked.
"Because it pleases me to see what you can take," Janice said. "Now
lift up your arms." Groaning, for this gesture pressed her cunt down more
into the V of the boards, Laurie now found her eyes following her hands
upward. Standing on a stool, Janice fastened the girl's wrists into cuffs
dangling above her head. The very act of confining the girl's hands caused
Laurie's breasts to wiggle, which made the weights dangling from her bare
titties jiggle about, pulling painfully on her nipples.
"Oww! OWWWW!" Laurie gasped, and looked abjectly at Steve as she
felt herself completely imprisoned on the horse. When her hands were
bound, Janice drew them forward, making Laurie lean forward, which
offered her bottom more. Then Bob picked up a whip and Laurie learned
how painful the ride would truly be: cracking it across her proffered
behind, he drove her cunt more deeply into the V shaped boards. Laurie's
cry of pain was loud; Steve, excited to see the girl so thoroughly enslaved,
couldn't help but rub his erection briskly.
"Yes, it is stimulating, isn't it?" Janice said to the man. She touched
a hand to her breast and fondled her nipple. It rose under her touch, more
stiffly than the present circumstances had already made it. "Whip her
again, Bob," Janice ordered her husband. "Make her ride all the way to the
Triple Crown!"
Bob cracked the whip again. Laurie screamed louder. Her tits shook
with the blow, and with her screams. Her bare, clamped bosoms wiggled
painfully. Her cunt jammed more completely into the V, feeling as if it
would be split on it, like a tomato on a knife.
"And now for Brittney and Steve," Janice said.
Brittney was offered a towel for the protection of her knees.
Meanwhile, Steve was commanded to sit down in front of her. He found
himself sitting on a kind of toilet, but he didn't mind. His cock stuck up
lewdly in front of him and with Brittney made to kneel on the towel,
between his legs, he had little doubt what he would be enjoying soon. She
looked up at him with her big, round eyes. At the same time Steve felt his
balls dangling full and ready between his spread legs. He was going to
give this girl all of himself, right in her pretty mouth, no matter what
Janice had told him about not cumming. When Bob turned and cracked the
whip across Brittney's behind, as she knelt in front of Steve, he steadying
her and drawing her mouth to his dick, Steve almost lost himself. But his
love of impending pleasure changed dramatically a moment later.
Reaching down behind Steve, beneath the toilet which was not a toilet, for
it was open in back, Janice lit a match. Suddenly a small can of cooking
oil flared to life. It was right under Steve's balls, and the man yelped as
he felt the heat of it rise up and touch him.
"YEEEOUCH!" Steve yelled. Brittney was unaffected, her face being
way out at the end of his dick, and despite the pain in her bottom, from the
recent crack of the whip, she giggled when she realized what was
happening. A new spurt of pee slid down from her catheterized pussy,
which Bob saw as he again cracked the whip across her little behind.
"OHHHH!" Brittney yelled, bouncing under the whip, biting into Steve's
dick as the leather struck her.
"EEEYOUCH!" Steve shouted, feeling the girl's small teeth bite him.
"Now we're getting somewhere!" Janice cackled, and walking over to
Laurie she showed the girl a butt plug.
"I'm going to grease this and put it in your pretty behind," Janice told
the girl. "Then we'll see how many squeezes of inflation I can give it."
The woman did as she'd said, and as it turned out Laurie was able to take
four, which was eased back, with the escape of a little air, to three.
Meanwhile Brittney, upstairs, had endured four squeezes of the inflatable
butt plug.
"That means Brittney wins," Janice told Laurie. "But don't worry.
Much more can be done to see that you're widened further."
Now the pain continued in earnest, the whip cracking against both
girl's bottoms as Steve endured, just barely, the heat of the burner under
his balls. His hands were not bound; he might have gotten up if he could
bear Janice's wrath, but his hands were fully occupied keeping Brittney
glued by her mouth to his dick, for, wearing the bondage glove, she had no
way to keep her position without assistance. And so the lewd scene
progressed, each person enduring amazing levels of pain, Janice urging
them on as they continued to suffer. Finally Steve was the first to break;
the heat emanating up toward his balls became too much. He leapt up,
pulling Brittney with him, lest he drop the bound girl face first on the
hard basement floor. With the spell broken by Steve, the others were
freed. The first thing was to deflate and remove Brittney's bottom plug,
lest she be ruined by enduring too much for too long. The girl gasped when
her ass was freed from the wicked thing. When her arms were pulled free
from the bondage glove she spent long minutes rubbing her ass. And she
inspected it too, with her fingers, digging into her bottom hole, checking
and rechecking to see if it was still intact. Then after Laurie was freed
from the horse, Steve could restrain himself no longer. Pissing on the
bunsen burner in the toilet, he extinguished it. Then he sat back down on
the toilet and, pulling the still-booted Brittney down with him, her back
to him, he determined to shove his cock up her ass. He was successful,
bouncing the girl's bottom repeatedly on his erection until he was able to
enter. When he was deep inside her, Brittney gasping with fear and
delight, he came. Then Bob tried the same trick with Laurie, taking
Steve's place on the toilet. As Laurie grimaced at the depth and ferocity
of his intrusion, he came, spurting his sperm deep into her ass.
"Well, both you girls have had your bottoms well filled," Janice said,
when it was over. Then she took the girls upstairs, put them both in her
bed, and frigged them, while Bob and Steve, lying in the bed with them, on
either side of them, enjoyed hearing their sighs.
"I guess you're glad you finally got to fuck an ass," Steve said to Bob
in the darkness.
"Yeah," Bob sighed.
"How was she?" Steve asked Janice's husband.
"Too tight," Bob answered. "Thank God she had that plug in her first,
otherwise I don't think I'd have been able to get myself into her. I'm
pretty big, you know."
"I noticed," Steve said. The man was big, as big as any he'd seen. No
wonder Janice had married him. "I guess we could wait until the girls
grow up. Then they'd have bigger bottoms," Steve said, as the girls, egged
on by Janice, filled the dark bedroom with their sighs.
"Yeah," Bob said. "But I'm 45. I don't think I can wait that long."
Steve considered a moment and then agreed.
"I'm 40," he said. "I guess we'll just have to use plugs and things to
widen them. I don't want to wait until they're 18, or 20. I'll be 50 by
then."
"I'll be over 50," Bob said.
"We'll have to make them wear those inflatable butt plugs then, I
guess," Steve said. "If we want to get into their asses more easily. God
knows how they each took five men the other night."
"God knows," Bob agreed. "The girls definitely need to be widened."
"I guess you're an expert when it comes to opening asses," Steve
said.
"Yep," Bob agreed.
"Oh you men!" Janice said, taking a break in the darkness from
frigging the girls. "Don't think I haven't been listening to your
conversation. It's awful! These are just little girls, in seventh grade.
Haven't you ever heard that discretion is the better part of valor?"
"I'm interested in just one thing," Bob said. "Ass." Steve laughed.
"Tomorrow we will have a cock torture contest. Then you'll see
what sort of ass you get, especially if you lose. Because I'm going to put
an inflatable butt plug into the ass of the man who cums first. And expect
it to be inflated TEN times!" Janice said.
The men spent a worried night, getting very little sleep, despite the
pleasant sighs and cries of the girls lying between them.
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