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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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D R E A M G I R L S  S T O R I E S
A Mansion for Masochists
Part Fifteen
by Andrew Roller

Chapter Eleven

	"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.

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."

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