Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
No. 41 Wednesday July 5, 1995
alt.stories.erotic alt.sex.stories
D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
Bubblegum Bondage
Part Nine
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Eight
Susie felt like a trapped little bird from the Amazon, just like
the ones that were housed above Elaine's rectangular sunken tub. She
rather wished she had been allowed to stay in the other room. She felt
safer amidst a multitude of guests, despite the fact that many of them
were equipped with stiff penises and eyes that never strayed far from
Susie's fair form. Here, in this wooden barrel of a tub, Susie felt
singled out. Being accorded special treatment in Elaine's mansion
seemed to risk having a whip at one's bottom. Susie glanced at Elaine.
Even now the woman was holding a wooden paddle, taken from a male
guest. Susie wondered why Elaine considered pain such an essential
part of pleasure. Perhaps the woman was just attempting to exorcise
old demons. Or maybe she had always taken a special liking in beating
young girls. Susie wondered what Elaine must have been like as a child.
The boss, no doubt, always in command of her playmates. Susie could
just see Elaine leading a troop of little boys and girls off to the hidden
places known only to exploring children, intent on wicked games.
"I want the four of us to be entertained by these young ladies
here," Elaine said of Susie and Melanie. "We can watch them at play for
a little while, then play ourselves, and then afterwards we can relax
and regain our inspiration by watching them some more. And they can
learn by watching us."
"Well, Melanie is the newest addition to my retinue, not yours,"
Gloria said. "And I'm responsible for getting her home at a reasonable
hour, which, in the case of today, means no later than noon."
"I see," Elaine said. "You picked her up in Waikiki and put her on
an earlier flight than her mother intended so you could play with her
once you got here."
"As I told you earlier," Gloria said.
"Well, if her mother's expecting her to arrive in L.A. at noon today
we've got to get her dressed and back to the airport arrival lounge in
two hours!" Jim said.
"As I told you earlier too, when you were too preoccupied to
listen," Gloria said to her husband.
"Well, no offense to you, Melanie, but I want to get more than my
finger up you before we take you back," Jim said. He made to step into
the hot tub. He had just raised his leg up to climb in when Gloria
reached between his thighs and grabbed his balls.
"Problem?" Jim said, looking back over his shoulder.
"I found her. You'll fuck her when I say," Gloria said pointedly.
"Perhaps I can be of service, ma'am?" the man who had brought
the paddle said. His cock was rock hard. His workmanlike hands looked
like they longed to grasp and subdue a girl, perhaps even hit her.
"Yes, please tell me your name again for starters," Elaine said to
the man, weighing the paddle he had brought in her palm.
"Rod," the man said. "Rodney."
"I like Rod better," Elaine said.
"Permit me to take charge once more, Elaine," Gloria interrupted.
"I think I can provide you with what I think you are seeking."
"Lead on," Elaine said, swatting the wooden paddle into her own
open palm.
"Girls, I would like for both of you to bend over," Gloria said to
Susie and Melanie. "Keep your knees straight, and place your hands upon
the edge of the tub."
"It's kinda rough," Susie said of the tub's edge.
"Be glad it is not your bottom which is upon it, then, although that
is just what will be perched there tomorrow," Gloria said.
"Are we to be spanked?" Melanie asked. Her bottom was still red.
"No, my little darling, although I admit your friend's bottom could
use a little color," Gloria said. She then directed Jim and Rod to stand
just in front of the girls. As they did so the tips of their penises came
in close proximity to the girl's mouths.
"Form your lips into O's, girls," Gloria instructed. The girls, not
entirely unhappy with the prospect of what two naked male penises
portended, obeyed. "Now slip your lips over the crown of your
respective male's penis, and suck as much of his stalk down as
possible. Each girl did just as she was told.
"God, I don't know how much more of this shit I can take," Jim
groaned. He had yet to enjoy his first ejaculation and his balls were
churning.
"Girls, this is practice for tomorrow," Gloria instructed them.
"When you are finished here in a little while you will both be taken
home to check in with your wonderful guardians."
"Susie doesn't have to go home until tomorrow," Elaine
interrupted. "I arranged everything."
"She will go home today," Gloria said, "so that she can come back
tomorrow."
"But I wanted toÑ" Elaine began.
"I know what you wanted," Gloria said. "She will be even more
invigorated and ready for your endeavors tomorrow, when no doubt you
will be able to do even more with her than you had hoped to do today."
At this point Susie would have liked to join the conversation and probe
Elaine's intentions, but given that the woman kept idly swatting her
palm with the paddle Susie thought it best to keep her mouth firmly
wrapped about Jim's dick.
"Bob your heads, girls," Gloria said. "Some good swats with the
paddle would no doubt assist you in this, but since Melanie's bottom is
already red and Susie has to be returned to her grandmother's tiny
apartment in a little while, we shall refrain from that."
"Oh, God!" Rob cried suddenly, and began convulsing his loins.
"Hey!" Elaine cried, and leapt over to the man and whacked his
buttocks with the wooden paddle. Her admonishment, however, came
too late, and in fact only served to increase the ferocity of his
ejaculation. Rod's seed spurted into Melanie's mouth. Susie,
meanwhile, kept faithfully bobbing her head, sliding her pursed lips up
and down Jim's cock, her teeth just barely grazing his skin. In her
inexperience Melanie stopped bobbing, and merely concentrated on
swallowing as much of Rod's seed as she could. Nonetheless quite a bit
was lost, trickling out over her lower lip.
"Save yourself for tomorrow if you can," Gloria said to Jim.
"Tomorrow?!" Jim cried. As if sensing a final opportunity to
escape, his semen suddenly spurted forth into Susie's mouth. Rod,
meanwhile, put his hand to his dick and squeezed forth the final drops
of his sperm. Then, after giving his hips a final wriggle, he stepped
back with a satisfied look on his face. Melanie stood erect and wiped
her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Mmm, that was good!" Melanie exclaimed.
"The girls need more practice," Gloria said to Elaine. The woman
walked over to the door of her bedroom and opened it.
"Would anyone else like to come?" Elaine called down the hall.
"Men, I mean! Hey you guys, wanna come?" Her voice echoed in the
corridor. Soon a host of stalwart males showed up at her door, leaving
the jungle birds behind, preferring the company of sweet young pussies
that they had yet to conquer. Even their female lovers had been
abandoned, though no doubt at least a few men had stayed behind to
take advantage of the sudden disproportionality between male and
female genitalia in the rectangular tub. The males who had responded
to Elaine's call trooped into her bedroom, stiff penises eagerly on
display. The few who showed up without erections were turned away.
"Come on in, these girls need training," Elaine said to the men.
The lusty males were lined up and put to Susie and Melanie two at a
time. To their dismay, perhaps, they were not permitted to rut in Susie
and Melanie's pussies, but only in their mouths. Yet there is nary a man
with a hard on who will decline to spear a succulent teenaged female,
regardless of the orifice to which he is permitted entry. Several ladies
also came in, seeming less than pleased to see their suitors being
milked. Elaine, however, bid them to explore the joys of sapphic
pleasures back at the sunken tub. When the wayward ladies had been
dismissed Elaine closed the door once more.
"Feel free to come," Elaine said to the men, "although you will
derive more pleasure by holding yourselves back as long as you can."
"My lips are sore," Susie said, rising from her latest phallic
conquest.
"Let me see," Elaine said. She walked up to Susie and gave her
lips a solicitous inspection. She ran the tips of her fingers over the
girl's lips, wiping a clear trail through the sperm. "Not bad," Elaine
commented, putting her sperm laden finger to her own lips. "You can
take a few more, then we'll have a little finale and then you'll go
straight home."
"Okay," Susie assented. She bent back over, ran her tongue over
her lips to get off as much of the sperm as she could, and then slipped
her lips over the member of the next male.
"Mmm, nice," the man said. He grasped Susie's hair and began
working his hips, attempting to insert some of his own volition into the
act so that he didn't just feel like a cow's udder.
"Hands down," Elaine said, giving the man a slap on his bottom.
When the man dropped his hands Elaine took them both in hers and
pulled them behind his back. "Stand still," Elaine admonished. "Let her
work you." Susie bobbed up and down more freely now without the man
restraining her head, coming up almost until his penis fell from her
mouth, then plunging back down again, almost to the base. Susie was
learning fast; she could almost swallow a man's dick whole now.
"That's right, take as much as you can," Elaine said to Susie.
Gloria had retreated to an overstuffed chair and was snuggling with her
husband. "Come, look at this, Gloria, Susie's deep throating this one
almost all the way to the base," Elaine called. Gloria rose from Jim's
arms and hurried over for a closer look.
"That's it, take it at your own pace, no more than you can handle
for now," Elaine said to Susie.
"Melanie is also taking more and more each time she's presented
with a new penis," Gloria observed. Both women shifted their gaze to
Gloria's charge and admired the bobbing 16-year-old. Melanie was
indeed becoming quite practiced in the art of fellatilo.
"It is good for a girl to learn this," Elaine said. "She may disarm
the male and soothe his lust, without having to let him violate his
pussy."
"An essential skill in the age of AIDS," Gloria agreed. "We should
have every schoolgirl in Los Angeles county up to your bedroom, Elaine,
for a little course in penile self-protection."
"A quick mouth is certainly more effective than mace," Elaine
agreed. When each man had been made to spill (for none were able or
willing to hold back their seed), they were forced from the room. Only
erect penises were allowed in Elaine's bedroom, and among the pilots
none were young enough to sport two erections in turn, especially after
discharging in such delectable sheaths as the throats of Melanie and
Susie.
The last man unleashed his load and, with a wistful backward
glance over his shoulder, allowed himself to be dismissed. Jim alone
remained, permitted to stay because he was the husband of Gloria, to
whom Melanie "belonged." Both Susie and Melanie gratefully stood up.
"It's about time we got to come up for air," Melanie said, rubbing
her back.
"That's the most penises I've ever seen in my life," Susie said
through a mouth foaming with sperm, rubbing the small of her own back
just like Melanie. Sperm ran in white rivulets down each of their chins
and spotted the top halves of their breasts.
Elaine put a hand to the small of Susie's back and began rubbing it
for her. "Lick each other clean," Elaine said to the girls. Gloria walked
up to Melanie and put her hand in the small of the 16-year-old's back as
well. The two women pressed the two girls together.
Susie felt her breasts touch Melanie's. She had not come since
the cabin and she thought she felt an electric spark of arousal pass
between their teats. Melanie's eyes looked at her hotly. Susie
extended her tongue to Melanie's spermy mouth. The 16-year-old parted
her lips and let Susie lick them clean. Then Melanie reciprocated,
licking Susie's lips.
Susie then laved the sperm from Melanie's chin, and as she did so
her hands drifted upward to cup Melanie's jutting bosoms. Melanie
writhed, emitting a soft moan as Susie's tongue left her chin to trail
down her neck and begin licking the area just above her tits. Finally
Susie followed a trickle of semen down to where it dripped off the end
of Melanie's right nipple. The girl shivered, and offered up her breasts
to Susie's tongue.
The next thing Susie knew she was wiping semen from her own
chest with her fingers and then streaking it over Melanie's bosoms.
Then she would take her tongue to the transferred semen and lick it off
Melanie's skin. Gloria and Elaine permitted this to go on for a little
while and then ordered the girls apart.
Melanie and Susie stood in the hot tub regarding each other,
relishing the occasional waft of steam that floated up to caress their
soft, dry pussies. Their faces were slightly flushed, their eyes bright
both with the eagerness of unfulfilled sexual anticipation and
embarrassment at their circumstances. They had "taken" so many men,
yet not a one in their cunts. Now the men were gone, and even Jim's
penis was only now half formed into an erection. Susie and Melanie felt
like little virgins who had passed unscathed through an enemy
encampment of nude soldiers, only to wish they had perhaps not been so
successful.
"Put your hands to each other's pussies," Elaine ordered. The
woman's voice came to Susie and Melanie's ears like a shock,
interrupting their brief reverie with both promise and peril. The girls
looked at each other for a moment, then at Gloria and Elaine. Could they
really be induced to play with one another's clits? Seeing that the
women were indeed serious, and that Elaine's hand which held her
wooden paddle seemed to be possessed of an itch, the two girls looked
back at each other and then, hesitantly, extended their hands. Each
unconsciously parted her thighs. A moment later and each girl's fingers
grazed the pussy of the other. The pressure of their touch increased.
"Rub," Elaine said, slapping the side of her thigh with the paddle.
Susie and Melanie began rubbing.
At first there were giggles between the girls, then soft little
sighs, and finally, as the tempo of their fingers increased, gasps and
moans.
"Oh, God," Susie breathed.
"Mmmm," Melanie whined. Each girl's head fell back in turn as she
lost interest in gazing at her partner and concentrated solely on the
pleasure she was giving and receiving. A race ensued, to see which
could bring off the other first. The palming of the pussies became
furious.
"Nooo," Melanie gasped. Susie gave a little cry of remorse.
Suddenly both girls started coming. Each rubbed even faster, still
trying to win, at the same time reacting to the pleasure she was
receiving.
Gloria and Elaine had stepped back from the girls by now, and Jim
stood behind the women, palming their bottoms. His stiffening penis
was wedged warmly between their hips. Their long nailed fingers gave
his pee hole an occasional flick.
"We'll have more like that tomorrow?" Jim asked.
"Mmm, yes," Gloria whispered.
"Much more," Elaine said.
When the girls had finished their course and rinsed off in the tub
they were helped to climb out. Gloria toweled off Melanie and Elaine
did Susie, much to the chagrin of Jim, who had wanted to towel off at
least one of the girls himself. Then Gloria gave Elaine a peck on the
cheek, bid her goodbye, and with Melanie in one hand and Jim's upthrust
rod in the other, took her leave.
D R E A M G I R L S N E W S
WOMEN DISCRIMINATE AGAINST GIRLS
by holy joe
As the possessor of truth, wisdom, and a fat belly I, holy joe, have
long known that women discriminate against girls. Girls are better
looking, girls are more frivolous (they donÕt have to fake it), and girls
want to have lots of fun! Women, on the other hand, always have an
Òagenda.Ó And itÕs a pretty simple one, too. It doesnÕt involve going to the
Moon or anything, like a manÕs agenda would, or climbing Mount Everest. It
is: 1. get married. 2. get pregnant. 3. become a pillar of the community.
Of course, in modern times women claim to want to have a Òcareer,Ó but
this usually (with luck) winds up being a career spent at poolside waiting
for hubby to bring home more money.
I am not being sexist. I have sat at pools in the middle of the day
and found all the women STARING at me. They think IÕm some kind of a
predator simply because IÕm not out busting my ass to get money for some
woman to spend. This also happens in the park, and even sitting at the bus
stop. The men are supposed to be imprisoned in a workplace during the day
while the women flit around, either playing with a career or playing
around the house.
Many women, of course, are forced to work by their economic
circumstances. But this is a matter of necessity. I am not talking about
necessity. I am talking about what women do, and what they would do, if
they could get away with it. Most women, if they could get away with it,
would let some man take care of them. This does not mean they would let
him boss them around. They would Òcall the shotsÓ behind the scenes
while letting him THINK heÕs in charge. This is why my next book is going
to be called, ÒMen are Stupid, Women are Smart.Ó However, most men,
despite being stupid, would actually rather be out DOING something (even
carousing with the boys at the office), rather than sitting at home doing
their hair. So it is a very complicated issue.
There is one big threat in any womanÕs life. Do you know what it is?
It is a GIRL. Younger, prettier, etc. (All the stuff I stated above.) So
women discriminate against girls, for their Òprotection.Ó Now, you might
say: ÒBut Joe, a girl might be abused!Ó Okay, fine. Have it your way. But
ÒabusedÓ playing tennis? Against a woman?
In the June 24th Economist (pg. 84) I read the following: ÒGirls
mature earlier than boys. When Jennifer Capriati became a full-time
professional tennis player at the young age of 13 years and 11 months, she
already had the strength and weight of shot to match almost anybody on
the WOMENÕS tour -- which may explain why in her first year she beat five
players in the top ten and entered the top ten herself.
Ò...the sportÕs organizers are taking steps to counter that risk.
[Beginning January 1, 1995], 14-year-olds are limited to five professional
events, none of them a first-class tournament. Younger still (say,
CapriatiÕs 13yrs. 11mos.), and they can play only junior tennis.Ó
Now I ask you, ladies, is this fair? Open competition, on an open
court, against a woman...and the woman insists that the girl (who beats
her) must be Òprotected.Ó From what?
I am reminded of the Black, of whom it was said, Òhe must be
protected from being free.Ó Or the woman who had to be ÒprotectedÓ from
owning property and voting. These girls are not playing tennis against
men. They are not even playing against boys. They are playing against
women, who demand to be able to compete with men in the workplace.
WomenÕs Equality -- until girls show up and beat the women at their own
game.
These are the same feminists, in my opinion, who wanted to ban
little girls from being gymnasts in the Olympics. Now, little girls just
love to dance and flip and pirouette. When they get older, this is no longer
possible. It is only possible while they are still young, without tits that
go flying and asses that need a crane to be lifted up. Yet these
ÒfeministsÓ wanted to ÒprotectÓ little girls from what they are
constantly doing in their own backyards: cartwheels and other aerobic
activity. Failing in that holy mission, the feminists have now
successfully banned girls from competing against them in tennis. The
next thing you know, feminists will ban men from the workplace. Only
women will be allowed to work.
Hmmmmmmm. I take it all back. BAN AWAY, ladies. Then us men
and the little girls will hang out by the pool while you have a nice career
making money for us to spend.
On tennis rackets.
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