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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
Night Games
Chapter Three
ÒDo you really think IÕm pretty?Ó Cindy asked, for Steven had told
her she was just as he opened the door to one of GwenÕs bedrooms. It was
a sumptuous affair, with a big king size bed that was perfect for three
people. JeffreyÕs presence did not bother Steven. In fact, before Cindy had
arrived he had been speaking to the young man, and they had taken a mutual
interest in each otherÕs cocks, lightly brushing each other with a feather
until the two of them were interrupted by a woman. Now they were alone,
and could explore each other freely. And they had come upon a little girl
to boot, and she, despite their interest in each other, was certainly worth
having a go at, especially her lovely ass.
ÒYour bottom is especially wonderful,Ó Jeffrey, who was about 25,
said to Cindy.
ÒIt is exemplary,Ó Steven said.
ÒWhatÕs ex-larry?Ó Cindy asked, mangling the word.
ÒIt means it is perfect for punishment. For the whip,Ó Steven
answered. He opened the bedroom closet. He looked at the womenÕs
clothes hanging there, which belonged to Gwen, and suddenly he spied what
he had hoped he might find. Dangling over the clothing rail, inbetween
GwenÕs dresses, he spied a belt. He pulled it off the rail. It was long and
thin and he turned and presented it to CindyÕs eyes. ÒThis will do quite
nicely,Ó he said. Cindy balked.
ÒYou want to--?Ó she gasped.
ÒYes. I want you to mount the bed and get over the pillows and arch
up your bottom,Ó Steven told the little girl. ÒI want you to feel this on
your ass.Ó
ÒWhoa,Ó Jeffrey said. ÒJust like that.Ó He was impressed with the
older manÕs forwardness.
ÒI donÕt want to,Ó Cindy said. Her hands flew back to her heinie and
she glowered.
ÒIt doesnÕt matter what you want. You have, as IÕve said, an
exemplary bottom, and as such it deserves to be punished. It is, shall we
say, built for it, and you are the perfect age for a good spanking.Ó
ÒWill it hurt?Ó Cindy asked, for being an only child of a single
mother she had never been spanked.
ÒIt is not meant to be taken easily,Ó Steven answered. ÒPerhaps
Jeffrey will favor us by going first. You can count the strokes.Ó This
suggestion was quite exciting to Cindy, even as she clutched her bottom.
To her surprise, but to her delight also, she watched Jeffrey get on the
bed. He pulled some pillows down to his waist and, despite his stiff cock,
he laid over them. Steven got on the bed behind him and, with Cindy
watching, the older manÕs cock sticking rigidly out over his victim, he
brought the belt flashing down. Cindy watched red marks appear on
JeffreyÕs ass. Eagerly she counted the blows until she could hardly stand
it, and jammed her fingers inbetween her legs. That was all it took, along
with the eveningÕs earlier events, to make her explode. Next thing she
knew she was rolling on the floor rubbing her little cunt furiously, as she
heard the continued crack of the belt on the bed above her. Then Jeffrey,
who had remained silent up to this time, not wanting to look like a sissy
in front of little Cindy, suddenly cried out. He had lost himself against
the pillow, upon which he had been involuntarily squirming as the belt
struck his ass. With every blow he had feared for his balls. Now, though
the belt had not touched them, he destroyed their contents, shooting them
out uselessly on the pillow below him. Steven laughed. His own erection
was still intact, and little Cindy sounded well prepared to take him. He
got off the bed. With his cock sticking out heavily above the girl, he
smiled down at her. She gazed up at him, suddenly broken from blissful
reverie, her wet fingers still inbetween her legs.
ÒYouÕre next,Ó Steven said to Cindy.
ÒNo!Ó the girl gasped. Steven bent down and lifted her up. He made
her kneel and he put his cock to her lips. Not knowing of her lessons with
school boys, he told her, ÒYou better make me cum in your mouth if you
donÕt want me to get my jollies smacking your behind.Ó At once Cindy
went to work. It was a much bigger cock than she had ever been
previously tasked with, but she set to it with an urgent abandon, her
fingers still between her legs, desperate to protect her hiney if nothing
else. In fact she rather enjoyed the feel of the big prong being forced into
her mouth, and though she gagged a little she did a good job taking it. She
sucked it hard, once sheÕd managed to get it to stop trying to go down her
throat. Steven, who had seemed so big and strong and tough, seemed to
melt in her hot little orifice. She soon had him grunting as awkwardly and
desperately as the boys at school. Jeffrey got off the bed and urged her
on, wiping his own flaccid cock in her long golden hair. Suddenly, as she
tried to bat Jeffrey away, for he was sticky and she didnÕt like that,
Steven rewarded her efforts with an unexpected surprise. He came, and
she got sticky stuff all in her mouth and down her throat and then
splattering all over her face, as she tried to pull away from him. He
sighed when he finally abated, and he told her sheÕd been a good girl. She
returned to her mother that way, slightly mortified, sperm-faced and
finding her mother down on her knees going for the same.
ÒDonÕt, mom! HeÕll pee on you!Ó Cindy helpfully warned her mom,
wiping sperm out of her eyes. Sasha lifted her mouth from the cock she
was sucking and said,
ÒDone already, dear?Ó
ÒYes. Or they are, anyways,Ó Cindy said of her two suitors, who
stood next to her still, though in a decidedly less vigorous condition, at
least for the moment.
ÒItÕs not pee on your face, dear. ItÕs sperm. IÕll explain it later,Ó
Sasha told her daughter. Then she went back to sucking cock, and Cindy,
not sure what to do with herself, watched. It was intriguing to watch her
mother work. She didnÕt just suck, she used different techniques. She
would take her mouth from her lover and kiss him with her lips, very
lightly. She would extend her tongue and spend a good minute tickling just
his pee hole. She would apply a butterfly stroke with her tongue to the
underside of him, as if urging him to spurt into her face with her tender
attention. Cindy lifted a hand to her mouth as she watched. She inserted a
finger between her lips. Engrossed in her motherÕs work, she began
sucking on her finger. She felt a little babyish doing it but, at least unlike
her mother, she had the comfort of knowing that her finger wouldnÕt piss
all over her. Suddenly the man her mother was working on groaned. Sasha
stood up. ÒHold it. I want you in a bedroom,Ó Sasha said to the man. Cindy
thrilled at seeing her mother take possession of the man, holding him now
with her hand as if he were some horny steed.
ÒCan I come, mom?Ó Cindy asked excitedly, pulling her finger from
her mouth.
ÒIf your lovers are through with you,Ó Sasha said. ÒOr not,Ó she
added, seeing the look of disappointment in the two menÕs faces. ÒMy
daughter is coming with me now,Ó Sasha told Stephen and Jeffrey. ÒI hope
you enjoyed her.Ó
Cindy tagged along with her mother. They found a bedroom with
fresh sheets and Sasha closed the door behind the three of them so that
they could be alone.
ÒDo you hurt, dear?Ó Sasha asked her daughter.
ÒNo,Ó Cindy said. Seeing her motherÕs perplexed look the girl added,
ÒThey were going to spank me but I wouldnÕt let them. Instead I just
sucked them.Ó She lifted up one of her hands and touched her long hair,
which was matted with sperm all down the right side. ÒOne of them wiped
himself in me,Ó Cindy said, wrinkling her nose.
ÒYou mean youÕre still a virgin?Ó Sasha asked Cindy.
ÒÔCourse, mom,Ó Cindy answered. She seemed utterly unknowing as
to how close sheÕd come to becoming a woman. Sasha smiled broadly and
bent down and kissed her daughter.
ÒI knew I could trust you, dear,Ó Sasha said. She turned and
introduced the man who was with her. He was about the same age as
Sasha and he was lean and handsome, taller than her, with a cock as
hardy-looking as BradÕs had been. Unfortunately Brad had been claimed by
Gwen, leaving Sasha to root about for another lover, a task which, she had
to admit to herself, she had thoroughly enjoyed. Now she was finally
alone and her little daughter was even here, safe behind a locked door.
Cindy put her finger to her lips and then spoke, her words mangled a little
by her digit:
ÒMom, wouth you teath me howth to suckth cockth?Ó Cindy asked,
and then laughed and giggled and took her finger away. ÒTeach me how to
suck, mom, like you do!Ó Cindy exclaimed.
ÒDonÕt you think youÕve learned enough for one night,Ó Sasha asked.
ÒNo!Ó Cindy cried gleefully. Cindy looked at the young man sheÕd
brought into the room, whose name was Jason. He was a fine specimen for
her daughter to learn on, if indeed she did have to learn. Perhaps it would
help her keep boys out of her belly, if she made them spurt in her mouth.
ÒOh alright,Ó Sasha said, too aroused to say ÔnoÕ. ÒBend down and IÕll show
you,Ó Sasha said. Cindy might have knelt but instead she bent right over,
showing her pretty naked behind, and grabbed hold of Jason. She pressed
him to her lips and, despite the fact that he was wet with her motherÕs
saliva, she gave him a lick. It looked rather like a little girl licking an ice
cream cone and CindyÕs mom laughed and said,
ÒNo, dear. ThatÕs a good start but youÕll never test his strength
properly giving him little girl licks like that. YouÕve got to... well... here,
let me get down and show you,Ó Sasha said. She knelt down beside her
daughter, Cindy still bending at the waist as if to purposely show off her
ass. ÒHere, this is how it is done. Copy me,Ó Sasha said. And for the next
ten minutes, much to his agonized delight, Jason was licked by both
females, until at last he could stand it no more and spoiled his chance of
taking CindyÕs cherry by spurting all over the faces of herself and her
mother.
ÒDwat. Peed on again,Ó Cindy groused, when Jason had finished
splattering himself on her. She wiped his sperm away with the back of
her hand.
ÒYou could have stood up, dear, if you didnÕt really want him,Ó Sasha
told her daughter.
ÒOh yeah,Ó Cindy said. ÒBut I was trying to STOP him!Ó she added. ÒI
squeezed and squeezed with my hands to try to shut him off but he just
kept cumming.Ó
ÒAhhh,Ó Jason said, remembering the little girlÕs squeezing, her
little fingers lingering even now on his cock, about halfway down his
shaft.
ÒThat just made him cum more,Ó Sasha told her daughter. ÒLet go of
him next time if you--Ó
ÒNo, donÕt let go!Ó Jason interrupted. He glared at Sasha. ÒDonÕt give
her bad advice,Ó he said. ÒOnce a man starts cumming thereÕs basically no
way to stop it. She should rub as well as squeeze, and keep sucking too.Ó
ÒI canÕt suck! YouÕre peeing!Ó Cindy protested.
ÒTeach her a little about male sperm, would you?Ó Jason said,
pointing to the girl but addressing her mother.
ÒItÕs sperm, dear. Men make it in their balls and shoot it out to get
girls pregnant.Ó CindyÕs eyes widened in alarm.
ÒIÕm going to get PREGNANT?!Ó Cindy asked.
ÒNo. YouÕre on the pill, dear,Ó Sasha answered.
ÒThank God,Ó Jason said. Cindy patted her belly. ÒI think IÕm still
too little to get pregnant,Ó she said, feeling her flatness, remembering the
poster of the woman at school who was swollen with child.
ÒNo, youÕre not. So you have to be careful,Ó Sasha told her daughter.
ÒBut the pill should protect you,Ó she added.
ÒAre you really a virgin?Ó Jason asked, looking down at the little
bare-bottomed girl as she stood straight now, letting go of his cock.
ÒYes. Unless sperm in my hair makes me not,Ó Cindy answered. She
brushed back her long matted hair, still lovely despite all the sticky
sperm in it.
ÒIt doesnÕt,Ó Jason said. He looked at Sasha. ÒThis may seem an
awkward question, but since IÕve got my dick hanging out what the hell.
Could I have your daughterÕs cherry?Ó
ÒYouÕre the third person to ask me that tonight,Ó Sasha said. She
looked lovingly at Cindy. ÒSince I said ÔyesÕ to the first two, and she
managed nonetheless to come back intact, I guess all I can say is, when
sheÕs ready. YouÕll just have to ask her, and wait for her answer.Ó Jason
looked hopefully at Cindy.
ÒOnly if you donÕt piss in me,Ó Cindy answered.
30
Ooops! I shall have to continue my valiant patriotic effort at a later
date. This effort has caused me to become a little too excited. (Damn!)
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