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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
A PARTY FOR PERVERSION
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Chapter Eight
"Ooooh, that hoirt sooo muchth," Lori blubbered into Beth's breasts.
She was kneeling on the mattress, unchained and ungagged, still in her
gloves and stockings but with a considerable number of runs where the
stockings covered the backs of her thighs.
"I know, dear, but soon you will feel a warm glow throughout your
body from the cane," Beth consoled her. In fact the stinging of the cane
was already transforming itself into a deep blush of feeling all over Lori's
bottom, back, and thighs. Lori nuzzled Beth's large breast and took the
woman's nipple into her mouth. Lori suckled it, making little mewing
sounds and still letting tears fall from her eyes. The tears both wet and
whetted Beth's breasts.
Jane, deeply flushed, her clothes disheveled, suddenly appeared in
the door.
"It's time for her to go," Jane said quietly to Beth.
"Nooo, I don't want to," Lori said petulantly when Jane tugged at her
upper arm. Lori felt an odd sense of warmth and security with Beth, albeit
a sense of security tinged with danger. More importantly, though, Lori
resisted simply in an attempt to gain a measure of control over her own
body. Such an attempt was, however, to prove fruitless.
A big, strapping young man whom Lori didn't even know brusquely
entered the tiny cabin and seized her. Without a word he lifted Lori up and
flung her over his shoulder. Lori kicked and screamed and tried to bite the
man's face, then his chest. She was just sinking her teeth into the flesh
of his left breast when Beth caught her head firmly in her hands and Jane
shoved the soft leather gag back into her mouth. When the gag had been
tied the man strode out of the cabin and up the lawn toward the mansion.
Lori, her bottom striped, flailed her slim legs. Her arms, hanging down the
front of the man's body below her face, were firmly gripped in one of his
large hands.
Jane giggled at the spectacle of Lori and then turned to Beth.
"Thank you," Jane said quietly. She touched her lips to Beth's as her
fingers grazed Beth's pubic thatch. Beth's hand reached out and touched
Jane's mound.
"Anything for a friend," Beth breathed. Their hands slipped to each
other's pussy lips and began rubbing. Jake appeared in the door, saw what
was taking place, and picked up Beth's cane. He struck Jane's bottom.
"I want that ass of yours back at the apartment," Jake said as Jane
turned to him with eyes wide. "Let's move it!" Jane bid her leave of Beth,
scooped up Lori's clothes and, taking Jake's hand, walked out the door with
him.
The convertible was still waiting in the drive, sans Roger.
Apparently Jane had set the older man up with a bevy of little girls on
condition that Roger loan her the car and the apartment for the rest of the
weekend. The husky man who had carried Lori up from the cabin plopped
her down naked in the car. Jane, having taken a shorter route to the
vehicle, came up right behind him with Jake.
"Thank you," Jane said to the man. She curled her fingers around the
man's erect rod even as she continued to hold hands with Jake.
"I'd be happy to do more," the man said.
"So would every other male in the country," Jane said. She leaned
forward and pecked the man on the cheek. Then she released the man's
prick and walked around to the driver's side of the car and got in. She
started the engine. Jake jumped in next to Mike and Peter, who were
relegated once again to the car's back seat.
Alison struggled to get Lori into her vest and button it as the car
pulled down the drive. Then she undid Lori's gag. Alison had just laid
Lori's leather miniskirt over her upper thighs when a truck passed their
car and a leering, unshaven man leaned out the passenger window of the
vehicle. It was lucky the girls had three well endowed, bare chested men
in back or they would never have made it back to the apartment.
About forty minutes later the convertible pulled up in front of the
apartment and everyone in it let out a collective sigh of relief. Here they
could finally get some sleep. The men shielded Lori as the group headed up
the stairs to the second floor apartment. The girl had become recalcitrant
and refused to put on her skirt. She claimed her bottom hurt too much to
wear clothing.
The apartment was cool and dark. The fire was nothing more than
dying embers. Peter bade his friends a quick goodbye and, grabbing a
sandwich from the fridge for his dog, went out onto the porch to recover
both his hound and his clothing. He stepped back inside for a moment to
shimmy into his pants and give each girl a final kiss, then left. Peter had
a girlfriend who was due at his own apartment any minute.
Jake added an armful of logs to the fire and stirred it to make the
flames catch. This proved relatively fruitless so, taking a few pages from
a newspaper at the bar, he lit them with a lighter and laid them on top of
the logs. The bark of one of the fresh logs caught fire. A roaring blaze
was only minutes away.
Jane was filling a large bath tub with hot, bubbling water. Alison
and Mike entered and peeled off their clothes, as did Jane. Jake entered
with Lori and pulled off her vest and his own pants. The group felt like a
passel of wet eels as they splashed down into the water and let its
warmth soak into them. Five people was slightly more than the tub had
been designed to hold, and their wet limbs slithered over each other. They
rested for awhile then, fearing that one or more of them might fall asleep
and drown, Jane ordered them to start washing. What followed was
several long minutes of naked hands rubbing the more meaningful parts of
their significant others. As the scrubbing proceeded the men became hard
once more and girls' nipples firmly erect.
"Okay, everyone up out of the water," Jane announced at length.
Rinsing, they got out and took to toweling down their erogenous areas. As
there were three girls and only two men no ready pairing off was possible.
Jake tended to corner the attentions of Lori and Alison, but everyone got a
crack at everyone else's genitals. Lori was a subject of particular
interest, due to her (now fading) marks from the cane. Mike promised
similar treatment before the weekend was out for Jane and Alison.
"Alright, off to bed with you," Jane said to Lori, turning the girl by
her frail shoulders away from Jake's dick and heading her out the
bathroom door. This was taken as a cue for the entire group, and they
retreated from the bathroom into the bedroom where the bed covers were
quickly pulled down and everyone crawled in. A certain amount of shifting
around followed, accompanied by giggles from the girls and chuckles from
the males, which resulted in Jane being firmly pinned beneath Mike and
Alison beneath Jake. Lori was squished between the two couples. Mike
and Jake then entered their respective fiancees at the same moment, and
the pairs began fucking gently as the bed creaked beneath them. Once
firmly ensconced in their lovers each man placed one hand upon Lori's
little pussy. She allowed her legs to spread as their fingers probed her.
They began rubbing the nubile blonde's tiny clitoris as she whimpered with
pleasure.
Some time later Mike awoke to find himself still atop Jane. His last
moments of consciousness had passed away with the final spurts of his
semen. Everyone in the bed except himself was sound asleep. Mike rose up
and made his way carefully over the slumbering forms. Just as he left the
bed Lori lifted her head sleepily off Alison's shoulder.
Mike's penis was fully erect as he positioned himself over the toilet.
He just started to pee when he felt a softness at his back and a small hand
with perfectly manicured nails slipped around his torso and took hold of
the base of his dick. Lori pressed against him as he peed and reached
around with her remaining hand to cup his balls. The testicles grew taut
in her hand.
"How's your bottom?" Mike asked without turning, his urine still
streaming down into the john.
"Better, I think," Lori whispered. She released his genitals and
walked to the counter top and turned about. She looked over her shoulder
into the large mirror above the sink. "Oooh, much better." The marks were
barely visible now. Her skin was pale but lustrous.
"You're almost ready for another beating," Mike grinned.
"You wouldn't," Lori said, seating the edge of her bottom on the
counter.
"I might," Mike replied. "I've never seen a more perfect bottom for
it."
"You people are so cruel," Lori said. She brushed her hair back from
her face and looked down at her breasts.
"So are those," Mike said.
"My breasts?" Lori cried, looking up. "You wouldn't!"
"Why not?" Mike asked. He walked over to her and clasped her bare
bosoms. "Mmm, perfect," he breathed, weighing their firmness in his
palms. Lori, despite the look of horror on her face, reached forward with
both her hands and clasped his erect penis.
THE END?
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