Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
No. 75 Tuesday August 8, 1995
alt.sex.stories alt.stories.erotic
D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
watermelon moon
Part Eighteen
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Fourteen
"Cindy, why don't you help out and take a turn holding down Bob?"
Willette asked.
"No thanks," Cindy said. "I've got to discuss my impending marriage
to Dick." Dick grinned sheepishly.
"What?!" Willette cried. She leapt up from Bob without even
thinking. "Dick, what is she talking about? I didn't let you make me
pregnant just to get tossed away!" There was a furious look on her face
and she strode over to the couple.
"Uh, we Arabs often have more than one wife," Dick explained, not all
too convincingly. Willette slapped Cindy across the cheek.
"Hey!" Cindy cried, putting a hand to her reddening cheek as tears
welled up in her eyes.
"Go easy on her, she just lost her boyfriend," Dick advised Willette,
his voice slightly angry now. Protectively he wrapped an arm more tightly
about Cindy's torso. He cupped one of her breasts.
"So now she gets to steal mine?" Willette shrieked. She turned and
stomped from the room. Dick gave Cindy a sad look and urged her from his
lap. Then he followed after Willette.
Dick found Willette sitting in a stuffed chair in the living room. She
was curled up in a fetal position, her feet drawn up onto the seat of the
chair. Dick knelt down before Willette on the floor. "Look, Willette, I was
just trying to make Cindy happy, honest!" Willette, pouting angrily, made
no response. "Willette, I love you. And yes, I'm going to marry you. We'll
live together for the rest of our lives, you and I. We'll grow old together."
"You're old already," Willette snapped, and turned her face into the
back of the chair.
"I'm just 35, but that is older than you," Dick said. He attempted to
stroke Willette's lovely curving back but she shook him off. "Well, you
just pout then," Dick said, rising. Then he knelt down once more. "No, I
know you, you're stubborn as a pig. If I went back into the bedroom you'd
slip away and I'd never see you again. I guess I'll just have to kneel right
here until you change your mind."
Willette turned toward Dick. "Get away!" She cried, and kicked him
lightly under the chin with her foot. "I want to go for a walk!"
"Nothing doing," Dick said. He put his arms on the arms of the chair
to further imprison Willette in it. "You'd walk away from here even
without your clothes on, then sleep with the first farmer you met and get
him to buy you clothes. I know you, Willette. You were a bull in your
former life." Willette kicked him again, harder.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Lori was now the victim of Bob. Though
Cindy pinched the man and pulled at his hair in a series of lightning
attacks launched from the easy chair, he nonetheless managed to keep Lori
firmly in his grasp.
"You're going to get it now, girl!" Bob snarled. He had Lori in a
partial crouch on the bed and picked up a dildo. He stuck its tip in the jar
of cream that lay on the bed and then jammed the tip into Lori's ass.
"Ow, not too hard, Bob!" Lori cried. Cindy picked up a pillow and
whacked Bob over the head.
"Damn little bitch!" Bob yelled at Cindy, who only giggled in reply.
It was all Bob could do to keep his own wife under control. WHACK! came
the pillow again, and Bob lost his temper, at least as much as a man could
over a giggling 18-year-old girl swatting him with a pillow. Bob let go of
his wife and hopped up and chased Cindy around the room.
"Got you, you little imp!" Bob cried as he caught the fleeing Cindy. He
manhandled her over to the bed. Lori jumped at him with a pillow of her
own, but he managed to catch her by the wrist. A moment later both girls,
squealing, kneeing him in the stomach, were more or less his prisoners
upon the bed.
With some effort Bob managed to roll both girls on their tummies.
At once he began to slap their bumptious bottoms. Lori and Cindy at first
tried to buck free. Then, as their spankings continued, a wave of erotic
feeling washed over them and they turned their faces toward one anther.
They each extended a tongue and their tongues touched.
"There! There! There! And there!" Dick yelled triumphantly,
applying a final series of slaps to Lori and Cindy's bottoms. Then he
turned them both back over so that he could admire their front sides while
their wriggling bottoms simmered away against the cool, crisp white
sheets. Bob kissed each girl's tummy in turn. "You're the only girl here
who's not pregnant," Bob said to Cindy.
"You think I should skip my pills?" Cindy asked. "It would be fun for
all three of us to have our babies together." Lori put her face close to
Cindy's ear and tickled it with her tongue.
"Mmm, fucked together and delivering together. It sounds fun!" Lori
said. Cindy gave a girlish little giggle.
"Well, we'll have to see about that later," Bob said. "Right now I
want you, Cindy, to don a strap on dildo and fuck Lori up the butt."
"Nooo," Lori cried, her struggles renewed by Bob's awful suggestion.
But Cindy seemed taken by the idea. Her eyes lit up at the proposal that
she might ream the older woman.
"Yes!" Cindy squealed suddenly. "Up your butt, Lori, just like you
were doing to Bob!" A moment later and Lori found herself outnumbered.
And then she was on her knees, face on the bed, bottom arched high, with
Bob holding her down.
"How does this thing go on?" Cindy asked. She knelt on the bed,
looking down at her crotch, her lips parted with a bead of saliva on them.
In her hands she held an evil looking strap on dildo, which she was trying
to belt around her waist.
"Pull that lower strap between your legs," Bob said. "It works just
like a G-string, except you've got to buckle it on."
"Oh, I see, I guess," Cindy said, and still seemed to have trouble.
Just then Dick and Willette walked into the room, hand in hand. Willette's
face was stained with tears.
"I'm sorry, Willette, honest!" Cindy cried, looking up.
"It's okay, we made up," Willette snuffled. "But you can't marry my
Dickie. I will help you find another man, though."
"I was just teasing," Cindy said, though her eyes said she had not
been. She looked slightly forlorn.
"Here, let me help you with that," Willette said brightly. She jumped
on the bed behind Cindy and grasped the strap-on dildo that Cindy was
trying to put on. Dick too came forward, and absently helped Bob hold
down Lori.
"There," Willette said when Cindy was finally outfitted properly in
the dildo's harness. Willette kissed Cindy on the lips. "I love you,"
Willette said. "You're my best friend in the whole world."
"You mean it?" Cindy asked. Bob couldn't help smiling at the scene.
The two looked like no more than a pair of jabbering little girls, yet Cindy
had a lewd dildo strapped to her waist. After another consoling kiss
Willette urged Cindy forward to the task at hand.
With Willette's hands helpfully on her bottom, Cindy used her own
hands to prise open Lori's ass cheeks. Then Willette reached around Cindy
to guide her slim but long dildo against Lori's nether hole.
"Oh! We forgot the cream!" Willette realized, just in time. She
pulled Cindy back and then the most amazing scene followed. Willette
sank her fingers into the nearby jar of cream. Then, with Cindy boyishly
watching, Willette smoothed the cream over Cindy's fake cock. When the
penis was fully coated with a glistening salve Willette put her palms to
Cindy's shoulders, fingers upraised, and pressed the girl forward to the
assault on Lori. Again Willette helped Cindy's rubber prick find Lori's
sphincter. Then, putting her palms to Cindy's bottom, Willette began
helping Cindy make a series of forward thrusts with her hips. Lori cried
out under the assault.
"Oooch! Oooch! Oooch! No fair!" Lori pleaded, but nobody seemed to
pay much attention. There were too many racing hormones in the room for
anyone to suggest that Lori receive anything less than what the ad hoc
grouping of couples intended. With gentle but uncompromising strokes the
mercifully slim dildo was pushed up Lori's hole. Its balls had come
equipped with a free load of cream. When Cindy was fully up Lori, Willette
squeezed her fake balls and the cream went shooting up Lori's rectum.
"Ahhk!" Lori gasped. Her eyes bulged.
"Just be glad we didn't have to add our own this first time," Bob said
aloud to Lori. "It would have been well heated."
With a pulling on her thighs, Willette's index fingers pushing the belt
that ran over her pussy lips up against them, Cindy was urged backward.
After a moment Cindy's fake dick popped out of Lori's hole. Bob and Dick
clambered off Lori and the woman sat up.
"You beasts!" Lori cried. Her face was hot and red and a few tears
streaked it. Lori, kneeling, lifted her bottom up off her heels. She rubbed
it. Then she spread her cheeks and tentatively touched a finger to her
violated anus. Her lips formed an O as she gave her nether hole a little
exploration with her fingertips to make sure it was still intact. Everyone
broke out into laughter watching her.
"You just wait, Robert!" Lori said. "Some night when you're asleep
I'll stuff a dildo up you so big it'll get stuck up there and never come out!"
"Guess I'll have to sleep with Cindy from now on," Bob said.
"OooH!" Lori hissed angrily. But then her face softened as she
realized, feeling her bottom, that she would continue to live. "I need a
bath," Lori said. "Which of you men wants to wash me?"
"I do!" Dick said eagerly, then looked hopefully at Willette.
"Yes, Dickie dear, you may," Willette said. "I'm not so worried about
Lori. She's a married woman with her husband right here to protect her."
Willette turned to Cindy and pinched her cheek just below her eye. "It's
you I'm worried about, you hot little vixen!" Cindy giggled.
"Everyone must worry about me, I'm going to keep this on!" Cindy
crowed. "I like having a penis of my very own!"
Dick escorted Lori to the bathtub, with Cindy following behind by
herself to wash off her new penis in the sink. When Cindy walked out into
the kitchen a bit later, she found Willette and Bob there, kissing.
"I'm warming some more cream for your big fat testicles," Willette
said brightly to Cindy.
"Oooh, goody!" Cindy cried. "I'm going to have the most dangerous
dick in the whole world! Now men will have a reason to run away from
me!"
A bit later Cindy walked into the bathroom. Her stride was a bit of a
waddle, given the contraption between her legs. Dick and Lori looked up
from an embrace as Cindy came up to the tub. "Anyone want some pleasure
from my penis?" Cindy grinned. She reached between her legs and
squeezed her balls, newly filled. Hot cream spurted out. Dick and Lori
broke out laughing. Cindy squeezed herself some more, squirting out more
cream, hitting Dick on the shoulders and Lori in the face. Lori's eyes
widened and she looked gleeful. Lori leaned forward and gave Cindy's
rubber cockhead a little lick. Cindy thanked Lori with a squirt of cream
onto her lips. When Lori lifted her face from Cindy's cock, Dick licked the
cream from her lips.
"Now shoo, little girl," Dick said, smiling. "We want a few private
moments together, just like you and I had in the field." Cindy pouted.
"Nobody watns me," Cindy cried, turning away, mangling her sentence
with a tear-threatening sniffle.
"Oh, shit," Dick swore. He got up out of the bathtub and walked over
to Cindy and grasped her by the backs of her shoulders. "I never thought
having two males and three females would lead to such problems." Dick
turned Cindy around and kissed her on the lips. Then he reached down and
began unbuckling her dildo. Its buckle was at her back and Dick had to turn
Cindy slightly to get at it.
"What are you doing? I want my penis," Cindy protested.
"You're going to join me and Lori in the tub, sweetie-pie," Dick said.
"Now let's put your penis aside until after your bath."
"I don't want a bath," Cindy said.
"Well, you're going to get one," Dick said. A moment later he had the
dildo off her. He took Cindy by the hand and led her over to the tub. In turn
he lifted each of her heels to the side of the tub and unsnapped it and
tossed it aside. He gave each of her feet a brief little massage with his
fingers after unshoeing it. Then Dick helped Cindy into the soothing warm
water of the tub. The girl settled happily between Dick and Lori just as if
she was their little daughter.
"I can just imagine you as a child," Lori said to Cindy. She caressed
one of the girl's newly formed breasts. "Running bare chested up and down
your street, all flat but still alluring with your long legs and wiggly
bottom. And with a big dust stain on the seat of your pants from sitting
on the sidewalk playing jacks."
"Yep, I was a little brat!" Cindy said merrily. Dick found the juncture
twixt her thighs and stroked her silky pubic hair.
"You still are a little brat, don't you think?" Dick asked.
"I'm sure I can be," Cindy grinned. Dick leaned forward and nuzzled
her.
"Oooh, lookie, a thing for making bubbles!" Cindy pointed when Dick
had lifted away his face from hers.
"Would you like me to get it for you?" Lori asked gently.
"Please mommie," Cindy said.
"First you must have your dinner, then you may play," Lori said,
cupping her breasts and offering her teats to Cindy.
"Yes, mommie," Cindy agreed. Lightly she took one of Lori's nipples
twixt her fingers and squeezed it. Then she touched her tongue to it.
"Oh, God," Lori cried, giving her head a slight toss backward. She
shook her auburn mane. "Yes, help me practise for my baby," Lori cooed to
Cindy. Dick leaned forward too and took Lori's other breast. For long
moments he and Cindy supped at Lori's mammaries. Dick wondered what it
would be like when they were actually giving milk. He hoped he might
still be around Lori then.
After the nipple suckling Lori, flushed, got out of the tub and brought
a little wand and flask of bubble fluid over to Cindy. She hopped back into
the tub. Cindy, still placed between Dick and Lori, dipped the bubble wand
in its fluid and then blew a stream of bubbles up into the air. Cindy dipped
again and blew more bubbles, then dipped and offered the third try to Lori.
As Cindy held the wand Lori bent close and created a trail of sky-borne
bubbles of her own. Dick was in heaven, gazing at the girls. No man could
be happier than this.
Later, as the moon rose over the treetops, the couples retreated to
the bedroom. Dick lay with Willette in his arms. He nuzzled the girl. She
was so young, so sweet, just like his lost wife. Right next to him lay
Cindy, and on Cindy's other side was Bob. At least tonight the young "ex"
would have no shortage of men by her side. Beyond Bob lay Lori, stroking
his cock.
"Let's tell sexy stories tonight," suggested Lori.
"Alright," Willette whispered. Cindy giggled.
"We can make our own story even as we tell them," Cindy said. With
much persuasion the girl had been convinced not to take her strap-on dildo
to bed with her. Now her hands, still seeking a penis, came to Dick's. Her
other hand found Bob's. Lori seemed not to mind the intrusion. Willette
had both her arms around Dick's neck. Her hips lay to his side.
"I'll go first then," Bob said. "This is something that happened to my
friend while he was in college."
"Your friend. Shuuure," Willette said.
"It was you, wasn't it, Bob?" Lori asked. She put a hand to his face
and caressed it. Bob caught one of her long nailed fingers twixt his lips
and sucked it a moment.
"No, no, it was a friend of mine, I swear!" Bob said. "Now let me tell
it, for Chrissakes!"
"We're all ears," Willette said. "I'm very interested in finding out
what sort of things go on in college. I'll be starting next year!"
"Me too," Cindy piped up.
"You?" Willette cried. "You can't even count to ten."
"I can," Cindy said.
"No you can't. You flubbed it up right when I was holding down Lori
and trying to win that wrestling match. Unless you fucked up on purpose?"
"Oh, no!" Cindy said, eyes suddenly wide. "It was a accident."
"So see? You have to learn your numbers first. And maybe your
alphabet too," Willette said demurely.
"Yes, say the alphabet!" Lori cried. Cindy began to sniffle.
"Stop teasing me," Cindy said. She pressed her face into Dick's
shoulder.
"There there," Dick said consolingly. He reached up and stroked
Cindy's flame tinged mane. "Tell your story, Bob, before these girls cut
each other to bits with their sniping."
Bob cleared his throat. "Well, back when I was in college...I mean,
when I was in college with my friend, he got captured one day by some
girls. I don't know how."
"Probably the same way we captured you," Willette offered. "By
being stronger than you."
"Yes, well, however that may be, he was captured and trussed up in
their apartment. Now Cindy, Cindy, stop crying dear." Bob tapped the
girl's shoulder. Cindy looked over at him with tear-filled eyes. "I want
you to put your fingers on Dick's penis there and stroke him all through
this story. I want to see if I can make him squirt!"
"Okay!" Cindy said brightly, suddenly forgetting her trauma. "That's
something nobody can argue I don't know how to do!" Cindy eagerly clasped
Dick's rod.
D R E A M G I R L S N E W S
Z I N E R E V I E W
by holy joe
Uncommon Desires Newsletter #20, 19. US: $20.00 for 6 issues.
Canada: $22.00. All Others: $25.00. (Price includes postage.) Digest.
Uncommon Desires Newsletter, c/o N.S. Aristoff, P.O. Box 2377, New York,
NY 10185.
Review: Since our last review, the federal government has lost its
war against Uncommon Desires NewslettersÕ (UDNÕs) publisher. UDN has an
outstanding attorney contributing articles, and #20 makes for shocking
reading. Just as the U.S. government is now compiling lists of militia
members, it is also compiling lists of people it thinks might be
pedophiles. Get this thing, man, and read (on page 2) the flimsy criteria
the government uses to compile its lists. Heck, my dog could probably
qualify for membership on this list. Of course, the government is known
to track people it thinks might be growing ÒinappropriateÓ weeds in their
back yards, or filling in Òwetlands,Ó etc. So once again we have an
intolerant state governed by ideological elites who think they know best,
and who are willing to investigate, imprison, and kill those who think
differently.
On page 11 we have a fine dissertation on how the Disney ChannelÕs
Mousercise program is now illegal under the newest Òchild pornographyÓ
laws. Right now there is a young man sitting in prison for the next five
years (Stephen Knox), for buying a swimsuit video. If heÕs in prison, so
says the writer, so should the producers of Mousercise be. A brilliant
piece of satire.
Oh, yeah. There are some cute pictures of girls in this zine. Heaven
forbid that I should mention that, though. Nothing but loud, hairy,
obnoxious WOMEN for me, by God!
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