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Andrew Roller Presents
FUCK DECENCY
Sponsored by: Crab the dog
Issue No. 334
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Dungeon of Desire
Chapter One
Miriam got JenniferÕs hands free and the girl rubbed her wrists.
ÒOooh, that rope was too tight!Ó Jennifer said. It seemed a strange
comment, after all else sheÕd suffered. She bucked her hips at me. I
guessed she wanted me to finish her off.
But it was too late. Miriam grabbed me by my mane of blonde hair
and pulled my face up from JenniferÕs bush. ÒWe must dance, dear,Ó
Miriam said. ÒIf you need it badly, so much the better!Ó She made me
desist, leaving Jennifer staring at us awkwardly from the bed. Her legs
were spread apart and her hips arched themselves. Her belly rippled. Her
navel dimpled her belly. It panted for kisses and love. Miriam slapped
JenniferÕs tummy and made her get up.
ÒOwwww!Ó Jennifer pouted.
ÒDonÕt play with yourself, Jennifer!Ó Miriam warned. She slapped the
girlÕs hand away as Jennifer made to do what nobody else, as yet, had done
for her. Miriam looked at me. ÒYou can be douched on the dance floor.
Your pussy must be painted anyway, to make it glow. And your nipples,
too,Ó she smiled. ÒCome, itÕs a black-light dance, with florescent paints
on our most important places and parts. Wait Ôtil you see how the men
look!Ó She urged us both from the bedroom, palming our bottoms, Jennifer
hot and bothered, her hips squirming, me content for the moment, but
embarrassed to show myself in public with my pussy wet and well-
spermed. Nonetheless Miriam brought us back out into the ballroom, and
we greeted the guests in our nudity, naked as babes, but with lusts no
babe, hopefully, ever felt.
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Chapter Two
Despite my little foray into the bedroom, most of the men still
looked fully loaded and equipped for pleasure. They gazed at my pussy as I
accepted a drink in my hand and chatted quietly. They could see the
residue of JohnÕs sperm in my cunt hairs. On the insides of my thighs heÕd
left his mark too, in drying trails of his abundance that had failed to
penetrate me, or had dribbled back out.
All around me I felt a cluster of eager young men. Their tools stood
up boldly. Their balls were full with days of waiting. All had peed in the
pool. None wore pants anymore, though a few had put shirts back on,
perhaps to regain a little of their modesty. It was a useless gesture. The
upstanding prick they possessed simply lifted the hem of their shirt. My
view of each of their penises was unimpeded.
ÒIÕm a movie director,Ó one man offered. His voice was husky. He
wore a shirt but his penis was thrust at me, all the same, for he was rock
solid, hard and long.
ÒThatÕs nice,Ó I said in a lispy voice, sipping my drink. With so many
men around me I didnÕt want to let any of them have me. Not now. If I did,
I was sure IÕd be gang-banged. I didnÕt want that. Despite my spermed
cunt I tried to be as diffident and elegant as possible. I was nude, true,
without bra or panties, with just my spiked heels on, and only 16, but I
had to try my best to keep all these men at bay or IÕd just be turned into a
free hole for their lust.
ÒSheÕs learning,Ó I heard Sharon whisper to Miriam.
ÒSuch a fine young girl,Ó Miriam, if I heard correctly, whispered
back.
Sandy and her hubby drew close. Was he her hubby? Or just her
lover? Or a friend sheÕd met tonight? I couldnÕt remember. Even his
name, if IÕd learnt it, escaped me. But his organ stood up, big and proud,
and his chest was muscular and hairy.
I smiled over the lip of my glass. I let his eyes drink in my figure.
He seemed even more interested in me than before; I was available now, he
was sure, seeing JohnÕs sperm in my pubic curls. I was anointed. He was
excited. Surely I could let him do me too?
I remained coy. He had a dick IÕd have died for just hours ago, but
now I suffered from a surfeit of eager young penises. All of these young
men, and even the older ones, who should have known better, were visibly
excited by my surrender. Normally, their lust would be contained in their
trousers, at least. But now, trouserless, they showed me their eagerness
with complete freedom. I could examine their inspired penises at will,
glancing from one to the other, watching the veins pump blood down their
shafts and comparing the hues of their big purplish knobs.
ÒIÕm really not a bad girl. I just made a little mistake,Ó I explained
to SandyÕs husband. What was his name? No matter. I watched as a jewel
of pre-cum formed over his pee slit. HeÕd made it for me, I knew. Should I
bend down and lick it off? I ran my tongue over my lips to show him I
appreciated his sperm.
I felt a calloused palm on my bottom. My cheeks tensed. I glanced
over my shoulder, up.
ÒMaster!Ó I said in a little cry. It was Sauron. I had pledged my body
to him. He could control me at will. Was there any escape? I didnÕt know.
ÒFeel his balls,Ó Sauron told me. ÒI want you to weigh each manÕs
balls and tell me which you think is the fullest.Ó
I looked at my master with wide eyes. Surely, he was one of the
strongest men here. Could he really make the other men submit to his
female slave? I turned back to SandyÕs husband. Nameless, he stood
waiting, seemingly unoffended by the suggestion he let me weigh his
testicles.
I reached out. I think they were all so crazed with lust, each of
them knowing I had but two hands, that they were willing to let me have a
little freedom for a few minutes. I slid my fingers past the proffered
penis of SandyÕs husband and groped at his balls.
ÒTheyÕre so BIG!Ó I said with alarm. Everyone laughed. I was a child
tasting her first lemon. I felt the prickly hairs of his balls and the
brooding fullness of his sack. I could not contain his fullness in my palm,
only feel it, let it weigh upon my open hand. When I squeezed his big balls
they just smooshed upward, letting me have only a little of him.
ÒHere, darling, put him in a pouch,Ó Miriam told me. She handed me
an impossibly small bag made of leather. It had drawstrings. Was I
supposed to fit this big man into that little container?
ÒPut it on him and pull the drawstrings tight. Then he can fuck
without losing his seed,Ó Sandy smiled at me. She winked. I didnÕt know
if she was lying or telling the truth. But she liked the idea of seeing her
husband made captive. He groaned. I wanted to feel the other men, before
the chance passed away, but I knelt down and tried to fit her husband into
the bag.
The manÕs penis jabbed at my face. I bent my head to one side and
had to permit his dick to stem into my blonde mane of hair. There was
simply no way to avoid him. As I worked to capture his balls in the bag
his penis oozed precum into my lovely blonde locks.
I struggled. I worked the bag over his nuts, trying hard to contain
him without breaking my nails. I had to bite my lip and really sweat at
the job. The pouch was small and he was anything but.
ÒI think they made this pouch for smaller men,Ó I suggested.
ÒHeÕs worn one before,Ó Sandy said. She patted my head and made me
continue. Finally I got her husband contained. I smiled at my success.
Then, remembering I should tie him, I reached again between his legs and
tied up the drawstring around the top of his balls.
ÒI hear this string is made of sharp diamonds,Ó I teased SandyÕs
husband. He responded to the tightness of the bag. His dick seemed to
swell and his throat let out a sharp, guttural cry.
ÒYes dear, you should keep your seed where it belongs,Ó Sandy said
to her husband. She held a riding crop and she lofted it into the air and
brought it down smartly on his bare buttocks.
ÒYeoch!Ó the man grunted.
ÒOh, donÕt!Ó I begged. I hated to see him hurt. My hands pressed
against his thighs. I felt his lurching dick brush my cheek and I let him
stem in my hair without avoiding him. I rubbed my cheek against his
penisÕs shaft.
ÒGo feel the other men,Ó Sandy ordered me. I looked up at her
husband. He seemed enthralled by his bondage. Perhaps he had a job where
he had to be the boss all day. Now he just wanted to serve, to obey.
I stood up. I shook my hair and tried to comb out his spermy precum
with my fingers. I had no time for obedient men. I turned, examined my
options. Three men still waited to let me weigh them. A college guy, a
man slightly older, and a man older still. They showed me their dicks but I
disliked their obedience. With a slap on my ass, not too hard, just enough
to remind me he was there, Sauron indicated I must obey.
Sheepishly I advanced to the first man. I looked down at his dick. He
was as huge as any. I knelt down. A fatal mistake. I had no pouch, why
did I think I must kneel for him? Before I could say ÔnoÕ I found his penis
forcing its way between my lips. He was a frat guy. He knew how to take
advantage of a situation. How many other girls had he put his penis to, I
wondered, as I felt him intrude. I tasted his sperm and gagged as his
cockhead jammed itself in my mouth.
VIDEO REVIEW
by holy joe
PlayboyÕs Erotic Underground, $19.95. VHS Tape, Color, 60 minutes. PBV
0803. Playboy: 1-800-423-9494. Playboy: www1.playboy.com/catalog/
Review: This video starts off with something IÕd never heard of
before. ItÕs a strip club, featuring female dancers. But this club is for
female customers only! I was just wondering where I could get hold of a
cheap wig, a dress, and some makeup, when the announcer added that
couples could also get into the club.
What a relief! I felt very happy that I wouldnÕt have to dress up as a
girl to get into this hot-looking club. Then I remembered: IÕve never had a
girlfriend. How am I going to get into a club that lets couples in, with no
girl to take me?
I guess I could walk up to a girl and say, ÒHi, I need a girl friend to
get into a ladies-only strip club. Wanna go with me?Ó But it sounds more
like a great way to get slapped, than to get a girl to take me to that club.
So, thereÕs only one answer: I need to find a horny guy who will
dress up like a girl, and go with me to this ladies-only strip club. For
safetyÕs sake, we should both dress as girls. Then weÕd be sure to get in.
Normally, IÕm not too fond of strip clubs. I mean, IÕm glad they
exist, but IÕve never been too keen on going to them. Who wants to stand
in the middle of a bunch of beer-swilling men? And, given that the
dancers are strutting their stuff in front of guys, one gets the impression
that they stay fairly remote, in mind if not in deed.
But not at a ladies-only club! Here, based on what the video showed,
the female dancers felt much less inhibited about showing themselves.
They seemed quite casual and approachable. And, since the audience was
almost entirely female, there was a sense of sharing. The dancers touched
the audience. The audience touched back. It was like watching two groups
loving each other, rather than Ôthe battle of the sexes.Õ
After exploring this club, which is (I think) in Los Angeles, this
video goes to Hungary. Apparently Hungary is a wonderfully free country
right now, in sexual matters. All I can say is, there are tons of beautiful
girls there! No wonder Count Dracula lived in Transylvania, which is
directly to the east of Hungary.
After the segment on Hungary, this video explores the subject of
tattoos. Fortunately, this segment is mercifully short. Who wants to see
ugly ladies getting tattoos, or beautiful women ruining themselves with
them?
The next segment in this video is about a guy who makes electric
dildos. ItÕs quite amazing to watch a girl brought to orgasm by an electric
dildo. Unfortunately, she isnÕt very attractive to look at, though she does
offer up lovely screams.
Want to spend a week in an erotic paradise? ThatÕs the next stop in
this video. A guy in France came up with the idea of building a beautiful
home. HeÕs calls it an Ôorgy palace.Õ ItÕs purpose is sexual pleasure.
Anybody can go there, if he chooses to have you as his guest. WhatÕs the
catch? Well, he invites a new group of people each week. You get a whole
week to have all the sex you like, for free, but you have to let the owner
film you the entire time youÕre there. Then he sells the video in video
stores. ItÕs an interesting bargain... and quite fun to watch a group of
people whoÕve taken him up on his offer.
Another segment in this video features a man and his wife. She
wants some girl/girl action. He wants to be entertained. They find what
theyÕre looking for at a strip club in New York, where the wife gets her top
pulled off by a dancer. But the night is still young, so they decide to visit
a bondage club next. A hot scene ensues at the bondage club. A woman,
hired to entertain the husband, decides to pull off the wifeÕs clothes! The
three ÔloversÕ proceed to the roof of the club, where the hired woman and
the wife engage in 69. This was an exciting scene to watch. The wife is
attractive, and it was quite interesting to see how eager she was for
girl/girl sex.
In summary, there are three good segments in this video: 1. Hungary
(which had several short scenes of lovely girls). 2. The Ôorgy palace.Õ ItÕs
highly exciting to watch, but there should have been more footage of this
place. 3. The man and wife who go touring sex spots, in New York. I
would have enjoyed seeing more of this couple!
There are also two other potentially good segments: 1. A bondage
photographer in France. (YouÕll need to watch it in slow motion to get
much out of it, though.) 2. A girl who rides on a dildo mounted on a pool
table. (This is a different segment from the one that featured the guy who
actually makes his own dildos). The girl in this segment is a cute blonde,
but she was a little too fat, in my opinion.
This is one of the sexiest Playboy videos IÕve ever seen. The order in
which I list the scenes in my review is not quite correct. I should, I
suppose, watch the video again and re-write my review, but this video
just isnÕt exciting enough for me to bother watching it again. And thatÕs
the problem. Despite being an above-average Playboy video, itÕs still
pretty boring. There isnÕt enough in the way of:
a. Cute girls.
b. Hot action.
There is, though, more action, and more of a sense of excitement and
uncertainty in watching this video than there is in most other Playboy
videos. YouÕll like this video the first time you see it. However, the real
question is, will you like watching it a second time, or a third? In my
case, I donÕt feel like watching it again, even to straighten out the order
of the segments IÕve listed in my review.
ItÕs too bad that the good parts of this video werenÕt longer. For
instance, Playboy films some ravishingly beautiful girls in Hungary. But
the clips are very short, and have to be watched in slow motion to be
enjoyed. The same goes for the Ôorgy palaceÕ. There, the girls werenÕt
nearly as beautiful, but they were still fun to watch because they were so
free and uninhibited. I could have spent half the tape watching the action
at the orgy palace. But Playboy only spends a few minutes there. What
Playboy shows is great. Too bad Playboy didnÕt show more. And the same
goes for the couple touring New York sex spots. WhatÕs shown is great.
But there isnÕt enough. (Obviously, I could simply go out and buy a sex
tape. However, the reason I like Playboy tapes is because Playboy is a
classy company, and presents girls, and sex, in a classy manner.)
A lot of this tape is informational in nature. If you want
information, you will love this tape. In my case, I was only looking for
girls.
About the box: It is a total lie. On the box there are scenes of
handsome men being dominated by women. There is nothing in the tape
that is in any way related to the scenes on the box. Perhaps they were cut
out of a bondage catalog, and pasted on the box. Basically, this is an
information-oriented tape, with a few short scenes of attractive females
doing sexy things.
AND IN THE END...
A WOMANÕS EROTIC UTOPIA
by Naomi Wolf
ÒThere have been societies that did some pretty great things.
...The Tantric belief ...taught men that they should worship the sexual
goddess in all women; rich or poor, fat or thin, young or old. And I love
that.Ó
(me too! Especially the young part! - h.j.)
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