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Issue No. 46
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Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
A Party for Perversion
Chapter Five
"It looks like it's time for you to get undressed," Mike said to Miriam.
Jane smiled. She knew she could handle Roger easily and still get the
jump on Miriam.
"That's right, Miriam," Jane said. "It's your turn, especially since
Mike and I are engaged."
Miriam was obviously not entirely pleased at the prospect of
submitting to Jane. She had hoped someone other than 'Odd Roger,' as she
called the man to herself, would be her suitor. Someone a bit more adept
at exercising dominion over the competitive brunette.
"So it must be," Miriam said. "Mike, would you unzip me?" Mike got
up, his penis now rampant, and walked behind Miriam. He knelt down
behind Miriam and kissed her, licked her earlobe, and then took the zipper
of her dress between his teeth and pulled it down. Jake, Peter, and Roger
went up to their respective girls and began pulling off what little clothes
they had left.
"Not the ribbons," Miriam called out, as Jake made to undo Lori's.
The little girl smiled up at Jake and then, as if the instrument itself could
smile back, at his penis.
When Miriam had been undressed of everything except her heels she
got up and went over to the cabinet again. She drew forth several leather
masks and brought them over to the couples. They were like ski masks,
entirely covering the head except for eye, nose and mouth holes.
"Are we to wear those?" Alison asked.
"In a little bit," Miriam said. "All that wine has made me want to go
to the bathroom. What about you?"
"I was just thinking of asking," Lori said.
"We'll all pee, but there's no need for us to remove ourselves to a
bathroom," Miriam said. "Girls, spread your legs and pee right there."
"Right, right on the floor?" Jane asked.
"Mmmhmm, you don't even have Roger's bearskin rug to worry about,"
Miriam said. Jane laughed.
"I, I could never do that," Lori said, looking at the floor.
"Which is precisely why you're being asked to, young lady," Miriam
replied. "Actually, I'm making this up as I go along. I've never done just
this, and neither have you. Men, I think the girls will need their boots back
on so they don't splash themselves. Roger? You know what size Lori is
here, fetch her a pair of thigh length boots."
Miriam detached a key from her bracelet and handed it to Jake.
"There's a camera in the third drawer," Miriam said, indicating the
little wooden cabinet. "I'd like these girls to have some pictures to take
home with them." Everyone was too excited for any protest to be voiced
over photographs being taken. The nude females waited anxiously as Lori's
boots and the camera were fetched. Then Jane insisted on a mirror being
provided and an opportunity to fetch their purses so that they might check
their makeup. Roger was sent for the purses (which were locked in the
glove compartment of his convertible), Peter was sent out for mirrors.
Soon each girl, properly booted but otherwise nude, sat upon the
narrow bench with a hand held mirror, primping. When each was assured
that her facial appearance was just as she wanted, they surrendered their
makeup kits and awaited Miriam's orders.
"Use your mirrors to watch yourselves as you pee," Miriam
instructed the girls. "I'm sure none of you have ever watched your own
pussy pee before." The girls giggled.
Blushing, the girls pushed their bottoms to the very edge of the
bench and spread themselves. They looked down at their mirrors and
waited. The flash bulb from the camera briefly illuminated their private
little nests.
"I, I can't go," Jane said.
"Roger, more wine please," Miriam instructed. Roger took his glass,
which happened to be full at the moment, and walked over to Lori. As the
girl was holding both a mirror and her pussy lips she had no hands free, so
Roger had her tilt her head back and tipped the glass to her lips. Lori
drank several gulps of wine, then made a face at the taste as Roger passed
on to Jane. Jane received her libation with utter sophistication, her lids
slightly closed and lips delicately parted.
Alison was receiving her due from the wine glass when Lori squirted
forth a stream of pee. This triggered Jane, who shot forth onto the floor.
Alison, just now emptying the glass, suddenly peed as well, right onto
Roger's feet. The older man looked down in surprise but did not take the
glass from Alison. He let her absorb the final gulp of wine as she
streamed her urine in a gentle arc down to the floor.
"Perfect, perfect," Miriam smiled, clicking pictures as she
complimented the girls.
"How shall we wipe ourselves?" Lori asked when she had finished
peeing.
"You won't," Miriam replied. "You'll sit just like that until every drop
has come out, while I snap more pictures of you." The girls sat,
embarrassed looks on their faces, still spreading their pussies but now
being asked to smile into the camera by Miriam as she clicked away.
"Good girls," Miriam said.
"What about you?" Alison asked.
"I have a special treat in store for myself," Miriam said. "Come with
me." The girls rose and strode in their hip boots through their own puddle
of pee to follow Miriam out of the room.
Chapter Six
"Hey, this is the bathroom," Jane said as Miriam led them into a tiled
lavatory.
"How observant," Miriam replied. "Girls, I want you each to sit on
the toilet and shuck off your splattered boots." Alison obeyed, and gave a
sigh as she sat on the fur covered toilet seat.
"Ah, the first soft seat I've had in hours," Alison breathed. Then she
gently began to peel off her boots while Lori and Jane waited beside her.
Miriam stepped into the empty bath tub and lay down. She told the
men to come and stand just outside the tub, facing over her. The men
stood and, catching her point, directed their penises down toward her.
"Wait, I want this on film," Jane said, picking up the camera which
Roger had laid by the sink.
"Ready for your golden shower?" Mike asked Miriam. The woman,
lying on her back in the tub, laughed an assent.
Lori, Alison, and Jane watched transfixed as the four men unleashed
a shower of pee from their fully erect penises onto Miriam. The black
haired woman giggled, both averting her face and trying to catch some of
the urine in her mouth as the yellow liquid rained down. In the midst of
the downpour Miriam released her own bladder. It flooded out between her
legs and puddled between her things.
When the men were empty Miriam sat up, wet and bedraggled, like a
kitten caught in a thunderstorm.
"Roger, get these girls started while I take a quick shower," Miriam
commanded.
"Hey, I'd like a shower too," Jane said.
"No group showers at my place," Jane said. "I prefer to bathe
without female company, thank you. Roger?" The older man and his
younger counterparts, spurred on no doubt by the desire in their loins,
ushered the girls out and back to the recalcitrant room.
For the rest of the long evening the girls' screams, some of pleasure
and some not, echoed throughout the room and down the connecting
hallway of the sex shop. There were periods of intense fucking followed
by periods of relaxation, sometimes with the girls receiving refreshments
while still bound to the grim machines. Throughout it all Roger kept his
erection, preferring mostly to watch and help with the torture rather than
actually get down and copulate.
Finally the ordeal came to a close, and the girls were helped out of
their bonds and down off the equipment for the last time. The girls'
bodies were remarkably unmarked considering all they had gone through.
This was because, unknown to them, Miriam was planning a party at which
she hoped to feature their bodies that evening. Mostly the girls had been
administered pain with things like nipple clamps, salted birch rods, and
electric cattle prods (a real surprise to the girls when they were first
produced!).
"Girls, it's time for your graduation certificates," Miriam announced
brightly. She produced a trio of tasseled caps and placed one upon each
girl. She had them line up, nude, in heels, as the men sat back and listened
while Roger gave a rambling speech. Eventually Miriam cut Roger off with
a round of unanticipated applause, which was quickly joined by the others
in hopes of persuading the middle aged man to stop talking. Then each girl
came forward and, nipples quivering, accepted her Certificate of Sexual
Initiation into Kinky Indoor Sports.
When the ceremony was complete the girls passed their diplomas to
their men.
"We can't begin to thank you, but we can try," Jane said to Roger with
a mischievous grin. Suddenly all three girls, still wearing their caps,
attacked the man. They seized his erect penis and began violently
masturbating it. Roger tried to pull himself from the girls' grasp but soon
realized if he still wanted to be a male he'd better not pull away too hard.
The girls rubbed his penis vigorously until suddenly he spurted forth. Lori,
Jane, and Alison put their faces before his penis and laughingly tried to
catch as much of his semen in their mouths as they could.
When Roger was spent the girls rose from his loins. Now he was
free to walk away, having surrendered his seed.
"Mmm, that was fun!" Lori said, wiping her palm over her splattered
face and succeeding only in smearing the sperm about. Miriam laughed
riotously. Now all the men's testicles were thoroughly exhausted,
achingly empty instead of achingly full. Due to his advanced age Roger
would not be erect again for many hours. Like the girls, Peter, Jake, and
Mike were feeling the need more for a bath now than another round of
sexual combat, this even if their penises had been able, which they were
most definitely not.
Jane, Alison, and Lori went to the tub first, while Miriam stayed
behind to engage the men in pleasant conversation and a few amorous
caresses. Then while the girls dried off it was Miriam's turn to shower,
with the men in consideration of all she had done for them. Peter got up
one last erection in the shower and donated it to Miriam, who could be
heard grunting as all four of the men did their best to bring her off in the
grandest style. She sucked Jake's finger while Mike put a finger up her
butt and Roger palmed her breasts. Peter, owing to his many ejaculations,
did not easily surrender what little sperm he had left. His penis had been
aroused to the point of numbness, and it took many strokes before he
finally came in Miriam's vagina. Outside the shower a naked and slightly
jealous Lori, Alicia, and Jane did up each other's hair and toyed with each
other's nipples.
The girls sat in the rushing convertible, the wind streaming back
their hair, as dawn broke over the horizon. Fortunately, the winding beach
road was deserted, as had been the town. The sex emporium had not been
stocked with any normal clothes, and the girls had had to use their tee
shirts to towel off with after showering. Jane kept only one towel at the
store, for herself, and between the men's drying of themselves that had
become thoroughly soaked. Of course there was no washer or dryer in the
sex emporium either, and no convenient coin laundry. Even the girls'
corsets would have been a small comfort, but the puddle of pee which the
girls created on the floor had inadvertently soiled the corsets, which had
been earlier discarded on the floor. Of course, spandex bras with nipple
clamps had not been considered a viable option.
So it was that both the girls and the men found themselves sitting in
Roger's convertible, clean but otherwise totally nude. The girls tried to
cover their breasts by folding their arms over them, which helped keep
them warm, but they were scared to death that someone (perhaps even a
cop!) would come upon them as they sped naked towards Miriam's mansion.
The mansion had been deemed closer than their apartment, and connected
by roads which were less traveled. There they would get something of
Miriam's to wear for the trip back home. Ahead Miriam's red Fiero sped
along, Peter her only passenger, his hand gently rubbing her clitoris
beneath her black cire dress.
Bounding greyhounds met the couples as they exited their cars and
walked somewhat self-consciously up a small sidewalk to the front door
of the mansion. Miriam's garage was full of expensive classic cars,
drained of their fluids, which her husband had collected before his death.
"I must get rid of those things one day," Miriam was saying of the
cars as she led the nude couples into her parlor. "Make yourselves
comfortable, girls, I'll see if I can find something for you to wear."
Miriam returned first with towels for the men, then disappeared
again. A few minutes later she returned with a small hat box.
"I was hoping for something more than a hat," Alison said. Miriam
opened the box. She pulled out patterned opera-length black stockings,
with matching above-the-elbow patterned black gloves. The material was
of silk, and except for the patterns totally transparent.
"I know you were hoping for something more than gloves and
stockings too," Miriam smiled. "But you haven't tried on this sort of
lingerie today yet, have you?"
"They're beautiful," said Jane. "But I was hoping to go home and get
some shut eye. Don't you have anything more substantial?"
"See how this looks while I go back for some more," Miriam urged.
The girls assented and, much to the delight of the men, prettily dressed
themselves in the stockings and gloves. Miriam, by now knowing the girls'
sizes, returned next with heels which she carefully fitted to the girls. A
chubby female maid appeared (much to the embarrassment of the girls!)
and served the men breakfast cakes and Kona coffee. Then the girls were
served as well, accepting the treats with somewhat downcast eyes and a
bit of nervous squirming.
Miriam returned next with lacy bras, which also were quite
transparent.
"Don't you have anything for our, you know," Alison said.
"Your pussies? Of course I have some dildos," Miriam replied.
"That's not what I meant," Alison said. When Miriam had departed
again the gardener appeared, asking for her, and the girls got the bright
idea of covering themselves with the seat cushions from the sofa. But at
the janitor's departure the men stole the cushions from the girls so that
they might more readily admire their charms.
Miriam returned next with leather jerkins, which she put on each
girl and buttoned in front. The girls offered to button the vests
themselves, but Miriam took each vest out one at a time and insisted on
buttoning it herself.
"After all, it's my vest," Miriam said. This the girls could not deny,
wishing for all the world that she would hurry up with 'my' panties.
No panties were forthcoming, however. Instead Miriam announced
that the girls outfits would be complete when she appeared with a trio of
leather miniskirts. These she also put on each girl, tugging it to check the
fit and otherwise luxuriating in the proximity of the girls' pussies. At
this point the girls realized that Miriam was as much interested in
females as she was in males, and since the men were temporarily out of
action she might as well capitalize on enjoying the squirming girls'
nudity.
"I know a club that is open at this hour," Miriam brightly suggested
when she herself had changed. By now the couples had consumed their
fashionable breakfast and were looking to move on.
"I can't, not really," Alison said.
"I'm pretty sleepy," Lori said.
"We don't have any clothes," the men said.
Just then the doorbell rang. The chubby maid answered, and it turned
out that a packet of casual clothing had been delivered for the men. The
maid requested the men's towels, which they grudgingly removed in front
of her. The girls noticed that they were getting hard again.
The males dressed and Miriam convinced the males to get the girls
to go out to a club. Reluctantly the girls agreed, but only on oath from
Miriam that they would not stay long.
IN HONOR OF EASTER, CONRAD, AND THE CHRISTIAN COALITION
Condo Joe sings
ŅItÕs Fun to Pee on Your Neighbor!Ó
ItÕs fun to pee on your neighbor!
ItÕs a treat I really savor!
Although IÕm up high
I donÕt need to be ŌhighÕ
I just open my fly
And pee on passersby!
Sometimes I see
Little Ralph Reed
And so then I pee
(You should see him scurry!)
He calls the police
But by then IÕve released
All of my pee
From my balcony!
Yes, itÕs fun to pee on your neighbor,
ItÕs a treat I really savor!
And like Serrano IÕll pee
(Should he pass under me),
In his second coming
On the big J. C. ! ! !
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