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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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LIQUID PLEASURES
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Chapter Fourteen
Martin, who had dutifully seen to the pleasure of the girls, was
now ready for his own. His balls churning with a desire to release their
amorous load, he pulled his fingers from the rumps of Anna and Susie.
POP! POP! in a squishy way, came the sound of Martin's index
fingers as he pulled them free of the nether sheaths. Bev rose and
picked up the discarded towels which had been used to wash the girls'
faces. She wiped Martin's fingers clean with them.
Martin rose. Susie looked up to see his big, veined penis waggling
over her. Martin reached down and seized Susie by the shoulders.
Without even asking her leave, he picked her up so that she stood
wobbling on the grass.
"Oil up my prick for me so that I can fuck your bottom," Martin
said to Susie. The girl looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes,
hoping she'd heard wrong.
"Cup your hands, darling," Bev insisted, and when Susie, with
much hesitation, had done so, Bev squirted a pool of oil into the girl's
palms.
Wondering what else a handful of oil might be put to even as
Martin's rod dove into the pool formed by her palms, Susie found herself
greasing up the man's rod for her anal debauchment. For a moment
Susie just looked down at the penis as it pushed head first through her
little pool. Then, when the underside and head of Martin's penis had
been pretty well wet down, Susie found her hands slip up around the
knobby shaft to rub oil over the rest of it. For several minutes she and
the man just stood there, Bev watching intently and encouraging Susie,
as the blonde rubbed down the man's dick. Bev added more oil, squirting
it right onto the top of Martin's head and shaft, as the warmth of
Susie's hands and the surrounding air threatened to dry the first
application. Soon Martin's rod was coated with several layers of oil. It
gleamed upon his rod, it dripped from it in large globules, it felt
incredibly warm and sexy upon his skin and Susie's hands. Martin, his
own hands caressing Susie's shoulders, suddenly trembled violently. He
drew in his breath and shuddered. Susie prayed for a spurting of his
sperm but he manfully withheld it. Letting the air escape slowly from
his lungs, Martin breathed a sigh of relief even as his loins quivered
with a new spasm of arousal. The time was ripe. He could wait no
longer.
"Kneel right on the edge of the mattress, with your bottom facing
in toward the center of the mattress," Martin said gruffly. He was
eager to spend. Delicately Susie separated herself from him and knelt.
Bev placed a dry towel on the grass in front of her. Then Martin pushed
Susie's head down until it came to rest upon the towel. Her bottom
reared high into the air, head on the grass (protected by the towel),
knees on the mattress. What a posture! Her bottom was totally
vulnerable, available to whatever plans Martin's penis might have in
store for it. Her anus, already wet, felt the afternoon air wash against
it. Bev leaned over Susie's bottom and depressed the top on her bottle
of oil. A droplet fell from the bottle's little faucet onto Susie's
exposed anus.
"Just making sure you're ready, dear," Bev said. She squirted
another drop onto Susie's anus, then cast aside the bottle. The droplets
were not rubbed in, but allowed to sink of their own accord into Susie's
rectum.
Martin knelt behind Susie on the mattress. He fitted his knees
between her calves. The head of his penis nudged her bottom.
"That's what you'll be doing as soon as I get my strength back,"
Bill said to Anna, who now nestled in his arms. He put his finger to
Anna's lips and she permitted it to enter to the first knuckle. She
sucked upon it.
Bev knelt on the grass facing Susie's upthrust back. She settled
her pussy upon the back of the girl's head, relishing the feel of Susie's
lemon locks as they tickled her cunt. Bev's labia lips had been wet by
Susie's tongue, now they would be dried by the blonde's hair! Bev leaned
forward and grasped Susie's butt cheeks with her long nailed fingers.
She clawed the twin hemispheres apart, opening Susie's anus fully to
the impending assault. Susie shivered.
"Unh!" Susie cried, sounding like she was having a baby. Instead,
however, something was going up her, rather than coming out. The head
of Martin's penis gained the inside of her rectum. Eagerly he shoved
himself up her even further, burying a quarter of his shaft.
"Please!" Susie mewed, but there was no dislodging the prick. In
fact, her imprecation only served to inspire Martin to push all the more.
Up his penis went, rudely impaling the poor girl despite a string of
pleas which she issued for him to stop. Anna sucked all the harder upon
Bill's finger.
"Get Melanie down here, I want to fuck both of them at once,"
Martin yelled.
"Greedy bastard," Bill said. Melanie made not a move, but
pretended to be preoccupied with filming Susie's anal desecration.
"Melanie!" Bev said sternly. With some trepidation the nude girl
stepped from behind the camera. She crossed her arms over her
breasts. "You heard Martin," Bev said to Melanie. "Come here and kneel
so that I may prepare your route for him." With mincing steps Melanie
came forward and knelt down.
Martin looked to his side to watch Bev anoint Melanie's anus.
Droplets of oil were squirted onto the girl's puckered rose. But Melanie
would need a more thorough preparation than that...she had not had the
benefit of Martin's finger. Anna was called over. Bev told Anna to stick
her finger into Melanie's bottom to push the oil on her anus all the way
up the length of her rectum.
"Ohh, I couldn't!" Anna said, shocked at the request. Bill picked up
his belt.
WHACK! came the belt across Anna's bottom, so unexpected, her
gaze being fixed on Melanie's nether aperture. Anna jumped and put her
hands to her bottom. Shocked a second time in less than a minute, she
looked over her shoulder at her husband.
"Do it," Bill growled. Fearfully Anna removed her hands from her
own bottom and, very delicately, stuck a finger into Melanie's.
"OOOh!" Melanie gushed.
"I'm sorry! Am I hurting you?" Anna asked, alarmed. Without
drawing her finger out (though she did pull it back a bit), Anna stroked
Melanie's long hair.
"Noooo, but it feels funny," Melanie sighed.
"Well, I'll try to be as gentle as possible," Anna said, with a
hopeful glance at Bev. The woman's face was implacable. She,
certainly, was no stranger to rectal entry. Anna bit her lip and
returned her eyes to the no less frightening sight of Melanie's bottom.
"In and out, just like Martin did to you," Bev advised Anna. Bill
stood behind her, ready with the belt. He leaned over his wife's
shoulder to watch her finger fuck Melanie. Slowly Anna began delving
in and out of Melanie's tight little heinie with her finger. She prayed
her long, sharp fingernail would not injure the girl's anus.
"Oooch, Oooch, Oooch," Melanie said with a dreamy voice. Her long
hair lay in a cloud over her face.
"Keep going," Bill said to Anna when she seemed to want to stop.
Anna brushed her own hair from her forehead and kept up the task. Bev
squirted in more oil as needed. Beyond Susie moaned as Martin worked
himself toward orgasm in her ass.
"AUUGH! Let me at her!" Martin cried suddenly. His tool popped
from Susie's bottom. It seemed to steam with vaporizing oil and pre-
cum. He kneed his way over to Melanie and Anna gratefully withdrew
her digit. No sooner had she done so than Bill drove in with his cock.
"OOOOK!" Melanie squealed, her cry ending in a little sob. Up
Martin drove, with little regard for the poor girl due to his impending
orgasm. He had to get all the way up her before he spilled! Melanie,
unable to withstand the onslaught, began kneeing her way forward. Bev
let out a scream of both delight and dismay as Melanie crawled
forward, her face scraping across the soft grass as Bill kneed forward
right along with her, his pestle halfway up her ass. Susie lifted her
head and brushed back her hair. Her face nestled back into her towel
and she watched with a slight smile of amusement as her friend tried
to escape the manly prong. Saliva drooled from the corner of Susie's
mouth onto her pink towel.
Bev chased after Melanie and managed to get in front of the girl.
She straddled the girl's head and clamped it between her thighs,
lowering her labia in the process to the back of Melanie's head. Then
she leaned forward and, just as she had done for Susie, she pried
Melanie's asscheeks apart with her hands. Martin gave a groan of relief
and nestled his loins into Melanie's bottom. His dick drove deeper.
"OOOOOH!" Melanie screamed. Her hands scrabbled across the
grass as the inevitable impalement continued. A moment later and
Martin was as far in as he could get, with three quarters of his penis
buried up her delectable arse.
"AHHHHH!" Martin shouted, expelling his breath as he did so.
Impulsively Anna broke from the caresses of her husband and ran to
Martin. She knelt down beside him and clasped his testicles in her
little hands. She squeezed them encouragingly. Her bottom bulbed out
and Bill whacked it with his belt.
"OOOH!" Anna cried, looking fearfully back over her shoulder but
not letting go of Martin's balls. She was determined to empty this man,
to win a reprieve for her own bottom.
"Let go! I can't hold it!" Martin shouted, without looking back, to
Anna. But she would not release him. Again the belt came to her
bottom.
"Uhn, Uhn, Uhnnn!" Martin grunted, and Melanie felt his seed begin
shooting forth. Each squirt of semen was accompanied by a thrust of
his rod up her rectum. After quite a few of these he finally pulled out,
and Melanie let her legs slide out from under her to collapse on the
grass. Bev, who had been rubbing her cunt upon the girl's head, gave
several final wriggles with her hips and sprinkled her essence upon the
girl's auburn mane. Martin fell sideways into the grass. Bill dropped
his belt and knelt behind his wife and palmed her derriere, made warm
by the belt.
Susie let her hips drop to the mattress and curled up in a fetal
position. With glazed eyes she watched her companions as they fell
exhausted from their pleasures. Only Bill and Anna remained erect,
kneeling in the grass, Bill's hands at Anna's bottom. Anna looked back
at her husband and he leaned forward and engaged her in a kiss, all the
while palming her bottom.
A bit later Melanie rose and announced she had to go to the
bathroom. Bill and Anna were lying on the grass embracing and Bill
called Melanie over to them.
"Anna has such beautiful hair, I'm sure even you must be a little
bit jealous," Bill said to Melanie.
"I like my hair," Melanie said. It was brown and lanky and she
gave it a swish though the air with youthful exuberance. "But Anna's
hair is gorgeous."
"That's why I want you to pee on it," Bill said.
"What?!" Anna cried. Bill put both hands on his wife's shoulders.
He sat her up in the grass.
"Straddle Anna and pee," Bill commanded Melanie.
"But I have to do both number one and number two," Melanie
protested. Nonetheless, perhaps feeling mischievous, she spread her
legs and arched her hips over Anna even as she spoke.
"Do your number one first, then your number two," Bill said with
gentle eyes to Melanie, as if advising the girl on gymnastics or
swimming or some other everyday subject.
"Yes, sir," Melanie said, as if to pin the blame for the whole affair
squarely on Bill, should there be repercussions later. In fact, the young
girl was feeling delightfully wicked at the thought of peeing on Anna.
She would show that cool, demure, sophisticated bitch! Now it
was time for the revenge of the immature little girls!
With a gleeful giggle, hands at her chin, Melanie let loose with a
sprinkle of golden pee. She had been feeling an urge for quite some
time, but reluctant to be the first to express it. After all, that would
have only pinned the "little girl" label even more fully upon her. But
now she had expressed her need, and it came out in a royal gush.
Anna's face registered shock at first, then turned to a resigned
smile as her husband studied her reaction intently. Rivulets of golden
pee ran off her otherwise dry locks, falling to splatter her thrusting
breasts with tiny, sparkling droplets.
As the last drops fell Bill commanded Melanie to do her number
two.
"It's coming out already, sir," Melanie said, looking back over her
shoulder and sticking out her bottom more, going into a partial crouch
to help the shit slide out. Bev and Martin, cuddled into each other's
arms by now, watched in stunned silence as they got a front row (from
the rear, that is) seat of Melanie's first turd poking its head from
between her cheeks.
PLOP! went the first turd, with a sickening thud upon poor Anna's
head. The woman's face had slipped back to a look of shock. PLOP!
PLOP! came two more turds in rapid succession. Another followed, and
then Melanie stood.
"I'm done, sir," Melanie said, her legs still in a vee over Anna.
"So soon?" Bill asked. He turned and looked over his shoulder at
Susie. She was still curled up, half on the mattress, half on the grass.
"Do you have to go?" Bill asked bluntly.
"I guess so," Susie said, and rose. With shy eyes she walked over
to Anna. There was an exaggerated wiggle in her walk from the ordeal
her bottom had suffered.
Susie straddled Anna, bent forward, and placed her hands on the
front of Anna's head, ignoring the wetness there. She was secretly
eager to defecate and urinate on this competitor. What fun! Shitting on
proud Anna as if she were nothing but a toilet!
Strangely, it took a moment for Susie's pee to come. Bill had to
reach up and tickle her between her thighs. A moment and a few
giggles later, Bill drew back his fingers quickly as Susie began
sprinkling. A second later Susie looked over her shoulder and tried to
catch a glimpse of the first of her turds as they exuded from her
bottom.
PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! went each of the turds in turn, hitting Anna
near the back of her head and then oozing down over her lovely mane.
Sliding off the end of her mane, the turds plopped onto the rondure of
her bottom.
When Susie had finished she straightened her back and lifted her
right leg and unhorsed herself from her makeshift toilet. She sat her
soiled bottom in the soft grass. Melanie was next to her, also sitting
now. They exchanged naughty glances. The sun felt warm upon their
bodies.
Bill rose from where he had been sitting, in front of his wife. His
penis was partially hard again, and he put his hand to its head.
Suddenly his pee spurted forth, showering his wife. He directed the
stream right into her face.
Martin rose from where he had lain caressing his wife. He went
to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine. He uncorked it over his
wife, giving her body the first taste of the ambrosia. Then, his own
penis regaining its stiffness, perhaps from the utter lewdness of
events, he walked over to Anna.
"Not you too?" Anna asked in alarm.
"Yes, me too," Martin said. "And as it's coming out more will be
coming in, so watch out!" He began pouring wine into his mouth even as
his pee gushed forth to splash Anna. He glugged down the wine, all the
while wriggling his hips to cast loops of pee over Anna's entire torso.
Her face was hit, her breasts, her tummy, even the thatch of her pussy.
Bev rose from her place on the grass as Martin finished. She
walked up and crouched over her friend.
"I'm sorry, but this looks too fun to ignore," Bev said to Anna. The
woman leaned forward and sprinkled her own pee on the girl. Anna
looked shocked and upset. Never in her life had she thought she would
be subjected to this! And the fucking of her bottom was still to come!
"Where shall I pee?" Anna asked when Bev was done.
"Oh, yes! Of course!" Bill crowed. Bev, feeling a need for fair
play, was about to offer herself when Bill called out to Susie and
Melanie. A startled look came over the faces of both girls and they
leapt up and ran for the pool.
Susie and Melanie had nearly made good their escape when Bill
and Martin managed to capture them right on the precipitous edge of the
pool. Kicking and screaming, both girls were dragged back to where a
soiled Anna waited with eager eyes.
"I only wish I had to do number two," Anna said ruefully.
"Castor oil!" Bill said. He told Bev to run into the house and
procure a bottle of the fluid from the medicine cabinet.
"And bring some ropes, too, these girls are being difficult!" Martin
called.
"Will pantyhose do?" Bev asked a moment later, reappearing with
some of Anna's hose.
"Oh, not my fishnet stockings!" Anna cried.
"I'll buy you more," Bill said.
"But they're from France!" Anna cried.
"No they're not, I just told you that," Bill said.
"Oh!" Anna said, then eyed him through slit lids. "Bill Robertson,
you told me all that underwear you bought for me on my wedding night
was from France! And Italy!"
"So I lied?" Bill said casually. "It's definitely too late now."
"Bill Robertson!" Anna cried, and slapped her husband across the
face. He laughed jovially.
"Now open wide and take your castor oil," Bill said, receiving the
bottle from Bev. Martin set about tying up Susie and Melanie, who
squirmed in an attempt to get away. Like all girls, though, they fought
with only half their strength.
Anna stood dutifully before her husband, her lips open to receive
the castor oil. He poured a spoonful of the medicine into her mouth.
Anna made a face and swallowed the evil liquid.
"One more," Bill said, pouring another spoonful.
"Won't one do the job?" Anna asked.
"I want to see you make that face again," Bill said.
"Yes, that was amusing," Bev said, gently taking Anna's wrists in
her hands. She pulled the girl's hands back behind her.
"Ylick!" Anna gurgled as the second spoonful was poured in and
swallowed. Bev let go of Anna's wrists and Anna wiped her forearm
across her lips.
"Feel anything yet?" Bill asked.
"Um, my tummy feels warm," Anna said.
"Good, straddle the girls," Bill said. "It'll only take a minute."
Dutifully Anna walked to where Susie and Melanie lay bound and
straddled her new friends. All still wore their high heels, a strange
sight in such decadent surroundings. Bev walked up to Anna and put her
left hand on the girl's shoulder, her right between her legs. Anna
suppressed a giggle.
A breeze caressed Anna as she waited for her bowels to release
themselves. She brushed back her hair. Her lips were open, her
appearance sensuous. Beyond the wall which separated her little back
yard from the desert the sun glowed red as it settled onto the horizon.
SPLURCH! Suddenly both diarrhoea and pee came out in a golden
chocolaty rush. The offensive fluid spilled freely upon Susie's and
Melanie's breasts, errant drops flying as far as their tummies and
faces. Susie and Melanie let out squeals of dismay.
Martin, having sucked down an entire bottle of wine, felt the need
to pee again. As the last of Anna's awful tribute gushed forth, he
walked up and offered his own. With a wicked chortle he hosed down
the girls, even spraying Anna, who stepped back in alarm.
"Naughty! Naughty! You already had your turn!" Anna suddenly
cried, taking up position at Martin's rump and slapping it with her hand.
Martin laughed.
When Martin's bladder had emptied Bev suggested that they all
wash off in the pool.
"No way," Bill said. "It would take the rest of the day for our pool
to cleanse itself from all this shit. We'll go inside and take a shower."
Together they all trooped inside, feeling strange as they passed into
the cool of the air conditioned home. They padded upon rolls of white
paper. The stuff had secretly been lain down by Bill and Martin while
the girls were in the pool. Susie looked down at her heels as they left
soiled footprints upon it. Like the others, she dripped pee and shit upon
it as she walked. Through the living room they walked, and down the
hall. They passed other rooms and the kitchen. They walked through
the master bedroom to the bathroom which adjoined it. Susie
wondered whether, after her shower, she would get any farther than the
waterbed in the master bedroom.
"Step in, girls!" Bill commanded. It was a large bathtub, empty,
with a shower nozzle at one end. Susie thought perhaps Bill and Anna
had bought this size tub for just such an occasion. Nonetheless, even
with the largeness of the tub, they all just barely fit in. Susie
wondered how they would all fit under the water.
The shower was turned on, and Bev was lucky enough to be
standing beneath it. Water was splashed about, though there was
precious little for all six of them! Their bodies were still semi-wet
from the peeing, however, and a bar of soap was passed around and Bill
told them to lather up. He began soaping his own chest, while Susie and
Melanie started with their tummies and worked up to their breasts.
Soon, however, the men's hands were at the girls' pussies, whilst the
girls took pleasure in lathering up the men's stiffening dicks. It would
be a long shower, and, Susie suspected, a long night.
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