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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
X-Rated X-Mas
Chapter One
It was Christmas, a time of joy and good cheer. Jenny had long
brown hair and copious blue eyes. Wherever she went men lusted for her;
remarking in their minds, or out loud to their friends, over her long sleek
legs and tight, high bottom. Her breasts were as lovely as the rest of her;
they jutted forth, as if offering themselves. But in fact Jenny, despite the
short, high skirts that she favored, was without a boyfriend. Growing up
in a Catholic girls' school had made her particular. So when Christmas
arrived, she was without a companion. Except, that is, for her friend Beth.
When Beth invited her to spend Christmas eve with herself and her
boyfriend, Jenny agreed. She didn't want to intrude on her friends, but she
didn't want to be alone either. Despite her misgivings at possibly spoiling
their romantic evening, she couldn't handle spending the night alone.
As Jenny knocked on her friends' door, she wondered if Beth knew
that she had a crush on her boyfriend. She hoped not; she didn't believe in
stealing other girls' beaus. As she pressed the doorbell a second time, the
front door opened. Jenny drew back, a little flustered. It was Beth's
boyfriend, Ken, and he had opened the door as if he were angry.
But Ken wasn't angry, as it turned out. Just hasty and masculine.
His boyish good looks spread into a smile and he invited Jenny in. She
thanked him when he insisted on taking her coat from her, even though she
already had it halfway off when he reached for it.
"It's cold outside, isn't it?" Ken asked Jenny. The girl shivered.
"Yes, but it's good for Christmas, I guess," Jenny answered.
"We have a fire going," Ken said. He turned to hang Jenny's coat.
Just then her friend Beth appeared. She was a year younger than Jenny,
but a little taller, and obviously more advanced than Jenny in the
boyfriend department. She had long dark hair that half-covered her face
as she stepped into the foyer. She brushed her hair back, lifting her hand
to her face. A smile swept up the corners of her mouth as her long silky
hair fell forward again, almost too long and gorgeous to be manageable.
Jenny felt a twinge of jealousy as she looked at her friend. She had
always wanted long hair, long enough to stretch down past her waist, but
her mother, and the regulations of her Catholic girls' school, forbade it.
Of course now she was a freshman in college, so she had the freedom to
let her hair grow longer. From an efficient cut that fell to her shoulders
it was now down past the middle of her back. But unless Beth cut hers,
Jenny would never catch up. She felt just the same way about Beth's
boyfriend Ken. Jenny was still naively seeking a boyfriend, not sure what
she wanted, while Beth, despite still being in high school, was already set
up with a guy of her own. Ken had a real job too, that paid enough to
afford this condo. Jenny wanted to ask Beth, who went to a boarding
school, if her parents knew she was living part-time with a guy. But she
didn't. The question felt too intrusive.
"Come into the living room. We have a fire going," Beth said to
Jenny. She stepped up to the girl and touched her brown hair. "It's getting
longer," Beth said to Jenny. The brunette blushed.
"Yes, but not as long as yours," Jenny said.
"You're catching up," Beth said. "Perhaps you can catch up in other
ways too." She smiled. She took Jenny's hand. The dark-haired girl led
Jenny into Ken's living room as the brunette puzzled over the remark. Ken
followed. When Jenny had taken a seat on the couple's couch he offered
Jenny some wine.
"Oh! No thanks," Jenny said.
"I'm having some," Beth said. She lifted a glass on a side table, next
to her end of the couch. She motioned with it to Jenny and Ken and then
drank.
"Mmmm, wine always puts me in the mood," Beth said. A look of
puzzlement came over Jenny's face. She blushed. Her blush deepened when
Ken sat down next to her. He offered her a glass of wine, despite her
refusal, and she grudgingly took it. At the end of the couch, Beth drank
some more. When Jenny had tasted her own, which was delicious, Ken
persuaded her to put the glass in his hand. Then, to her surprise, he drank
from it. Jenny felt embarrassingly close to the man as he sipped from her
glass, his girlfriend some distance away at the end of the couch. Just
when Jenny was about to suggest that Ken get up and go over and join
Beth, at the end of the couch, Beth slid closer, so close that Jenny now
felt herself sandwiched between the two lovers. Their wine-flavored
breath exhaled into her face. Jenny's flush deepened further when Ken
offered her the glass of wine back. Not sure what to do, she took it from
him. And she drank. And it was more delicious than ever, as Ken ran a
finger up the back of her blouse to her neck.
There was a knock at the door. Jenny thought it was her imagination
but then Beth jumped up, saying,
"I'll get it!" At the same moment the door bell went off, and Jenny
found herself living, for just a moment, her deepest fantasy as Beth
disappeared. She was sitting in front of Ken's fireplace with Ken, and he
was slithering one of his big arms around her, without asking of course, at
the same time taking her wine glass from her and having another sip.
A young man appeared in the living room, escorted by Beth. He
looked rather cold.
"I had trouble finding this place!" the young man blurted.
"Well you're here now," Beth said. She smiled at the young man and,
just as she took his hand, to bring him deeper into the living room, to sit
on the couch perhaps, they both realized he was still wearing his coat.
Beth laughed at the mistake and drew him back into the foyer. There was
a sound of fumbling as the young man was relieved of his outer garment.
At the same time Ken, on the couch in the living room, began doing an
exploration with his finger of the front of Jenny's blouse. She looked
down in wonder as he traced the outline of her tit. It was a nice big tit,
having grown in just the last few months, taking, along with its sister,
Jenny from a pleasant B cup to a wonderful D. However Beth, despite being
a year younger than Jenny, was even more blessed. Hers were bigger, as
Jenny was acutely aware. In fact they were so big that the difference was
noticeable, so that even though Jenny had grown, her younger friend was
still ahead of her. Briefly Jenny wondered if that's why her friend was
ahead in love; perhaps one's love life equated with one's tit size. If so, it
meant Ken would forever belong to Beth, something that left Jenny feeling
deprived.
Except that Ken was just at that moment making her right nipple
stand up, despite the confinement of her bra.
"Ken!" Jenny was about to scold, but before she could Beth came into
the room and saw it all.
"I hope you don't mind my boyfriend. He always gets like this on
holidays," Beth giggled. She seemed completely accepting of Ken's errant
ways, and this left Jenny feeling more flustered than ever. Then the young
man sat down next to her, and Beth introduced him as her friend from
school.
"He's a track star, although he looks like he could be on the football
team," Beth said of her friend. "He's new at my school. He's a junior."
"How do you do?" Jenny asked, one of Ken's hands on on her right
breast as the boy reached out with his hand. Jenny wasn't sure what this
newcomer had in mind, but she intercepted him before he could imitate
Ken and they shook hands awkwardly.
"My name's Bill," the high school junior said.
"Drink?" Ken asked Bill, as Jenny told him,
"Pleased to meet you."
"No, that's okay," Bill refused. Beth got up.
"I insist," she told the junior. She went to the couple's little bar,
that consisted of two bottles and one empty glass, sitting on a table near
an empty love seat. She filled the single remaining glass and brought it to
Ken. But as he reached up to take it from her, she put it to her lips and
drank from it. Only then did she give it to Bill. He swallowed down the
whole glass in one gulp, eager despite his earlier refusal.
"It's not soda," Ken laughed, still toying with Jenny's right tit.
"You'll make yourself drunk if you keep up that pace."
"More?" Beth asked Ken, and from the look on the dark-haired girl's
face, refusal was not something she would find tolerable.
"Okay," Bill agreed. Watching as Beth re-filled the boy's glass, Jenny
wondered if Ken and his girlfriend were in agreement. Did they want Bill
drunk, or not? But the matter was settled, a little, when Beth handed Bill
the glass again.
"Sip slowly. We've got a long evening ahead of us," Beth smiled to
Bill.
"I don't know if I can stay too long," Jenny said suddenly, feeling
slightly hemmed in by the young men sitting on both her left and her right.
As if to mock her reluctance, Ken squeezed her right tit. Jenny gasped a
little and Beth, taking Bill's wine glass from him and helping herself to a
sip, said,
"Let's play Truth or Dare."
"What happens if you don't tell the truth?" Bill asked. Beth looked
across Bill and Jenny at her boyfriend. They exchanged smiles.
"If you don't tell the truth, you have to take off one item of
clothing," Beth said. "That's the dare. Fair enough?"
"Okay," Bill said. He took the wine glass back from Beth and nearly
drained it. "Last year I played in Idaho and I had to husk corn." Everyone
laughed, even Jenny, although Beth laughed the hardest.
"Husk corn? What kind of a dare is that?" Beth asked. She retrieved
the wine glass they were sharing and finished it. Then she rose to pour
some more. As she passed Ken and Jenny, she took their glass out of
Jenny's hand. Like hers and Bill's, it was empty too.
"It was a group of guys. We had to husk corn, and milk this cow. In
the dark," Bill said.
"Well that's silly. Our dares will let us relax by the fire," Beth said.
She returned with both glasses, handing Ken and Jenny's to them as
casually as if Jenny were Ken's girlfriend. When Beth sat down next to
Bill the boy decided to imitate Ken by placing his hand on Beth's right tit.
To Jenny's surprise, the girl didn't protest. Instead she reached between
the boy's legs and undid the fly of his jeans.
At once Jenny was aware of a lump in Bill's pants. It was so sudden
and obvious that Beth giggled. But far from stopping her exploration of
the boy's pants, she proceeded further. A moment later, as Bill fumbled
with the buttons on Beth's blouse, his erection suddenly appeared. It was
as long as most men's feet and thick and sturdy, like a post, despite a
droplet of fluid oozing from the tip. Jenny gasped. She knew she should
get up and leave; this wasn't how she'd planned to spend the evening. She
was a good girl. She didn't visit friends houses to steal their boyfriends
and certainly not to witness the penis of a total stranger. Especially a
guy who was younger than her, a child, still in high school.
"Oh my! You're quite... large," Beth told the boy, staring at him, as he
continued his progress with her blouse. A moment later her bra was
revealed. Then he yanked back one of her cups and her right tit sprang
forth. Beth's nipple was already hard. Ken, right behind the young man,
undid the buttons on Jenny's blouse. A moment later her nice Christmas
blouse was being lifted away from her body, leaving her in just her white
bra. Across from her, Bill leaned forward, his cock exposed, and began
sucking hard on Beth's naked tit. He was so vigorous that the girl let out a
shout; at the same moment, in an attempt to restrain him, her hand
reached for his cock. She grabbed him and yanked on him. To everyone's
surprise, he spurted into her lap.
"I- I'm sorry. I've never had sex," Bill confessed, as Beth and her
friends looked down at the spoil of his erection, lying milky and wet
where her legs met.
"You've got-- you've got to learn to restrain yourself," the high
school senior told her junior friend. Beth stood up and unfastened her
jeans, trying not to get her fingers sticky in Bill's sperm. She slipped
them down her legs, revealing her panties, which were black like her bra.
As Beth stepped out of her jeans, she looked at Bill's dick. To her surprise
he was already getting hard again. "We've got to train that thing," Beth
told Bill.
Sitting on the couch with Jenny, Ken continued his undressing of her
with gentlemanly grace. He undid her bra, freeing her breasts, but despite
their appearance he restrained an obvious desire to suck them. He
unbuttoned her own jeans and stripped them off her. Then came her
panties, leaving her in just the little brown boots she'd worn to visit her
friends. They came up to her ankles, and thanks to her wide-legged jeans
Ken had been able to strip her naked without taking them off. Now as she
reached down to remove her boots, Ken said,
"No. Leave them on. I like seeing a girl in shoes, especially pretty
boots like those." Jenny blushed. What had she been thinking, anyway, she
asked herself, as she watched Ken begin taking off his own clothes. She
wondered if she should retrieve her panties at least, when Beth came over
to her and took her hand. Beth was down to a pair of black boots, her black
panties and bra being stripped off her even more quickly than Ken had done
Jenny, for the ever-hard Bill was quite eager.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Beth said to Jenny. She urged her friend
up off the couch, pulling her by her hand. Together they went into the
room Ken slept in with Beth, the two girls fetchingly still wearing their
shoes, Beth in her black boots, that came up to her knees, and Jenny
wearing her little brown ankle boots. The men followed, Ken and Bill
naked except for their sneakers and athletic socks.
"Take your shoes off, guys," Beth said to the two men when everyone
was in the bedroom. "Those sneakers look like they've been through a
war," Beth added, pointing to Bill's shoes.
"They're my track shoes. I win races with them," Bill said. He sat
down on the bed and untied his shoes. Ken's were new, but he took his off
anyway, along with his socks. Then Beth said,
"Let's play a game! But you must let the other guy win, if you want
to win," Beth added.
"Huh?" Bill asked. Beth, still holding Jenny's hand, looked at the two
men. Ken was taller than the junior but their pricks were both massive.
It was hard to tell whose was bigger, and as Jenny wondered again if she
should be staying, if perhaps this Christmas visit wasn't going a little too
far, Beth said,
"We'll have a cock torture contest. Whoever lasts longest wins."
"He's already cum," Ken said, indicating Bill.
"Yes but he's hard again dear, and he is a virgin, so I think it will be
a fair fight," Beth told her boyfriend. Letting go of Jenny's hand, she went
to the nightstand beside the couple's bed. She opened the drawer in the
top of it.
"I think maybe I should go," Jenny said uncertainly. Beth handed her
a stick of Natural Ice lip balm, from the nightstand, saying,
"Nonsense. We're just getting started. Here, rub this all over my
boyfriend's penis." Jenny looked down at the tube of Natural Ice in her
hand.
"But this is for someone's mouth!" Jenny protested.
"Yes, and on their penises it will warm and stimulate their flesh,"
Beth smiled. She took the Natural Ice from Jenny and uncapped it. She
rubbed it over her lips, then did Jenny's, her tits pressing and jiggling
against her friends'. Then she did something that truly startled Jenny.
She put the Natural Ice to Jenny's right nipple.
"Oh!" Jenny gasped, as her friend began rubbing the stick against the
end of her tit. At once the flesh of her tit began to feel warm, then
warmer still. Meanwhile Jenny's lips were feeling nice and warm, but the
feeling was one she was used to, since she'd gone skiing before and used
Natural Ice on her mouth. But on her right tit, the feeling was almost
uncomfortable, the heat in her nipple rising still higher. When Beth put
the Natural Ice to Jenny's left tit, the girl tried to stop her, saying,
"Don't!"
"Hold still," Beth answered. She rubbed the Natural Ice on Jenny's
left bosom. Like her right, it jiggled under the pressure, and Beth had to
cup and squeeze her friend's tit to get the Ice on its tip. When she was
finished she handed the Ice to Jenny. "Now do Ken's dick," Beth told her.
Jenny felt as if she were in a dream. She wanted to stop it, but at
the same time she didn't. Obeying her friend, with the ends of her breasts
feeling like they had small flames on them, she knelt down on the floor.
This put her face a little below Ken's crotch, and when she looked up at
the man, at his big penis hovering over her, she sighed. Then she grabbed
the end of his big banana-like cock and began rubbing the Ice on him. He
groaned.
"I'm sorry," Jenny said. She knew the feeling must be hard to bear,
judging from what the Ice was doing to her nipples. She longed to soothe
them in someone's mouth, even Bill's ravenous mouth. As she continued to
work the Ice into Ken's penis flesh she was aware of Beth embracing Bill,
beside her. And she was aware of something else: her friend was
carefully standing to one side of Bill as her lips meshed with his, so that
his penis wouldn't get trapped between their stomachs and give her
another premature gift of sperm.
"Relax. Just relax," Beth said to Bill, when it was her turn to apply
the Natural Ice to the young man's penis. Beside him Ken was doing a
little dance, wiggling his cock as he tried to endure the heat of the Ice
that was rubbed on his member. Bill tried standing still as Beth did him,
but as the time went by he too started to do a little dance. In any event
despite Beth's admonition to relax he was rock hard: Beth didn't seem to
mind. She rubbed his erection with the Ice until the tube was exhausted.
"Well men, how do you feel?" Beth asked the two males when they were
both waxed, their members straining under the heat, their loins gently
thrusting.
"Hot," Ken told his girlfriend.
"Burning," Bill said, for it was his first experience with the Ice.
Jenny, meanwhile, had taken a seat on the bed. Her legs were spread and
she was gently touching herself. This made her flush with embarrassment
but she didn't know what else to do; it was very erotic to see two young
men, one of them virgin, being tortured this way.
Beth went to the nightstand again. Opening the drawer, she took out
something small and black.
"Oh no! Not that, honey," Ken said, as soon as he saw the item. Jenny
looked at it and wondered what it was. Playfully Beth swung the thing at
Jenny. It hit her right tit. A sharp pain coursed through the girl's flesh as
she blurted,
"OW!"
"It's a penis whip," Beth giggled. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hit your tit
with it," the girl told her friend, as Jenny rubbed her right breast. She
looked down at herself. There was a red line on her tit, across the upper
cone of her flesh, where the whip had hit it. Beth leaned forward and
kissed Jenny's bosom, much to Jenny's surprise. Then, as Jenny wiped
away the saliva and lipstick her friend had left there, Beth turned to the
men. "Your dicks are about to get even hotter," Beth said to them.
When the men had each endured ten strokes of the whip, neither of
them coming but both of their cocks covered in little red marks, Beth
treated them to a new test. It was a chilled glass of water. Enduring the
cold water would have been a test in itself, especially with the three ice
cubes floating in it, but this glass had something more: two fizzing pills
of Alka-Seltzer. Beth did Bill first, then Ken, sharing the one glass
between the two men's penises until the pills were completely fizzed out.
Since neither man came, despite much groaning, Beth decided to repeat the
test. She had Jenny get more pills and each man was forced to endure the
glass again. Then Beth gave them each the whip once more, until Jenny
herself, rubbing her slit on the bed, spread-legged and moaning, said,
"Please, Beth. You're going to hurt them if you keep that up!"
"Alright. You both win," Beth said somewhat grudgingly. The two
men let out a sigh. But their appreciation for Jenny stopping the whole
thing was short-lived. A moment later they had both girls on the bed, and
Ken, rolling Jenny onto her belly, voiced a desire to put himself where
Jenny had never before felt a man.
"No! Not there! Not in my bottom!" Jenny gasped, as she felt Ken pry
her asscheeks apart. "Beth!" Jenny cried, but her friend, inspired by her
husband's lust, reached for the nightstand and pulled out a tube of KY.
"Do us both in the ass!" Beth said, handing the KY back to Bill, for the
eager young man was behind her and Beth was already on her knees.
"If you resist I'll whip you," Ken warned Jenny, as Bill opened Beth's
ass and began applying the KY to her anus. When he was finished, oiling
his stiff member in the process, he handed the half-empty tube of KY to
Ken. Beth's lover made Jenny rise up on her knees, her head down and her
ass high. He poked her bottom hole with a KY loaded finger, which made
her cry out. Then he greased his big pole, and the race between the two
men, the bottom-fuck, was ready to begin.
Jenny felt something bump against her ass. It was thick and
knobbed, and, as it pushed deeper, inbetween her huddling cheeks, she felt
a wetness at its tip, richer and more fluid than the intrusiveness of the
wetness along its flanks. With a gasp Jenny realized it was Ken's member,
and he was oozing pre-cum into her even as he pushed within her bottom.
Jenny let out a shout, tried to crawl forward. Ken's hands on her small
shoulders restrained her. Beside her Beth let out a little muffled wail.
Jenny jerked her head to the right in time to see the girl shoved forward,
involuntarily, as her friend received Bill's penis.
"Ooooh! No!" Beth offered, a bit of spittle flying from her mouth and
staining the pillow in front of her. A grunt from Bill indicated that Beth's
denial was being ignored. She humped forward again, like a reluctant mare
being bitted, as Bill shoved himself deeper.
A determined push from Ken gave Jenny her first taste of penis in
her ass. The girl shouted aloud but nobody seemed to her. Another push, a
deep pressure in her guts; again she shouted but there was only Beth's
moans, and Bill and Ken's grunts, to answer her.
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