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Naughty Naked Dreamgirls #54: Bubblegum Bondage
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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
No. 54 Tuesday July 18, 1995
alt.stories.erotic alt.sex.stories
D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
Bubblegum Bondage
Part Twenty-Two
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Sixteen
Soon Anna, Melanie, Susie, and their hosts were downing platefulls of
giant shrimp with champagne. Lobster followed, then other seafood
delicacies, until the girls were so stuffed they could hardly move. A
small ensemble was playing in one corner of the restaurant, and
occasionally couples would rise and dance on a little tiled floor in front
of the band.
"Susie, may I have the next dance?" Tom asked the blonde, extending his
hand. Susie looked at it reluctantly. At Anna's urging, however, she
rose, still very self conscious because of her burden of spaghetti.
Soon Susie was dancing amidst pulsing colored lights, and other men soon
came to the floor with Anna and Melanie in tow. Susie danced first with
Tom, then, when another man cut in, with that male, then two others.
Finally she bid her leave of the dance floor and walked unaccompanied back
to her table. There Jill sat talking to a young man Susie had not seen
before.
"You mean you managed to get on board here as a newcomer without your
hosts first putting spaghetti down your trunks?" Jill asked.
"Uh, yeah," the young man was saying as Susie seated herself beside him.
He was strong and lanky and Jill introduced him as Jeff. Then Jill turned
to the nearest waitress and ordered up a pile of spaghetti.
"You must be new here too?" Jeff asked Susie.
"Um, yes," Susie said. She glanced down at her spaghetti smeared
breasts. A moment later a waitress appeared with a heaping plate of
spaghetti. She set it down right in front of Jeff. The man looked up at
the waitress, as if to thank her for the free meal. But the waitress drew
a bell from her apron and rang it.
"We have a newcomer here!" the waitress announced. All eyes turned to
Jeff.
"Susie, I'll give you the honors," Jill said meaningfully to the blonde.
"You mean?" Susie asked. She could hardly believe that she was being
asked to stuff spaghetti into this handsome young stranger's crotch!
"Yes," Jill said. "Now get busy. Everyone's waiting." Susie looked
about for a ladle but none was present. Tentatively she scooped up a pile
of spaghetti with her hand. With fingers as light as air she reached over
to the waistband of Jeff's trunks and pulled them open. The hairy root of
his penis came into view.
"P-Please forgive me," Susie said with wide eyes to Jeff.
"I won't, but I'm sure you'll do it anyway," Jeff said. A prim smile
came to Susie's face.
"How right you are," Susie said. With that she dumped her handful of
spaghetti right down into Jeff's groin. Then she got another, and
squished that down in too. Perhaps going overboard, she grabbed up a
third handful and managed to stuff that in too. Jill broke out laughing.
"Enough! Enough!" Jill cried. A titter of laughter arose from the other
diners and then their attention floated back to their own tables.
"Now there's plenty for you to forgive, whether you want to or not,"
Susie said to Jeff. Mischievously she stuck her tongue out at him. Anna
and Melanie glided back over to the table, each with a man in tow.
Jill ordered dessert, and soon Lemon Meringue pie was brought out. Jeff
severed a piece from his portion and bade Susie open her lips. Not
knowing entirely why she did so, the girl complied. Jeff fed Susie the
bite.
Melanie, not wanting to be left out of what looked to be capital fun,
leaned in close to Jeff and asked for a piece for herself. Perhaps she
just wanted to be naughty and steal away a man who had taken an interest
in Susie. Regardless, Jeff was just as happy to feed a bite of pie to
Melanie as well.
The man who had accompanied Melanie from the dance floor looked slightly
ticked, even more so when Jill suggested that Susie and Melanie sit on
Jeff's lap.
"My, we do have two hungry little girls here, but I think you two would
be better served if you sat in his lap," Jill said. Susie, feeling sexy,
got up from her chair and sat down on one of Jim's hairy thighs. Melanie
did the same.
"Who invited you?" Susie asked of Melanie. Her knees bumped the girl's.
"My beauty, I guess," Melanie said saucily. Jed fed a second slice of
pie to Susie. She sat chewing it, watching as her friend received another
bite-sized portion between her lips. Anna appeared behind Jeff, and
looped her arms about his neck. She let her head hang down over Jeff's
shoulder and he fed a bite of his rapidly diminishing pie to Anna.
"Here I just wanted to make this poor boy feed me, to humble him even
more after I'd already stuffed spaghetti into his trunks, and now he's
practically the envy of all men with three young women hanging onto him,"
Susie thought to herself. As if to compliment her inner statement,
Melanie scooted her own plate of pie over and began feeding it to Jeff.
Now the man really was important! He was feeding the girls, they were
feeding him...there was no telling what might ensue.
In an attempt to temper all the attention now being showered on Jeff,
Susie slid her own plate over to her new seat and began to feed pie to
Anna. Jeff, however, insisted on cutting off portions of Melanie's pie
and feeding them to Susie. Reluctantly Susie opened her mouth and
accepted the lemon morsels, even as she herself fed Anna while Melanie fed
Jeff.
Jill had just dismissed the irate suitors of Melanie and Anna from the
table when Jeff invited Jill to come and kneel before him. Susie rolled
her eyes. Did this man think himself king? Jill obediently came and
knelt before Jeff. She had to crouch down under the edge of the table to
do so. She lifted up the hem of the tablecloth and let it drape itself in
an arch over the top of her head.
"Open your mouth," Jeff said. Jill obeyed, sensuously parting her lips
and letting her eyes flutter closed. Suddenly Jeff reached into his groin
and yanked out a substantial penis, half rigid and coated with spaghetti
noodles and sauce. He began to pee.
Melanie was the first to break into peals of laughter as Jeff's pee shot
straight into Jill's mouth. Jill's eyes popped open in surprise. Anna
began howling as well, followed (though she hated herself for doing it) by
Susie.
"That's it, keep your mouth open," Jeff said. "Mustn't get pee on the
floor, you know." The stream continued as the girls laughed
uncontrollably. "Had enough? Alright, I'll have to save the rest." With
the muscles of his groin Jeff cut off the flow. "You may rise now," Jeff
said to Jill. "Go empty your pee into a glass." He stuffed his rod back
into his swimsuit.
Jill rose, her face white as a sheet. Slowly she began to blush.
Although many of the diners had looked, few had actually seen what had
transpired. With mincing steps and bloated cheeks Jill returned to her
place at table and, pursing her lips, let the pee sluice from between them
into an empty glass.
Susie felt Anna reach behind her neck and tug at the bow of her bikini
bra. She looked up at Anna in alarm. Anna's other hand was behind
Melanie. A moment later and the cups of both girls' bras fell off their
bosoms. Their breasts bounced out into the open air, globs of spaghetti
falling from them as they sprang free. Now Susie and Melanie's bras were
but useless strings, still tied behind their backs, hanging uselessly
around their torsos. Susie wondered at herself. Even now her hands still
rested in her lap. Why had she not tried to rescue her modesty by
clapping her hands to her bosoms? Was she that weary of the spaghetti
sagging in her bra? It did feel good to be rid of most of the slimy mass
that had accompanied her cleavage wherever she went for the last hour.
She looked across at Melanie. The 16-year-old seemed to relish her
newfound nakedness. And she seemed to be all eyes for Jeff.
"Perhaps you would wash our bosoms for us," Anna suggested to Jeff. She
undid her own top and her breasts jiggled free. She pressed her mounds
meaningfully against Jeff's neck from behind.
Jeff, not one to forego an opportunity, lifted a glass of water. "It
would be my pleasure," Jeff said. Despite Anna's provocativeness, despite
Melanie's open adoration, Jeff chose Susie's breasts to be the recipient
of his glass. He lifted it above Susie's nearest bosom and began pouring.
Susie stiffened. The water was icy. Her nipple quickly responded to the
chilled fluid, erecting itself. Even as Susie felt tormented by the water
she felt pleased. Despite the allure of the other girls, Jeff had chosen
her. Was she his favorite? Did she want to be?
Jeff turned in his chair and beckoned a passing waitress. She came over
to where he sat, bearing a pitcher of ice water. "Would you like more
water, sir?" the waitress asked politely, oblivious to the nudity of the
girls.
"Yeah, I'll take the whole pitcher," Jeff said, and seized it from the
waitress' tray. He poured its contents over Susie's remaining breast.
"OOOH! Jeff!" Susie cried, stiffening once more. No sooner had Jeff
washed down Susie's cleavage (though, in fact, some remnants of spaghetti
were still to be seen), than he turned to Melanie. Each of the
16-year-old's upthrust breasts were drenched with water, causing her to
squeal and sit up very straight. Then Jeff beckoned Anna, who came around
from behind him to kneel between his spread thighs and receive her
tribute.
"Don't pee on me," Anna pleaded.
"That would get the spaghetti off quite well," Jeff said, holding the
pitcher above her. But he relented from peeing and doused Anna's breasts
with water instead. Anna wrenched upward at the first splash of the cold
water. Then, unlike the other girls, she lifted her hands to cup her
breasts and hold them firmly under the flow. It looked as if she were
offering her breasts to Jeff. Perhaps she was.
Jeff set down the pitcher on the table. It was nearly empty now. He
grasped Susie and Melanie by their long hair. He rose, pulling them to
their feet with him.
"Perhaps a more private place would be best for what remains," Jeff said,
glancing down at Susie's spaghetti laden bikini panties. Susie wanted to
protest, but knew it was futile. This boy was tough. He had her by the
hair and looked as if nothing would make him let go. Susie wondered if he
would be rough with her.
"You too," Jeff said to Anna. Meekly the young woman rose. Was Anna's
submissiveness affected, Susie wondered. Regardless, it served to make
Jeff even more dominant. He turned and drove Melanie and Susie toward the
back of the restaurant, his hands planted firmly in their hair. Anna
followed.
A hallway was gained, and Jeff guided the girls firmly down it to an open
door. He pushed the girls inside. Anna walked in behind him, and quietly
closed the door. Susie saw that they were in a room with a hot tub.
Jeff reached down and untied the strings of Susie's bikini panties. The
thin material fell away, leaving her pubis bare. Susie watched as a large
clump of spaghetti fell to her feet. At last she was rid of the awful
stuff! Jeff turned to Melanie, and undid her bottoms as well.
Susie, without any prompting, stepped into the hot tub. Its water was
deliciously warm. With a sigh she sank down into its depths. She gazed
down at her breasts. They floated happily upon the surface. Susie began
splashing water over her mammaries, cleansing them of the last stains of
spaghetti. Melanie slipped into the tub beside her.
Susie looked up. Anna had just lost her panties and was now helping Jeff
out of his trunks. A moment later and both of them stepped hand-in-hand
into the tub. Did Jeff like her better, Susie wondered, because he had
taken off her panties first? Or did he like Anna best, because he had
saved her for last? Or, like an ancient Greek text, was the best part
Melanie, in the middle?
The three girls sat in the hot tub. Their breasts bobbed on the surface,
like great white whales feeding lazily on plankton. Melanie snuggled
against Jeff, as if the man were her long lost father. Anna sat looking
expectantly at him, and Susie thought she sensed the young woman's hand
stealing to his penis.
"What do you have planned for us?" Anna asked boldly. Jeff shifted
slightly, unexpectedly. Anna's hand had found his dick. Silently Susie
cursed Anna for her forwardness.
Jeff raised both his hands and cupped the shoulders of Melanie and Anna.
"What I have planned for you girls requires a place more private than
this," Jeff said. He extended his arm and grasped Susie by her blonde
locks. He fingered her silky dry hair for a moment and then pulled her
close with it.
"C'mere, you're included in this too," Jeff said to Susie. He pulled her
around Melanie and nestled her right between his legs. Susie perched the
edge of her bottom on one of his thighs. The man was very handsome. She
wondered if he was stiff now. Her hand floated toward the juncture of his
thighs and found Anna there. Melanie's hand bumped Susie's. A moment
later and all three girls had clasped Jeff's rod. It stood erect now,
long and throbbing.
"What do you mean, too public?" Anna asked. "Aren't you eager to make us
take you?"
"I like your attitude," Jeff said to Anna. He slipped his fingers under
her chin and lifted it. He kissed her forcefully on the lips. When their
faces finally parted their eyes were glowing at each other.
Jeff turned his attention to Susie. "Such fine breasts," he said, though
indeed Susie thought hers no better than those of her companions. Did
Jeff? He grasped her floating boobies firmly, almost roughly. He
squeezed them hard. Susie felt herself growing breathless. Was she
excited by this man's tough treatment of her? He ran his thumbs over her
erect nipples as he held her cleavage. Then he released her breasts and
took her nipples between each of his thumbs and index fingers. He tugged
firmly upon them, pulling them, stretching them to the breaking point.
Susie looked down at her imprisoned nipples. Jeff continued to yank on
them, then let them relax, then yanked on them again.
"I want to give you girls more than just a fucking," Jeff said with lust
in his voice. "I want to give you an experience that tests the very
limits of your young bodies. I intend to work you, to drive you to the
very edge of your endurance, and beyond. You will comply with my desires,
won't you?" Jeff asked. His eyes burned into Susie's. His fingers pulled
upon the little buds of her teats.
"Y-Yes, sir," Susie gulped.
"Sit closer," Jeff commanded Susie. "I want you right up against me.
Loop your arms around my neck." Susie obeyed, being dragged in by the
nipples against Jeff. Her arms slipped up over his broad shoulders.
"Spread your legs," Jeff said to Susie. He let go of her nipples and
forcibly parted her thighs. Susie found her pussy pressed up against
Jeff's stomach. Her legs were lifted, in part with the help of the girls,
and made to clasp Jeff's hips. Susie felt the length of Jeff's penis bump
up against the juncture of her thighs, extending all the way from her
labia back to the crevice between the cheeks of her ass.
"I should fuck you right now," Jeff said to Susie. "I know you want to
resist, but I intend to break your spirit." He turned to Melanie. He
stroked her hair, his wet hand trailing through her dry locks, moistening
them where he touched. "And you, you want a daddy, don't you?" Jeff
asked. "You've missed quite a few spankings in your life. Well, I intend
to make up for every one of them." Susie found herself relishing the
man's sterness, even as she hoped he was just making it all up. Still, it
would be fun to see Melanie get a sound spanking! The little vixen was
always intruding on any man Susie found, let her be punished for that!
"And you are nothing but a living sex doll," Jeff said, turning his gaze
to Anna. He brushed his finger across her face, wiping away a stray
droplet of water. Anna's ruby lips were parted, almost begging for
something to suck. Jeff ran his finger over her lips and then stuck it
between them. "Suck," Jeff commanded. "Suck my finger like you are going
to suck my cock. I know you're no innocent when it comes to decadent sex.
You love it, don't you? Well, you'll really be given something to love
by me. You'll be trained in entirely new ways to bring pleasure to a
man." Anna sucked dutifully upon Jeff's finger a moment more, then lifted
a hand to her mouth.
"You wish to speak?" Jeff asked. "Sex toys aren't known for speaking.
Usually they're too busy with other things." But he let her draw his
finger from her mouth.
"You're quite a talker," Anna said. Steam almost seemed to rise from her
sensuous features as she spoke. "But I doubt you can deliver."
"You doubt the Almighty Jeff?" Jeff asked. The girls tittered. Jeff
rose suddenly from the water. It fell from his hairy body in glittering
shards. Susie, having been cast from his lap, fell backward. Her head
splashed into the water, soaking her hair.
"Come, vixens," Jeff said. He extended a hand to Anna, who gracefully
accepted it and rose from the pool. Jeff was less of a gentleman with
Melanie, whom he lifted almost bodily with one arm from the tub. The girl
looked almost like a hooked fish as her wriggling, nude body was drawn
out.
When both Anna and Melanie had gained dry ground Jeff leaned forward to
grasp Susie. The girl ducked beneath the surface to elude him, but her
hair, traitorously, floated still upon the water. Jeff grabbed a handful
of it and pulled Susie upward by her blonde mane.
"O.K.! O.K!" Susie cried, not wanting to be pulled by her hair. Jeff
held the girl's hair as she stepped as daintily as possible from the pool.
She bumped up against the head of Jeff's penis as she gained the floor.
Jeff took one of Melanie and Susie's hands in one of his own, as if the
girls were a pair of fresh shrimp that he had just caught. With his other
hand he took both of Anna's. "Come girls, let's see if we can find us a
boat and steal back to shore," Jeff said.
D R E A M G I R L S L E T T E R S
Q. holy joe, do you have sex?
A. Yes, I have sex with a woman, on a regular basis, in the required
positions. Afterwards we chew gum (we're "smoke free"), and discuss the
virtues of feminism and male subordination. After this, we call the
psychologists' hotline (811) and chat with them awhile, to make sure we
didn't do anything that violated the ethics and norms of the society.
Except for the racket from our daughter next door, playing Negasonic
Teenage Warhead, it is a very healthful, enriching, nourishing, and
rewarding experience.
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