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Subject: {ASSM} Alice Chapter One (1/15) {Bradley Stoke} {MF ff}
Date: Fri,  3 Jan 2003 23:10:02 -0500
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Title: {ASSM} Alice Chapter One (1/15) {Bradley Stoke} {MF ff}
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 1 of 15
Keywords: MF ff
Short Summary: Down The Hole


Alice
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Synopsis of whole novel
=======================

We all know the story of Alice as told by Lewis Carroll. Here is an 
erotic tale inspired by, and unashamedly borrowing from, this famous 
children's story. This story tells how Alice goes to Wonderground and 
what she found there. 


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Chapter One
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Down The Hole
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Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister and her 
sister's boyfriend on the bank, and of having nothing much to do: she 
watched them as they fucked by her. Clothes were scattered all about. 
All her sisters' clothes, all her sisters' boyfriend's clothes and Alice's 
knickers and shorts. Once or twice she peeped at her finger actively 
stroking and fingering her cunt as her sister's boyfriend's prick thrust 
in and out of her sister, "and what is the use of that," thought Alice, "if 
you're too young to join in."

So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the 
hot day made her feel very randy and stupid), whether the pleasure of 
the feel of her moistening vagina would be worth the trouble of 
putting her tongue to the moist thrusting member, when suddenly a 
woman wearing only a dress to just below her waist and no knickers 
walked by them.

There was nothing so very remarkable in that: nor did Alice think it so 
very much out of the way to see that the woman was slowly stroking a 
magnificent penis where her vagina should be, "Oh! Oh! Oh!" (when 
she thought about it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought 
to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); 
but when the woman actually put a finger up her backside, and pushed 
it in and out, Alice started to her feet, wearing nothing but a Mickey 
Mouse tee-shirt, a pair of espadrilles and a moist vagina, for it flashed 
across her mind that she had never before seen a woman with a penis 
or one that  was so throbbing, and, hot with curiosity, she ran across 
the field after her, and was just in time to see her walk down a large 
hole by a hedge.

In another moment down went Alice after her, never considering how 
in the world she was to retrieve her knickers.

The hole went on like a tunnel for some way, and then opened out to 
an underground railway station, with the signs reading Alice's Bush. 

She was not the only one at the station because there was a young lady 
in her late teens wearing a dress which only just came below her navel 
who was sitting on a seat. There was no sign of the woman with the 
penis nor of a train.

There were many posters on display. One showed an unrealistically 
long erect penis attached to a crotch at one end and being linked to a 
woman's tongue at the other end. "Keep in touch by Telephone", 
read a slogan beside it. Another poster showed a man with a finger up 
his back side: "For those uncomfortable moments take 
Alka-Seltzer".

The young lady got up and walked over to Alice. "Do you know when 
the next train is due?" she asked.

Alice scanned her companion. Her hair was cut in a bob, and besides 
her shoes, her dress was the only thing she wore. The dress definitely 
did not cover her vagina, which was not usual where Alice came from, 
and either she was undeveloped for her apparent age or she had shaved 
her crotch. 

"Not only do I not know when the next train is due," explained Alice, 
"I don't know where I am."

"So you come from up there, do you? Yet you dress like people from 
down here. On the other hand, you're probably too young to have any 
pubic hair anyway. I like your trendy dress."

Alice didn't say anything.

"My name is Mouse. What's yours?"

"Alice".

Mouse put her hand on Alice's tummy and stroked it. "You're 
obviously a stranger here, and I don't imagine you've even bought a 
railway ticket. Come home with me and I'll introduce you to 
Mummy."

After a while, an underground train did arrive, and Alice and Mouse 
entered a carriage. As they travelled, Alice saw many other women on 
the train dressed like Mouse. They were all quite young and all had 
their crotches shaved. Older women had dresses down nearly to their 
ankles but their breasts were held up and displayed in very low cut 
dresses. The men were dressed much as they were overground.

When they eventually got to Mouse's home, Alice was introduced to 
Mouse's mother. She was dressed like most older women with her 
breasts showing, but as she was at home and relaxed they were 
allowed to droop. This made a particular impression on Alice as the 
breasts were exceptionally large and round with nipples as large as 
Alice's fists.

"Of course you can stay with us," said Mouse's mother. "I'm afraid 
there's only one bed in Mouse's room and it's only a single bed, but as 
you are such a very little girl, I'm sure there's plenty of space for the 
two of you."

When Alice was taken to Mouse's room, she couldn't but notice that 
the room was full of Theatre posters showing men and women in 
various states of undress, and in some cases quite clearly making love. 

"This is so smooth!" commented Mouse as she stroked her cool 
fingers over Alice's vagina. "You've obviously never had to shave it! I 
have to shave it every morning and it's such a nuisance when you cut 
yourself."

Mouse stroked Alice's vagina very gently and Alice could feel it 
getting more and more moist from the attention. 

"Take off your Mickey Mouse tee-shirt", ordered Mouse pulling off 
her dress in one pull and showing that underneath she wore a bra 
designed to pull in her breasts. Alice did so and showed that her own 
barely existing breasts which didn't need constraint. The nipples were 
only beginning to be raised on her chest. 

Mouse pulled off her bra, showing breasts which clearly did need 
restraint. They were round and the nipples stood out almost as large as 
Alice's biggest toe. "You're so lucky! You're just perfect!" exclaimed 
Mouse stroking Alice's breast. Mouse leant forward and licked her 
tongue over Alice's nipples until they were ever so stiff. Then she got 
up and applied the treatment to Alice's cunt.

Mouse and Alice continued stroking and cuddling all through the 
night, but only occasionally did Mouse put her fingers in Alice's 
vagina. Her tongue and Alice's vulva got ever so sore and only the 
exquisite pleasure prevented her calling out in pain. She did call out in 
ecstasy on several occasions and it was a wonder to her that Mouse's 
mother didn't investigate. Perhaps, Alice thought, if she saw Mouse 
and Alice were doing, she would want to join in and that would never 
do.






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