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Title: {ASSM} Alice Chapter Nine (9/15) {Bradley Stoke} {FF}
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 9 of 15
Keywords: FF
Short Summary: Alice's House


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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Previously
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Alice has been to Wonderground and returned home to her sister's loving arms.



Chapter Nine
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Alice's House
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One thing was certain, that Blanche had had nothing to do with Alice - it 
was Kedi entirely who made love to her. For Blanche, Dinah's plump friend 
had been making love to Dinah for the last quarter of an hour (and enjoying 
it pretty well): so you see only Kedi could have been making love to Alice. 

The way Dinah made love to her girlfriends was just as passionate and 
sensitive as the way she made love to Alice. Kedi had made love to Dinah 
earlier in the afternoon, and so, while Alice was sitting curled up in a corner 
of the great sofa, Kedi was having a grand game of romps with her young 
little body, which was, like that of all the other girls in the living room, free 
of all encumbrance.  

"Oh, you wicked wicked thing!" cried Alice, catching up with Kedi, and 
giving her a little kiss. "Really, Dinah ought to have totally worn you out! 
You ought, Dinah, you know you ought!" she added looking reproachfully 
at her sister, and speaking in as cross a voice as she could manage - and 
then she scrambled back into the sofa, pulling Kedi back and showering her 
breasts with kisses. Kedi rested very demurely on top of her, watching 
Alice's love-making, and now and then putting her lips out and 
gently pressing them against Alice's forehead. 

After a while the two girls got quite passionate and then soon wore out their 
passion for each other on the sofa. Alice looked across the room at her 
sister and Blanche who seemed similarly sated by their own love-making. 
Kedi smiled indulgently at Alice and lay down on her back on the sofa. 
Alice who had somehow fallen to the floor and knocked over the Chess set 
that had been set out for a game that Blanche and Kedi had been 
playing earlier.  

Alice stood up and leaned against the mantlepiece looking out at the rest of 
the room. She smiled indulgently at Blanche and Dinah who were curled up 
together in one mass of white flesh. Blanche came from Brook, a district 
where nudity was the norm rather than the exception, and felt most 
comfortable naked anyway. Most of the white flesh that Alice could see 
belonged to Blanche, who was a very plump girl, but one on whom 
plumpness was actually very attractive, unlike, Alice couldn't help wincing, 
Mrs Duchess. Kedi also came from a place where nudity was the norm, but 
that was another country and not just another district. The two girls were 
always naked, whatever the occasion - one black and the other white - just 
like chess pieces. 

Alice turned round and looked at the same view of the room through the 
looking-glass over the mantle-piece. The view was different mostly in that 
Alice could see herself, a girl who differed most from the others by her 
tenderer years. A girl too young for breasts and still a little bit of a tummy 
above her smooth crotch. She wandered to the window and looked out into 
the garden next door where she could see an oldish gentleman making love 
to a much younger woman on the lawn. He didn't appear to be very expert 
and indeed he was balancing very badly on top of her. The younger woman 
didn't seem to mind, but Alice couldn't help thinking that there didn't appear 
to be a lot of passion in their love-making. 

There was a book lying near Alice on the table, and while she was watching 
the old man she turned over the leaves, to find some part that she could 
read. It looked at first sight like a normal children's book - the sort of book 
that perhaps Enid Blyton might write - and, indeed, it was a collection of 
shortish books gathered together in an omnibus edition. Curiously 
however although the protagonists were all children as the pictures 
made clear and the style was pitched at children of Alice's age the subject 
matter was what Alice had always been made to understand to be very 
adult.  

The stories seemed to concern the sexual adventures and misadventures of 
children mostly with other children and very rarely with adults. The pictures 
and text didn't, however, leave very much to the imagination. There were 
drawings of children with erect penises, close-ups of little girl's vaginas and 
many pictures of girls and boys doing all sorts of sexual things with each 
other. The main saving grace that Alice could see was that no adults 
participated, even though there was often an adult man or woman watching 
or masturbating. 

"That's a book I brought here from Brook," commented Blanche, who had 
been watching Alice read the book. "The authoress, Honore L'Oeuf, is very 
popular. She's written lots of best-sellers." 

"But childrens' books aren't like that here!" commented Alice. 

"And more's the pity," smiled Blanche. "People here seem to think children 
don't have any sexual desires at all until they're older. In Brook nobody 
thinks it strange for children to have sexual fantasies or even to make love to 
each other." 

Alice looked at the book more closely. "Isn't it a little disgusting what all 
these children are doing?" 

"Isn't what you and Kedi do together just as disgusting," retorted Blanche. 

Kedi heard her name and looked up at Alice whose back was now to the 
window and whose figure now was a silhouette framed by the sunlight. "It's 
not at all disgusting," Kedi said, defending Alice. 

Blanche let Alice borrow the book, The Collected Works of 
Honore L'Oeuf, and Alice took it with her to bed to read that night. 
In most of the stories, the tales seemed to be just like all the other children's 
stories Alice had ever read except that whereas in most stories the plot was 
centred around some mystery or focused towards the solution of particular 
problems, in these stories the main event was sexual and the plots were 
concerned in how these sexual events came to take place and what these 
sexual encounters entailed. 

In the world of Honore L'Oeuf, sex was always genial, - never violent nor 
disturbing, - was always desired and never complicated by after-effects 
such as pregnancy or venereal disease or worse. Rape was unheard of, 
"No" was always an accepted response to sexual advance and all the 
children had very attractive bodies and larger-than-life sex-drives.  

Alice found the stories very erotic - much more so than all the pornography 
or erotica she had seen for the attention of older people. Perhaps it was 
because it was designed to satisfy the desires and fantasies of 
pre-pubescents rather than of adults who pretended to already know it all.  

She also found it arousing that in none of the pictures did anyone wear any 
clothes. This, as Blanche explained, was because in Brook it was normal 
not to wear clothes - and indeed not wearing clothes wasn't considered a 
sexual thing to do at all. Alice liked what she heard about Brook and she 
was very soon hinting to Blanche and Dinah that what she would like to do 
very soon would be to go on holiday to Brook. 

"But of course sweetest," said Blanche giving Alice such a sweet little kiss 
on the mouth. "But remember - no clothes!"  




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