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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
THE FRUITS OF DESIRE
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Chapter One
He should have put the thought out of his mind as soon as he had it.
And yet it lingered there, under the hot summer sun, and he let it blossom
in his mind until it had transformed itself into a craving.
Gradually as the thought consumed him it began to have physical
effects. His groin, previously quiescent, began to grow. Finally, his
girlfriend, glancing over to pick up her drink off the the table between
them, noticed and said,
�Darling, aren�t you exhausted from last night?�
�Not... not quite,� he replied. He glanced down at himself and was
shocked to see how large he had become. He was wearing a Speedo
swimsuit and, although it was infamous for its failure to cover a male�s
equipment properly, nonetheless it was sufficient, provided one did not
become excited. Unfortunately, he was excited. His dick pressed hard
against the inside of the nylon, like a trapped snake, curled and yet
bloated, thick as a python and eager for prey. His testicles, previously
lying limply between his legs, now had contracted into a tight quivering
ball, which further lifted and amplified the bulge of his throbbing penis.
Amanda, Mark�s girlfriend, giggled. �I should take you upstairs and
get rid of that for you, before Kelli sees it.�
Mark reached for his drink. He lifted it off the table between them
and gently tapped his glass to Amanda�s. Then he drank, and she did also,
but as Amanda stared with spirited eyes at Mark�s groin, Mark let his eyes
slip back to what he had been previously studying.
He had no reason, he scolded himself, to be studying it. After all,
Amanda had a lovely ass, which matched perfectly her voluptuous figure.
She was just 19, a decade younger than Mark, who was 29.
Was it because he would soon be 30 that he now found himself
occupied with this new object of desire? Was it encroaching middle age
(a horrible word!) that made him suddenly lust for someone so young?
He gazed at her, as her aunt gazed at his excited loins. She was just
13. Her birthday had been only two weeks ago, and she�d invited all her
girlfriends from school over, and they�d celebrated with a childish glee
that seemed to belie some common understanding between them that they
would soon be too old to act as childishly as they did on that day, tossing
bits of food at each other, making farting sounds when certain girls sat
down, and cracking jokes about sex that were as juvenile as the view of
the act which the jokes purported to explain.
Now Kelli was shrieking, standing at the pool�s edge, standing with
her back to him. The source of her delight was Amanda�s small dog, who
had managed to jump into the pool and was now doing a vigorous dog
paddle, swimming around in the water amidst Kelli�s toys: a large
inflated beach ball, a rubber inflatable raft, and a scuba snorkel, which
floated aimlessly on the pool�s surface, beside the raft. As she gazed at
the dog, who was fond of leaping in the pool to gain attention, Kelli tugged
on the back of her swimsuit, pulling it from her bottomcrack, where it had
managed to wedge itself.
�What has you so excited?� Amanda said, still considering the
fullness of Mark�s groin.
�Don�t ask,� Mark replied.
Amanda, perhaps inspired by female intuition, let her eyes leave the
remarkable sight of Mark�s groin and follow his gaze toward the pool. Her
eyes fell upon Kelli just as the girl was taking her hands away from her
ass.
�Oh,� Amanda said, sounding a little concerned.
�She has a perfect ass,� Mark said, realizing he�d been found out, and
deciding to be honest about his feelings.
�Yes, well, she�s only 13,� Amanda reminded Mark.
But of course he didn�t need reminding on that point. Of course he
knew she was only 13, a mere child. Even now she was shrieking like
some rugrat in an amusement park. Yet he could not tear his eyes away
from her ass! As he gazed at her, she began doing a little dance, watching
the dog as it paddled about in the pool. Her tight young bottomcheeks
flexed, drew in, then expanded to their full girth again, which was only
slightly larger than their size when they were contracted, for she still
had a small child�s bottom. It was pert. It had high cheeks. There was a
rearward jut to it that could only be described as �sassy�. And when Kelli
did her dance, happily jigging her bottom around as she watched Amanda�s
dog make a fool of himself in the pool, her swimsuit once more got caught
in her asscrack, and she once again had to reach back and yank it out of
herself, all the while still yelling merrily at the dog.
�I would love to take her along to this weekend�s Bottom Party,�
Mark said, still feeling that honesty was the best way to deal with his
feelings.
�Mark!� Amanda scolded. �Kelli is innocent.�
�Hmmm?� Mark asked, quite bothered now by his groin, whose
confinement in his suit was beginning to make his loins feel pained.
�A virgin,� Amanda said.
�Oh,� Mark replied, and immediately his loins became even more
turgid, and he felt pre-cum begin to stain the front of his suit.
The Bottom Parties had begun as a way for newlyweds to get to
know each other better. Among a group of newlyweds it had been
discovered that, despite having had their honeymoons, and spending long
hours exploring each other in their bedrooms, there was still a certain
ineptitude and frigidity that attended their endeavors. And so a local
husband and wife, a little older than some of the newlyweds, who
employed two newlyweds in their business, which was a small local bank,
decided to have a party. It was for newlyweds only, and it was called a
Bottom Party. The reason for calling it by such an explicit name was this:
it was intended to force newlyweds to overcome their sexual fears. It
was felt that if the party could show newlyweds some of the more
adventurous methods of enjoying sexual pleasure, namely, anal sex, and
whipping, then they would be quite capable, on their own, in their own
bedrooms, of finishing their sexual education, and ridding themselves of
their various sexual inhibitions.
Given that this was Utah, it was also felt that by confining the
parties exclusively to those who were already married, there would be
less complaint if the parties were discovered.
The parties were now in their third year, and, as there had been no
complaint, the requirements for attendance had been loosened. Now, not
only newlyweds could come, but the unmarried too. However there was
still one rule, strictly adhered to by whoever the host was (for it rotated
by no definite plan among various homes, as members came and went): no
one at the party could be a virgin.
So it was with dismay that Mark looked upon Kelli�s behind,
considering how sweet and lovely and wiggly it was, and how perfect it
would be for the Bottom Party. It was a bit small perhaps but nonetheless
it appeared to him, at least, leaking pre-cum into his suit as he was,
plump and ripe. It was a perfect pumpkin, and he found himself craving to
see it penetrated and flogged.
�Mark, you are wicked,� Amanda said, sensing perhaps the utter
depravity of his thoughts, as he gazed with excited loins at her little
niece.
�Yes,� Mark agreed, still feeling, despite a slight blush which
appeared now in his cheeks, that honesty was the best policy.
�Don�t grow so big. Kelli will see,� Amanda scolded him, gazing
again at his groin.
�I-- I can�t help it,� Mark said.
He stayed at Amanda�s that night and they made love all night again,
as they had the previous night, and she seemed determined to drain him, so
that, when they lay by the pool again in the morning, enjoying the warm
heat of August, he would not become excited. Yet all night long, even as
Mark strained to give Amanda every possible satisfaction, he could not
stop thinking about her niece. They were in a downstairs bedroom and the
girl was sleeping by herself upstairs. He pictured her lying in virgin bliss,
her arms wrapped around her pillow, or perhaps clutching her teddy bear,
wearing her nightshirt, with her silk panties on underneath. Once he had
walked past her bedroom, going to the bathroom, and he had looked in,
something he had not done before. She was asleep. She was lying on her
belly. For some reason her thumb had found its way to her mouth and, at
the same time, her nightshirt had risen up her back. He gazed at her bare
skin, at her supple, slim back, and, below her waist, at the lovely rondure
of her virgin bottom. How soft and round it was! How like a child�s ball,
yet with the perfect crack down the middle, over which her panties were
tightly stretched, making her bottom into a kind of peach, with twin
spherical globes placed tightly side by side. It had taken his breath away,
staring at her like that, and he had become very large. Fortunately he had
tossed on a bathrobe to go to the bathroom and so he was able to pull the
robe forward and hide his arousal. Nonetheless he was glad she was
asleep, for it would have looked odd, had she woken, for her to see him
standing there, frantically pulling his bathrobe forward to hide his bone-
like erection.
He pissed and when he went back to Amanda she was delighted to see
him hard again, and at once she went to work relieving him again of his
stiffness.
In the morning they lay again by the pool, blissfully enjoying the
sunshine. Kelli was once more shrieking by the pool, and the dog, desiring
again to receive her attention, had leaped in, and was paddling around.
Amanda looked over at Mark�s crotch. He was rising even as her eyes
alighted upon him, for Kelli was once more doing her hip-wiggling dance,
watching the dog.
�Mark. You are insatiable,� Amanda said with a hint of disapproval
in her voice.
�You�ll just have to work harder,� Mark said. He reached for his
drink.
Amanda sat up. She was a very voluptuous woman, with large
breasts, a slim waist, and flaring hips that made men drool as soon as she
walked into a room. She stood and reached over Mark and he found her
considerable bust blocking his view of Kelli�s ass. She took Mark�s drink
out of his hand. Mark sat upright as she did this, surprised by the
quickness of her movements, and her sudden, unexplained determination.
As he watched, she pulled open his suit. Suddenly he let out a yell as she
dumped his drink, ice cubes and all, into his previously dry swimsuit.
�There. Perhaps that will help,� Amanda told Mark.
Kelli turned around. As she turned she was pulling her bikini bottom
out of her asscrack. Then she hurried over, surprised by Mark�s yell. She
stared at her aunt, then at Mark, and finally at Mark�s very enlarged groin,
which was made even bigger by the ice cubes which now nestled in it.
�What�s the matter?� Kelli asked. She stared with wide, innocent
eyes.
Mark gulped. Amanda blushed, realizing she�d made a mistake, which
it was now too late for her to undo. A sly, knowing smile formed upon
Kelli�s childish lips.
�Mark, you are SO big,� Kelli said impishly.
�He�s very bad,� Amanda told her niece. She gazed at the girl�s hips.
�And you need a bigger swimsuit, young lady. Where�s the one your mother
sent you?�
�Oh, it is SO dopey,� Kelli said. �I like this one much better. It�s
nice and small, and it has neato tiger stripes on it.�
�Your mother bought that one for you when you were 11,� Amanda
told her niece. �You�re too big for it now. Anyway, why didn�t you put on
the one-piece I laid out for you last night? You agreed you liked that one.�
�I thought you wanted me to wear it for dinner,� Kelli told her aunt.
�For dinner?� Amanda asked.
�Yes, you laid it out for me last night, and I thought it was for me to
wear for dinner this evening,� Kelli said.
�Whatever gave you that strange idea? A swimsuit at dinner?�
Amanda asked.
�Isn�t that what you wear when you go to a Bottom Party?� Kelli
asked. Amanda blushed. Mark, who was already blushing, turned a deeper
shade of red.
�Since when do you know about that?� Amanda asked Kelli.
�Since my friend Tonya told me,� Kelli said.
�Oh,� Amanda said. Tonya was the daughter of a woman who had
hosted the most recent Bottom Party.
�She said you all wear swimsuits, and then you take them off, and
you do... strange things,� Kelli said.
�We don�t actually wear swimsuits,� Mark said, gazing lustily at the
way Kelli�s too-small bikini panties cupped her virgin sex. �The men wear
suits and ties, and the women dress in stockings and garter belts, and
bras, and gowns, but without any panties on.�
�Oh,� Kelli said.
�Mark!� Amanda scolded.
�I�m just telling her,� Mark said.
�Why did you put ice in Mark�s suit, auntie?� Kelli asked, as Mark,
finding himself quite annoyed at the ice, began to pluck the cubes out of
his Speedos.
�Because he�s bad for telling you about the Bottom Parties and
especially because he keeps admiring your saucy ass, which I ought to put
over my knee right now and spank!� Amanda said in a shrill voice.
Oddly, Kelli, instead of flinching at the mention of a spanking, as a
child would have, smiled, and, looking again at Mark�s crotch, said, �I
wouldn�t mind being spanked, not too much anyways, if Mark were the one
to do it.�
�Oh!� Amanda cried. She turned and walked quickly into the house.
The dog, coming up out of the pool by the concrete steps at the pool�s
shallow end, ran after Amanda into the house, thinking, perhaps, that she
was going to fetch him something to eat.
It was a small, older house, with the bathroom located
inconveniently upstairs, in the odd way that old houses are sometimes laid
out. Above the bathroom there was an attic, where the dog liked to sleep
at night. Bats used to roost there. That was before Amanda had bought
the house and fixed it up. She had encouraged her dog to sleep in the attic
to keep the bats from returning. And so it was, listening to the dog that
night as it made its rounds of the attic, that Mark walked into the
bathroom. He was confronted by Kelli. He had thought the bathroom was
empty but in fact she was there, dressed in her nightshirt and panties,
lingering behind the door. He looked at her. She looked at him. He
expected her to say �Boo!� to him, or something childish, but instead she
dropped to her knees on the throw rug and opened his bathrobe.
�Oh!� Kelli exclaimed, seeing, for the first time, the raw glory of
Mark�s erection. He was quite stiff, anticipating, as he was, another long
night with Amanda. Before he could do anything Kelli had touched her wet,
childish lips to his cock. She began sucking at his pee hole as if it were
the end of a straw.
�Kelli!� Amanda shouted. Mark turned his head quickly, and looked
behind him. Kelli pulled her head out of his bathrobe. �What are you doing,
young lady?� Amanda asked her niece. Kelli blushed fiercely. Still on her
knees, her small hands still holding open Mark�s robe, the girl said, in a
soft, small voice,
�I want to go to the Bottom Party with you, auntie.�
�Stand UP, you little hussy!� Amanda yelled to her niece. She thrust
her hand into the girl�s lovely blonde hair and found her niece�s right ear.
She pulled on it.
�OWWWW!� Kelli cried. She leapt to her feet, letting go of Mark�s
robe, which closed. However Mark had let go of his robe when Kelli
dropped to her knees before him, so his hand was no longer pulling his robe
awkwardly out in front of him, to hide his arousal. Now, as Kelli was
forced to stand, his penis could be detected, pushing hard against his
bathrobe, making him look like he was carrying a plywood board in a
horizontal position between his legs. Quickly Mark put his hand to his robe
again, about where his belly was, and yanked it forward.
�Do I have to spank you?� Amanda asked her niece.
�No, auntie,� the girl replied. She gazed at her aunt and her aunt
gazed back. Their eyes clashed. �Anyways I�m too old to be spanked,
especially by you,� Kelli said.
�Your mother said I should use whatever means I thought fit to keep
you under control,� Amanda said to the girl.
�She hasn�t spanked me since I was six,� Kelli said. �Even if she
does threaten me sometimes with it.�
�How about your father?� Amanda asked.
�He never spanked me,� Kelli said.
�Well maybe that�s just what you need, then, a Bottom Party,�
Amanda said. �I can see you�re going to be a troublesome teen. Perhaps if
I took you along to the Bottom Party with me you would get what you
deserve. Then when you went back to your mom and dad at the end of the
month they would find you much better behaved.�
Kelli looked from her aunt to Mark, then back to her aunt, then at
Mark again.
�Could I really go to a Bottom Party?� Kelli asked.
�I�d love to see you go,� Mark said. He felt himself grow even bigger
underneath his robe.
Amanda looked at Mark. There was exasperation on her face.
Somehow, her disapproval at the girl�s intimacy with Mark had been
transformed into near-permission to attend an adult party!
�I�ll-- I�ll think about it,� Amanda told Kelli.
�Are you and Mark going to do it again tonight?� Kelli asked her aunt.
�That�s none of your business, young lady,� Amanda answered. �Now
pee and get a drink and go to bed, okay?�
�Okay,� Kelli, suddenly sheepish and blushing, said. She asked them
to leave and they waited outside the bathroom door, which Amanda pulled
closed, while Kelli could be heard pissing into the toilet. As they stood
there, in the dark hallway outside the door, Amanda pulled open Mark�s
bathrobe. She looked at his hard cock and smiled. Then, just as Kelli
opened the bathroom door, Amanda let go of Mark�s robe. Kelli flounced
out of the bathroom. She was holding a glass of water to her lips, sipping
it. She waved to Mark, her lips still on her glass, and then walked with a
very wiggly, sashaying series of steps down the hall to her bedroom. She
left the door open. Mark heard her put down her glass on the table beside
her bed. Then he heard her throw herself onto her bed, and give a big sigh.
Later, when he walked past her bedroom, Amanda having gone downstairs
ahead of him, he peeked into her room. She lay with her shift hiked up
above her bottom. Her panties were stretched tightly across her rump.
But her hands were not clutching her pillow. Instead they were pressed
into her panties. Her arms were underneath her and her hands, both of
them, were down within the front of her panties. Mark listened as Kelli
gave an urgent sigh. He saw her legs scissor apart, then close, then
scissor open again. Her eyes were shut but he sensed that she wasn�t
asleep. Quickly Mark hurried away, before his senses overcame him and he
went into the wrong bedroom for a night�s labor.
In the morning Mark found that he was still excited by Kelli�s ass.
He was lying once more on the chaise lounge, enjoying the feel of the hot
morning sun on his body. He was dry, having not yet leapt into the pool,
but there was already a wet spot of pre-cum on the front of his suit.
Amanda passed by him and lay down on the chaise lounge beside his. She
handed him a drink.
�Thanks,� Mark said. He sipped it, and as he felt the ice cubes in the
drink bump against his lips he hoped they wouldn�t wind up in his suit
again.
�I see you�re still hungry,� Amanda said, looking at Mark�s crotch.
�Your niece still has a lovely ass,� Mark answered. Kelli stood by
the pool, waiting for the dog to wake up and come rushing down from the
attic. She looked back over her shoulder at Mark. She gave her bottom a
wiggle.
�Kelli!� Amanda scolded. The girl was not flexing her bottom today
in the innocent way she had in the past, and her aunt knew it. But the girl,
far from obeying her aunt, gave her ass an even more salacious waggle.
Then she did something quite amazing. Perhaps to spite her aunt, she
reached behind herself. But unlike on previous occasions, when the girl
had reached back to straighten her swimsuit, she now yanked it down.
Brazenly she bared both her asscheeks. One second they were covered by
her panties and the next second her swimsuit was down around her thighs.
Then she bent forward, and, still smiling at Mark, she gave her bottom a
tremendous wiggle. Mark gasped. He saw, for the first time, the naked
beauty of the young girl�s bottom. How rubbery and firm her tender behind
was! How gloriously white! How tight the crevice between her small
cheeks!
Suddenly, without considering what anyone would think, Mark yanked
down his own swimsuit. His penis stretched forth with relief and ardor.
His suit bound his thighs, much as Kelli�s suit was bunched around her
thighs. Mark felt his balls tighten between his legs. His suit pressed
against his testicles. Pre-cum oozed richly from the tip of his penis.
�Oh, my!� Kelli screeched. She turned. She faced Mark. With her
panties still ringing her thighs, she clapped her hand to her pussy. She
began rubbing herself. Just then the dog burst from the house and came
rushing across the lawn. He ran to Mark, sniffed curiously at him, and then
ran to Kelli. He leaped on the girl�s leg and began rubbing himself against
it.
�YEEEEEEK!� Kelli cried.
�Spot! Bad dog! Get down!� Amanda hollared from her chaise lounge.
Kelli fell backward into the pool, and the dog went with her.
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