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Issue No. 408
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Passion�s Playpen
Chapter Eight
�Oh, only my husband must do that to me,� Rose wailed. But she
relaxed her burning cheeks sufficiently for Kate to make headway. Kate
tasted the inside of Rose�s hole and stabbed at her like an Indian raping a
white woman. �No, no, no, no,� Rose wailed, but she only tightened her
bottom a little and Kate was able to yank her cheeks apart when she did.
In and out Kate moved her tongue. She fucked Rose�s hole with her
small little tongue as eagerly as John would have with his big penis. Rose
sobbed in her pillow and wailed that she was no longer a virgin. Kate kept
up the punishment. When she had tasted as much as she wished she
withdrew her tongue and leapt from the bed. She ran into the bathroom
and opened the hot water tap and bent down and stuck her face under the
warming stream to clean it.
�Mmmm, m and m�s without the candy shell,� Kate smiled when she
returned to the bedroom. Rose sat on the bed, clutching her tear-stained
pillow to her face. She sat on her bottom protectively, obviously fearing a
new assault. John stood, his cock newly risen and ready for action.
�We need to put some cream on your bottom to repair the skin,� Kate
said to Rose.
�I know,� Rose answered. �Did you cum tonguing me?�
�Not, not quite,� Kate said. �I was too busy holding you open.�
�I came,� Rose said. �Let me tongue you to orgasm and then you can
attend to my bottom.�
�How can you bear to sit on it?� Kate asked.
�I don�t want you to fuck it again!� Rose blurted.
�Okay, I won�t, skairdy-cat,� Kate replied.
�Come and lay on the bed and I�ll lick you,� Rose said.
Kate obliged. Rose lay on top of her and kissed her face. Then she
slid down her body, slowly, kissing her risen tits and even biting them a
little, so that Kate was forced to cry out. Rose licked Kate�s belly button,
as if to fuck it with her tongue as Kate had fucked Rose�s hole. Then,
sliding still lower, she put her face in Kate�s nest and slowly licked her
pouty sex. John, getting on the bed behind Rose, helpfully stroked himself
to orgasm and spurted his healing cum all over Rose�s bottom.
With a sharing of kisses and a jostling of limbs and thighs and
bosoms Kate slid out from underneath Rose. She knelt on all fours with
her bottom high, in case John should find new inspiration, for she knew a
slave�s duty was to always present herself willing and ready before her
master. Kate licked her lips to get her tongue ready. Then she bent down
and began to lick up the semen that John had so generously provided upon
Rose�s bottom.
The sperm was salty. Kate felt funny licking another woman�s fanny
but her master had chosen to deposit his sperm here and so Kate felt it
was her duty to make sure it didn�t go to waste. Sperm belonged inside a
girl, Kate told herself. So she laved Rose�s huddling bottom with her
tongue while Rose lay on her belly upon the bed, sobbing quietly into her
pillow. Every touch upon her bottom hurt. Even John�s sperm shooting
onto her bottom had made her quiver with pain. Now Kate�s tongue, trying
extra hard to be very soft and gentle, sent new spasms of pain tremoring
through her plump fanny.
�There, there, it�s not too bad,� Kate assured Rose, though she had
never been whipped as soundly as she herself had just whipped Rose. Kate,
with her bottom lofted high, still showing the fading marks of her less
severe punishment under the tree, wondered what it was like to be so
completely and thoroughly beaten. She almost wished John would pick up
the riding crop and lay it on her, vigorously and without remorse, so she
could know for herself what she�d done to poor Rose. And it was in
thinking this that she knew that John wasn�t the right man for her.
Whatever his reputation with Marie, he had failed her. He�d let her become
a mistress when all she wanted was to be a slave.
When her tummy was full of John�s sperm Kate got up from the bed.
John had sat behind her on the bed, watching her, and she gave him a brief
kiss on his smooth-shaven cheek. Precociously she gave a little tug on his
cock. It was soft and flaccid. He turned his head and watched her as she
leapt down from the bed and walked confidently toward the door.
�Where are you going?� John mumbled. He was satisfied and content
and he didn�t bother to raise his voice for, it seemed, he thought Kate was
simply taking a moment to attend to her bladder or to some feminine duty.
But Kate, as soon as she was free of him, went out to the living room. She
hunted for her discarded skirt and blouse among the many clothes now
lying on the floor. Her blouse was under a pair of castoff panties. She got
it on and then found someone�s skirt, though it wasn�t hers, and decided it
would have to do. Someone was groping at her ankles and wanted her to
lie down with him. Kate managed to free her leg and, getting on the skirt,
slipped out the front door as quietly and quickly as she could.
Chapter Nine
Kate walked along the roadside, kicking pebbles and wishing
someone would kidnap her. She wanted to be someone�s property, wholly
and completely. She didn�t want to live in the real world anymore. She
wanted to be a pet, and be fed and cared for and do only as her master told
her.
But it had to be the right man, she told herself. And then she scolded
herself for thinking such thoughts at all. What would her mother think?
She hadn�t served all those years on the PTA so her daughter could
graduate from high school and become some man�s plaything. Yet, Kate
mused, turning and watching the trees by the roadside and feeling the
wind rippling through her hair, she could only be happy at this point in her
life if she devoted herself to a man.
Not marriage. That�s not quite what she wanted. A marriage was a
partnership. She wanted something... deeper. She watched the moon. It
was late. There was nobody around. The road was silent. A rabbit
appeared in the grass near her feet and crept out slowly toward her. She
shivered from the chill in the wind and the rabbit scurried away. A cloud
passed over the moon and she wrapped her arms around herself to try to
stay warm. She wondered if she should go back to the house where the
orgy was in full swing. It would be warm in the tangle of arms and legs.
She had only to enter, and she would soon be amongst them. Wasn�t that a
kind of slavery? But John was there and she was tired of John. And she
didn�t want to meet Rose again and feel responsible for what she�d done to
Rose�s bottom. ...
NAKED AT THE NEWSSTAND
by holy joe
Oui International, Premier Issue, December 1998, $5.99. Oui
International, 14411 Commerce Way, Suite 420, Miami Lakes, FL 33016.
No web site listed.
Review: What an amazing country America is! Back in the 1970�s,
�free love� was popular. And porn was on the skids. I still remember
reading an article titled, �Trouble in Bunny Land�. Hugh Hefner was losing
money, because lots of people were having sex, instead of jerking off to
his magazine.
Today, things are quite different. The religious right and left-wing
feminists have created an America where �sexual McCarthyism� reigns
supreme. There is no �free love� in America anymore. Instead, there is
Ken Starr, and Catharine MacKinnon. There are �stalkers� and �sexual
harassers� and �child predators� and Bill Clinton.
There�s also a lot of porn. Every time I go to Tower Books there is
more porn. Take this magazine, for instance, �Oui International�. It�s a
new magazine. What�s interesting about it is that Oui is a shit-can
magazine. But apparently they�re making so much money at Oui, despite
publishing crap, that they�ve decided to start a second title!
The first thing that amazes me about this magazine is, in fact, the
title. �International� was once an independent magazine, back in the
1970�s. It went out of business. �Club� magazine apparently bought it,
because nowadays there is a magazine titled �Club International�. Despite
the fact that �International� is not the best-selling of names, Oui has
decided to name its new magazine �Oui International�. That shows you
how well porn is selling in 1990�s America. The �free love� era couldn�t
support one magazine named �International,� but Ken Starr�s America can
support two!
So, what do I think of this magazine? It�s okay. But it�s nothing
special. There is no particular quality about it that makes it distinct
from other second- or third-tier porno magazines. There are some
pictures of naked females, and some articles. That�s it. The cover girl is
a girl I�ve already seen too many times before, in other magazines.
Nonetheless, with sexual puritanism running rampant in America, I
imagine this half-hearted, undistinguished porno magazine will make
money.
Now, I shouldn�t be too hard on this magazine. Let me point out the
few instances where, in this issue at least, it has delighted my eye.
�Dove�, pg. 38, is this month�s centerfold. She�s not much to look at,
but on pages 43-44 she gives an outstanding view of her bottom! It is
really quite luscious to look at. Not only does she have a perfect bottom,
but she�s wearing long white stockings. They end at mid-thigh, where
frilled garters, tied into small bows, keep them from falling down. One is
reminded of the novel The Story of O, in which it is written:
�Take off your stockings too,� Anne-Marie said suddenly. �You see,�
she went on, �you shouldn�t wear garters, you�ll ruin your thighs.� And
with the tip of her finger she pointed to the spot just above O�s knees
where O rolled down her stockings around a wide elastic garter. There
was in fact a faint mark on her leg. (Pg. 143)
As I�m sure you know, despite her concern for �faint marks� made on
O�s legs by her stockings, Anne-Marie is the lady who subsequently makes
permanent marks on O, by piercing her cunt and branding her bottom!
�Tabitha and June�, page 56, is a reasonably creative pictorial of
two girls making love. I�ve seen the white girl in this pictorial a lot
already, in other magazines (or, at least, I think I have) but it was okay to
see her one more time.
�Jovanna�, page 5, wears some interesting clothes before popping
out of them and taking a bath, in a tub cluttered with children�s toys.
Again, a reasonably interesting pictorial.
If you like black girls, both Jovanna and Tabitha are quite attractive!
Apparently the aim of this magazine is, in fact, to broaden the racial mix
of girls featured in porno magazines. That can be interpreted two ways,
of course: to the traditional reader like me, non-white girls can tend to
fall into the �ho hum, nothing special� category. But if you specifically
are looking for non-white girls, you should be able to find quite a few of
them in �Oui International�. And, judging from the two black girls in this
issue, you will be pleasantly surprised!
DiCaprio to take over Fuck Decency
by holy joe
This issue marks my last. It is with sadness that I bid you farewell.
However, one cannot do a particular job forever. As part of his training
for a role in an upcoming movie, Leonardo DiCaprio is taking over this zine.
Here�s a transcript of our conversation:
hj: Damn. Just when I sit down to masturbate, the phone rings. Hello?
Ld: Hello. Is this the fat guy who writes Fuck Decency?
hj: Oh, shit. Why do I get these crank calls?
Ld: This isn�t a crank call. Let me explain. I�m Leonardo DiCaprio. I want
to take over your zine.
hj: It�s not for sale.
Ld: I�ll buy you a year�s subscription to Panty Play.
hj: It�s yours.
Ld: Thanks.
hj: Why did you pick me?
Ld: You seemed the logical choice. I mean, I�m starring in American
Psycho, and you publish Fuck Decency.
hj: Hmmm. I guess there�s a connection there...
Ld: Don�t worry. I know you have readers. And I don�t need any more fans.
Especially all those pesky, underage girls who keep bugging me. So I�ll
tell you what: I�ll keep signing all the columns I write, in Fuck Decency,
�by holy joe�.
hj: That sounds good.
Ld: Yeah. That way the transition will be very smooth. And who knows,
with luck, I may even ditch some of those girls who keep bugging me.
hj: Don�t forget to write like you�re a loser. Don�t mention your Hollywood
mansion or your limo or anything.
Ld: Don�t worry! I�m going to invest myself completely into being you. I�ll
write about your dumpster, and how you go to Tower Books every day, and
how you sit in that porta potty behind the elementary school.
hj: And don�t forget to mention that I like little girls.
Ld: Oh, yeah. That too. Except I don�t, really.
hj: Don�t worry. I�ve never had a girlfriend.
Ld: Cool! You�re just what I need! With luck, maybe girls will even HATE
me!
hj: That�s a distinct possibility.
Ld: Yeah. They�ll think I�m some loathsome, fat, loser-dude, who couldn�t
get a date if he paid for it!
hj: Well, I hope you enjoy publishing Fuck Decency.
Ld: I will! But except for a small notice to your readers, don�t mention it,
okay?
hj: Okay! No one but us will know that holy joe is really Leonardo
DiCaprio!
Ld: Right!
AND IN THE END...
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