Read Online Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy) by Melinda DuChamp - Free Book Online

times no! Why would you even think something like that? I am very open-minded and tolerant.”
    But either Tweedle Dum or Tweedle Dee didn’t believe her, or the specter of the Red Queen’s rules had frightened them deeply, because both of their members hung flaccid and sad beneath their bellies.
    Then Tweedle Dee (or perhaps it was Tweedle Dum) said something that made Alice feel even worse. “You do realize that the only people who declare they are open-minded so adamantly are those with closed minds, right Alice?”
    Alice didn’t know how to answer that, so she looked down at her pumps and tried not to cry.
    “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I don’t want to be closed-minded. And I feel terrible that I’ve ruined your charmingly curved erections.” She sniffled. “Is there any way I can I help you get them back?”
    Tweedle Dee looked at Tweedle Dum, and Tweedle Dum looked at Tweedle Dee.
    “We have an idea,” the said in unison.
    Alice brightened. “You want me to suck one of your stiff quarter rolls while the other one slides into my slot of riches from behind?”
    “No,” said Tweedle Dee. “I’m afraid that won’t cut it.”
    Disappointed, Alice pondered for a moment. “I know! You want to stick one of your love rockets into my bottom while the other one plunders my secret garden with his shaft of pleasure?”
    “No,” said Tweedle Dum. “I’m afraid that isn’t good enough either.”
    “And also,” said Tweedle Dee, “Your euphemisms are annoying. Why must you purposely be annoying, Alice?”
    Now Alice was getting frustrated. Again she found herself wanting to kill the odd little Tweedles, but due to the lingering heat of Gnat’s teasing and her own lascivious suggestions about what she could do with their charmingly curved members, she didn’t want to bludgeon the strange little men any longer. Now she wanted to hump them to death.
    Alice unbuttoned her thin white blouse and cupped her breasts together, nipples jutting excitedly at the duo. “How about mammary intercourse?”
    “Don’t be silly,” the Tweedles said.
    Alice stood there, feeling like an idiot, holding her bare breasts in her palms. “What then?”
    “Stand there, just like that,” said Tweedle Dee.
    “Just like that, except spread your legs apart,” said Tweedle Dum. “And lift your skirt.”
    Alice did as they asked, tucking the front hem of her skirt into the waistband to reveal the shaved area between her legs. She still felt a little silly, but that was overridden by the anticipation of what they might do, now that her breasts were bare and her thighs were open.
    “Now what?”
    “Watch.” And with that, Tweedle Dee took ahold of Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dum took ahold of Tweedle Dee, and with two strokes of each other’s lengths, both the curve up and the curve down were stiff as could be.
    “Are you ready now?” asked Alice, and she spread her legs farther apart, the cool air caressing the (very!) wet heat between.
    “Keep watching,” said Tweedle Dum, and he fell to his knees and took his partner’s shaft deep into his mouth.
    Tweedle Dee moaned, and his eyes turned back a little in his head.
    Alice pinched her nipples, rolling the sensitive nubs between her fingers as she watched the show, wondering when they’d get to her.
    Dum cupped Tweedle Dee while he sucked and licked and did all manner of appealing things with his (very!) talented tongue. And as he bobbed and weaved, putting his energy into the task, his own member bobbed and weaved and swayed heavy between his legs, and Alice found herself wanting desperately to take him into her hands.
    “Don’t,” said Dee, as if reading her thoughts. “We’re not at all ready for you yet.”
    So she stood there while they traded places, Tweedle Dee doing the sucking and flicking and bobbing and weaving, his curved upward tool stiff and glistening and hanging temptingly like delicious fruit waiting to be eaten.
    And Alice slipped one hand from her