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breast and glided her fingers into the wetness between her open thighs.
Now the two returned to penis fencing, rubbing one hard length against the other. And as Alice caressed herself in small circles and played with one soft mound of breast, she could feel building that sense of pressure and heat and emptiness. And she was looking at two things that would be perfect to fill it.
“May I please?”
“Please?” said Tweedle Dee.
“Please, please, please?” begged Alice.
“Please, please, please?” echoed Tweedle Dum.
Alice had no idea what else to say. In all honesty, she’d never had to try too hard to get men interested in making love to her. Never had to try at all, really. Not on either side of the looking glass. And now she was standing in front of these two erect and ready shafts with her nipples protruding and her special place dripping with want, and these two men she’d hadn’t even found attractive refused to let her touch them.
And yet, she wanted nothing more. Somehow, while watching their coupling, these unappealing little men had become very appealing indeed.
This land through the looking glass really was a backward kind of place!
She cleared her throat. “May I please put your long, hard cocks in my mouth and lick them with my tongue?”
The Tweedles stared at one another and then looked back to her. “Certainly! Why didn’t you ask that in the first place?”
And although Alice definitely should have felt put out and frustrated and longing to kill them both over that last remark, instead she got down on her knees in the green, green grass and began to lick the two crossed shafts as they rubbed against one other.
She ran her tongue over Tweedle Dee’s ridge and underneath to his swinging sack. Then she worked her way back to the place where they crossed and lavished her attention on Tweedle Dum. Pretty soon she couldn’t tell Dum from Dee or Dee from Dum, it just seemed like one big pleasure pretzel that existed simply for her pleasurable pleasure.
Each man grasped a breast and played with her pulsing nipples. Tweedle Dee would moan, then Dum would moan. Tweedle Dum would groan and then Dee would groan. With each flick of Alice’s tongue, the men would respond. Each lick of their balls, they’d bellow like elk.
Finally Tweedle Dum caressed her hair, causing her to look up at him. “Let’s try this,” he said, and he poked the tip of his shaft between her lips.
She took the down curve in her mouth, sliding all the way to Dum’s root. And while she sucked and played with her tongue, the up curve’s head rested against her cheek, as if waiting in turn. After several strokes, she moved to the other, working back and forth between the two. Then she took them both, their heads rubbing one another inside her mouth, their tastes mixing and mingling into an intoxicating cocktail.
Sweat slicked her skin and her breasts bounced and swayed and her nipples brushed against the men’s legs. If her mammaries could talk, they would have asked to get in on the fun, but since that was ridiculous, even on this side of the looking glass, Alice had to see to their satisfaction herself.
She took one man’s shaft between her mounds, licking as his head surfaced, then plunging him down to be encased in her flesh. The other moved around behind her, and she could feel her short skirt lifting, cool air quivering over her wetness, and an upward curve probed her slick opening.
Alice spread her thighs wide and reclaimed the down curve with her mouth, and Tweedle Dee sank into her, filling her just as she’d imagined while using her rabbit in front of the mirror.
“Oh, that feels so good,” she said, then sucked Dum hard.
Tweedle Dee gripped her hips and started pumping, his balls slapping her sensitive nub with each plunge.
“Now this is fun!” Dee called. “Are you having fun, Alice?”
“Mmmph,” came her best reply.
“Yes, this is fun,” said Dum from above her. “Are you enjoying
Now the two returned to penis fencing, rubbing one hard length against the other. And as Alice caressed herself in small circles and played with one soft mound of breast, she could feel building that sense of pressure and heat and emptiness. And she was looking at two things that would be perfect to fill it.
“May I please?”
“Please?” said Tweedle Dee.
“Please, please, please?” begged Alice.
“Please, please, please?” echoed Tweedle Dum.
Alice had no idea what else to say. In all honesty, she’d never had to try too hard to get men interested in making love to her. Never had to try at all, really. Not on either side of the looking glass. And now she was standing in front of these two erect and ready shafts with her nipples protruding and her special place dripping with want, and these two men she’d hadn’t even found attractive refused to let her touch them.
And yet, she wanted nothing more. Somehow, while watching their coupling, these unappealing little men had become very appealing indeed.
This land through the looking glass really was a backward kind of place!
She cleared her throat. “May I please put your long, hard cocks in my mouth and lick them with my tongue?”
The Tweedles stared at one another and then looked back to her. “Certainly! Why didn’t you ask that in the first place?”
And although Alice definitely should have felt put out and frustrated and longing to kill them both over that last remark, instead she got down on her knees in the green, green grass and began to lick the two crossed shafts as they rubbed against one other.
She ran her tongue over Tweedle Dee’s ridge and underneath to his swinging sack. Then she worked her way back to the place where they crossed and lavished her attention on Tweedle Dum. Pretty soon she couldn’t tell Dum from Dee or Dee from Dum, it just seemed like one big pleasure pretzel that existed simply for her pleasurable pleasure.
Each man grasped a breast and played with her pulsing nipples. Tweedle Dee would moan, then Dum would moan. Tweedle Dum would groan and then Dee would groan. With each flick of Alice’s tongue, the men would respond. Each lick of their balls, they’d bellow like elk.
Finally Tweedle Dum caressed her hair, causing her to look up at him. “Let’s try this,” he said, and he poked the tip of his shaft between her lips.
She took the down curve in her mouth, sliding all the way to Dum’s root. And while she sucked and played with her tongue, the up curve’s head rested against her cheek, as if waiting in turn. After several strokes, she moved to the other, working back and forth between the two. Then she took them both, their heads rubbing one another inside her mouth, their tastes mixing and mingling into an intoxicating cocktail.
Sweat slicked her skin and her breasts bounced and swayed and her nipples brushed against the men’s legs. If her mammaries could talk, they would have asked to get in on the fun, but since that was ridiculous, even on this side of the looking glass, Alice had to see to their satisfaction herself.
She took one man’s shaft between her mounds, licking as his head surfaced, then plunging him down to be encased in her flesh. The other moved around behind her, and she could feel her short skirt lifting, cool air quivering over her wetness, and an upward curve probed her slick opening.
Alice spread her thighs wide and reclaimed the down curve with her mouth, and Tweedle Dee sank into her, filling her just as she’d imagined while using her rabbit in front of the mirror.
“Oh, that feels so good,” she said, then sucked Dum hard.
Tweedle Dee gripped her hips and started pumping, his balls slapping her sensitive nub with each plunge.
“Now this is fun!” Dee called. “Are you having fun, Alice?”
“Mmmph,” came her best reply.
“Yes, this is fun,” said Dum from above her. “Are you enjoying
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