Melinda Duchamp - Fifty Shades of Alice in Wonderland

Alice watched the clutch of his buttocks as he danced and the bounce of the package in front, not knowing what to do. She should leave, right away, but whenever she tried to get around Dick, he stepped in front of her, gyrating and grinding. Every time he bumped her, it caused another tingle in Alice, and she was becoming increasingly, uncomfortably aroused.

“Come here, naked girl.” The Duchess said in a sharp tone. “I’ll show you what a rainbow party is.”

Alice did as she was told, grateful to get away from the stripper.

“Isn’t he delicious?” the Duchess asked. “Look at the size of his bulge.”

Dick’s bulge was, indeed, formidable. The Duchess motioned him to come closer. When he did, she pulled the scrap of fabric down until Dick sprang free. He wasn’t quite as long as Pilar, but almost as thick as Alice’s wrist, and as she looked at him, his manhood flexed upward, as if reaching for her.

“Mmm,” The Duchess said. “Isn’t he just lovely?”

Alice had forgotten how to talk.

“Let’s make a beautiful rainbow, shall we Alice?” The Duchess reached into her clutch, pulling out a handful of small cylinders. She spread them onto the floor, chose one, and pulled off the cap and twisted, revealing a length of deep, red lipstick. Puckering up, the Duchess gave her lips a thick coat, then beckoned Dick closer.

Grabbing him roughly, the Duchess opened her mouth and slid his member deep into her cheeks. Dick stopped dancing, and instead stood incredibly still, a deep moan emanating from his chest. Her lips stretched wide to accommodate him, and the Duchess slowly, incredibly, was able to take all of him in, right down to the root.

“Thank you, Duchess,” Dick said. Alice tore her eyes away from the spectacle and looked at Dick’s face. His eyes were closed, his mouth open, and he panted in obvious ecstasy.

Slowly, the Duchess pulled her head away. When he popped free, there was a red lipstick ring encircling his member near the base.

“Your turn,” the Duchess said. “Pick a color.”

Alice was astonished. As arousing as it was to see Dick react to the Duchess’s actions, Alice had never done anything like that before. She’d taken Pilar in her mouth, true. But she’d been half-insane with lust at the time, unable to control herself. And even then, Alice hadn’t known what she was doing. Pilar seemed to enjoy it, but Alice’s technique was amateurish. The Duchess knew exactly what she was doing. She seemed to be in complete control.

“But… I don’t know how,” Alice protested.

“Nonsense. You just put on lipstick and take him in your mouth.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“I’m sure Dick won’t mind if you practice on him. Dick?”

“I wouldn’t mind at all, Alice,” Dick said. “Practice all you like.”

The Duchess picked up a tube of lipstick, extending it. The color was deep blue. She cupped Alice’s chin in one hand and smeared a thick coat across her lips.

“There. Now make the second band of color in the rainbow.”

Dick was right in front of her face, bobbing there, still glistening from the Duchess’s attention.

“I can’t,” Alice said, leaning away.

“See how much he wants you?” the Duchess said.

“Please, Alice,” Dick said. “Please take me in your luscious mouth.”

Alice thought about getting up, running for the door. But that damnable throbbing in her nether regions had gotten worse, and Dick looked so earnest and needy. Maybe she could try it, just once.

She parted her lips, slightly, and moved them to the tip of Dick’s extension. As on Pilar, the head was soft but firm, and as Alice wrapped her lips around it, Dick cried out.

She immediately jerked her head away in alarm. “I’m so sorry! What did I do wrong?”

The Duchess laughed. “Nothing, dear. The poor boy was simply overwhelmed with pleasure.”

“But all I did was put it in my mouth.”

“Trust me, Alice. There is no man in the world who wouldn’t want a woman to take him in her mouth. It is the ultimate in control. They’ll do anything for it. Watch.” She turned to the stripper. “Dick, get down on your knees and put your head under my dress and I’ll put you in my mouth again.”

Dick immediately obeyed. Alice watched, fascinated, as the Duchess began to ride Dick’s mouth like it was a carousel horse. She was rough, smearing her juices all over poor Dick’s face, and it took less than a minute for her to shudder and cry out in release. Then she told Dick to stand, and took Dick’s full length into her throat in a sudden, violent movement.

Dick cried out, “Thank you, Duchess!”

The Duchess bobbed her head twice, and then withdrew.

“Now put your mouth around him and see how far you can take him in, Alice.”

Watching the scene had made Alice’s throbbing become oh so terribly worse. She wished she had the courage to order Dick to lick her, as he had the Duchess, but that was far too embarrassing to even think about. But she did manage to open her mouth, wider this time, and slowly suck Dick in between her cheeks.

“Yes,” Dick said. “Oh, yes. That’s so good.”

“Now bob your head, Alice,” the Duchess said, entangling her fingers in Alice’s hair and guiding her back and forth.

Alice began to get the hang of it, but went in too deep and began to gag. She spat Dick out.

“I’m so sorry, Dick.”

But Dick’s eyes had rolled up into his head, and his hips were bucking uncontrollably. He didn’t seem to mind at all that she’d gagged.

“New color,” the Duchess said. “How about a pretty orange?”

She did up her lips and swallowed Dick, also using her hand to stroke the base of his shaft. After a few pumps, it was Alice’s turn again. Alice selected a bright pink shade of lipstick, even though pink technically wasn’t a color in a rainbow. She imitated the Duchess’s actions, using her hand as well, and Dick began to whimper and shake.

“What a lovely rainbow,” the Duchess said, admiring the multicolored smears of lipstick on his manhood. “Don’t you think so, Dick?”

“Uhng… ungh… ungh…” Dick said.

“They’re so stupid and pliable when you get them to this state,” the Duchess said to Alice. “Right now, if you asked him to, he’d lick your boots.”

“But why?”

“Because men are pigs,” the Duchess said. Then she stood up. “This has been lovely, but I must attend the Queen’s croquet game. She sent an invitation to me, and she gets cross when guests are late. Please finish off Dick for me, Alice.”

“Excuse me?”

“Make him climax. He’s been a dear boy, and deserves his reward. “

“But, I don’t know how.”

“It’s easy, really. Just remember the song.” The Duchess started singing along with the music.

I speak severely to my boy,

I beat him when he sneezes;

For he can thoroughly enjoy

The pepper when he pleases!

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Alice said, wrinkling her brow.

“And why should it?” the Duchess said. “It was written a hundred-and-fifty years ago. But I will say the soup has a lot of pepper in it, and next to the soup is an ice bin. I know that Dick enjoys both. Use your imagination, Alice. You have the power here. Look how badly he wants you. He’ll do anything you ask if you give him the attention he desires. Now I must be off.”

And with that, the Duchess left.

Alice swallowed, her throat gone dry. She thought of Pilar, of all he’d shown her. But as much as she’d already learned about herself, he’d been in control. Alice hadn’t had to do things on her own. And like she had told the Duchess, she didn’t know how.

“Don’t be afraid. You’re doing an excellent job.”