Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (4 page)

Sweat bloomed on Alice’s skin, and wet heat pooled between her thighs. She pulled her gaze away, not sure where to look.

Lily and Daisy stood and stepped close to her, as well. Now wherever Alice directed her eyes, there were soft mounds to touch and erect nipples begging to be licked and sucked and…

“Um… Are there any men around?”

Lily smiled slyly. “Have you ever rubbed your tits against another woman’s nipples, Alice?”

Alice’s throat felt dry, and to her horror, her nipples tingled, hard and erect at the thought.

“Um… I like it when men suck my nipples. Especially when another man is thrusting into me from behind.”

Rose arched her back and brushed her prominent nipples against Alice’s as the White Queen had done earlier. Only the White Queen had not been wearing jewelry, and the addition of the silver rings embedded with diamonds made a shiver ripple over Alice’s whole body and zing straight to the core of her femininity.

“You liked that, didn’t you, Alice?” asked Rose and rubbed against Alice again, and her skin was indeed slippery.

An involuntary moan issued from Alice’s lips. She had to get ahold of herself. “I like it when men…”

“You sure talk about men-folk a lot,” said Daisy, as she dipped her delicate fingers into the V between Alice’s thighs, making her gasp. “And yet, you are mighty wet. Mighty wet.”

“Do our tits turn you on, Alice?” Lily took Alice’s hand and cupped it over a tattooed breast. Her nipple poked between Alice’s fingers.

Alice rolled it with her fingertips despite herself. “I’m… I’m not gay.”

“Well, bless your heart. You don’t have to be gay, Alice.” Daisy slid her finger against one side of Alice’s clitoris, then the other, sending powerful tremors through Alice’s body.

“She’s right, you know, Alice.” Lily slid a hand under Alice’s bottom and skated a finger inside her pleasure tunnel. “You just have to enjoy yourself.”

“Are you enjoying yourself, Alice dear?” asked Rose, pressing her bodacious breasts firmly against Alice’s and gliding her nipples up and down.

Alice was confused… and incredibly turned on… which confused her even more. “But if I enjoy myself, doesn’t that mean I’m gay?”

“Well, I’m gay,” said Daisy.

“And I’m gay,” said Rose. “Is there a problem with that?”

“No,” Alice said, and for the first time, she really thought about that question and what she was feeling, and realized that
was
really how she felt.

Could it be that she had accused Lewis of being gay when really it was her who was a lesbian all along? “I guess I have to be gay then,” she concluded aloud.

“You don’t have to be anything,” said Lily. “We are what we are. There shouldn’t be a
have to
.”

“But I’m having sex with three women,” said Alice. “So I must be a lesbian, right?”

“I’m not a lesbian,” said Lily. “I enjoy both men and women. If anything, I’m more partial to a good, stiff cock. But I’d say I’m pansexual.”

“What do you mean? You’re turned on by pots and pans?”

Lily laughed. “I’m attracted to all people, regardless of gender. I just like sex. Giving and receiving pleasure. Perhaps you’re like that as well.”

Now Alice was really sweating and throbbing and tingling. She was also still confused. “So I can like both playing with your nipples and having sex with a man?”

“You can like anything you want, Alice. Just as you should be tolerant of what others like.”

And Alice couldn’t argue with that, but truth be told, she couldn’t argue with anything right then, with Rose’s nipples stroking hers, Daisy toying with her sensitive nubbin, and Lily plunging two fingers into her special place. Alice was unable to focus on anything but how good she felt.

Except, maybe, that she wanted to make the others feel good, too.

She ran her hand down Lily’s belly and over the pubic hair sculpted with tiger stripes.

“Now you’re getting the idea,” cooed Lily and spread her legs.

Lily was as wet as Alice, and as Alice slid her fingers over her stiff clitoris and dipped into her garden of delight, she felt a thrill that she must have excited these three as much as they’d excited her.

Next she lowered her mouth to one of Rose’s generous nipples and ran her tongue over the stiff peak.

“Oh, honey,” Rose said on a breath.

Alice suckled and licked and massaged the full mounds.

Daisy dropped to her knees and began to lick Alice in the precious spot where Daisy’s fingers first had fondled. And between Rose in her mouth, her fingers inside Lily, and Daisy lapping at her center of desire, Alice’s legs started to shake. “Oh my,” she exclaimed around Rosie’s big breast. “I think I might fall.”

And all four began to giggle and laugh.

“Have you ever tasted a woman, Alice?” Daisy drawled, smiling up at her, lips and chin glistening with Alice’s juices.

“No,” Alice answered politely. Just a short time ago, she would have been flabbergasted at the idea, but now it was sounding like something she’d like to try. “May I?”

And Daisy reclined in the grass and spread her pale legs wide to the bright afternoon sun. She was shaved smooth, just like Alice, and in her center emanated the most delightful golden gleam.

“What is that?” Alice asked.

Lily laughed. “Why don’t you kneel down and find out?”

So Alice did, and she discovered Daisy’s womanhood was pierced like Rose’s nipples, but the jewelry adorning Daisy was as golden as the center of a… well, a daisy.

“Daisy has a piercing. It makes the clitoris more sensitive,” Rose explained. “The same as the jewelry in my nipples.”

“Taste her,” Lily urged.

So Alice lowered her head to Daisy and ran a fat lick over the petal of soft skin. Daisy moaned, her hips shuddering.

Did I do that?
Alice thought. She licked again, and Daisy cried out, even louder.

“Do it gently at first,” Lily told her. “Then harder as she gets closer to coming.”

“How will I know?” Alice asked.

Lily smiled. “Oh, you’ll know. Also, lift that luscious little bottom in the air. I have something for you.”

Alice did as instructed. She tongued Daisy softly, making her mewl like her kitten, Creampie, did when she was hungry. Daisy’s nectar turned on Alice something fierce, and she was surprised how much she liked the taste. So wet and hot, with a tiny bit of tang. Alice licked her up and down, and then side to side, and then made little circles around the gold ring.

Rose lay down next to them, bringing her hands first to Daisy’s breasts, then to Alice’s, rubbing and tugging and pinching.

Daisy clutched Alice’s head, her hips bucking. “Oh yes,” she moaned. “Yesssssss.”

“Do it harder!” Lily said. “And stick your butt out!”

Alice began to tongue Daisy with more pressure, using her chin and lips as well. She worked the clit ring, tugging it this way and that, sucking it into her mouth over and over as fast as she could.

“Give it to her!” Alice heard someone yell. It was a man, his voice coming from the garden. She stopped just long enough to look up on the ridge, and saw several of the couples had stopped their missionary sex and had gotten out of bed to stare at Alice and the wildflowers. The men were tugging on their members mercilessly, and the women were fingering themselves, their eyes wet with lust.

Then Alice screamed, for a man had penetrated her from behind just as Rose pinched Alice’s nipples. It was stiff and thick and filled her up so completely and wonderfully. She turned to thank the man for doing her such a nice favor, and saw it wasn’t a man at all. Lily was behind Alice, wearing a pair of black leather underwear that had a rubber dildo in the front.

“Strap-on,” Lily said, pounding into Alice. She brought her fingers to Alice’s clit, matching the stroke of her hips. “Finish off Daisy.”

Alice buried her face in Daisy, wanting to devour her, each stroke of her tongue matching the thrust of Lily’s hips. Daisy began to scream, and Lily had been right—Alice
knew
she was coming. She pushed two fingers inside Daisy’s slot, jamming them in and out as she continued to lick, feeling her own wave cresting as Lily pounded into her.

“OH MY GOD!” cried Daisy, grabbing Alice’s hair, pressing up into her as spasms shook her whole body. And then Alice was screaming as well, deep in her throat as Rose pulled her nipples and the crowd above cheered and applauded.

“Change positions!” Lily yelled.

While still in the throes of orgasm, Alice was pulled off of Daisy and flipped onto her shoulders, her hips held up in the air as Lily continued her thrusting. Alice watched Lily’s breasts bounce with each plunge, then stared, wide eyed, her mouth open in ecstasy, at the ridge where the people watched. Two men continued to furiously pull on their long shafts, their hands blurry, but several couples had returned to their beds, or the hedges, or the grass, making love in different positions with vigor and throaty lust, even as their eyes continued to devour Alice and the flowers on the hill.

Then Alice’s view of her audience was blocked as Rose lowered herself onto Alice’s mouth. Alice immediately began to lick her and nibble on her, putting her hands on Rose’s hips to pull her closer. Rose was extremely wet, and tasted sweeter than Daisy, coating Alice’s face as she ground against her.

Somehow, Alice’s hips stayed elevated, Lily continuing to drive into her, and then another feeling joined it.

A tongue. A glorious, ravenous tongue.

As Lily made love to Alice with the strap-on, Daisy had moved her face to where they were joined, and Lily gave her enough space to lap at Alice’s clitoris while she was being thrust into.

Rose reached down, seeking Alice’s tender nipples, riding Alice’s tongue with a frenzy. She began to groan, and then her thighs locked around Alice’s neck and for a moment Alice thought she might smother, and somehow that made what Lily and Daisy were doing even more exciting, and Alice climaxed a second time, screaming into Rose.

Then Daisy abruptly pulled back. “The Queen, she’s coming! I can hear her footsteps!”

And all three women moved away from Alice, leaving her squirming and confused on the grass. When she was able to get her bearings, Alice saw the Queen was staring down at them. Only she wasn’t wearing red leather. Instead she sported a white garter belt, stockings and shoes, her breasts and special place still bare for the world to see. And in her hand, she held a bundle tied with a bow.

The White Queen.

Alice blew out a breath of relief, and then began to tremble uncontrollably.

“I see you’ve opened your mind a bit, Alice,” said the White Queen, smiling at Alice and the other three naked women in turn. “That’s a good start. You’re on your way to becoming a queen.”

Alice could feel the three wild flowers staring at her. She managed to sit up, with help from Rose and Daisy.

It was Lily who spoke first. “You’re going to become a queen?”

Alice blew out a big breath. “I’m… um… trying my best to open my mind so I can.”

Then the three wildflowers, and the Queen as well, jumped up and down with an oddly out of place cheer that would have been more at home in a sex movie aimed at teenaged boys than an erotic fairy tale like this. And when the White Queen’s breasts had stopped bouncing, she handed Alice the package she carried.

“A gift for you.”

“Thank you.” Alice unwrapped the package, hoping it was a pair of thigh high boots to make her legs and bottom look marvelous. Instead, it was clothing.

“Thank you,” Alice said.

Alice wasn’t sure what kind of clothing, exactly, but Lily, Rose, and Daisy were already dressing her.

“There,” Lily said. “All done.”

Alice looked at her new outfit. The white blouse and short, plaid skirt made her feel as if she’d just stepped out of an adult Japanese anime, only her hair wasn’t blue. Her pumps were, though, and they almost glowed next to her crisp white ankle socks.

Well, at least the outfit covered most of her bare bottom, and except for being very thin fabric, the blouse covered her nipples. That was better than she’d done in Wonderland.

“Now you’d better go,” said the White Queen. “The Red Queen is bound to come out any minute to check what positions are being used, and I’d like to slip in a little fun before she does, if you know what I mean.” And with a wink, the White Queen walked back down the path and disappeared behind the hedge.

Alice glanced this way and that, unsure what to do next. “So which way does one go to open her mind?” she asked the three.

“You should go into the Sunny Bunny Fun Field of Happiness. I bet you could open your mind there.” Rose answered.

“Where is that?”

Lily extended one arm in a point. “Through the hedge, there’s a path. Go to a fork, and make sure you go left, not right.”

“What’s right?”

“Dreadful Famine Disease Povertyland.” Daisy supplied.

“That does sound dreadful,” Alice said.

Daisy shrugged. “Everyone has their kinks.”

“Goodbye, Alice,” Lily said. “It’s been a lot of fun.”

The women all shared a warm hug, and then Alice was once again on her way.

Feeling tingly all over, Alice walked through a grassy field so green it looked artificially dyed. The ground seemed to suck onto the heels of her blue pumps with every step, and her tight outfit, though flattering, wasn’t very warm. The gentle breeze kicked up under her plaid skirt and tickled Alice between her legs. She shivered, feeling her nipples harden under her white blouse, and she looked down and saw their stark outline through the thin fabric.

“It was kind of the Queen to give me these clothes, but they are rather revealing,”
Alice thought.

Unsure of where to go, Alice walked up a gentle slope and peered down into a valley filled with bright daisies, lush apple trees, and brightly colored birds singing playfully. She felt as if she’d stepped into a Disney cartoon.

“I half-expect the animals to start talking,” she said to a fat bumble bee as it buzzed past her nose.

“Fuck off,” said the bee.