Alice

[dandpita]

The conversation was animated. You made a snide comment and the lady to your left laughed, covering her mouth in that mock lady-like way common in polite society. The contagious laughter overtook you and your head tilted back in an expression of merriment. The joke escaped me as I was captured by the brief moment that your neck was vulnerable and exposed. I could think only of how last night I seized a similar moment to enslave you with my kisses. I could feel myself growing wet as my thoughts trailed the kisses I spread across your body from your neck to your ears, down your body, occasionally nibbling as I went. I was becoming uncomfortable in my dress and I moved through the crowd trying to distract myself, although my mind wandered down paths of greater interest. I looked for a waiter. I needed another drink. However the more my mind blurred so did the lines of reality and fantasy. I must admit fantasy was much more entertaining.
I found another glass of wine, or maybe it was two. It really seemed pointless to count. The waiter was disguised as the Ace of Hearts and I lamented I had chosen to be Alice at this fiasco instead of something more fitting like the Queen of Hearts. I hated masquerade parties. A man standing alone on the balcony caught my eye. He had loosened his tie and leaned casually against the railing enjoying a cigar. He was dressed as Zorro and he had dark hair and a strong lean build to accentuate the costume. I liked to imagine myself as the tigress moving in on her prey, as I stalked across the room toward him. He didn’t notice my approach until my breath raised the hairs on the back of his neck. He was a man of great composure however and if I startled him, he hid it well. ‘Good evening’ I said. ‘It is a beautiful night isn’t it?’ He merely nodded his agreement, depriving me of the deep sweet tones I expected from him. His eyes bore a hole through my confident tigress posture and I began to wonder if I were not the prey after all, captured a second time in one evening. When he leaned into me my breath caught in my throat. His tongue explored the edge of my ear. My body swayed into him, attempting to connect every part of me with him. His cigar had magically disappeared, his hand searching like me for a more entertaining pursuit. He reached possessively into the bodice of my evening gown and grabbed my breast.
He pushed me into the corner of the balcony pressing me up against the wall so that we weren’t as easily seen. His whole body imprisoned me. He wasted no effort with gentleness but yanked both my breasts from my dress and bit my nipples one and then the other. I pushed against him part in distress part in pleasure. I moaned loudly and he clasped his hand over my mouth. I could feel each finger outlined against my mouth. His other hand moved on, sliding my dress up, brushing my thigh as he slid the fabric up to my waist. I could feel his hard cock through his pants. My thong offered little resistance. The rough brick scratched my back as he ground against me. I felt a gust of cold air as he suddenly pulled away. He grabbed both my shoulders and flipped me over forcing my face against the hard brick. My nipples were tortured by the rough cold surface. One of his hands held a fist full of my hair and held my head down. The other returned to my cunt where he inserted a finger then two. I finally heard those deep sweet tones I had longed for earlier, however they were no longer that welcome, not sweet but harsh. ‘You are so wet. You are such a slut. Poor little thing needs a good fucking don’t you?’ This time I didn’t answer but whimpered a little as the brick scratched my cheek. ‘I bet when you are in bed alone at night you touch yourself thinking about my hard cock shoved into your cunt, don’t you?’ He leaned in and whispered in my ear. ‘Well tonight your fantasy is going to come true slut.’ He had unzipped his pants and he thrust his cock deep into me.
‘There you are ma Cherie. I have been looking everywhere for you.’ And there you were. Your beautiful hair disheveled, tendrils falling gracefully around your face. Your big green eyes wide, dancing with amusement and mischief. Your gown was simple, exposing your large breasts and clinging seductively to each curve. You put Marilyn Monroe to shame. Here I was in what might have easily been considered a distressful situation but all I could do was laugh. My would-be captor was actually a little startled by my outburst. He turned from you and again shoved his face up close to mine. ‘The thing is…I don’t sleep alone’ I said matter of factly.
You walked over and smacked him squarely on the ass. This man whose composure was so note worthy before was clearly unhinged. The smile on your face betrayed a playful side that both intrigued and confused him. He felt caught in some forbidden act but there was no accusing eye or cry of outrage from you. You smacked him again, this time a little harder. You moved your fingers over his ass and forced in a finger, then two. He bucked and loosened the force with which he had me pinned. You reached a hand between us and ran your fingers over his balls, then took them firmly in your hand. I felt his cock grow softer. Although you still smiled gaily, he felt this could become less entertaining. He backed away from me slightly and his cock slid out. He still stood close; the three of us huddled in the corner aware of the party going on just inside the door. You leaned against the wall next to me, to where I could feel the soft satin of your dress as you slid down to your knees and took his cock in your mouth. He moaned but it was cut short by a harsh glance from me. I turned so my back faced the wall and I could watch him squirm under your skillful tongue. My cunt was wet before but it grew wetter watching you suck and lick his now rock hard cock. I ran my fingers through your hair and down your neck and back. You finally turned your attention to me, pressing me back up against the wall. You pressed your lips to my cunt and tasted me, sucking long and hard, flicking your tongue over my clit. I squirmed with satisfaction. I had longed all night for your touch. I put my hand on the back of your head and pressed you into my cunt, longing for more.
At last the man accepted his situation with a bit of grace and fondled himself. I reached my other hand toward his cock and stroked him. He leaned in and whispered to us. ‘I’m going to cum now’. You moved quickly away and I grabbed his ass and impaled myself on his cock. I arched against him as he emptied himself inside me. Spent he pulled away from me and leaned against the wall fumbling with his pants. You returned to me, sweetly and hungrily, you began to lick and suck the cum from my pussy. The cum covered your mouth, nose and cheeks as you feasted on it. ‘I’m going to cum’ I said. I came hard against your lips. You still sucked and licked my sensitive clit until I begged you to stop. The man seemed frozen in time, unable to assist, unwilling to leave. Finally you got up and redressed me, making sure my dress was tidy and presentable again. My legs were weak but I took your hand and we returned to the party leaving him standing there like a statue.
We parted ways so you could go wash your face and I watched you walk away savoring the sway of your hips. I was anxious to leave but you had business contacts you still needed to mingle with. You had already given me such pleasure I could wait to satisfy my other selfish desires. I decided to try to mingle. I rolled my eyes at the obnoxious antics of the rich and drunk. All the money in the world couldn’t buy them forgiveness for being human. It made me think of all the ways society breaks us into categories, separates and attempts to define us. How people struggle to differentiate themselves only to find the base of our nature unchangeable, the intoxication of alcohol, the desire for love, and the drive to fuck. I looked for the Ace of Hearts with the glasses of wine but I couldn’t find him. I decided it was just as well. Any more wine and I would find myself either performing a table dance or holding a philosophy class in the corner.
I wandered out into the back yard. It was huge and beautifully landscaped. I had to resist the urge to skip. The combination of the Alice in Wonderland costume and the wine was bringing out a silly childishness in me. I worked my way farther from the house. It would be one thing to get caught fucking on the balcony but skipping!? That was something I preferred not to have to explain. I realized I was again putting myself in a vulnerable position but I felt how wet my cunt was and I decided it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. I was rewarded as I skipped around the corner. There on a stone bench sat a man dressed as soldier. I approached cautiously making enough noise to alert him to my presence. He turned and smiled. He was quite attractive. I smiled back shyly. I was after all feeling quite shy and innocent. ‘Hi little girl’ he said. ‘Would you like to sit down and rest for a minute?’ I sat on the other end of the bench, crossing my legs demurely.
‘I have a piece of peppermint candy. Would you like some?’ he offered. I laughed and took the candy. I left my mouth open slightly so he could see the way I rolled my tongue over the candy, playing with it in my mouth. ‘It’s a little chilly tonight, Alice, if you like you can sit close to me and I will keep you warm.’ I scooted up close to him, my thigh pressing against his. I let my hand fall on his upper thigh. He put his arm around me gently, his hand resting at my waist. There was a softness about him that seduced me. I am always curious to understand the appeal of school girls to men. I am never sure if it is a desire to recapture or worship innocence or if it is the desire to destroy and possess it. Either way I was happy to accommodate him tonight. He slyly moved his hand up from my waist to try and cradle my breast. I leaned into him. He licked my ear and nuzzled my neck. I moaned softly. His soft kisses moved down my neck to the spot between my breasts. ‘May I?’ he asked sweetly. I had to stifle a laugh. ‘I guess…’ He slowly inched my bodice down and licked my breasts. He twirled his tongue around my nipples, teasing. It was the gentle hand of a lover that worked its up my calves, to my inner thighs and found my cunt dripping wet. He eased one finger into me and I moaned. He used two more and slowly fucked my cunt with his hand. I was close to cumming but I wanted to pleasure him. I pushed him away and dropped down to my knees in front of him.
I undid his pants and licked his cock. He respectfully kept caressing me tenderly as I sucked him. I stood up, turned my ass to him and sat down on his lap sliding his cock into me. I rode him slowly at first. He was so hard inside me it was hard for me to keep my control. He cried out, grabbing my ass and cumming inside me. When I was sure he was done I got up and kissed his nose. He laughed. I smiled and skipped away.
This dreaded party was really becoming quite bearable. It was past time to find the Ace of Hearts again and I was pretty sure I had seen a rather cute Mad Hatter somewhere….

[Foamy Beers]

Arousing tale!!

After the Mad Hatter, maybe you'll find a Rabbit in a Waistcoat, and get some Bunny-style attention, too!

Good job!