Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (Second Book of the 50 Shades of Alice Trilogy)

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