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

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 yourself, Alice?”
    “Mmmph,” she answered again.
    But if they could understand her words, they would have heard her say, “Oh my heavens, yes!” Because with a cock in her mouth and a cock in her slot, Alice was having a WONDERFUL time. And all of her reservations about them being gay or being round and unattractive or being annoying as all hell seemed petty and silly and nothing but a distant memory.
    When Tweedle Dee got tired, he sat down on the grass. Alice climbed upon his lap, and sank onto his stiff upturned pole. Then Tweedle Dum stood over Dee, his manhood thrusting into her mouth.
    “Oh, what a view,” rhapsodized Dee. “Dum looks so sexy thrusting into your sweet mouth. I can see his balls swing against your chin. Don’t you think that’s a lovely view, Alice?”
    “Mmmph.”
    Tweedle Dum stared down at Dee. “Oh, what a view,” he said, “I can see Dee driving up into you and making your tits buck like you’re in a rodeo. Don’t you think that’s a lovely view, Alice?”
    Alice pulled her head back and glanced up at Tweedle Dum. “Look, you want me to talk, or suck?”
    “I’d vote for the sucking,” helpful Tweedle Dee offered.
    “Agreed,” said Tweedle Dum. “Please get back to it, Alice.”
    “Gladly.”
    Alice took him as deep into her mouth as she could, all the way to where her tonsils would have been if they hadn’t been removed when she was seven. Soon she found the perfect rhythm, sucking on Dum while bouncing on Dee, her breasts jostling freely and the pressure building inside her like a boiler about to explode.
    And so she did, the feeling growing and growing until she couldn’t ram down on Dee fast enough or suck Dum hard enough. And she shattered and screamed out, and wave after wave of orgasmic contractions hit her.
    When the waves of ecstasy ebbed, she grabbed ahold of Tweedle Dum’s love handles and sagged against his legs.
    “You’re not tired, are you, Alice?” he asked.
    “You’re not tired, are you, Alice?” echoed Dee.
    And together they said, “Because we have a lot more fun in store for you.”
    So although Alice was tired, she couldn’t deny they were still hard. Really hard. And if she’d learned anything in her time beyond the looking glass, it was that she had to do her best to pleasure others if they took the time to pleasure her.
    “Bring it on, boys,” she said with a smile.
    And they did.
    They tried all manner of combinations, those three in the field that day. Dum on Alice and Dee on Dum. Dum on Dee with Alice underneath. Alice sucking Dum and Dee sucking Alice.
    And the best part? Alice was pretty sure none of it was approved by the Red Queen.
    Finally Alice lay back in the grass almost too tired to move, and Dee and Dum were on either side of her, kneeling on the grass, their members still hard as could be and stretching full length over her when Dee announced, “I’m ready to come.”
    “I’m ready to come, too,” agreed Dum. “And I