Message-ID: <650eli$9704271006@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: Path: qz!news.accessus.net!not-for-mail X-Path-Preload: news.accessus.net preloaded to thwart rogue canceller there Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: ROLLER666@aol.com Subject: FUCK DECENCY 252 Cunt Castle (nnd) Andrew Roller Presents FUCK DECENCY Issue No. 252 Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in Cunt Castle Chapter Two I wept with pleasure as I was filled and squeezed and even banged on my bottom. Bev must have wished she were a man, the way she kept humping my ass with her bereft pussy, having nothing to 'do' me with, and me having nothing but buttflesh to reward her with. Somewhere very deep within me Jack erupted in a spasm of cum. I felt my womb flood with him and, at that moment, honestly wished I'd get pregnant with his seed and stay that way for the rest of my life, forever big-tummied, always bearing more and more and more young, until I was as old and loose and fat as Maria the maid. "Oooh, he DID her," Polly announced when Jack and I finally separated. "Yes, dear, but I TOLD you not to play with your pussy," Rose told the girl. She stood there bare-legged, wearing just her manacles, rubbing her hand quite naturally and artlessly over her cunt. Her child's thighs were parted in a wide stance, and her tummy heaved in and out as she watched with fascination our bedroom play. I wanted to run up to her and put her angel-like form in a crib and protect her from all she was seeing. And yet, she looked so sweet, so innocent, just standing there masturbating herself, that I finally decided I liked seeing her that way better, with her new young tits wobbling on her chest, and her eyes like saucers. Rose had to smack her bottom to get her to take away her hand but, the minute Rose turned back to Louis and Andre, Polly was at it again, completely ignoring Rose's injunction, as if she'd never been told it. "Can I play too?" Polly asked us, still fondling herself. "Well," I grinned, looking at Bev. "I don't know that there's much left in this young stallion, big as he is." Jack heaved a heavy sigh, still flat on his back, but certainly less full in his testicles than he'd been an hour ago. Our dinner tray, its food completely uneaten, had fallen off our bed and lay angled up against it. "I'm afraid it's time for bed," Rose said. "Bathtime, then bedtime, for both of you." Behind me I realized the sun was beginning to set. It would be time for Branson soon. Could I bear it? I knew not what to do. Louis desisted his rubbing, without cuming, and forced his rod brutally back into his pants. He could not get his zipper up, but I doubted anyone in the castle would care. He could have left his dick sticking out, probably, but I imagined he did not want to show it to other men. At least not more than was required. Men are funny. In a locker room, or a bedroom, they strut about showing their stuff, but put them out in a hallway, or some such, and up that zipper goes, depriving us girls of our favorite sight! "I'll fill the tub," Bev offered, clambering off the bed. Her gait was awkward as she went to the bathroom. I quickly followed. I had to GO, and was determined that nothing would stop me from reaching the potty. I scooted through the door behind her and plumped my bottom right down on the toilet seat, not asking anyone's permission. "Oh, you saved it up 'til we were done," Bev smiled, turning on our bathwater. "Not by choice," I replied. "I just got distracted so's that I didn't notice." "And to think when I was your age I was still sitting alone in my room collecting Beatles photos," Bev sighed. "And Lennon was dead already, of course, with no hope of the band reuniting. Oh well, show's you what the music of the 80's was like." Her bosoms bobbled on her chest as she stooped down to check the water temperature. Then she made a trip to the towel closet to fetch some bath soap and bubble bath. "It was terrible music, or so I've heard," I commented to Bev, still peeing out my stream of golden urine. "I was too young to know." "You didn't miss anything," Bev replied. "Cobain had to shoot himself to get music in really high gear. Too bad. Eleven million dollars, any girl he wanted, and he wasn't happy. He was a pipsqueak, though, physically. His penis won't be missed, I imagine, just his scruffy good looks, his insanity, and his voice." "I like Bush," I told her. "No you don't, you're just making a joke 'cause of the name," Bev replied. "Well, the Butthole Surfers then," I smiled at her. "Or is it Penis? I mean, Primus?" "How about Porno...for Pyros?" Bev asked. She advanced across the floor toward me. "Belly!" I replied, slapping my own, wondering if Jack would indeed be found to have filled it up. I wasn't sure I'd taken any pills lately. "HOle!" Bev screamed, and she bent low and stuck her finger in mine. It was still all stretchy, from Jack's massive erection being pumped in and out of it. I retaliated, putting my own finger up hers. "Girls, there's really plenty of cock to go around here," Rose intoned, and we both looked up, shocked, to see her standing in the doorway, looking at us. "Sorry," I breathed. "Me too," Bev answered. "Oh, I do NOT want to be whipped, and I especially don't want to have to take a baaaath!" Polly, making a handful of herself, bleated and whined as Louis and Andre escorted her into the bathroom. Jack followed, a bit sheepishly, I think, being all naked with the other two men dressed up in suits. He ambled past them, his buttcheeks naked and exposed, his cock dangling down and his balls swaying quite loosely and emptily. I got up from the toilet, flushed it, and he took my place, peeing into it without noticing to raise the seat, as men so often do. "Jack! Please put up the seat!" Rose corrected him. She advanced to him and slapped his ass, which only made his pee stream miss entirely, and decorate the wallpaper. "I think I've got cunt juice all in my prick hair," Jack commented, ignoring Rose's admonition entirely. Men are sometimes within their own world, and a female slap, even one on their ass that wangles their dick around, only gives them the pleasure they think they deserve whenever they want it. "Jack! Stop peeing and lift the seat!" Rose admonished. She hit him again. For an answer, Jack turned around and began peeing on Rose. "Jack! How dare-" Rose exclaimed. But as his pee hit her, Jack organ elongated to its full size and bloated up with its full girth suddenly restored. Looking at it, Rose felt herself dazzled. Before he'd even stopped peeing, Rose bent and put her mouth to his cock. She did not cover his peehole with her mouth, but bit lightly into the shaft of his cock as he, for his part, kept on wetting her down. As soon as he was done Rose slurped at his slit and kissed him. Bev, watching, laughed, for Rose was not one to go without, and for her to submit herself to Bev's boyfriend in such a whore-ish way was truly unbelievable. But then, so was Jack. (Though, thinking about it, Louis and Andre were not far behind him, Louis especially. But he was the biggest, like Tarzan, lord of the jungle, reining over all the other apes.) Rose knelt in her peestained gown before Jack and begged him to sperm her face. They had not met before, I guessed, at least not in this intimate way. Jack, for his part, urged his loins into his face and made a frank effort to cum. He didn't mind. He was on his fourth go-round and was happy to spurt on command now. Rose clasped his rod and ran her hands up and down it like a madwoman. She clung to his balls and made milking motions, urging him to spew out his spunk. Jack, though erect, was in no hurry. He'd been satiated on me and Bev, and was happy to let his cum come when it came. Rose seemed to value this, somehow, and tried every second to submit herself ever more ignominiously to him. It was as if she relished this sudden break from her regal, polished self, being now just a cheap slut on the bathroom floor, in a peestained gown. VIDEO REVIEWS by holy joe Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity, $14.95. VHS, Color, 80 minutes. Amazing Fantasy Entertainment, 3061 Fletcher Drive, Los Angeles, CA 90065. Item Number: 1003. Review: Let me put it to you bluntly. If you have money, and you produce crap, somebody else is going to wind up with your money. Recently I have been doing research in the "Girlie" section of SunCoast Video. There are a lot of videos stocked in the girlie section, from lots of different manufacturers. There's no 'hard core' porn. (That's at Virgin Megastores and Tower Video, if you're interested.) There's no Penthouse videos. (Those are at Virgin Megastores and Tower Video.) However, everything under the label of 'soft core' porn is at SunCoast Video. And, basically, it's all crap. Perhaps the Playboy videos might escape the 'crap' label, but I've bought enough crappy Playboy videos over the years to put them, essentially, in the 'crap' category too. Dollar for dollar, it may be that Penthouse videos are the best you can buy. I haven't done much research on Penthouse videos, but they do seem to make an effort to please the viewer. 'Hard core' pornography, which I've not seen much of, mostly seems to be crap, as far as I can tell. So there is an opening here, for somebody who wants to make some money in the 'girlie' video business. Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity is, presumably, designed to be a girlie video. I assume the producers of this film did not produce it in order to lose money. Whatever their reasons for making the film, SunCoast Video stocks it in the 'girlie' section of their store. There was a big label on the video which read, "MUST BE 18 YEARS OF AGE TO PURCHASE I.D. REQUIRED" It is possible that the producers of Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity thought they were making a video about the wonders of Science for the benefit and education of our precious children. But, unfortunately, none of our precious children can buy this video. Only I can buy this video. And I bought it to jack off. It's tough to jack off to a video when you're watching it in fast forward. But, when there's nothing good on the video, what can you do? I'm not going to spend 80 fucking minutes watching it in regular speed. A number of girlie videos these days are shot on shitty tape, or at a shitty tape speed. At least, in the case of this video, I can report that they shot it on film and manufactured it in a quality manner. There's just nothing good happening in this video, that's all. If you go to the video store, here is what you will see. On the back of this box, there is a very luscious babe. Her hands are bound above her and there is a big chain around her neck. Naturally, if you're like me, you'll think, "Wow! This has GOT to be good!" Cute girl, bondage. There must be $14.95 worth of entertainment on this tape!" There isn't. Now, let me make something clear. I'm not looking for 'hard core' pornography. I DON'T want to see some shitty dude take out his big fat penis and fuck the girl. That's not really what I'm interested in. So I'm not reviewing this tape, thinking, "Too bad she didn't get fucked." I could basically care less if she gets fucked. I'd prefer if there were no men AT ALL in the film. And, frankly, if there's a bunch of shitty lesbian broads bonking each other with dildoes, that can be a pretty crappy video too. So let us, once again, count up this movie's positive points: 1. The movie was actually shot on film. 2. It actually has some good-looking females in it. 3. It was reproduced on quality video tape. And, let's remember: 1. It is stocked in the 'girlie' section. 2. Nobody under 18 is allowed to buy it. Given the above, you would think the producers of this film would decide to make a film that makes the viewer happy, and makes a profit for themselves. Instead, the girls in this film are almost never nude. They do almost nothing that is interesting. There is a brief scene in which they are bound in chains, but the scene is not interesting. (It may even have been 'campy,' played for laughs, but I'm not sure because I watched this whole film in fast forward.) Basically, this film amounts to an unimaginative, low budget ripoff of the 1960's sexploitational film, "When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth." Except, in this film, there are no dinosaurs. Despite being a low budget film, this movie cost a considerable amount of money to make. You'd think the producers would want to recoup their investment. Here's how to do it, guys: 1. The girls have to be naked. I can go to the beach and watch girls in bikinis. Have them take their bikinis OFF. (And *show* them taking their bikinis off. I like watching girls undressing.) 2. The girls should do fun things. What do I mean by fun things? Here's some ideas: A- Have the girls, in the nude, enjoy a wienie roast and a marshmallow roast. Have them eat the wienies and the roasted marshmallows with their fingers. Have them feed the wienies and roasted marshmallows to each other. Make them slowly get messy as they're eating. B- Messy girls need to take a bath. Have them fill a tub (show it), add Mr. Bubble, and take a bath together. Have them wash each other. Have them blow bubbles while they're in the bath with a bubble-blower wand. Make them play with a rubber duckie and other toys in the bath. C- Naughty girls stay in the bathtub too long. Have another girl, who's a little older, warn the girls that if they play in the tub too long she'll whip their heinies with a riding crop. D- Whip the girls, while they are still in the bath, with a riding crop. (You don't need to do it too hard or anything. It's the concept that's important, not how hard it is.) E- Time for bed! Now the naughty girls are forgiven by their mistress. She dries their tears and dresses them in pajamas. What kind of pajamas? Well, how's this? The girls are topless, but they wear trouser-pajamas that have a flap in back. (Naturally, their flaps pop open, revealing their nude bottoms.) Mistress reads the girls a story and tucks them in. F- With mistress gone, the girls get up and blame each other for staying too long in the bathtub. Next thing you know, they're having a pillow fight. Feathers fly everywhere! Soon, the girls even have feathers stuck in their ass cracks. Oh, yes. Another part of the pillow fight is that they yank each other's pajama pants down. G- After a good night's sleep, the girls awaken. What next? Most anything is possible. They might play out in the front yard with a hose, causing various nerdy drivers to crash their automobiles. They might be taken to jail and strip-searched for causing all those motorists to crash. Or they might enjoy a quiet day playing out back, in a baby pool. H- Or, the girls might go river rafting. Admittedly, a river ride costs more to produce than a quiet sit in a backyard baby pool. However, a river ride has only one purpose: to allow the pervert (that's me) to see the breasts of the girls bounce up and down as the girls go bouncing down the river. Remember to have the girls ride the river topless, okay? Don't be stupid, like Playboy, and leave their tops on as they go shooting over those rapids. I want to see their boobs bounce up and down and up and down and... (well, you get the idea.) And they should look kinda scared as they bounce up and down, topless, over those rapids. I- Chores! There's nothing like seeing females forced to exert themselves. Naturally they should be very scantily clad, or naked, as they're doing their chores. Collecting firewood, or cleaning the fireplace, most anything is possible. J- Horses! Again, the main reason to put a girl on a horse is so the viewer can watch her naked boobs bounce up and down. K- The playground! In the 90's, this is an excellent place to film a bunch of girls 'screwing around.' They can push each other on swings, slide down slides, bury each other's body parts in a sand box, etc. L- Fighting! It's always fun to watch girls wrestle in jello, mud, oil, etc. Remember these points, however: a. The girls have GOT to be cute. Nobody cares about ugly lesbian bitches fighting. b. The main point of the fight is to watch the girls rip each other's clothes off, put shit in each other's clothes, and get each other all messy. I *do not* want to see them tearing out each other's hair. I *do* want to see them smearing mud in each other's (previously clean and pretty) hair. Now, none of the things I've listed above are 'hard core' pornography. It's basically just cute girls, with very little clothing, doing cute girl-type things. Senator Hatch and the feminists might not like your video, but their agenda is to put you COMPLETELY out of business. They don't want you to produce any videos for me to watch, EVER. So fuck them. Trying to please them is like trying to please the Ayatollah Khomeini. Hopefully we will have no more wastes of time, effort, girls, and money like Slave Girls from Beyond Infinity. All I can say about this video is: "Don't buy it. It's crap." Joe Bob Briggs will probably love it, but then he publishes a newsletter called "We are the Weird," so don't consider his adulation to be the final word on whether you've made a good movie or not. And, especially, as far as my wallet is concerned, don't take his opinion as the final one on whether you'll *make any money* on your film. That is the point, right? If you don't make any money, pretty soon you're out of business. Then you can't even make any videos, no matter how many great ideas you might have. AND IN THE END... 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