Alices Gift From Wonderland

Chapter 1

The sky was clear and blue above the naked man and woman fucking passionately beside the little creek that ran lazily through the spring green country meadow surrounding them. Alice's nails dug into Kevin's skin as his marvelously thick, rock hard cock pounded relentlessly into her pussy. She could tell he was trembling on the brink of orgasm, and she wasn't far behind. She could also tell he was going to come first, and she prayed he would hold on the extra few strokes she would need to get over the top herself after he came.

"Please? Please? Please?" she pleaded silently in her mind as the muscles inside her tightened around Kevin's hot shaft in anticipatory, pre-orgasmic tension. "Please hold on, Kevin. Please hold on!" But, as she finished the thought, he suddenly withdrew and began masturbating himself while stretching upwards to spray her face and chest with the come that pulsed from him in seemingly endless spurts.

Though the feel and scent of his come usually gave her an erotic rush, her frustration at having been cheated out of an orgasm by what she knew could have been no more than one or two additional strokes brought tears to her eyes. Kevin looked understandingly down at her. "It was that good, huh?" he said smugly, certain that he'd pleasured her to the point of tears.

She looked up at him in disbelief, wanting to tell him what a selfish pig he was, but unable to find words strong enough to express the level of abandonment and disappointment and frustration she was feeling. She closed her eyes and sighed deeply as her hand moved to caress her tingling crotch, hoping she'd feel his tongue working its way up her inner thighs to slide into and over her swollen pussy and clit.

Kevin lay down next to her and propped his head on his left hand so he could look over her tight little body as he basked in his post-orgasmic contentment. Her entire body was buzzing with its need for orgasm when she felt the forefinger of his right hand tracing little circles around her areolas and nipples. She knew this move; it meant he was done; it meant she was on her own.

"Your skin is so soft and smooth," he purred in the low, sexy voice he was certain she couldn't resist. When she didn't react to either his touch or voice, his finger hesitated. "Something wrong, darlin'?" he asked.

"No!"

His eyebrow raised at the brusqueness of the answer, but he ignored the not-so-subtle warning and returned to playing with her nipples. She put up with it for another few seconds, then turned abruptly away from him.

"Something IS wrong," he said, suddenly angry that she would be upset when the sex they'd just had was so good ... at least, it was for him. "Tell me what it is."

"Nothing's wrong," she said, her voice straining to keep from breaking out in the tears she was barely able to contain. "Just go away."

"But, Alice, we're out in the country. I can't just leave you here."

"You didn't worry about me before. Don't worry about me now," she said evenly. "I grew up out here. I can get home just fine." After several moments of silence, she felt his hand touch her shoulder tentatively, but she shrugged it away. When he tried once again, she reached up and threw his hand violently away from her shoulder. "Go away," she hissed. "Just leave me alone."

Tears ran silently down her cheeks as she listened while he put on his clothes, pushed through the bushes screening their trysting place from prying eyes, and got into the Jeep parked in the grassy field just beyond that. After the motor started, the door opened once more. "Give me a call when you change your mind," he called.

Alice rummaged savagely through her clothes, pulled her cell phone from the pocket of her jeans and angrily threw it over the bushes. She smiled in triumph when she heard it bounce off the windshield of Kevin's car. He muttered a swear word and angrily slammed the door shut before gunning the engine and spraying dirt back towards her as he spun the Jeep around and accelerated out of the field and down the gravel road towards the highway half a mile away.

She rolled onto her back and stared into the sky, feeling bereft and depressed. "Shit, Kevin," she thought, "you're such a gorgeous hunk, why can't you be at least a marginally sensitive lover as well?" Her eyes closed and her fingers strayed to caress her breasts and nipples, fantasizing it was Nichole, her dorm mate in her second year in college, who had taught her how soft and slow and luxurious sex could be, unlike Kevin with whom it was always rough and fast and sweaty. Nichole really knew how to make my entire body sing, she thought. But, oh, that huge, hot cock of his feels so-o-o good when it slides into me. She was rolling her nipples gently between her thumbs and fingers as her thoughts drifted, sending bolts of erotic thrills into her already tingling crotch.

"Mmmm!" she murmured at the fantasy sensation that Nichole's nose was ever so softly pressing and rubbing against her pussy, "don't stop, sweetie." The sensation of a small tongue licking rapidly at her clit caused her to open her eyes. "Oh my god," she whispered as her hips moved with pleasure, "that seems so real."

She had believed that she was alone, but a sudden movement between her thighs at the periphery of her vision startled her, causing her to jump reflexively. Her heart leaped into her throat as she sat up and scrambled backwards away from the largest white rabbit she had ever seen which had been enthusiastically grooming her crotch with its pink little tongue. As she arrived at the bank of the stream, the ground gave way behind her. With a brief cry of terror, she found herself falling down a deep, dark hole in the bank of the stream. Her last thought before losing consciousness was that she wished she had put on her clothes after Kevin left so she wouldn't be naked when the rescue workers found her.

Chapter 2

The darkness cleared grudgingly, almost like a black fog dissipating slowly as Alice came groggily awake. Strangely familiar voices whispered from out of the darkness, though she couldn't place why they were familiar.

"I'm positive that's her," one voice whispered, "but she's all grown up now."

"You're telling me?" another voice whispered. "She didn't have tits like those when she was here before."

"They're not all that big," the first voice observed.

"Maybe not, but they're perfectly shaped and her ass is absolutely gorgeous!" a woman's voice added softly, almost reverently.

"Shhh. She's waking up," the first voice said, fading away with the fog as it disappeared altogether.

When her eyes opened, she found she was lying on her side, facing an intricately carved little door in a wood paneled wall. She sat up and looked around. A small, round table sat at the center of the round room in which she sat. When she looked up, she found there was no ceiling, just walls that disappeared into the darkness high above her. "Wow," she thought groggily, "déjà vu all over again."

She stood and brushed the dirt and dust from her still naked body with her hands before noticing that there was a child sized dress on top of the table along with some dried mushrooms. She smiled lasciviously at the memory of the sensuous woman's voice that had whispered in the darkness as she awoke when she read the hand-lettered note upon which the mushrooms sat:

EAT ME

At that thought, moistness blossomed in her crotch and she squeezed her thighs together in response. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, suddenly uncomfortable with her nakedness, then picked up the little dress and held it up to her.

"Shit. Even if I could get it over my head and shoulders, it wouldn't make it much past my belly button," she thought before looking once again at the note with the mushrooms sitting on it.

"Eat me, eh? Okay, let's give it a shot." She picked up one of the mushrooms, took a steadying breath, and nibbled at it. There were several moments during which she felt nothing, then the room wobbled and waved as it became larger. Far out, Alice thought. These must be the same kind I tried when I was a sophomore in college. But then she realized that it wasn't simply an altered perception she had experienced; she realized she was looking straight at the side of the table and could now easily fit into the dress she held in her hand.

After pulling it over her head and fastening the buttons that ran up the back, she ran her hands over the front of the dress. "It's like it was made just for me," she thought. "I mean, what little girl's dress has darts for her boobs?" An errant breeze blew up under her skirt, making her suddenly remember she had no underwear. "Hey," she called to whoever might be able to hear, "how about some panties here?"

There was no reply, but the little door in the wall swung open as she spoke. She hesitated only briefly before ducking through it.

"This isn't just déjà vu," she said softly to herself as she straightened up and looked around. "I've been here before, and this place is nuts."

Despite some misgivings, she squared her shoulders resolutely and started off down the path in the direction she now felt she had traveled many, many years before. Everything seemed to be exactly like it was in what seemed to her to be a clearly remembered experience from her childhood. "It's like nothing has changed," she said aloud as she walked.

"Oh, it's changed, Alice," said a voice from somewhere in the trees. She stopped short and looked carefully, knowing the Cheshire Cat was watching her, laughing to itself as it did.

"Okay, where are you?" she asked.

A shit-eating grin appeared, floating above a large branch on the oak tree to the left side of the trail, but only a satisfied purring sound came from the smiling mouth. Alice waited for a sardonic comment, but the purring only got louder and louder. "Aren't you going to show yourself?" It's head appeared, but it's eyes were closed and the smile got even broader, if such a thing was possible.

"What're you doing?" Alice asked, suddenly suspicious.

As the rest of the cat appeared, her eyes widened when she recognized that it was holding a vibrating egg tightly against its crotch area. "Oh my god," she laughed as the cat's orgasm began. "You're masturbating!"

"O-o-o-o-oh yeh-h-h-h! Oh yeh! Oh yeh!" the cat groaned as it's back end spasmed with pleasure. It pulled the egg away, then vigorously humped the branch on which it sat.

"I kind of always thought you were a boy," Alice said.

"Didn't look too closely, did you?" it replied.

"But ..."

"My voice?" When Alice nodded, the cat laughed. "Haven't you ever noticed there's no difference between male and female cats' voices?" it asked.

"Well, I..." she began.

"You leaped to a wrong conclusion. You're good at that. For instance, you think you need some panties here in Wonderland."

Well, I..." she began again.

"Wonderland's changed, just like you have," the cat said as it jumped down from the branch and walked over to rub against her leg. "You'll find life here is much easier without panties." It stopped as it walked between her legs and looked up under her skirt. "Talkin' about great lookin' pussies," it said. "And I always thought I was a pretty hot pussy." It raised it's head and sniffed deeply. "Oooh! Someone's horny."

"Puh-leaze!" Alice said, stepping away from the cat who winked at her knowingly.

"Ah, come on, sweetie. You can't fool me. You need someone to finish up what someone else started. Yes?" Alice pressed her skirt down against her thighs at the memory of how close she had been to orgasm when Kevin pulled out. "I've had lots of experience making pussies feel good," the cat purred. "After all, I do it to myself all the time. In fact, I just gave myself a really great orgasm, although I'll admit it helped having you watch while I finished myself off. So, whattaya say?"

"I'm kinda not into animals," she said as she turned and started walking away from the Cheshire Cat who she was finding more and more obnoxious. "Hope you'll understand."

"Hey, Alice," the cat called as she walked away.

"What?" she called back to him without turning her head.

"Nice ass!"

She shook her head in exasperation as the trail turned so she could no longer see the horny cat, even if she had wanted to.

Chapter 3

She had been walking for some little distance when she stopped and looked around in anticipation. "I know this place," she thought, "but it wasn't in Wonderland, it was on the other side of the looking glass. How very curious."

There was a rustling in the bushes, followed immediately by the sounds of whispering and heavy breathing. "Tweedle Dee? Tweedle Dum? Is that you?" she called softly. She tiptoed towards the sounds and pulled the branches back. The brothers were standing side-by-side with their backs to her. She was about to say something when she realized their pants were down around their knees and they were obviously masturbating, looking back and forth from one cock to the other and matching each other stroke for stroke. She felt moisture once again blossom between her legs as she watched for several seconds, then quietly released the branches and coughed noisily. There was a moment of dead silence, immediately followed by a flurry of activity as the brothers pulled their pants up and fastened their belts.

"Who is it?" two voices called out in unison.

"It's me, Alice," she called back.

"Impossible," they said as they emerged from the bushes, "you've been gone for years." As one, they stopped and stared her up and down, then down and back up, then whistled simultaneously in amazement. "It IS you," they said.

Tweedle Dee paced around her to the left, while Tweedle Dum paced around her to the right. "You ... are ... HOT!!!" they exclaimed together. Tweedle Dee reached out to fondle her breast while Tweedle Dum lifted her skirt and cupped one of her perfect ass cheeks in his hand. Alice was so surprised that she just stood there in shock as it happened.

"Well, brother," they said simultaneously, "what do you think?" They looked at each other and laughed. "I think what you think." And with that, they both dropped their pants and began masturbating as they stared openly at the little they could see of her figure. "Bend over and lift your skirt for us, Alice," they panted as their hands slid up and down their fully erect cocks.

What the hell, she thought, smiling at the ridiculous sight before her. She turned her back to them, moved her feet slightly apart, bent over and pulled her skirt up to her waist. The twins squatted down to get a better view as she rolled her ass slowly and seductively back and forth just a few feet in front of them. The lust on their faces as they stared at her pussy moving between her legs sent her own need soaring and she reached down to stimulate her clit while watching their reactions to her exhibitionism. The slapping sound of their hands pumping up and down their cocks caused a fresh flow of moisture so great that several droplets fell to the ground.

"O-o-o-oh," the brothers moaned as they saw the erotic lubricant dripping from her. "Oh! Oh! I'm coming, brother. I'm coming!" they moaned.

Alice looked back over her shoulder as their hips thrust forward and their come spurted from them in perfect unison. "How very bizarre," she thought as she watched their semen splash onto the trail near her feet, "but then, the Cheshire Cat DID say that Wonderland had changed a lot since I was here before. I just would never have thought everyone would all of a sudden be so very ...well, horny."

"Thank you, Alice," the twins said in unison as they tucked in their dicks and buckled their pants. "We'd love to give you a DP on your way out. You know, one of us in the front and the other in the back?"

She backed away from them as they started arguing about which one would get to poke her pussy and which one would get to poke her ass. "Better yet, we'll take turns in her two holes. She'll like that for certain."

Their voices faded slowly as she walked away. "I feel the need to jack-off again, brother. Join me?"

"Why thank you, I'd love to."

"Be careful you don't catch yourself in the zipper like you did the other day, brother."

"I didn't. It was you who did."

"Was not."

"Was too."

"Was not."

"Was too, plus one."

"Ah, crap. I hate when you do that!"

Chapter 4

Alice walked along with her hands clasped behind her, her eyes on the path directly before her, feeling more than just a bit unreal. "I'm just having a really intense dream," she thought as she walked. "This can't be real. I can't really have been in this place before. It's just my mind flashing back on a Disney cartoon, or something."

But this was clearly no Disney cartoon. The memories of the bizarre sexual behavior of the residents of Wonderland that she had already encountered chased through her mind: The Cheshire Cat using a vibrator to masturbate; its face as its orgasm crashed through its crotch; the image of the twin's faces as their hands slid strongly up and down their surprisingly large cocks, and the intensity of their moans as their hips thrust spasmodically while their come spurted high into the air before landing in the dirt of the pathway.

"It's like I'm living in a porno movie, not some weird children's story," she thought, then cocked her head and raised her eyebrow contemplatively. "It's a definite turn-on, though." The pervasive sexuality of this erotic Wonderland awakened her own libido, and the promise of soft, slow, sensual, caring lovemaking she had sensed in the woman's voice as she came awake in the round room at the bottom of the hole whispered into her libido. Her hands strayed to her chest to tease at her breasts and nipples, causing her stomach and groin to throb and tingle with need. "Whoever you are," she realized, "I can hardly wait to get to you." The sensation of warm, soft lips gently kissing her pussy caused her to moan and stumble slightly as she walked.

"Be careful," a breathless voice warned from behind her, "and please get out of my way. I'm in a terrible hurry and you're blocking the pathway."

She stopped and stepped aside in confusion as a large white rabbit bustled past her. He turned as he passed and waggled his tongue at her. "Later for you, you tasty little minx," he said without stopping. "I'll be back to finish what I started before you fell down here." And with that, he sped up and disappeared quickly from sight.

"So, you're the reason I'm down here," she thought, then smiled at the memory of the intensely pleasurable tingling of her pussy when his tiny pink tongue was lapping furiously at her clit. She had been surprised and horrified when she realized it was a rabbit licking her, but she found herself intrigued. "I almost wouldn't mind if you did come back to finish me off."

She started walking briskly along the pathway with a bounce in her step that hadn't been there when she started. Things had been pretty insane when she was here before, so why should anything make sense now? Besides, she was finding this insanity very erotically stimulating, and erotic stimulation was what she was craving.

Before long Alice rounded a bend in the pathway and heard the voice of the White Rabbit issuing from a quaint little cottage standing in a clearing. "Mary Ann. Where are my latex gloves and KY jelly?" There was the sound of movement, then the rabbit bustled out the door of the cottage. He stopped briefly when he saw Alice standing in the pathway. "Following me, are you? Wanting more of my tongue, are you?" Without waiting for a reply, he continued, "Well, you'll just have to wait, you tasty little minx. The Queen of Hearts is expecting me, and I'm late already, but I'll be back for you."

Once again the memory of his little tongue rapidly licking at her tingling clit flooded her memory, making her feel almost weak with her need, and causing a fresh flow of moisture so heavy that it actually ran a little way down her leg.