The Haunted House - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 - Jennifer in Wonderland

It was shortly before dawn, and even eighteen year-olds with the stamina of youth were unable to get hard again. The young men had fucked Jennifer all night long with great enthusiasm, and left the busty blonde hostess on a lounge chair with cum all over her body. She hadn't been used by so many dicks in one night since encountering the rainbow-colored demons under the stairs. But at least this time, all the participants were human.

Though it wasn't like I had a choice, she remembered, as the horse threatened public humiliation if I  didn't invite the young men over to the house, to quote: 'get acquainted'. My public reputation as a slut and a whore is already cemented in the minds of the Palmerville residents that have seen or heard about my Lady Godiva rides. So there isn't much less of a reputation to lose, she justified to herself. Besides, I was able to give many virgins their first experience with a woman, and second experience, and third experience, she grinned. While recounting the evening, Jennifer's hands slowly rubbed her big breasts, and traced her fingers through the sperm puddled in her cleavage.

Jennifer's last memory was the black teen Harold, straddling her waist and fucking her big tits. Jennifer had watched with fascination as the black cock emerged from her pale cleavage as it pushed toward her chin, and then disappeared again as the black cock retreated between her big, pale boobs. The black head could just reach her open mouth, where she kissed it for a second before it slipped away. The real thrill had been watching and guessing on which thrust the black cock was going to blow. When it finally did, Jennifer got a close up view of the teen's cum spurting out to land on her face. The sight of that pearly white sperm shooting out of the black dick, like a liquid lasso, had made her climax right then and there!

After the boys had said goodbye and stumbled off to their homes in the purple pre-dawn light, Jennifer slowly stood, naked, sore, and covered with cum. She carefully walked to the deep end of the pool and dove in to clean up. I'll be sore today, she predicted, and swore to take some pain medication when she got upstairs. Maybe the water elementals, Hlar and Hlox, could grant some magical healing? She swam to the deepest part of the pool and kicked off the bottom, aiming for a circular shadow above. She surfaced in the center of the round, inflatable turtle. It had a small inflatable tail sticking out of the left side, and a tall inflatable neck and cartoony head sticking up from the right side.

"Nice tits," said the turtle, with a cheery voice in her head.

Jennifer sighed. You would think I would get used to this by now, she noted. But it's still spooky when some inanimate object talks to me. And why do they have to start a conversation with a comment about my breasts?

"Your huge knockers are hard to ignore!" the turtle answered.

"I'm used to that," she replied out loud, "I just thought spirits that haunted objects might have more enlightened observations."

Jennifer noticed that the center of the floating turtle seemed to be getting smaller. It was in fact getting smaller, because her arms were now pinned at her sides as the rubber inflatable squeezed her body.

"What's happening?" she demanded.

"Silly question," chirped the turtle. "I've been watching your slutty show all night. We have a little time before dawn, and now I get a chance to fuck you!"

Suddenly, Jennifer felt something like the inflatable tail, slide between her thighs under the water. Pinned as she was, there was not much she could do. The inflatable limb was like a living tentacle as it slid back and forth. Then it pulled back, and the tip probed at her pussy. Jennifer had been well used all night, and the inflatable tip penetrated her easily. It wiggled inside, stretching her entrance as the long inflatable limb tapered with a wider thickness.

"Ughhh...mmm," she moaned, and leaned forward in the inflatable, spreading her legs. 

Jennifer couldn't help but think this was the weirdest experience to date. Here she was, floating naked in a the pool, restrained and raped by an inflatable turtle. At least this workout might help with some soreness, she told herself.

"Ooooooo that's good," the turtle groaned, and it began to rock back and forth, fucking the buxom blonde with it's inflatable tentacle cock.

Her breasts wobbled back and forth on the top of the inflatable donut that was the turtle's body. The turtle's head swiveled around to watch her tits jiggle. The turtle's face had a snout and tall, unmoving cartoon eyes, and a wide cartoon smile.

Are the demon's controlling my body again? She wondered about her renewed arousal. Jennifer's mouth hung open and her eyes were half-closed as she enjoyed the pleasure that the tentacle cock was providing.

She did not notice the inflatable snout of the turtle quickly growing and elongating into a second tentacle. A soon as it was long enough, the nose tentacle twisted and curled, and the cock-shaped tip entered Jennifer's open mouth. Her eyes were wide with surprise. She gagged as the tentacle cock in her mouth started to move back and forth, synchronized with the tentacle cock in her pussy.

The sun was just about to appear over the horizon when the inflatable turtle's tentacle cocks throbbed. They both squirted streams of ectoplasm cum. The first tentacle cock quickly pulled out of Jennifer's pussy, followed by a gush of fluid. Several globs of pale green ectoplasm cum floated to the surface of the water. The second tentacle cock withdrew from Jennifer's mouth, leaving a mess of pale green ectoplasm cum drooling from her lips, and she quickly closed her mouth tightly.

The first rays of the dawn sun illuminated the inflatable, and the demon inhabiting the floating turtle disappeared. The inflatable turtle immediately returned to it's original inanimate state, allowing Jennifer to slip away. She swam to the shallow end of the pool and climbed the steps to get out of the water. Jennifer did not wait to dry off, and her big tits swayed as she hurried into the back door of the house.

She made wet footprints on the tiled floor as she reached the refrigerator. Jennifer opened the recipe collection jar, and deposited her mouthful of the pale green ectoplasm cum. She licked her lips and held up the jar. The thick, pearly white cum in the bottom of the jar now had a swirl of pale green. Jennifer put the lid back on the jar and returned it to the refrigerator.

Three down, ten more to go, she counted. Damn, if only I'd known about the recipe sooner, I would've had four or five more mouthfuls already. As it is, I'm going to have to do some serious blowjobs over the next few days before Halloween. I hope Samantha will find out what the third ingredient is.

As Jennifer made her way to the stairs leading to the second floor, she saw the two naked eighteen year-olds, Sally and Heather, stumbling out of the basement door. They had been under the stairs, entertaining the rainbow demons for the last few hours before dawn. Jennifer couldn't help but smile at the sight of the frightened girls. They had been so arrogant yesterday, and were now humbled and no longer virgins, if they were before. Cum was dripping from their chins and tits, and their hair was decorated with strands of demon sperm.

"Your clothes are out by the pool," Jennifer pointed to the back door. "I suggest you take a dip in the pool and wash off that cum before you leave."

The two teens nodded silently and staggered out the back door. Strangely, the pool had not disappeared with the dawn sun, as Jennifer thought it might.

Jennifer slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor, as her sore muscles reminded her of the all-night orgy. She took some pain meds and had a shower to fully clean off. The water elementals, Hlar and Hlox, did provide some comfort for her body. She dried off in the bathroom, then collapsed into bed, still naked.

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Several hours later, Jennifer woke up to begin yet another day in 'This Old House'. With a giggle she thought about Bob Villa doing a show about her house. Imagine Bob, giving the television audience a tour of this enchanting turn of the century haunted house. 'In here, we have the master bedroom,' he would say, as the camera panned the bedroom. Then the camera would zoom in, showing me on the bed and being fucked by two demons. I would smile for the camera and say 'hi' to Bob, before one of the demons stuck it's cock back in my mouth. Bob would comment about the crown moulding, and casually move on to the next room. No matter which room Bob showed the viewers, I  would be there, naked and getting fucked by a demon.

That ought to help the ratings, Jennifer thought, and giggled again. Being filmed by a television crew as I get fucked by demons, is kind of kinky. I wonder if I could commission someone on Naked Blades to write up the idea as a story? She shook her head and reluctantly removed her hand from between her legs. Why am I horny again? I wonder if Samantha Lee experienced the same escalating state of arousal the longer the house had it's grip on her?

After eating a late breakfast, and dressed only in her silk robe, Jennifer sat on the couch in the front room and opened Samantha's diary to see what the day and the coming night might bring.

Good morning my darling Jennifer,

I imagine you had quite a night entertaining the local youth. I was surprised to find that two of them were young ladies. It was my first time making love with another woman, and I must say I rather enjoyed it. I also enjoyed getting fucked by all those young men. So many of them were virgins before last night. I admit a sparkle of pride, that I was the one to usher them into manhood. There was even one negro boy, and he had the biggest cock I have ever laid eyes upon. He really liked fucking me, and he called me his white slut when he ejaculated on my bare breasts.

Jennifer was a bit shocked to read Samantha's words. It was not just that they so closely mirrored her own experience and thoughts about last night, but there was an increased crudeness in her writing. The prim and proper Samantha seemed to be giving way to something sluttier, and Jennifer surmised that Samantha had been undergoing the same changes she felt in herself.

When Jennifer had first moved in, she had not been a virgin, but her sexual experience had been with one boyfriend at a time, and only men. Since being exposed to the depravities of this house, she had been fucked so many times she had lost count, and most of the sexual encounters were fantastical, and with multiple beings. Jennifer shook her head, and continued to read Samantha's diary.

I know I am shocking you with my words, because I am shocking myself. I have seen into the future, and witnessed you Jennifer. I have seen how beautiful you are, and I have seen the demons take you over and over, as they have taken me in unspeakable ways. At first I watched with sympathy, but then the escapades began to excite me, both my defilement by the demons of this house, and watching your defilement by the same demons a hundred years in the future.

Since my first sexual experience with a woman, I can no longer deny my feelings for you Jennifer. I long to caress your beautiful body and to take your large breasts in my hands and kiss and lick them all over. Although we are separated by what seems like a gulf of time, I wish that I could meet you and make love to you.

Jennifer gasped in shock at Samantha's admission, and wished she knew what Samantha had looked like. So much sex has happened since I moved into this house, she thought, and Samantha has been watching me the whole time? Jennifer knew the old librarian in the town was watching in her crystal ball, and now a woman from a hundred years ago was also a voyeur. The thought of being watched as she was fucked by all manner of creatures, rather than making her feel embarrassed, was instead stimulating. 

"Exciting, isn't it, my dear," came a voice from over Jennifer's head.

Jennifer gave only the slightest of a jump, as voices suddenly speaking to her from nowhere seemed normal now. She looked up at the leering eye painting and stuck her tongue out at it.

She countered, "It is exciting... to know that others are probably masturbating while they watch me getting fucked."

After a moment of no response, Jennifer teased saucily, "And just when are you going to pay me that visit you promised?"

For once, she got the feeling that the painting was taken aback. She imagined the painting was so used to intimidating women with its crude comments and threats, that it didn't quite know how to respond to a modern woman who was inviting it to her bed.

On impulse, Jennifer put down the diary and stomped off to the kitchen. There she found another of the large cucumbers she had used on herself when she was controlled by the kitchen goblins. Filled with spite, she returned to the front room, brandishing the long green vegetable in hand. Glaring at the painting, Jennifer brazenly dropped her robe to the floor and lay down on the couch completely naked.

Now on her back and facing the painting, Jennifer spread her legs, putting one foot on the floor and the other on the back of the couch. She slid the long cucumber up between her big breasts, using her arms to squeeze her tits together. When the dark green cucumber emerged from between her mountainous cleavage, she kept pushing it up until she could take the tip into her mouth. With her eyes on the painting, she swirled her tongue around the tip, smearing the end of the green cucumber with her saliva. Then she pulled the cucumber back down, through her cleavage and over her belly. With both hands grasping the cucumber, Jennifer rubbed the wet tip against her slit, and realized how aroused she was, from reading Samantha's admission, and teasing the painting.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned for the performance.

Jennifer slowly slid the vegetable into her pussy until it was halfway inside. Then she pulled it out until just the tip remained. Half of the dark green vegetable glistened with wetness. She used both hands to slide the cucumber back into her pussy, all the while looking up at the painting and taunting it.

She purred, "Ooooh that feels so good... I wish this was your cock fucking me..."

The painting was silent, but Jennifer thought she saw the eye grow larger. She began to fuck herself more rapidly with the vegetable, making her big tits wobble back and forth.

She continued teasing, "But all... you can do... is watch... It must be... frustrating... for you..."

The painting remained silent, and Jennifer imagined that whatever demon lived within was masturbating as it watched her from it's spirit realm. She pictured the demon with one huge eye and a curving tentacle cock. In her imagination, she saw it's tentacle cock growing stiff as it watched her, wishing it could touch her. The she imagined the demon stuffing it's tentacle cock inside her, and fucking her, as the big eye hovered above. She pictured the masturbating demon inside the painting, bellowing with it's climax, and it's stiff tentacle cock squirting cum.

"Oooohhh!" A strong orgasm washed over her, and Jennifer clenched her thighs together and squirmed on the couch.

After a minute, she spread her legs again and withdrew the cucumber from her wet pussy. The long green vegetable was dripping, and she lifted it to her mouth. Jennifer wrapped her lips tightly around the wet end of the cucumber and began sucking and licking her own juices from it. She held the cucumber with one hand, and moved her other hand down to stroke her clit. Jennifer stared at the painting, as she imagined it watching her play with her pussy. She continued to give the cucumber a blowjob until she had a second orgasm as intense as the first.

After another minute of silence, Jennifer exhaled, "Whew... I hope that was as good for you as it was for me."

Jennifer lay on the couch for a bit longer, holding the cucumber between her boobs, as she caught her breath. She watched the painting, but did not see it change, nor speak. She smiled, confident that her exhibition silenced the painting. Then she remembered that she had not finished Samantha's entry for the day. She wiped her wet fingers on her hip and grabbed the diary with her free hand. Still clutching the cucumber in her other hand, she opened the diary to continue reading today's entry.

Today Jennifer, new delights and debasements await you. Watch out for a hole in the ground. If you find it, jump in to see what awaits you!"

And that was the end of today's entry. Jennifer left the diary on the couch, and sat up as she picked up her robe. Still holding the cucumber, she stood up and blew a kiss at the painting. Then she sashayed across the room, wiggling her naked ass on the way out.

Jennifer returned the cucumber to the kitchen and carried her robe upstairs. She took another shower to clean up, and enjoy the touches of the water elementals, Hlar and Hlox. She spent the rest of the afternoon doing housework, and after dinner, explored more of the house. She had toured through it quickly with the real estate agent, but there were rooms she had barely noticed. In fact there were rooms that she was sure she had not even seen yet.

She definitely didn't recall the music room with a big grand piano.

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It was nearing midnight when Jennifer went back to her room, wondering how she should dress for tonight's debauchery. I can't believe that I'm actually looking forward to it, she realized, and paused in her bedroom doorway.

She recalled her taunts and exhibitionist masturbation for the painting, and thought she barely recognized herself. Surely that had been someone else doing those things? I have to remember what the goal is, if I want to escape from this house. She recognized that she said, 'if' she ever wanted to escape from this house, which was correct. Jennifer shook her head to clear the befuddlement, and stepped into her bedroom.

On the chair beside the bed, were clothes that she had not put there, and didn't even recognize. Jennifer picked up the mystery outfit and examined it closely.

It was the costume of a school girl. The kind you might see a young heroine wearing in a fairy tale. There was a blue cotton dress, with a white apron front sewn onto it. There were white knee-high stockings, a very sensible and plain white bra and panties, and a pair of buckled black shoes. There was even a red ribbon for her hair.

"So, I'm supposed to wear this costume tonight?" Jennifer asked out loud. "Kind of silly, but at least I won't be naked." and she added, "...at least not at the beginning."

With a rush of excitement at wearing a costume, and still a bit of dread, Jennifer put on the outfit. First the undergarments and the stockings. Then the dress, which fit very snugly across her large breasts as Jennifer smoothed it down. Then she tied the ribbon in her hair, and slipped on the buckled shoes. She admired the costume in the bedroom mirror. When Jennifer turned to leave, she did not see that her reflection winked at her.

She stepped out of the bedroom, determined to go looking for the hole that Samantha had mentioned. What Jennifer did not expect, was the large yellow rabbit half as tall as herself, hopping past her in the hallway,.

It was muttering to itself, "Oh dear, I'm late, I'm late for a very important date."

Astonished, Jennifer watched the impossibly large, talking rabbit bound down the stairs. Recovering from her stupor, Jennifer ran to the top of the stairs to see if the large rabbit was actually there.

She called after it, "Stop! Come back, or at least wait for me!"

The large, talking rabbit paused only briefly to peer over it's shoulder at her. "I said I was late, didn't I? If you want to come with me, then you had better shake those tits and hurry!"

The rabbit hopped away, heading for the back door that led to the garden. Jennifer dashed down the stairs, chasing after it. The back door was open, and she hurried through it.

When she stepped outside, the moon was high in the sky, and there was the pool and lounge chairs, but no sign of the large rabbit. But not far from the back door, she saw a huge hole that looked recently dug into the ground. The hole was at least three feet across and surrounded with mounds of dirt. Jennifer carefully stepped to the edge and looked down inside. The hole was dark, and the moonlight offered no help. There seemed to be no bottom to it, that she could see.

Jennifer recalled Samantha's words, 'jump into the hole and see what awaits you'. So this big hole must be some kind of doorway to another place? She hesitated for a second, thinking this adventure might not return her until dawn. She dashed back into the house and grabbed the collection jar. She slipped it into the apron pocket on the dress, and then hurried back out.

When she reached the edge of the hole again, she took a deep breath. Okay, she said to herself, this is Samantha's giant hole. And she said to just jump in, right? The hole will probably turn into a slide and drop me who knows where. Trust Samantha, she reassured herself.

Jennifer took a deep breath, held the collection jar in the apron pocket, and leapt feet first into the hole!

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Down she fell, spinning around and around and not touching the sides. Just as she was getting dizzy, there was a bright light and her toes touched a surface, and then her feet. The momentum of the soft landing forced her to gently fall on her ass. Jennifer looked around, blinking in the sudden bright sunlight.

She caught a glimpse of the large yellow rabbit disappearing behind some trees around a bend of the dirt path she sat on. She climbed to her feet and chased after the large rabbit.

Jennifer hurried down the path as fast as she could, stomping in her buckled black shoes, with her breasts held firm in the tight bra and dress. She caught glimpses of the large rabbit around the next bend in the path, then another bend. Then she came to a halt.

The path ahead forked to the left and the right. She could see no sign of which way the large rabbit had gone.

"Which way do I go?" Jennifer shouted urgently, looking down into the dirt to see if she could see large rabbit footprints.

"Hello there," said a gruff voice.

Jennifer whirled around, trying to find the source of the voice. It had sort of a toothy rumble to it, if a voice can be described that way. When she turned around again, she gasped. A moment ago she was alone on the path, and suddenly there is a huge dog sitting at the intersection. And it was grinning at her.

The dog spoke out loud, with it's lips moving, "Were you expecting an invisible cat?"

"Uhmmm, maybe?" replied Jennifer.

She watched the huge dog nervously. She was not a dog expert, and could not identify what breed it was. It's fur was mostly orange-brown, with black spots its sides and back. The ears were short and had tufts of white hair in them. It had a large muzzle with a set of sharp teeth, and wide black eyes that stared at her with a look she didn't understand.

"You want to know which path the Yellow Rabbit took?" the dog asked, looking her up and down.

"Y...yes," stuttered Jennifer.

"I will tell you..." replied the dog. "For a price."

"A price?" Jennifer seemed skeptical.

"Yes," the dog answered. Then it grinned at her with a wide toothy smile. "The price is just a little humping."

"You mean..." Jennifer trailed off in disgust.

"That's right, my dear," said the dog. "You get down on your hands and knees, and let me fuck you like a dog. Then I will tell you which path the Yellow Rabbit took."

This is insane, thought Jennifer. Why did I jump down that hole, and why do I care if I catch the Yellow Rabbit? But I do care, she realized. For reasons she didn't understand, she felt compelled to follow the rabbit, and see where it was going. I have to go along with this, to get back home. To her shame, Jennifer found herself nodding in agreement. She turned to face away from the dog and knelt on the path, then leaned forward onto her hands and knees, and presented herself to the dog.

"Pull that dress up and push those panties down," ordered the dog.

Jennifer did as she was told with barely a whimper. She pulled at the skirt of her blue dress with one hand, flipping it up high on her waist, exposing her rear. Then she used the same hand to pull down her white cotton panties until they stretched between her thighs, above her knees.

She heard the dog moving, and then suddenly felt a cold nose between her ass cheeks. Jennifer nearly jumped up at the sensation, but steadied herself with both hands on the path in front of her. The cold nose was followed by a warm tongue licking her slit. The tip of the tongue reached her clit, and worked it's way between her pussy lips.

"Tasty," murmured the dog between licks. "By the way... (lick) ...my name is Rex... (lick) ...That's Latin for king you know... (lick) ...But you can just call me Rex!"

The dog gave Jennifer another strong lick, with his smooth tongue pushing inside. Jennifer moaned at the unusual and pleasurable sensation. Rex continued silently licking Jennifer for a few moments, until the busty blonde was squirming with desire and stretching her panties tight as her knees opened as wide as they could. The dog made a slobbering, wet mess of her pussy, a portion of which was her own wetness.

Suddenly the tongue was gone, and Jennifer felt a weight on her lower back and shoulders. Rex reared up and draped himself over her, with his front paws on her shoulders. There was something hard and hot, rubbing against the length of her slit. Jennifer dropped her head and looked underneath. She saw Rex's red cock between her thighs. It had a dark vein that squiggled down the side and the tip was tapered to a dull point.

"Tell me you want it, my dear," Rex snarled above her.

Jennifer swallowed dryly, watching the red cock sliding back and forth. She felt a flutter in her tummy, and wanted the dog's red cock inside her.

"Fuck me Rex... I want your dog cock in my pussy... please!"

"As you command," grinned Rex.

His hips drew back and his red cock bounced up, to nestle perfectly at Jennifer's entrance. She could feel the hot cock as it pushed partially inside with an urgent thrust. Looking underneath, she could only see the furry scrotum hanging  beneath her mound. Rex pulled back and then thrust in again, all the way. Jennifer felt the hot cock fill her and the furry scrotum slap her clit.

She lifted her head with a gasp, "Ohhhhh!"

It only took the one stroke for Rex to bury his cock into Jennifer's wet pussy. Then he began to fuck her, fast and hard.

"Oh!... Oh!... Ohhh... Ohhhh..." Jennifer moaned.

She felt the Rex's cock ramming in and out of her pussy, making wet, squelching noises. She was a slut to let a dog take her like this, and she suddenly remembered the librarian and Samantha both watching her defilement. She couldn't deny that the thought excited her. She steadied herself, forcing her knees as wide as possible, stretching the white panties around her thighs into a horizontal band of white cotton. Her elbows were locked straight as she held both hands on the ground in front of her and pushed back to meet every thrust as Rex continued to fuck her fast and hard.

"I can tell... you like... getting fucked... by a dog..." Rex grunted above her.

Jennifer's mouth hung open and she could only respond with moans, and continued pushing against the hard thrusts, taking the dog's cock as deep as it could go. The knot at the base of Rex's cock grew, and pushed against her  entrance, trying to force it's way inside.

"Do you want... my cum..."

"Ohhh... cum inside me... please...." begged Jennifer as she continued push her hips back to meet Rex's thrusts.

"As you command... RoOoOoOoo!" Rex howled.

The dog thrust forward one more time, burying his red cock deep in Jennifer's pussy. She felt the bulging knot at the root of his cock stretch her entrance and push inside. The dog's hot cock pulsed, and began to spray a stream of semen into her. It continued to gush in a continuous release, and spilled out of her stuffed pussy, dripping from her clit with a steady flow, and filling the crotch of her white panties.

Jennifer's own orgasm exploded, and her hips shuddered. She bent her arms and collapsed onto her elbows, with her ass high in the air. Slowly, Jennifer's senses cleared and she came back to herself. She blushed with shame and humiliation. She had let the weird dog fuck her and give her an orgasm. She had even begged it to fuck her, which was something only a slut would do. She wanted to crawl away and hide, but she quickly discovered that she was tied to Rex, as his cock was stuck in her pussy. Then she heard Rex talking.

"... slut, my dear Jennifer... Haven't had that much fun since Samantha... I can't wait to see you again..."

She had to crouch there listening to his obscene comments, until finally Rex could pull his cock free. He jumped off her back and she was able to crawl forward.

"Take the path to the Right."

When Jennifer turned, she saw that Rex was sitting on the path. His red cock was sticking up from between his hind legs, and dripping on the ground. She rose on her knees and pulled her panties up. She felt the warm puddle of semen in the crotch of her panties as it touched her pussy. She did not pull her panties all the way up, and left them stretched around the top of her thighs. She lifted the skirt of her blue dress and looked underneath to see her white panties were almost transparent from the wetness of the cooling sperm. She dropped the hem of her dress, hiding the evidence under the skirt.

She glared at Rex and then carefully rose to her feet. She staggered down the right hand path, in search of the Yellow Rabbit, for reasons she still didn't understand. When she was out of sight, she stopped and pulled her skirt up. Waddling down the path had loosened the dog's sperm that was still inside her. She reached down with one hand and opened her pussy. Rex's sperm drooled out, and added to the puddle of cum in the crotch of her white panties.

She was thankful that the panties were so plain and large, because that meant they could hold enough. She squeezed her inner muscles and forced the dog's sperm to drain from her pussy. The puddle of cum in her panties was now twice the size. Jennifer carefully lowered her panties and stepped out of them without spilling a drop. She held her panties up and opened her mouth. Palming the wet crotch, she tilted it and directed the cooling sperm into her mouth. Then she pulled out the cum collection jar from the apron front and opened it. She spit the dog cum into the jar, added her fourth mouthful to it. Nine to go, she thought, and licked her lips.

With the jar stowed and wearing cold, wet panties, Jennifer followed the path. There was no sign of the Yellow Rabbit, and she was beginning to wonder if Rex had simply taken advantage of her and didn't know where the rabbit had gone. Of course he took advantage of you, she admonished herself angrily. You let that dog fuck you like a bitch in heat! Before she could upbraid herself any further, the path turned and opened up into a clearing.

In the center of the clearing was a table with a white tablecloth, and three chairs. Sitting at the table was the Yellow Rabbit she had been chasing, along with a man dressed all in purple. Dark purple jacket and pants, darker purple leather boots and a lighter purple shirt. He even wore a big purple top hat.

Jennifer blinked at them. "Umm, you must be....?"

"The Demented Tailor," finished the man in purple.

"The Demented Tailor?" echoed Jennifer. "That doesn't sound right!"

"Well... unless you want to get sued for copyright infringement, I am... the Demented Tailor," snapped the man in purple. “I may be a demon of the second level, but even I know better than to cross those Disney lawyers.”

"Alright then," agreed Jennifer as she walked towards the table. "So this tea party is what you were late for?" she asked the Yellow Rabbit.

"Tea Party?" replied the Yellow Rabbit with scorn. "I don't drink tea." The Yellow Rabbit produced a silver flask from somewhere, and took a swig. "I drink whiskey, my dear. And this ain't a Tea Party. I came to see the stripper!"

"Stripper?" asked Jennifer, looking around. "Where?"

"Heh, I'm looking right at her," smirked the Yellow Rabbit, as it gazed meaningfully at the cleavage that was visible at the top of Jennifer's dress.

"Oh!" Jennifer chirped, and looked at the Demented Tailor for confirmation.

He nodded at her, "The table is all yours, my dear... Get up there and take it all off!"

"Yeah, take it all off!" the Yellow Rabbit agreed.

The Demented Tailor and the Yellow Rabbit settled in their seats, both grinning. Jennifer looked at them, and decided that this fairy tale was not what she had expected. I guess the only way to get back home, is to get through this challenge, she steeled herself.

Jennifer carefully climbed up onto the table. It was very sturdy and did not show any distress with her weight. She took a cautious step to the left and to the right, testing the table. Then she began to slowly twirl and wiggle her hips side to side. She slid her hands from her hips up to the sides of her big bosom restrained under the blue dress. 

"Take it off!" the Demented Tailor shouted.

Jennifer flipped up the skirt of her dress to show them a glimpse of her white panties, which were still wet and semi-transparent. She saw a bulge appear in the front of the Demented Tailor's purple pants that threatened to push right through the fabric. Jennifer continued strutting around the table, and began to pull the dress off her shoulders. She lowered the top of the dress to expose half of her bra-clad breasts. Then she twirled and bent at the waist, teasing her audience.

Around the clearing in the woods, Jennifer got the distinct impression that other eyes were watching as well. And she remembered that the librarian and Samantha were also watching. She clutched the front of the dress to her chest as she worked the Yellow Rabbit and the Demented Tailor into a frenzy of anticipation. She finally let the top of her dress fall down, exposing her huge breasts constrained in the white bra. She swayed her hips back and forth and cupped her tits in her palms.

The Demented Tailor held his hat with both hands, "What a show!"

The Yellow Rabbit rapidly thumped one of his big feet to show his appreciation. Jennifer hooked her thumbs into the waist of her dress and wiggled her hips. Slowly she twirled and eased the dress down her thighs and bent as she carefully lowered the blue dress to the table top. She stepped out of the dress, careful of the collection jar in the apron pocket. Her ample tits were spilling out of her white bra as Jennifer continued to dance on the table, now only wearing white undergarments and stockings, and her black shoes.

"Let's see those famous tits!" the Yellow Rabbit added his own ribald encouragement.

Off came her black shoes, kicked away to land in the clearing. Smiling bravely, she unfastened her white bra and slipped the shoulder straps off. There were gasps when her famously big boobs came out. When Jennifer looked at the Demented Tailor, he was rubbing his erection through his purple pants. She tossed the white bra to land on the shoulder of his purple suit. Jennifer danced around again, squeezing her big tits in her palms and pinching her nipples stiff. She bent to reach for her knee high white stockings--

The Demented Tailor gestured, "No, keep those on!"

So instead, she slid her hands up and peeled down her wet panties, coated in dog semen, and tossed them to the grass. Now she stood on the tabletop wearing only her knee high white stockings and the red ribbon in her blonde hair. She rubbed both hands down her belly, framing her pussy with her fingers as she gave her hips a thrust at the Yellow Rabbit. Then she swayed her hips and stepped in front of the Demented Tailor.

"Oh my, oh my, oh my," muttered the Demented Tailor as he stood from his chair.

He reached out and grabbed Jennifer by the waist, and pulled her off the table and into his arms.

"Oh!" Jennifer was surprised at how strong he seemed.

The Demented Tailor fell back into his chair, with Jennifer on his lap. She could feel his hard cock pushing against her ass. His hands roamed over her big soft tits, and Jennifer ground her ass against his cock. She felt him licking at her neck as his fingers pinched one of her nipples.

"Do you know why my nickname is the Purple Man?" he whispered in her ear.

"Because of your clothes?" ventured Jennifer.

"Not even close. On your knees, my dear..."

The Demented Tailor pushed her from his lap, and Jennifer knelt on the ground in front of him, sitting on her heels. He stood up from his chair, with the tent in his purple pants close to Jennifer's face. He unbuckled his purple belt and then pushed down his purple pants. His cock sprang free and he grabbed it with one hand and waved it in Jennifer's face. The Demented Tailor's cock was a normal length, but not the longest she had seen. The head, however, was abnormally large, and the big bulbous crown was a shiny purple color.

"Suck me, my dear," he ordered.

Jennifer opened her mouth obediently to take in the purple head. She had to strain to get the bulbous mass into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as he began to move his cock back and forth in her mouth. The Demented Tailor grabbed the back of Jennifer's head and thrust deeper into her mouth. The big bulbous head was so thick, it made her gag when it pressed at the back of her tongue. The Demented Tailor kept moving his cock back and forth in her mouth, pausing to let her gasp for breath before thrusting in again.

"Guhhh..." was about the only sound she could make.

As Jennifer knelt on the grass, clad only in her white stockings, and with her mouth full of cock, she felt something poke her back. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the Yellow Rabbit behind her, and stroking his dick. Weirdly,  the Yellow Rabbit's cock was a thick orange carrot with a blunt tip!

"Time for some carrot, my dear," the Yellow Rabbit announced.

His furry paws pulled at Jennifer's naked hips and she understood how the Yellow Rabbit meant to give her the carrot. With the purple-headed cock in her mouth, Jennifer scooted back and rose up on her knees. She put her hands on the Demented Tailor's thighs and spread her knees in the grass, giving her white stockings a green stain.

The Yellow Rabbit stepped between Jennifer's feet and rubbed the blunt tip of his orange carrot cock against her pussy. He pushed his orange carrot cock into her, and his furry paws grabbed her naked hips. The Yellow Rabbit grinned with two big buck teeth and began to fuck her steadily.

"Uhmm..." she moaned.

Jennifer's big tits swayed in time to the dual fucking she was getting. The Yellow Rabbit's fur felt soft on her ass when he thrust deep inside her. And the big purple-headed cock continued to make her cheeks balloon as it moved in her mouth. Only small gurgling sounds and saliva, escaped Jennifer's mouth as she was impaled on the two cocks, driving her back and forth between her fairy tale lovers.

The Demented Tailor was the first to reach a climax. He stood still, holding Jennifer's head with one hand as the bulbous purple head filled her mouth with hot cum. After the rich cream stopped flowing, Jennifer carefully pulled her lips from the Demented Tailor's cock, and kept his semen in her mouth. He collapsed back into his chair and closed his eyes, smiling drunkenly in rapture, before quickly falling asleep.

Jennifer's position blocked the Yellow Rabbit's view as she reached to her blue dress that was on the table, and pulled out her collection jar. The Yellow Rabbit continued fucking her from behind, forcing her to sway back and forth as she carefully opened the jar and spit the Demented Tailor's cum inside, adding to the collection. She closed the lid and hid the collection jar behind a leg of the table.

"Oh, Oh, Oh.... my carrot is about to burst!" cried the Yellow Rabbit.

"In my mouth!" Jennifer urged.

The Yellow Rabbit stepped back, pulling his orange carrot from her pussy. Jennifer spun around on her knees and bent to put her lips around the blunt end of the carrot cock. The Yellow Rabbit was only too happy to oblige, and stroked his carrot with a furry paw.

"OoOoOoOo..." the Yellow Rabbit groaned.

The orange carrot cock in Jennifer's mouth spewed a thick stream of cum. Jennifer captured all of the cum in her mouth without spilling a drop. The Yellow Rabbit staggered backwards, pulling the orange carrot cock from her lips. He too collapsed into his chair with his eyes closed, and promptly fell asleep. One of his long, fluffy, yellow ears twitched as he dreamed of the blonde's big tits.

Jennifer turned and bent under the table. She opened the jar and added her mouthful of the Yellow Rabbit's cum to the collection. Not surprising, the newest addition was a pale orange color. She closed the jar and carefully stood, as she secretly slid the jar back into the apron pocket of her dress. She licked her lips and began collecting her clothes. 

It took a few minutes to find one of her black shoes. But nothing had changed, and she was still in Wonderland. There must be another task, before I can get back home, she concluded. So why both with underwear? Thinking there was more debauchery to come, Jennifer stuffed the bra and panties into the apron pocket of the dress.

When she was dressed again, she wore the black shoes, white stockings with green stains on the knees, and the blue dress with the white apron front that held her collection jar and undergarments. She brushed the blonde hair from her face and made sure the red ribbon was still tied in her hair.

Jennifer quietly made her way to the path on the far side of the clearing, leaving the very satisfied Demented Tailor and Yellow Rabbit, both snoozing at the table.

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Jennifer continued to follow the path through the woods, wondering how she was going to find her way out of this Wonderland, when the path abruptly ended in front of a large stone castle. There was a moat around it, and a drawbridge was down, providing a way across. There were sounds of a party coming from inside the castle. Jennifer cautiously crossed the drawbridge, expecting to be challenged at any time.

Inside the castle, everyone seemed to be having too good of a time to worry about her. When she emerged into the courtyard, she saw a crowd of people laughing, drinking, eating, and talking amongst each other. Jennifer stood still, looking at the people that looked like they were dressed for a renaissance festival. Each of the men and women wore richly tailored outfits of mostly red or black, and noble headpieces decorated with feathers or pearls. Each of them had brooches or necklaces with different symbols of hearts, diamonds, spades, clubs - the four suits in a deck of cards.

She didn’t see the two soldiers come up behind her, until each grabbed an arm.

“Hey, let go of me,” Jennifer struggled to get free.

The guards were too strong. They each had a silver helmet and spear, and wore a white tabard with red symbols, one hearts and the other diamonds. At their shoulder, both tabards bore the number '9'. The two guards bustled her through the crowd, and into the inner part of the castle.

"Where are you taking me?" she complained.

"To the Queen, of course!"

Jennifer and her captors approached a pair of large golden doors that were guarded by another pair of soldiers, dressed similar tabards but labeled with the number '8'. These two opened the doors as they approached. Jennifer was carried inside and walked down then length of a long red carpet. She was thrown sprawling at the end of the carpet. Rising to her knees Jennifer looked up at two large golden thrones at the top of a golden dais in front of her. One of the guards put a hand on Jennifer's shoulder, indicating that she remain kneeling.

The Queen was a tall, buxom woman with red hair, and dressed in rich red robes with a big red heart-shaped brooch. She was a dead ringer for Raquel Welch with red hair. The King was a tall black man, dressed in silky black robes with a black spade-shaped medallion on a gold necklace. He too looked vaguely familiar to Jennifer, though she could not place him.

“I suppose you are the Queen?” Jennifer asked.

“The Queen of Tits,” the Queen answered. “I may be royalty, but I don’t want to cross those Disney lawyers. They are real mother fuckers. Not that I have anything against fucking someone's mother...” she nattered on.

“And you are the King...?” Jennifer turned her gaze to the black King.

“The King of Cocks,” he answered with a smile. “Do you know why they call me that?”

“I can guess,” Jennifer answered quickly. She played along with the scene, and spoke politely, “Greetings your majesties, Queen of Tits and King of Cocks... I have not met the other Queen and King yet. Are they here?”

“Queen of Pussies and King of Ass," the Queen of Tits answered, as she stepped to the bottom of the dais. “They are here at court, mingling with the other nobles. Enough questions. I gave you an answer, and now you will give me some head!”

“Isn’t that supposed to be 'off with her head?'” asked Jennifer cautiously.

“If you prefer,” snapped the Queen, “...that can be arranged.”

“Umm, no. I'll keep my head, thank you." said Jennifer.

The Queen opened her long red robe to reveal her naked body underneath. Just like the real Raquel Welch, she was well endowed with breasts that almost rivaled Jennifer’s for size. Between her thighs was a thatch of short red hair, trimmed in the shaped of a heart.

"Then your duty remains to be fulfilled," the Queen of Tits stepped closer and spread her legs, before thrusting her hips forward.

Jennifer shuffled on her knees, and settled between the Queen's feet. She was glad to have had the experience of giving oral pleasure to another woman, so she wasn't new to this. She bent forward and placed her mouth beneath the Queen's pussy, and extended her tongue. Looking up at the Queen, Jennifer began to lick the royal pussy with all the enthusiasm she could muster. 

“Oh yes, my dear,” moaned the Queen. She clutched Jennifer's head and pulled her face against her mound. “It takes another woman to know how to please a woman properly. And you are very good at it, my dear.”

Jennifer swelled with pride at the praise, but kept on licking the Queen’s hot pussy. She noticed that the Queen's pussy had a spicy tang, compared to the teen Sally's slight sweetness. Also, the Queen's trimmed mound had been spritzed with a musky rose perfume that was very sexy. Jennifer's tongue found the royal clit, and she closed her lips over it. The sucking drove the Queen into a frenzy of moaning.

"Oh Hearts and Spades!" The Queen shouted and her hips quivered.

Jennifer's mouth was drenched in the Queen's cum. She licked her lips, tasting the Queen's juices as salty like her own, but more sweet. A moment later, the Queen released Jennifer's head and stepped back. She gestured to the King.

“Your turn, husband.” the Queen closed her robes and buttoned them.

The King stepped down the dais to stand in front of Jennifer as she continued to kneel and lick her lips. When he opened his robes, Jennifer gasped. The King was big. His cock reached halfway down his thigh and, was only half hard .Jennifer looked up at his face, and he smiled down at her.

“We are fashioned from your subconscious, my dear," the King smiled. "We are people from stories you have read or movies you have seen, and afterwards fantasized about."

“But, I don’t recognize you. Who are you?” Jennifer asked, trying to shift her gaze away from the growing erection in front of her. Then her eyes widened in recognition.

“Yes, my dear,” the King explained, “Remember the day you snuck into the adult movie theatre, and saw your first hard cock on the screen? Long Dong Silver at your service!”

Jennifer recognized the porn star from the movie she snuck into, and inspired her masturbation later than night. She was recalling the porn movie, and barely noticed when the King tugged the top of her dress open and pulled it down her shoulders. Then her focus returned to the present, and Jennifer noticed the top of her dress was under her breasts, exposing her big boobs for all to see.

“Mmmm, I want my cock between your glorious tits,” he whispered.

The King pushed Jennifer onto her back on the plush carpet of the throne room. The hidden collection jar and undergarments in the apron pocket were pushed down with her dress and slid to the side of her hip. She grabbed at the apron out of an instinct to protect the jar. The King's knees pinned Jennifer's arms to her sides as he straddled her chest and knelt above her. His hands pushed her large breasts together and he slipped his royal black dick between them.

And I thought Harold was hung, thought Jennifer, as she watched the King slide his cock between her big tits. His dick was so long, that it pushed up over her nose. Instead of kissing the end of the cock, Jennifer could only lick at the underside as it slid up. When he pulled back, Jennifer lifted her head so that when the King's black cock emerged from between her tits again, she was able to take it into her mouth. She slid her tongue under the head of the black cock and opened her mouth wide to take in as much as she could.

The King looked down at Jennifer's lips wrapped tight around his black cock, and saw how much the blonde slut was enjoying it. On the next thrust, he pushed his cock even deeper into her gaping mouth. It's impossible to take the whole thing, Jennifer told herself. But this was a place where the impossible can happen if you believe it, and I want this whole cock in my mouth. There were spots floating in front of her eyes, and she was close to blacking out when she felt the King's scrotum bump against her chin.

Jennifer thought that she had achieved the ultimate in oral sex, but then she realized it was just the start. The King slid his cock out of her mouth so only the head was inside, and then slowly pushed the whole length back into her throat! Again and again, he pulled his cock out and pushed it into her throat. Three times. Five times. Jennifer lost track of how many times he shoved his whole length down her throat.

It was not humanly possible to do what she was doing, but she was doing it. He pulled back so that only the head of his cock was in her mouth when he climaxed. His dick was still spewing as he started to pull it out of her mouth. Jennifer lifted her head to keep her lips around the black head, so that she could get a full mouthful of cum for her collection jar. When he finally pulled his cock from her mouth, a glob of sperm clung to her lower lip as she held her mouth closed.

The Queen was behind her, asking the royal audience, “Who is next?”

The satisfied King stood up and turned to walk up the dais to his throne. Jennifer sat up and fetched the collection jar from her apron. She quickly opened the top and spit the mouthful of the King's cum into the jar. She closed the jar and hid it in her apron pocket again before scrambling to her knees.

“Next?” mumbled Jennifer, licking her lower lip clean.

“My dear, you may have entertained the Queen and the King. But we are only two cards in the royal house.”

Jennifer’s head swum as looked around the throne room. She remembered there were a dozen face cards in a deck, and she had only fucked two of them. That left ten more to go, and maybe two jokers!

Down the length of the red carpet, stretched a line of the noble men and women she was previously seen. Each of them looked at her, anxious for their turn. The first man in line was dressed as a harlequin with alternating red and black sides of his costume. He had a red and black hat with four curved points. She realized that he was a Joker! Jennifer opened her mouth to protest that she couldn’t possibly handle all of these cocks and pussies.

"I can't--"

The Joker quickly stepped forward and pushed his cock between her lips. Jennifer looked up at the face of the man fucking her mouth. I didn’t realize I had a fantasy about Pee Wee Herman! The Joker continued thrusting his cock into her mouth. He was average in size, but enthusiastic. And his dick tasted like jelly beans!

The Joker watched Jennifer's lips around his cock as he pulled out a little. Then he pushed back in, and said loudly, "So the Jack asks the Queen..."

Jennifer felt the Joker's cock pull out little, and she sucked at the head of his cock in her mouth, eager to bring him to climax as quickly as possible. 

The Joker pushed his cock into Jennifer's mouth until her nose was against his pelvis. "... 'Your Highness, Where is the Party?'..."

Jennifer pressed her tongue against the slit in the head of his cock and then swirled her tongue underneath.

The Joker stopped thrusting, and stood still. "... The Queen said, 'The Party is in Jennifer's mouth, of course. And everyone is cumming.'"

The nobles erupted in laughter, that echoed in the throne room.

Jennifer felt the Joker's cock pulse and his hot sperm squirted into her mouth. The four curvy points of the Joker's hat shook and his eyes closed tight as he emptied himself in Jennifer's mouth. Then he pulled out, and stumbled away. She swallowed the Joker's sperm and looked up.

The Queen of Tits waved her hand at the line of nobles, "Next!"

This is going to be another long night, Jennifer sighed.

Continued in Chapter 10

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