Alice's Marriage In Wonderland free porn video

Alice chased after an anthropomorphic rabbit because he dropped his gloves in apprehension. Little did she know that he was actually leading her to the queen of lesbians. The queen, named Amoret, convinced Alice that she was her rightful mate. The rest, that followed, turned out well for her.

Cast of Characters:

 

Major Characters:

Alice:   Protagonist.

Amoret:   Lesbian queen of Castle Sappho Islands, Wonderland.

Minor Characters:

White rabbit:   An anthropomorphic rabbit and Amoret’s servant.

Young women:   Lesbians.

 

 

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“There-you are done now,” Alice spoke merrily to herself when she finished braiding her silky blond hair into a long plait. She stood before the mirror, which was fixed into the ornate oak frame of her polished dressing table. Her lips curved into a smile as she looked at her reflection.

Alice was a 25 years old hottie. She had supple locks, which glowed brilliantly around her oval face. The pink shade had a blushing effect on her cheeks and deep-set blue eyes. Her hourglass figure, clad into a 36F bra and pink microskirt, was a feast to eyes. “What do you think? Am I not…”

Alice paused shortly. She pursed her lips and rested her hands on waist. “NO. If I ask you the way Michelle did last night, it won’t do well,” she said in a mocking tone. “She had no idea how to question a mirror because she never read SNOW WHITE.” She threw her head back and her tinkling laughter echoed through the well-furnished bedroom.

“Will you mind answering me, if I ask you like,

mirror mirror on the wall,

who is fairest of us all?”

Naturally, the mirror was not magical and it did not answer her question.

“Oh baby, you are the fairest,” said Alice. She kissed on the mirror cheerfully and turned around. A copy of Emma Hudson’s Forbidden Desires lay on the side-table of her lush bed. She went over and took it. The book belonged to women, whose letters filled it with lesbian fantasies. Some of them were long and explicit; other were implicit and quizzical. The letter of a pregnant woman, named Michelle, was a four-paragraphed narration of her frustration about actual fucking. Her beauty was fading due to three consecutive conceptions. The climactic failure urged her to conjure up a fantasy when she stood before the mirror. It began with the appearance of five girls around her. She had them between her legs, at her ass, sucking her tits, and in her mouth. She masturbated to a climax within seconds while imagining them.

Alice read the scene, fingering herself; she masturbated to a quick climax too. The girl-cum had a pleasant taste as she licked it off her fingers. The fantasy had some thrill and she dozed off, picturing it mentally.

Her erotic vision reeled itself into a dream of lesbians, who were making out with each other. She stood amongst them, watching their demo. None of the women took care to touch her. Then, someone came to her out of the blue. Her hand was taken and she followed her companion for one night stand.

Alice woke up instantly. She touched herself. It was another climax. The dream seemed a reality to her. However, it was disappointing to wake up alone in the room. She got out of bed, and took a shower to get rid of the sweat and cum.

“What a pity,” said Alice, looking at the book in her hand. “She had to cum her fantasy out. Why on earth she isn’t looking for the real cunts?” She sighed and put it back. On the second thought, she took it again and walked out of her house.

The morning breeze felt pleasant to Alice. She inhaled the fragrance of wild roses, which were planted alongside the lilies at the borders of her lawn. The three wooden benches had been polished last eve; all the plants were trimmed off to beautify the meadow. She walked, swaying her wide hips rhythmically, to the nearest bench and sat down.

Alice looked up. The only thing that drifted in the sky was a shadowy cloud. Suddenly, it occurred to her that the cloud had stopped its movement; it was lingering just above her. She frowned at the idea but a swift current of wind shook it off her mind. She had to look down. The pages of the book were flipping madly.

 

“Oh my,” said Alice, holding them in place. Then, her eyes fell on the subtitle Beth. The author had dedicated a whole page to her fantasy. She raised the book and began to read it:

 

 

Dearest Helen,

I’m still so thrilled by our shared experience that I can’t keep myself from telling you. It was a sweet and wonderful love we had for that brief hour.

You are delicious, my darling, with that satin-soft glowing skin and marvelous figure. I loved smelling and tasting you all over. How your throbbing nipples swelled as I sucked and kissed them. Then, you told me to milk your melons and I held my face between them for you. You murmured for me to slide my fingers down the cleft of your bottom. Darling, your hole there is so soft yet tight, so moist and musky. And it really excited you, didn’t it, when I worked my fingers up inside it?

But, of course, it was your yummy cunt that drove me wild. Oh honey, how its inner flesh opened out as my fingers traced your slit. It quivered and grew very wet. You loved having me caress you like that, didn’t you? I know you did, because you had wriggled and gasped when I touched you there.

Then, my mouth went right down on you; it was all hair and soft flesh. The glorious smell and the exciting taste of your moisture seeped into my mouth. I loved having my nose crushed against your flower. The rich smell of your bottom was intoxicating. I just wanted to eat you up; gulping down the liquid and substance of your body, was my passion. I love you because I crave for you!

It’s perfectly all right that you didn’t do as much for me in return. I realized that you were too excited, and that it was all happening too quickly. Just your hands on me were enough.  The touch of your fingers was so soft, warm, and loving. I felt that you were straining. Then, I heard your choked moans. You were hunching in lust and grinding your tart on my mouth. I knew you were climaxing hard. My own cunt stirred up, just in ecstasy. Oh, sweetheart! It was all wonderful. I’ll never forget it.

Helen, my love, let me eat your tasty cunt again, and soon. Will you dear? Please?

 

“Wow! Helen is so lucky,” said Alice. “Oh how I wish to have a lover like Beth! If I were Helen, she might have no need to implore me like that.”

Alice went on with fingering herself as she read the fantasy again. Her G-string was drenched in a moment. She sighed and reclined against the bench. “I’m cumming so much. The girls really know their stuff. It’s so hot and impressive, even without pictures,” she said.

Alice put down the book, and she closed her eyes. “I’ve dreamed for her,” she spoke. “I really need her now. I wish for her to come here and kneel down before me, and eat my cunt. Will she drive me crazy, like Beth did Helen?” She dropped her soliloquy for a while, and moved a hand up her stomach. “Will she lick and smell me all over? Will she show me her passion?”

Alice paused. She squeezed her bra-clad melons. Their resilience provoked her to resume the soliloquy. “Will she suck and milk my tits to take me…”

Suddenly, she heard a sharp honking voice from nearby. It said, “Oh dear, I’ll be too late!”

Alice’s eyes flew open and she looked in the direction of that voice. The speaker was a large white rabbit who ran past her. He was clad in a red leather jacket. She could get a glimpse of the black gloves that stuck out of his waist-pocket.

Alice was amazed to see a rabbit acting human; he was dressed, running on hind toes, speaking, and taking something from his waist-pocket. It was a pocket-watch. He was too delirious to notice that his gloves had slipped off.

“Oh my, he dropped his gloves,” said Alice and she called out, “Sir! WAIT.”

The white rabbit honked back, “I don’t have time! I’m already LATE. Her Majesty will cut off my balls if I won’t be in TIME.”

“But Sir, your gloves…”

“Another time, another time!”

Alice could do nothing but to run after him. She left the lawn behind, paused shortly to pick up the gloves, and resumed to follow the path taken by the white rabbit. Some way ahead, he took a corner to left and disappeared.

Alice turned around that corner to run through an alley. It finished into a huge baobab tree. She reached there, stopped, and knelt under the trunk to examine an opening.

“Wow! It looks like a big rabbit-hole he must have jumped into,” said Alice. “I’d better follow him.” Therefore, she crept like a quadruped and entered the hole.

The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then it dipped. Alice found herself falling down what seemed to be a well. Either it was very deep or she fell too slowly, for she had plenty of time to look about her. Hence, she tried to make out what she was coming to but it was too dark to see anything.

Down, down, down! It seemed to Alice that the fall would never end; but it was over, at last, when she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves.

Alice was not hurt a bit and she got to her feet right away. She looked up. It was all dark overhead. Before her was another long passage and the white rabbit was in sight, hurrying down it. She began running, and came nearer to him when he said, “I’m overdue. I’m really in a stew. I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!” Then, he pushed open a door and slammed it shut behind him.

Alice, panting for that crazy rabbit chase, had to stop herself by the door. She had tucked the gloves into her bra because she wanted to hand them back to him, but he was too distressed to comply with her. “The moron let me chase him like I had nothing else to do,” she said in revulsion. “Oh to hell with him, and his gloves!”

She resolved to throw the gloves away and turn back to her home, but the idea of impossibility to climb up the well changed her mind. Therefore, she turned the golden knob and opened the door.

Alice found herself into a spacious clearing. The crowns of surrounding trees sheltered the place. There were scores of tents. Mattresses and cushions were directly placed on the ground.

Alice looked around, bemused at what she saw. There were young women, all nude and vulnerable. They were having sex as couples and groups. Mouths were locked in fanatical kiss. Nipples were released and retaken orally. Heads bobbed between thighs and ass-cheeks. Pussies and assholes were ravished by dildoes. The lavishness of their orgy was amplified with sighs, moans, and screams. It was so carnal and lascivious that Alice was aroused to touch herself between thighs. Then suddenly, she heard a woman’s crisp voice behind her back, “Are you enjoying the show, baby?”

Alice gave a start and turned around to see that her addresser was a crowned redhead. She was 32 years old. The thin lips, short jagged hair, sober demeanor, and lofty posture hinted an air of authority about her. She was dressed into medieval male fashion and looked graceful. The close-set green eyes, however, had a peculiar impression on her face. They had a cold lingering stare.

“Er-I…” Alice stammered rather than affirming her question.

“Aren’t you comfy here? Come on then, don’t be shy! Cause, nobody is shy here.”

Alice noticed that the crowned woman was smiling and her triangular face had brightened up, but her cold stare had a disturbing effect on her. Nonetheless, she managed to ask, “Who are you? Where am I?”

“Oh, I’m glad you asked that,” said the redhead. “I’m Amoret, the queen of Castle Sappho Islands, Wonderland.”

“C-Castle Sappho!”

“That’s right,” said the queen. “You have now entered the premises of LESBIANS.”

“Lesbians?”

“Gosh! I never knew you would ask silly questions. Don’t you believe in lesbians, baby? They do live in this world,” said Amoret.

“No. Erm-I mean…”

“You’ve been reading about lesbians. You like them, don’t you?”

Alice was speechless. She stared at Amoret and blurted out, “How do you know that?”

“You left a book on the bench”, answered Amoret. “I took it behind your back. Haven’t you seen the only cloud this morning? I was in there, watching you.”

Alice frowned at her words, and she understood them in a moment. ‘So that is why, the cloud had really stopped and lingered above me,’ she deduced. “You were watching me,” she asked the queen, “but why?”

“Because I wanted to know you better,” Amoret told her. “I’m glad to see that you are the right woman for me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Wonderland is really an awesome place,” replied Amoret. “All that’s impossible is possible here. You won’t be tired of fucking and screwing all day long. Surely, you can do this if there is a right person for you to mate with. Have you wondered, even for a second, why these dolls are nude when I’m the only one clothed here?”

Amoret noticed that Alice was blinking at her in confusion. “Ok. Just look around to see behind you,” she said. Her thin lips curved into a smile.

Alice looked around. There was no sign of the door, but she saw a large stone wall with some words scrawled on it. She was taken aback and turned her head to exclaim, “The door’s gone!"

“EXACTLY,” said Amoret. “Like I said, all that’s impossible is possible here. It’s your destiny to live here as my wife.”

“What! But how is that going to happen?”

“Do you think it’s just a cock and bull story? NO, Not at all! And mind you, Castle Sappho chooses the women who are destined to be married.”

“But…”

“Women can join one another in marriage, if they are true lesbians,” Amoret cut her off.

“And you think I’m one of them,” said Alice. “Oh I never had a woman to love with!”

“A true lesbian isn’t just a woman of action,” said Amoret. “If you are aroused by the fantasies of two or more women making love, Castle Sappho marks you as one in guarantee.”

Alice reflected on Amoret’s bold proposal and justification. ‘That’s strange, really strange,” she wondered. ‘But why does she want to marry me?’

Amoret asked her, “What are you thinking?”

“Just one thing,” said Alice. “How can you say that I’m the right woman for you?”

“There are three answers to your question,” said Amoret. “First, I want to stay with you forever. Just a sight of you lifts me up.You are incomparable in beauty and captivation, and that’s why I love you. Second, you chased after the white rabbit to return him THESE.” She fished out the black gloves from her purple tunic.

Alice frowned at the gloves. Then, she looked down at her chest and gasped. Amoret grinned at her and said, “You seem to have surprises today, my love.”

“Ye-yes. I had them tucked into my bra and…”

“Oh they are in my possession now! Cause I’m their true owner,” said Amoret. “You had no idea that they were charmed. The white rabbit served my purpose to bring you here. He was nothing but an enchanted minion.”

The queen fell silent and smirked at the perplexed look on Alice’s face. She threw the gloves aside and spoke, “It’s absurd to chase after some silly creature for the trifle, isn’t it? Nonetheless, you ran after him because their spell made you do that. As soon as you reached that door, the spell was warded off. Great things do happen if you want them to. You decided to open the door and then, came here.”

“I just thought,” said Alice, “that it’s impossible to climb up the well and go home. I had no alternative.”

“On the contrary, you HAD an alternative.”

“What! But how?”

“If your decision was to stay away from the door, the passage would let you bypass the well and go back unharmed.”

Alice raised her eyebrows. ‘This place is indeed a wonder,’ she thought.

“Last but not least,” Amoret said, “the door to the entrance is gone. The stone wall now declares that I don’t have to wait any longer for the rightful mate.”

Alice turned around and walked over to the wall. She read the words scrawled on it:

HAIL TO HER EXCELLENCY! THE MATE DESTINED FOR HER ARRIVES.

‘So she’s the one I’d dreamed of, last night,’ Alice thought with conviction. ‘Now, I know who can take my hands for eternity and whose love can fill me up.’ She looked back at the queen. The perplexity and confusion were shaken off her mind.

“Each chick is married here with one or more partners,” said Amoret, pointing at the nude women around them. “They will keep on screwing each other for infinity.”

“Yes,” said Alice. Her lips curved into a smile.

“If a chick cums thrice for one night stand,” Amoret went on, “she’s married with her mate, and her clothes are taken up by the Castle Sappho.”

“So our clothes will be taken up too,” said Alice.

“Of course baby,” said Amoret merrily. “These chicks won’t see, hear, or feel you until the verification of our marriage.”

“That’s sweet,” Alice said amiably.

Queen Amoret walked closer to Alice and embraced her. “Because it’s love,” she said tenderly, caressing her back. Alice snaked her arms about Amoret’s neck. Their lips met in a soft demanding kiss. It grew more intimate and passionate.

They went on with kissing each other until Amoret whispered to her, “Come with me, baby. We must have some privacy.”

Alice laughed. Amoret led her to the largest of tents.

The interior of the tent looked similar to a copiously decorated bedroom. There were vivid tapestries, a king-size bed with plush spread, a polished dressing table, fancy lamps, and cabinets of various sizes. Wine bottles and goblets seemed to fill a white cabinet at their right.

“Oh how lovely,” Alice exclaimed joyously as she looked around.

Amoret, who had taken her crown off, smiled at the amazed look on Alice’s face and said, “It wasn’t that lovely without you.” She took her waist and pulled her closer for a crushing kiss.

Alice closed her eyes and moaned. Amoret was sucking her lips as she took them vigorously. She refrained from biting them because that might hurt her beloved.

Amoret broke the lip-lock, and proceeded to kiss Alice on the cheeks. She darted her tongue out, licked her neck in preoccupation, and nuzzled down to her right shoulder. She cuddled her, feeling her back and sucking her earlobe.

Alice smiled languidly and let Amoret grope with her bra bands. They were pushed closer and pulled apart. Hence, her bra went off in two shakes.

Amoret ogled at her marvelous tits. They were full and round; pink nipples were set provocatively on her large areolae. “Girl, look at you! They are soo big and beautiful,” she exclaimed.

“They are yours, darling,” said Alice. Her voice was husky.

“Right,” said Amoret. She began touching and squeezing her tits. Alice hissed for an occasional tweak and pull on her nipples.

“You like it, don’t you?”

“Yesss…”

“May I suck them for you, baby?”

“Do it, please!”

“Here it goes then,” said Amoret. She kissed her tits all over, and pushed them into the deep cleavage. Then, she slipped her tongue out, and licked her there. The seductive pair of mammas wagged when she shook her head between them.

Amoret moved to her nipples with the gradual transition from licks to sucking. She took a mouthful of one nipple and held it in suction. Her hand caressed the other, occasionally pulling it.

Alice’s face flushed as her nipples were released, retaken, and substituted repetitively. ‘She wants them bad and I love to be attended like this,’ she reflected.

Amoret hanged around Alice’s melons. She sucked, kneaded, pulled, and nibbled at the seductive pair. Occasional flicks of her tongue set the darling girl ablaze with pleasure.

Alice got a glimpse of Forbidden Desires when Amoret was nuzzling down her midriff. The book lay on the countertop of a cabinet, which stood nearest to bed. She closed her eyes for a light kiss on her bellybutton.

Amoret, finally knelt, tucked her fingers into the waistband of Alice’s skirt and pulled it down her legs. Her eyes fell on the Tie Side G-string, which was soaked between her mate’s thighs. “So you are ready for me, aren’t you? Oh, I know you are,” she said, eyeing her up. Then, she fondled Alice along the wide curve of her hips and grabbed her ass-cheeks seductively.

Alice bit her lip. Amoret had untied her G-string and denuded her pussy. She heard her say, “Should I eat your cunt, and let our love flourish for this?”

“Oh yesss…” Alice’s voice trailed off as she replied abstractedly.

There was a cabinet beside them. It stood fixed on the ground. When Amoret pushed her, she rested her big booty on its countertop and so, opened her legs invitingly.

Amoret slipped her tongue out and ran it over Alice’s shaved pussy. She kissed her there. ‘She is so open and wet. Nothing is as appetizing as her gravy,’ she observed. Instantly, she held her round thighs more apart and moved between them to relish her taste.

Alice hissed and moaned. Her pussy shuddered for the building desire. Amoret’s lips were glued to her pink petals. She was ravishing her outer labia and inner cunt.

Amoret’s head bobbed between her thighs as she ate and licked her in urgency. Her tongue drilled into her pussy and it flicked up, circumscribing her clit. She closed her lips on the ultra sensitive knob, sucking it harder.

The pleasure was so intense that Alice had to buck her hips. Amoret captured her pussy just as she had sucked her lips.

Alice thought she would go mad. Her pussy was inflamed to the brim. She screamed for the utmost lust. Amoret was licking her faster and she sucked her clit passionately.

Then it happened! Alice squirted on Amoret’s face. Some juice had dribbled down her thighs.

“One down, two to go,” said Amoret. She licked the juice off her thighs and moved up. Alice sighed. Amoret’s tongue was penetrating her. ‘She is so good. Gosh! I’m filled up,’ she reflected.

Amoret fucked Alice with her tongue, and stood up in a while. She sucked her nipples, and they kissed each other warmly. Alice took her lips, savoring her own taste on them.

“That’s your flavor, my darling,” said Amoret.

“It’s wonderful,” replied Alice.

“I knew you’d love it. Let’s have another go, shall we?”

“HEY,” Alice spoke out as she was hurled on the bed. Amoret hovered above her. She grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to the edge.

Alice resolved to lie relaxed, and she smiled at her lover. Amoret beamed back and knelt before her. She moved down to kiss her mons and splayed her sexy legs; she pushed them until Alice’s knees were at her own chest.

Amoret held Alice’s legs in place and proceeded to lick her thighs. She went down to her vaganus and slipped her tongue out. It ran up and down the insides of her ass-cheeks.

Alice gasped. The rim-job was shaking her vitals. She bit her lip as Amoret was poking her tongue into and out of her asshole. “Oh yeah… yeah… aah… lick me… lick me… mmm…” she chanted, squeezing her own tits.

Amoret came up to Alice’s pussy and pressed her mouth to suck some wetness that leaked out. She probed her tongue through Alice’s outer labia and into her inner cunt.

Alice hissed as her lover ate her out. She could not move her legs because Amoret’s hands were holding them hard.

‘Now, I’ll make you cum,’ resolved Amoret as she captured Alice’s hood. She flicked her tongue on her clit and licked it across, sideways, up, and down. Then she sucked it hard and kept on licking it, faster and more demandingly.

Alice moaned. She wallowed into the magnificent sensation of Amoret’s tongue between her thighs. All the feeling centered within her pussy. The cunt juice flowed through her walls. Suddenly, her stomach muscles began to contract. She moved her legs down and closed them about Amoret’s head.

Queen Amoret’s face was crushed into her pussy. The only maneuver she followed was to hold her tongue and close her lips about Alice’s clit. ‘Here she goes. I must not lose her,’ she judged.

Alice was in the bliss. Her body convulsed. She strained her torso and squealed, and came right away into her partner’s mouth.

“Two down, one to go,” said Amoret.

Alice felt her legs pushed apart again. Amoret was licking her spent pussy. She closed her eyes and lay idle, letting the queen relish on her taste. ‘I’ve never been satiated so much in my life,’ she thought. ‘Oh how she is pleasing me! I love her there. She’s so full of passion,’

Amoret sucked all the juice out of Alice’s twat and she got to her feet, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “You haven’t seen me yet,” she said, “but I’ll show you, of course.”

Alice said nothing. She stared at her partner who was undressing herself. Her tunic and drawers went off directly. There was no question about her eagerness to join Alice abed.

An astonished look stole over Alice’s face as she surveyed her partner. Amoret was not as curvy and voluptuous as she was. She had a skinny and straight figure!

Amoret read her thoughts and laughed. “I knew that,” she said. “It’s another surprise for the day, baby.”

“Well, you struck me dumb.”

“Because I have an impression on you different from how you anticipated me earlier,” Amoret told her. “It isn’t hard and fast for each woman to be shapely. So, it’s possible for me to have no curves.”

“Ah! Ok,” said Alice.

“Just see, we’ll be an unparalleled couple in the history of Wonderland, and that’ll be a marvelous thing for us to know.”

“Unparalleled! How come?”

“Cause your lover is a woman who looks like a man.”

Alice laughed. “Yes,” she said. “Does she have something to make herself a man?”

“Of course,” said Amoret, beaming. “She owns a thing that will make her more than a man.”

Alice frowned at her partner’s words. There was no need for Amoret to go for an explanation. She bent down and fished out a toy from the cabinet nearest to bed.

Alice gasped in fascination as her eyes fell on the thing. It was a 7” strap-on, with the curved and venous shaft. “It’s-it’s big,” she exclaimed.

“Yeah”, said Amoret, “and it’s always ready to enter a pussy or an asshole.”

“Wow! I’ve read about it,” said Alice cheerfully as she averted her eyes to look at Forbidden Desires.

“Until, you saw them using such toys,” Amoret added, gesturing toward the entrance of their tent.

“Oh yeah, you’re right! Sometimes, I forget things and-I feel like an idiot.”

“It’s all right my love,” said Amoret. She raised the strap-on and asked, “Do you want me to put this thing on, and shove it up your cunt?”

“Yeah, I’d love to have it in my cunt,” said Alice. Her face brightened up for the idea.

Amoret strapped the harness to her groin and hips. Then, she got into bed with Alice maneuvering her on the pillows. She lay down beside her and began to explore her body with erotic rapture.

Amoret kissed Alice from head to toe. Then, she rolled her over and licked up her entire backside. She turned the doll on her back again, and went on with sucking her tits and eating her cunt. Alice wallowed into the feeling of her mate’s mouth and tongue. Her cunt walls quivered, and she got wet in a while.

Amoret positioned herself between Alice’s thighs. The head of her shaft pressed against her wet opening, and it penetrated her almost instantly.

Alice’s eyes flew wide open. Amoret went into her, slow and easy, for the first entry. The friction on her G-spot was extremely gratifying.

Amoret kept her shaft lodged within her erogenous crevice. Then, she moved backward pulling it out partially.

Alice moaned. The pleasure built within her walls as the thing entered her again.

Amoret kept on repeating the maneuver with perfect timing. Her gentle movement developed into shoves.

Alice hugged her about shoulders. The desire was soaring up her spine.

Amoret took her mouth without breaking her shoves. She locked her lips into a crushing kiss.

Alice began to yell when Amoret let her lips go. It was too unbearable for her to keep moaning. The shaft heaved into her. Its head was going up to her hilt. Waves of pure lust were seizing her. She shook her head in complete abandon. Amoret was fucking her to the edge.

The toy was designed to please its wearer too. Amoret knew that she was reaching the crescendo along with her mate.

The last shove was the mightiest. They screamed and groaned for a simultaneous climax.

Amoret lay atop Alice, kissing her cheeks and lips with affection. Then, she rolled off swiftly.

“Ouch! That hurts,” Alice complained. Her face grimaced as the toy was carelessly dislodged from her pussy.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” said Amoret. She resolved to act quickly, and went down on her.

“Aah! That feels better,” said Alice. She smiled and closed her eyes.

Amoret made sure that Alice was relieved of pain. After that, she crawled forward kissing her stomach and sucking her tits.

They kissed each other until Amoret said to Alice, “It’s over, my love.”

“Yes, it is. I have cum thrice for you, and you were just-brilliant.”

“I couldn’t have done anything without you,” said Amoret as she snuggled up with Alice.

“Should I take it as a compliment?”

“Well, it’s more than a compliment. Are you worn out for cumming that much?”

“No way! I’m still craving for more.”

“That’s it,” said Amoret, beaming. “Haven’t I told you already? You aren’t tired a bit because you came for the right person.”

“Yes,” said Alice. “All is well that ends well. Now, we are married, right?”

“Um-for an answer, we have to wait until our marriage is verified,” said Amoret. She turned her head to look at their left and exclaimed, “Hey, watch this!”

Alice followed her gaze. Her jaws fell open as she saw an extraordinary scenario. Their clothes were ascending in slow motion; it was happening automatically. The entire material got higher and scattered as if it were in the space. It hung unscathed in the air until wafts of smoke rose from it. The fabric began to shrink and the smoke condensed right away. They stared, speechless, as their outfit turned completely into soot and it soared out of the tent.

“Whew! They are taken up finally,” Amoret remarked.

“That was horrible,” said Alice. Her beautiful face looked aghast.

Amoret smiled and kissed her. “There is no need for you to be horrified,” she said.

“I’ve never seen anything like that,” Alice told her.

“Wonderland is full of surprises and great things must happen here fantastically. You must cheer up, darling. Our marriage is verified now!”

Alice said nothing. Amoret was looking at her with assurance, affection, and closeness. “You are right,” she said. Her lips curved into a smile.

“From now on, we are a couple. It is a must for us to have sex, over and over again.”

Alice laughed. “We had it just a while ago,” she said.

“That was before our marriage! Don’t you want to have fun for the infinity?”

Alice was wordless. She just raised an eyebrow.

Amoret kissed her lips. After that, she led her to innumerable bouts of carnal pleasure.

Since then, they have been making love. There is no end to their connubial adventures.