Dick and Jane by Charles Arnold
Innocent acts of love and sex in Mary’s youth were severely condemned when they were discovered. At the time she was made to feel guilty and dirty, and as she grew older, the condemnation made it impossible for her to love again. As an adult Mary’s goal is to corrupt the innocent, blatantly rebuffing the notion of romantic love. When she meets Dick and Jane, a couple living across the hall, she finds a pair of imaginative degenerates with goals similar to her own. Once Mary is introduced to the couple’s kinky brand of lust, she joins Dick and the shrewd and ruthlessly arrogant Jane in a quest to corrupt Jane’s young stepsister, Sally, and her husband-to-be Bill.
“The three of us together will ruin the two God Damnedest love-struck, tight-assed, fundamentalist shithead, innocent virgins east of the Mississippi!”Jane haughtily declares. Prior to the wedding, a naive Sally agrees to let Jane drive the newlyweds to LaGuardia as they embark on their honeymoon. But instead of a honeymoon in Rio, the pair are drugged and taken to Jane’s Long Island home where the diabolical scheme unfolds. The trio of perverts are joined by a stunning black man, Tom…even the dog Spot plays a major role. But to Mary’s surprise, and Jane’s annoyance, the very dominant Tom holds power over the entire proceedings.
Much of the graphic sex takes place in a high-tech Playroom, with avid voyeurs looking on from a booth above. Elements of Maledom and Femdom are apparent throughout, although roles are mixed, tables are turned, the sexual awakening of the two young people leads to some surprising revelations for all.
Charles Arnold fans beware, Dick and Jane is unlike his previous erotica. Edgy, daring and contemptuous of modern society, this novel is both steamy erotica and a studied treatise on sex and current sexual conventions. Readers can form their own opinions, but it’s clear that this novel will be a unique experience in erotic reading. Includes dominance and submission: Maledom, Femdom and Femfem, along with interracial sex, threesomes, bondage, and the ravishment of virgins. While no graphic bestiality is depicted, such activity is implied and discussed within this novel.
Reviewer Tobias Tanner: Take a deep breath with this one. It’s going to be a wild ride, with twists and turns aplenty. Be advised, however, that it does not apologize. Don’t take my word for it. Read on.
I like men and women who are aware, who look as well as see. My baby cunt and triangular patch serve as a measure by which I can gauge awareness in those whom I allow to see me naked. Of course, I never show my pretty cunt to anyone who, in my judgment, would not eventually ask to be permitted to lick it. So, everyone who gives me suck is bound to notice my little surprise. But how happy I am if my companion when first seeing me naked is immediately aware of my neat triangle and delighted that I?ve taken such care in grooming it for his or her pleasure.For example, last year a few days before I left for the States, I spent an evening with a Mr. W. He has a very roomy apartment in Chelsea. The living room is immense and crammed with an odd but pleasing mixture of modern and Victorian furniture and paintings. At first, we sat together on the gold velvet couch. I asked him to move to a leather chair in the corner of the room. In front of the couch was a kidney shaped coffee table, the top made of thick glass. It was softly illuminated from underneath.As soon as he was settled in his chair, I asked him to take out his cock and fondle it. Although he was practically hidden in the dark corner, I could tell that he?d complied.?Is it hard?? I asked.?Oh yes, very hard,? he replied.Standing up on the glass table, I slid my skirt down and stepped out of it. Since I never wear undergarments, my cunt was bared to him at once.?Ahh,? he sighed, ?it?s like an English country garden!? How aware he was, and sensitive, and what a lovely thing to say especially when you consider he had his hot and rigid prick in his hand. ?Beautiful,? he whispered, ?so trim and neat and tidy.?I went to him immediately and gave him an exquisite trip around the world, undressing him as I kissed and licked. My tongue stabbed into one after another of his body openings: his ears, his mouth. When it sliced between the wide white cheeks of his ass he began to tremble and whimper. I flicked it up and down the underside of his prick. Then, very slowly, I licked from the stem of his cock to its head and back to the stem; up and down, up and down. And then, with the tip of my tongue, drew quick hot circles around his testicles. I opened my mouth wide and sucked his balls gently until he cried out. I was lying on my side; my legs were by his head. I spread them so that he might see the wet juice glistening in my cherry pink slit. His balls swelled. Still holding them in my mouth I could feel the first sweet burst of hot jism shoot up the shaft of his throbbing prick and out of it in a milky arc. I closed my lips over the head of his cock and sucked him dry.Later, we went into the bedroom where he lay between my legs and licked me until almost daybreak. I orgasm quickly and often. Women who don?t experience the joy of frequent, intense, and easy to achieve orgasms are denied one of life?s most splendid pleasures. It?s a matter of masturbating very early and continuously. The pathway between the adolescent clitoris and the pleasure center in the brain must be direct and smooth. An erotic imagination, however outrageous it might seem, coupled with a ready and active index or middle finger transforms a twisted and tangled maze into a shiny yellow brick road that makes the happy journey to Oz short, easy and delightful.