Chapter 1: White Rabbit.

A/N: Hey there. Collin Chambers here, AKA: Mr. E.

This is my first lemon based story, like, ever, so please forgive me if the lemons are not that good.

On wit da story.

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Allen was falling. To his death, he assumed. He couldn't complain, though. There are worse ways to die. At the hands of Issabelle Terrace and her gang of female thugs, for one. Issabelle just seemed to hate Allen for no reason, other than the fact that he was a man. Maybe he insulted her in a past life, or something. Allen didn't really care, because now he could die without dealing with the torture Issabelle promised if she ever got her hands on him.

He was a tall boy of seventeen, with short, dark blond hair that reached past his eyes. He wore a long red coat with golden epaulets and buttons. He wore a plain black shirt, brown slacks, and black work boots. White silk gloves covered the young thiefs hands.

Allen pulled out his pocket watch, and read the time. He had been falling for close to three hours, non-stop. It was unnerving. There was definitely something wrong here. Was that a bird house that just floated past his head? Absurd.

Suddenly, Allen saw the ground nearing closer and closer. He braced himself for his imminent demise, but came to a halt not two feet from death, as if gravity rejected him. He soon became acquainted with the ground, as he fell the last two feet. The dark haired boy stood, brushing off his red, many buttoned jacket. He looked around the room, noticing one thing. This was not the meadow he started in. Damn that rabbit for being so mysterious. If it hadn't of been so interesting, Allen would never have chased it, and fallen down that blasted hole.

"Hello?" Called Allen, looking down the brightly lit, twisted hallway he found himself in. "Is anyone there?"

"I'm here." Came a light voice from behind the young man. He spun around, seeing a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. Odd. That wasn't there before.

"W-where am I?" Asked Allen. The woman smiled, walking towards him. She was tall, with long white hair, and snow white eyes. She wore a long, white dress. The strangest part of this woman were not her white eyes, but her long, white rabbit ears. There was little makeup, save for white lipstick. She stalked towards Allen, with a sensual movement to her hips. She smiled predatorily as she backed Allen into the wall. She placed a hand on each side of his head, and grinned evilly at the poor boy.

"Oh, yes. You'll do quite nicely." She purred in his ear.

Allen was terrified. He's usually the one doing the seducing, and this odd woman suddenly appears and tries to...

Allen was suddenly torn out of his thoughts as the woman pressed her lips to his. It took him a moment to realize what had actually happened, and by that time, he was even more confused.

"Mmmmmm. You taste goooooood." The woman moaned, as she pulled away from Allen, a thin trail of saliva connecting the two. She grinned evilly again. "I want more." She slammed her lips back against Allen's, forcing her tongue into his mouth as he put up a futile fight to try and stop her. His fear grew as the woman attempted to remove his jacket. She forced something into into his mouth, making him swallow it. He'd finally managed to separate her from him.

"W-why?" Was all he could ask. The woman laughed, a sweet, twinkling sound.

"What? You think I have ulterior motives?" She looked at him to see the boy with a "duh" expression. "Okay, I do." She laughed again, shaking her head.

"What do you want?" Asked Allen.

"Well, you see," Said the woman. "I brought you here to help us." Due to Allens lack of response, she continued. "You see, we're in Wonderland, a land filled with nothing but women." She laughed at the scared look on Allen's face. "I chose to bring you here, Allen, because we need your help."

"H-how?" Asked the boy.

"There is a small group of human men from your world, and they're trying to take over Wonderland." Replied the woman. "They seem to believe that the strange creatures from this world are evil, because the are not human. I want you to stop these men."

Allen nodded, understanding the angle. "But, that doesn't explain why you're trying to get in my pants."

The woman blushed at this. She looked away. "Well, the people from your world gives off a scent that acts like a natural aphrodisiac for the people of this world. Plus, a lot of the inhabitants of Wonderland are in dire need of... Sweet release. And now that you're here, how could I not?"

Allen's eyes widened. Did she just tell him that he was a walking sex magnet, stuck in a world filled to the brim with horny women? Shit. Again, he was torn from his thoughts as the woman traced her lips up the side of Allen's neck, eliciting a shiver from him.

"Now," She whispered into his ear. "Where were we?" She had finally managed to wrestle Allen's coat off, throwing it to the floor. She didn't bother to pull his shirt off the old fashioned way, opting to just tear the fabric from him. Allen stood there, shirt less, with this obviously aroused woman staring at his toned body. "I'm going to enjoy this." The woman said. Allen threw his hands up, trying to back up even further into the wall.

"W-wait!" Shouted Allen. "I-I don't even know your name!" Came his lame excuse.

"Claire white." She said, without missing a beat. She began kissing Allens chest, moving downwards. Allen tried to stop her, but Claire grabbed his wrists, slamming them into the wall behind hem. Suddenly, he realized that there were shackles on him. Wait. There weren't shackles there before, were there? Something's wrong here.

"Now that there won't be anymore interruptions..." Claire smirked, kneeling before Allen. She pulled down the hem of his slacks, staring at the Allen's above average member.

'Good God!' Thought Claire. 'It's almost a foot long!' Claire stared at the rod as if it were her new deity.

"Quit staring at it." Squirmed Allen. "You're making me ner-GAH!" Allen was cut off as Claire took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. She pushed her head close to Allens base, his pubic hairs tickling her nose. She began bobbing her head, her white lipstick smearing on his base as she gagged on his python. Fifteen minutes later, and he still hadn't cum yet.

"Gaha! I'm coming!" Shouted Allen. Claire rammed the cock down her throat as far as she could as she waited for her reward. Sure enough, Allen's dick began twitching as he released his thick, ropey sperm down into her throat. Claire gulped loudly as she swallowed as much of the sperm as she could, before it started overflowing. Claire's eyes widened at the sheer amount of cum leaking onto her dress. At least it was white. Claire stared wide eyed at Allens still hard member. What was this guy made of?

"Ready for the main course?" Asked Claire, looking up into the lust filled gaze of Allen. He smirked down at her.

"I thought you'd never ask." The shackles came loose from Allen's wrists, and he grabbed Claire into a steamy kiss when she stood back up. They pulled Claire's dress off quickly, and Allen fell forward with Claire under him. They landed on a bed that wasn't there before, but Allen quit questioning these things. He took a short moment to admire the body of the woman beneath him. She had a very shapely body, with large breasts and a large ass. She was gorgeous, and Allen wondered why he'd tried to stop her. Claire reached down, and grabbed Allen's cock, barely being able to reach all the way around it. She directed it in front of her wet snatch.

"All at once." She said. Allen nodded. He took a breath, locking eyes with the woman under him. He thrust forward with all his strength. He soon realized that Claire was previously a virgin as he pierced her hymen.

"Hah!" Claire moaned as pain shot through her. Allen kissed her to try and numb the pain. He pulled back, and looked between them. Blood trickled out of Claire, along with another fluid. He looked at the star struck look on Claires face, and realized that she had just had her first orgasm.

"How was that?" Asked Allen, smirking at what he did.

"M-more." She begged. Allen laughed, and began roughly thrusting. "No! Stop! You're pushing too hard!"

"You don't want me to go slow." Said Allen, still thrusting. "It'll break your mind."

"P-please..."

"Alright." Said Allen. He began his slow, even thrusts. Claires mind went totally blank due to the sheer pleasure she was feeling. Allen bit one of Claires sensitive ears, and she moaned in pleasure. It wasn't long before she reached her second orgasm. Then, Allen thrust up into her, fast and precise, causing a double orgasm. He slammed into her cervix. Claire was practically catatonic, but Allen had yet to reach his orgasm. He kept thrusting, until he could feel his climax coming closer.

"In or out?" Asked Allen, straining against the oncoming orgasm..

"In." Came the weak answer. "Fill me with your seed." Allen released the flood gates. His cum flooded her and destroyed her thoughts. She moaned in pure pleasure as their combined fluids drenched the bed. After a moment, Allen looked down at the vacant expression on Claires face.

"Wake up. I'm not done with you yet." He turned her over, and pulled her ass up, so her face was in the bed and her rear was straight up. He looked at her pleased face as she made short eye contact with him. She nodded slightly. Allen smiled, pressed the tip of his dick against her "back door," and pushed. He speared her anus, and began thrusting. She moaned on every thrust, and started screaming out things like: "Fuck me!" And: "Fuck my asshole raw!" Or: "Slam that thick cock into meeee!"

Some time later, Allen reached another orgasm, as Claire was nearing her sixth. But, being a gentleman, he made sure to allow her to finish before pulling out. He looked at Claire, her ass still in the air, cum leaking out of both entrances. Allen layed down, turning her on her back. He layed beside her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head on his chest.

They both had wonderful dreams that night.

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So, how was that? Good for my first try?

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