Em & HR's Wicked Fairytales - Vol I: Snow, not so pure, White

Snow was breathless with anticipation as Stephen’s cock slid along her wet opening. At last he slipped his manhood between her pretty pink folds and pressed inside her.

Snow gasped at the sharp, sudden tightness, the pain at his sudden intrusion that scattered her pleasure momentarily. Her nails dug into his shoulders and she mewled softly.

“Relax princess, it will only hurt for a minute. Of any woman I have ever known, I feel your body was born for this!”

His words reassured her and her body relaxed slightly. He was right. She was made for this; made for him. Snow was lost deep within the cloudy haze of lust and the addicting feeling of freedom discovered for the first time. Free to do as she pleased. Free to give in to her most naughty desires. Prince Stephen was intoxicating to the young princess. She felt him push further inside her.

"There it is Princess, your virgin veil, it is time to make you mine!”

She liked the idea of that, being his. She tried not to think about the fact it was only for one night as he pushed all the way inside her at last.

Snow cried out in pleasure and pain as the Huntsman took her virginity. She squeezed his shoulders tightly as she adjusted to the feeling of his thick cock inside her. He assured her again and gave her a long deep kiss. Snow moaned into his mouth, tongue sweeping along his, and soon her pleasure overcame the pain. She massaged his shoulders as she kissed him passionately, and gradually her hips began to writhe against his.

“… tell me Princess, the pain is over, now it is time for pleasure, are you ready to feel pleasure Princess, to enjoy all my cock can give you?”

"Oh yes, Prince Stephen! Please, you make me feel so good…” and then, thinking of what he’d said earlier about her “three gorgeous incredible holes”, Snow went even further in her submission to him. “I give you permission to use my body and my holes as you desire!"

Snow wasn't all together in her right mind for it was cloudy with lust and desire, for she had never wanted something, someone so much. Prince Steven had unlocked the floodgates of Snow's shameful desires and let them crash over him. She wanted to give him everything; all of her.

It was funny how she'd gone from being terrified of him just a few hours ago to writhing in pleasure underneath him now. Snow had nothing left to lose and with the trappings of royalty gone so were the responsibilities to maintain her purity. Now was time for her to do what she wanted to do, not what was expected of her, and what Snow wanted to do was get ravished by the Huntsman.
 
It happened so easily, it was tender yet erotic. Sliding his massive prick into Snow White’s tight hole, plucking her flower, and now continuing, stretching and sliding ever deeper inside of her. He was awash in desire, she was everything he had ever wanted, beautiful, sweet, submissive, and deep down, unable and not needing to hide it, and unabashed whore!

Having already enjoyed her talented tonge, and natural cock sucking skills, and now deep within her now claimed, but all too recent virginal cunt, he heard her sweet voice, up the ante further, “I give you permission to use my body and my holes as you desire!"

The mirror had long since fogged, he was taking in every wonderful lurid second of the young princesses de flowering. The fog had developed riverlets of condensation, and as the huntsman began to pound her, and she gripped and drover her young body up to be impaled, only to make the final offering, the poor old magic mirror began to shudder against the wall, wafter puddling on the ground as he climaxed and rang out, “Oh sweet Jesus, she wants it in the ass!”

”WHO?!?!” The shriek was loud and terrifying, as the queen rushed over to him, tearing her gown open as she approached. One hand gripping her large nipple and twisting, ther other slamming two fingers up her evil pussy. “You feeble old mirror, who wants it in the ass, and who is going to give it to her?”

The evil queen was trying to look in the mirror now mUrey as if water was running over its pane. “You old fucking pervert, let me see!” She was using her cape to dry the mirror look into the glass only to her surprise, shock, horror and arousal to see her hitman, blissfully, willfully, wantonly slamming fucking and enjoying her little slut of a step daughter, the once considered, pure as the driven, Snow White!

”Illl kill that daughter fucker!” The mirror dry, she had a perfect view. She slid one leg up over the arm of her throne, nearly naked, she reached for her toys, Snow was not the only one who was going to get fucked, nor the only one, when it happened that wanted it n the ass! “DO NOT CHANGE THAT STATION!” And the mirror knew what a terrible mistake he had made.

Little did the young lovers know, as Prince Stephen grabbed her ankles, and sat back on his knees, sliding her up, her ankles on his shoulders his cock pounding her balls deep as her gorgeous tits shook, her body arched and the Princess responded.

”Never have I imanged a pussy so fine, a cunt so tight and wet, a twat so needy! You are the fuck of my life, the fuck of my dreams, I did not think anything could match how you sucked my prick, but oh Princess you are amazing.. Yes, Yes, I will ahve your ass, and this pussy, we are going to fuck until we can’t walk!”

Many women would have been horrified, offended, scandalized, but he could tell to the princess, his princess, he could not sing a sweeter sonet and to the queen who now had two dildos pounding her nasty snatch, she would kill them soon enough, but for now, by all that was wicked, she was enjoying getting off!

The squishing of his massive cock driving in and out of her dripping pussy, echoed in the cave and through the queens chambers, Stephen felt it building, he could not hold back one more second as his balls slapped hard against Show White’s ass, “Oh princess, you incredible slut, you fucking whore… cum to me my love, cum all over my big fat needy cock!” And he felt it all fire, his legs, his ass, his canon of a cock, all firing his massive load into the Princess Snow White‘s once sacred womb!

The Queen almost, almost reconsidered, the girl was more like her, at least in this respect, than she ever realized….
 
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The sharp pain that came with losing her virginity had long since subsided. Snow’s body was well prepared for Prince Stephen’s entry, for he had played it like a harp beforehand, making her body experience such beautiful melodies as she’d never experienced before.

“Oh my Prince, yes!” she moaned. She moved her hands from his shoulders to kiss him instead, passionately grinding her body against his, breasts pressed into his chest, writhing her hips along with his thrusts. She kissed him deeply, moaning into his mouth as he thrust inside her again and again.

Snow moaned loudly as he hit her so deeply, and just where she needed him. With each thrust he struck her deep inside, causing her pussy to flutter around him. Her fingers flew to her clit, urging on the feeling.

When she cried out that she would give him all of her, the Prince groaned and seemed to redouble his efforts. He sang her praises and Snow absolutely got off on it. He complimented her cock sucking skills and called her the fuck of his dreams! Snow wanted to praise him in return, but she wasn’t capable of speech at the moment.

Miles away, the Wicked Queen watched the scene unfold in her magic mirror. As furious as she felt, in the end the Queen’s everlasting desire won out and she began to touch herself. It seemed little Miss Pure-as-the-Driven-Snow White turned out to be a wanton slut after all. As jealous as she was of the girl, she understood the need to get fucked. What she didn’t understand was how her hitman expected to get away with this. Clearly she would simply have to kill the girl herself. She’d punish the Huntsman later, but for now she might as well enjoy the show.

The Wicked Queen pulled out two of her wide assortment of dildos and began fucking her cunt, already dripping from the erotic scene playing out in the mirror before her. She grasped the mirror’s edge with her other hand, panting. She watched as Prince Stephen broke their kiss to reposition them, pulling Snow’s legs over his shoulders, making him press even deeper inside her.

Snow White moaned deeply, pleasure escalating as Stephen fucked her just right, the perfect cock for the pretty princess. The sound of her moans coupled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh as Stephen slammed into her soft body again and again.

“Oh princess, you incredible slut, you fucking whore… cum to me my love, cum all over my big fat needy cock!”

“Oh yes!” The young Princess cried, arching her back as she felt the first waves or orgasm wash over her. “Yes! Yes! Oh my Prince, I’m gonna cum! You make me feel so good. Please give me your cum! l want to feel you cum inside m–ngh ohhh ah!!” From there Snow’s requests turned into loud, shuddering moans as she came harder than she ever had in her life. Her inner walls milked the cum out of him, taking all he had to give. She gripped his shoulders tight as she rocked her body into him, riding out her own intense orgasm.
 
It was a frenzy of sex. When truly given a single night to have the fairest beauty in all the land, the huntsman did not dally in deploying his cock and expanding his cum. Snow had made it clear, she was wanton and ready, and the huntsman equally prepared to enjoy and satisfy.

Their conversation was quite shocking given the prior innocence of the Princess, but to put it mildly, she took to fucking like a duck to water! And seemingly the nastier the huntsman got, the more visceral, enthusiastic and intense the response!

“Oh princess, you incredible slut, you fucking whore… cum to me my love, cum all over my big fat needy cock!”

“Oh yes!” The young Princess cried, arching her back as she felt the first waves or orgasm wash over her. “Yes! Yes! Oh my Prince, I’m gonna cum! You make me feel so good. Please give me your cum! l want to feel you cum inside m–ngh ohhh ah!!”


Having taken, enjoyed and delivered climax after climax to the walls and clit of the eager young princess, the huntsman too spilled his seed, paining the walls of her virginal palace. After riding out yet another climax, the huntsman finally dismounted from her saddle.

He pullled her up upon his manly chest, and ran his fingers through her raven hair. He could not stop touching her, caressing her, running tickles up and down her back, her alabaster skin so soft and pure. Oh how cruel was fate, he now knew what true love felt like, but he also knew her, and to hope, even imagine she might stay true to him was beyond question.

For no matter how pure her heart might be, there was a hunger and need within her loins that had to be satisfied. He gripped her hair and kissed her, how she seemed to love it rough, and how he loved satisfying that need.

The hours were running late, in a few short hours he would need to finish her journey, deliver her to the dwarves, those little horny bastards. One more kiss, and then hair firmly gripped in hand, he guided her mouth down to his reviving prick. “Suck me Princess, nice and wet and sloppy, like you like… clean my cock and lubricate my spear, for we have one more hole that I must own tonight!”

Yes, tomorrow he would deliver this Scarlett rose, this purity of form and cunt of a whore, but now, the huntsman had one more land that he would plant his flag, leaving no port unowned, unclaimed or unenjoyed… and he knew as much as Snow had already enjoyed their debauchery, just wait until she could feel him in her ass!
 
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