Sleeping with Beauty
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It was high summer in this parched baking hot land. With a relentless sun ablaze, high in the blue cloudless sky. Where, at first, Prince sat, undecided upon whether he was up to the task. He had after all, only just turned s*******n, like yesterday. Could he truly rescue a damsel from her distress? But finally he decided to brave the challenge and rescue the sixteen year old birthday girl from her hundred years of sleep. Saddling his horse, foil in hand, he checked his map, ‘Cock Lane!’, he read out aloud, shrugged his shoulders, folded it, tucked it into his codpiece pocket and headed off in the right direction. He rode out towards the castle, missing the small signpost which read, ‘Castle, easy entrance this way, only five yards’. With a painted hand pointing towards a quaint little, red wooden gate. Instead and many hot hours later, he found himself facing the metaphorical huge monster of a bush. The castle covered in thick dark green leafy brier to hack away at. A hedge, which needed more than just a quick trimming. ‘Well Fuck me’! He yelled, and started to attack it with his foil before he finally decided to use his axe instead. Slash!, slash!, Hack! Hack! and cut! Six hours later he found himself at the bolted doors to the forsaken castle. Oh! Fuck!, he exclaimed in exasperation. Looking around, he saw guards asleep, took their rusty keys and then found the rusty to locks rapidly disintegrate in his hands. Posing heroically he swung his head back, flipping his long blonde locks from his face, looked upwards with raised eyebrow and with his hands on hips, boldly kicked the door ajar and then desperately ran rapidly up the never ending, long winding spiral staircase to be greeted at the top by the lift door and the sleeping damsel.
Dizzy, after the spiral staircasing, stopped to catch his breath, bending down, panting with hands on his thighs, he looked up to see a large four poster bed in the center of a soft white marble room. D****d, with a bright yellow, dotted with pink flowers motif, in a thick, heavy brocade. Rosy pink silk sheets, plump cushions and pillows with small shiny ornate bracelet like silver rings to adorn the four intricately carved silver posts.
He heroically strode up to look upon her youthful, serene, silent and asleep face. Now all he had to was to kiss her, right? Well, that’s what he had read and heard from the local folklore. Suppose she didn’t like him? Suppose he didn’t like her? Was that a possibility he had considered? Pulling a small throne up to sit beside her, he quietly contemplated his next step. She looked incredibly beautiful, fair complexion, rosy cheeks, dark eyelashes, all he’d really ever dreamt for. Eyes lowered, he couldn’t resist a quick passing peek at her chest, gently rising and falling with her breath. Her fine white silk voile dress, favored him with the reward of allowing sight of her two small flat mounds, barely hiding the rose coloured areolae surrounding her nipples. ‘Well’, he told himself, ‘one day, very soon, like today, even, I’m going to touch those nips, caress, kiss and nibble on them, gently, just as I read on all those porn sites, so what the hell! Now for the kiss!’ Prince’s face lowered to fulfill the quest but stopped mere millimeters short in a sudden gust of indecision. ‘Er, maybe I need to er wait, erm, maybe I’m being impatient and hasty here? and need to check up on things first, where shall I start?.’ Meanwhile, his gaze had already meandered it’s way down towards her waist, from where he followed the outline of her dress to the mound just above where her legs met, and then further down, to her thighs and feet. ‘Kiss her now!’. His mind ordered, ‘No! Not yet! Let me first touch, feel her skin.’ He brushed the back of his finger along her cheek, and then gently across her lips, gently tugging her lower lip down for it to softly flip back. It felt so soft. He allowed his finger to follow her contours, down her neck, to her chest, to make gentle contact with her breast. Did it do anything to awaken her?!, No, not yet. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and feel it thumping in his chest with butterflies in his belly, as if he’d get caught red handed. ‘No no! For Fuck sake! I know everyone’s asleep’ He reassured himself. His hand moved further down, to the mound above her crotch gap, where he allowed it to rest lightly while he gauged for any response. Suddenly she took a sharp inhale and let out a deep sigh, only to continue in her slumber. He could feel a pleasant moist heat waft through the fabric into his palm. It felt even more pleasurable when he considered it’s origin. Gazing up, he observed what appeared as glimmerings of an inquisitive expression start to develop on Beauty’s face then recede to a smile of peaceful serenity. Prince felt the build up of warmth under his palm and what felt like a faint twitching of awakening.
His hand moved further down, along the inside of her thigh, to finally reach her ankle. Prince had often thought about sucking the soft pink toes of a beautiful young thing, but then, that might be construed as a kiss. ‘So now, I really, really need to feel her legs’, allowing his right hand to touch her ankle and then move up under her see through dress along her calf. He could feel her warm, soft, smooth skin under his fingers and palm which now, seemed to take on a will of their own. His fingers curved around her smooth soft thigh, following his thumb with its soft slow strokes on it’s forward and upward venture.
‘Dare to go higher!’, He dared himself. He felt the sensation along his thumb as it met and ran up and along the crease at the top of her legs. Prince then stopped to check if all was fine, well, at least her eyes were still shut he told himself. His thumb now slid along the crease. His fingers slid slowly up and along it’s gentle valley to touch and feel her creamy, tender, warm sensitive tummy which quivered under his touch, she felt so welcoming, before descending to her mound on their return journey to her thigh. ‘Shall I make the crossing, across her cunt gap?,’ He thought and then allowed his thumb to proceed it’s softly caressing crossing across her crotch. He could now feel her smooth, soft, silken underwear. He could feel the warmth of her soft flesh underneath. Without thinking, his thumb made the return journey, with a brief pause half way along. She moved!, Her legs moved, ever-so slightly apart, as she took a long deep breath before letting out a quiet sigh.
Prince’s thumb found and eased into the groove in the fabric whose contours it then followed, upwards, cautiously, while gently moving side to side in small circular movements, up towards it’s apex. ‘Under this’, he thought ‘Oohh! Just under this soft taut cover, lies what I truly seek. My hearts desire’ His heart pounded in his ears, chest and tummy as he felt his caressing thumb push further into her groove. Now using his finger, as if strumming his lute, he dragged his nail along the fabric inside the groove, with a long slow upward movement, and then downwards with an equally long slow and movement. He breathed in deeply, and felt her cunt lips widen apart under his gently applied pressure. The next upward stroke applied a slightly firmer pass over the apex, a stroke which lingered, as if it sought to elicit a response from the recipient. A stroke which sought to feel a slight buildup of pressure within the flesh beneath. Which sought to find, the awakening and arising of a small bulbous nub. The brush of his movement was almost brought to a halt by the engorgement. His finger climbed over the nub, to descend on its other side. And then reclimbed it on it’s return into her groove. Haaa! he gasped in pleasure as he turned to look upon her face again. ‘Wonder if she feels it?, Does it feel good to her?, Does she want or need more?.’ The Beauty’s face began to wear a curiously slight smile. It seemed as if she was entangled in a painful sense of intense longing. Her mouth opened as she licked, bit and pulled her lower lip into her mouth. Her white teeth bared as she pulled and stretched her lower lip up with her scrunched up nose, indicating her aching building up of desire, an ache for pleasure. Her legs now moved even wider apart, totally opening herself up to his touch. Her butt tightened and legs straightened and stretched out if in anticipation of an even greater pleasure. As if giving Prince instruction to proceed even further, in fact much further.
Dizzy, after the spiral staircasing, stopped to catch his breath, bending down, panting with hands on his thighs, he looked up to see a large four poster bed in the center of a soft white marble room. D****d, with a bright yellow, dotted with pink flowers motif, in a thick, heavy brocade. Rosy pink silk sheets, plump cushions and pillows with small shiny ornate bracelet like silver rings to adorn the four intricately carved silver posts.
He heroically strode up to look upon her youthful, serene, silent and asleep face. Now all he had to was to kiss her, right? Well, that’s what he had read and heard from the local folklore. Suppose she didn’t like him? Suppose he didn’t like her? Was that a possibility he had considered? Pulling a small throne up to sit beside her, he quietly contemplated his next step. She looked incredibly beautiful, fair complexion, rosy cheeks, dark eyelashes, all he’d really ever dreamt for. Eyes lowered, he couldn’t resist a quick passing peek at her chest, gently rising and falling with her breath. Her fine white silk voile dress, favored him with the reward of allowing sight of her two small flat mounds, barely hiding the rose coloured areolae surrounding her nipples. ‘Well’, he told himself, ‘one day, very soon, like today, even, I’m going to touch those nips, caress, kiss and nibble on them, gently, just as I read on all those porn sites, so what the hell! Now for the kiss!’ Prince’s face lowered to fulfill the quest but stopped mere millimeters short in a sudden gust of indecision. ‘Er, maybe I need to er wait, erm, maybe I’m being impatient and hasty here? and need to check up on things first, where shall I start?.’ Meanwhile, his gaze had already meandered it’s way down towards her waist, from where he followed the outline of her dress to the mound just above where her legs met, and then further down, to her thighs and feet. ‘Kiss her now!’. His mind ordered, ‘No! Not yet! Let me first touch, feel her skin.’ He brushed the back of his finger along her cheek, and then gently across her lips, gently tugging her lower lip down for it to softly flip back. It felt so soft. He allowed his finger to follow her contours, down her neck, to her chest, to make gentle contact with her breast. Did it do anything to awaken her?!, No, not yet. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and feel it thumping in his chest with butterflies in his belly, as if he’d get caught red handed. ‘No no! For Fuck sake! I know everyone’s asleep’ He reassured himself. His hand moved further down, to the mound above her crotch gap, where he allowed it to rest lightly while he gauged for any response. Suddenly she took a sharp inhale and let out a deep sigh, only to continue in her slumber. He could feel a pleasant moist heat waft through the fabric into his palm. It felt even more pleasurable when he considered it’s origin. Gazing up, he observed what appeared as glimmerings of an inquisitive expression start to develop on Beauty’s face then recede to a smile of peaceful serenity. Prince felt the build up of warmth under his palm and what felt like a faint twitching of awakening.
His hand moved further down, along the inside of her thigh, to finally reach her ankle. Prince had often thought about sucking the soft pink toes of a beautiful young thing, but then, that might be construed as a kiss. ‘So now, I really, really need to feel her legs’, allowing his right hand to touch her ankle and then move up under her see through dress along her calf. He could feel her warm, soft, smooth skin under his fingers and palm which now, seemed to take on a will of their own. His fingers curved around her smooth soft thigh, following his thumb with its soft slow strokes on it’s forward and upward venture.
‘Dare to go higher!’, He dared himself. He felt the sensation along his thumb as it met and ran up and along the crease at the top of her legs. Prince then stopped to check if all was fine, well, at least her eyes were still shut he told himself. His thumb now slid along the crease. His fingers slid slowly up and along it’s gentle valley to touch and feel her creamy, tender, warm sensitive tummy which quivered under his touch, she felt so welcoming, before descending to her mound on their return journey to her thigh. ‘Shall I make the crossing, across her cunt gap?,’ He thought and then allowed his thumb to proceed it’s softly caressing crossing across her crotch. He could now feel her smooth, soft, silken underwear. He could feel the warmth of her soft flesh underneath. Without thinking, his thumb made the return journey, with a brief pause half way along. She moved!, Her legs moved, ever-so slightly apart, as she took a long deep breath before letting out a quiet sigh.
Prince’s thumb found and eased into the groove in the fabric whose contours it then followed, upwards, cautiously, while gently moving side to side in small circular movements, up towards it’s apex. ‘Under this’, he thought ‘Oohh! Just under this soft taut cover, lies what I truly seek. My hearts desire’ His heart pounded in his ears, chest and tummy as he felt his caressing thumb push further into her groove. Now using his finger, as if strumming his lute, he dragged his nail along the fabric inside the groove, with a long slow upward movement, and then downwards with an equally long slow and movement. He breathed in deeply, and felt her cunt lips widen apart under his gently applied pressure. The next upward stroke applied a slightly firmer pass over the apex, a stroke which lingered, as if it sought to elicit a response from the recipient. A stroke which sought to feel a slight buildup of pressure within the flesh beneath. Which sought to find, the awakening and arising of a small bulbous nub. The brush of his movement was almost brought to a halt by the engorgement. His finger climbed over the nub, to descend on its other side. And then reclimbed it on it’s return into her groove. Haaa! he gasped in pleasure as he turned to look upon her face again. ‘Wonder if she feels it?, Does it feel good to her?, Does she want or need more?.’ The Beauty’s face began to wear a curiously slight smile. It seemed as if she was entangled in a painful sense of intense longing. Her mouth opened as she licked, bit and pulled her lower lip into her mouth. Her white teeth bared as she pulled and stretched her lower lip up with her scrunched up nose, indicating her aching building up of desire, an ache for pleasure. Her legs now moved even wider apart, totally opening herself up to his touch. Her butt tightened and legs straightened and stretched out if in anticipation of an even greater pleasure. As if giving Prince instruction to proceed even further, in fact much further.
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