Taking sl**ping Beauty from the wolf - Sex Stories

Taking sl**ping Beauty from the wolf

... composed, only thinking about finally getting pregnant. But when I began parting her labia and penetrating her with my fingers, she finally lost her composure and started moaning. I worked her slowly, pushing my fingers further and further inside her, while steadily licking her clit, sucking it into my mouth, pulling at it with my teeth and making sure she got as wet as I could get her. More and more fingers entered her, stretching her wide. "Uhhhh," she moaned. "H-h-h-how will you get me pregnant, now?" I smiled, grabbing for the spoon. "We'll do it like you were a mare," I said, placing it at the entrance of her pussy. She didn't know what I meant by that, but the cold silver startled her. Slowly I pushed the spoon in, holding it tight in my fingers. As the head of the spoon had disappeared, I pushed further, my hand squeezing deeper and deeper into her sopping cunt, stretching and filling her deep and wide. She groaned, grunted, then screamed as my knuckles passed her flabby labia and my whole hand shoved firmly up her unfucked cunt. She arched back, pushing against me, her heavy tits swinging down onto the table top as I began fucking her with my hand, going deeper and deeper, past my wrist, until the spoon hit her cervix. There, I turned it, scooping the cum off with my thumb, imbuing it with some magic and making sure it got distributed well all around her cunt as I pulled back out. She gasped, exhausted, thin streams of cunt juice running down her legs as she remained ...

... bent over my table for a while, regaining her strength. I licked my fingers clean, but left the spoon for her, so she could get whatever was left of the cum and her twat slime on it. She savoured the taste, and finally got back up and dressed as good as she could, before thanking me and bidding me farewell with a kiss. Of course, helping the queen wasn't entirely selfless. I had wanted a human c***d for myself for a while now, and was determined to get her k** once the time was right. The queen must've sensed something about that, and so when she had a daughter nine months later, I did not even get a notice about it, and instead she called on the seelie court for help to guard the princess' birth and upbringing. Not that I had needed notice, as I kept my eyes and ears on the queen every day since she left my cottage. And of course I could enter the castle, invited or not, at my leisure, so when the day came that the royal couple introduced their firstborn daughter to the court, they were in for a nice surprise. I stood among the crowd, cloaked in shadows, as the faeries of the seelie each bestowed a gift upon the c***d, granting it useless things like beauty, and grace, and good manners. And as I saw the c***d - my c***d - getting turned into something boring, meek, obedient and subservient, I finally stepped forward. "Well," I said, as I made the crowd fall silent with the flick of a wrist. "It is so good to see my king and queen finally conceiving, after all that fruitless ...