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

Taking sl**ping Beauty from the wolf

... go ever deeper as she became his willing fuck whore, serving only as a receptacle for his cock. Finally, he came. His cock swelled beyond her imagination, and a fountain of hot cum shot high up into her belly. He held her in position for a moment, unable to get his swollen member out just yet, and when he finally did, she had fallen asl**p. Just then, he turned back into a man, the curse finally lifted off him, and fell to the floor as sl**p overcame him as well. And I was late, of course, when I came into her room, having watched the scenery from outside. I landed at the foot of her bed, watching her bent across the sheets, sl**ping peacefully, a young, dark-haired man at her feet. I took off my gown and threw it on her bed, unlocking the door to her room as I walked out through the castle. Wherever I went, people slept, right in the places they were just in. No longer feeling the need for clothes, I stripped them off, my garments, undergarments, corset and boots, until I walked all naked through the castle, the cool night air caressing my skin, making my nipples grow hard and my labia get moist as I felt it on my pubes. The time for revenge, the time to take the c***d as mine, had come. I found the king in his chambers, asl**p in a chair. Taking off his gown, I made him levitate behind me as I walked out towards the guards barracks. As we arrived, all the soldiers were asl**p, either in their beds or at their posts. I positioned the king in the middle, and placed his most ...

... favourite guards at his sides with their heads close to his exposed cock, letting one of them nibble on it in his sl**p. The queen was next. She had nervously been waiting outside the princess' chambers and was still sitting there, asl**p in a chair. I opened her gown and stripped it off, letting her big, heavy tits fall freely out. I remembered the night when she came to me, those many years ago, as my hands ran across her naked skin, caressing her softly. When she was all naked, I levitated her too, bringing her outside into the courtyard. Rumours had it that she, rejected by her husband, would take to anyone to satisfy her, and so I brought her to the pig's wallow. She landed in the dirt with a "splosh", sl**ping pigs all around her, and I arranged it so she would be coddling a pig's cock in her hands as she slept. And finally, the faeries themselves. Most of them had left the kingdom, but the lawyer one was still working in the king's employ, so I sought her out. As a seelie, she was unaffected by my spell, but was asl**p nonetheless when I entered her house. I found her in bed, where she woke up, just as I had straddled her face, pinning her down with my hands. I smirked as she struggled, thinking how the first things she saw as she woke up were my gaping wet cunt and dark curly pubes. "She's eighteen now, and she's mine," I whispered, though nobody would hear us anyway. "So as the loser, you'll get to lick my twat now." She stared up at me, with an expression of fear, ...