NOTE TO READERS: In case you were wondering, all the characters in this series are real. Our heroine really was called Snow White because of her looks and the virginal life she led. The Prince and Snow White met online, and have been together for a few months, loving life each day.
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Snow White loved the afternoon escapades with her prince. She couldn't believe how much she wanted this man or how sexy he made her feel. Her exploration of her newfound sexuality left her feeling weak and always wanting more. She counted the minutes until she could be with her prince again – and the nights without him seemed like an eternity. Her reflections on her life with the toad left her feeling angry – at how brainwashed she had been and how much she had missed out on in those wasted years. During one nasty conversation with the toad he asked why she looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. Her reply, with a sexy smile, was "I know now that it wasn't me." His jaw dropped, and she turned quickly and walked away.
One Saturday evening, Snow White and her Prince decided to escalate the pace and hit the notorious "South Street" section of Philadelphia. Snow White was instructed not to wear panties or a bra. He picked out a short black skirt, a white blouse, and a short black jacket for her to wear. Although initially uncomfortable at wearing such a revealing outfit, Snow White complied feeling both sexy and submissive. It was a little chilly, so her nipples were constantly erect. During the hour-long drive to Philadelphia, he played with her pussy, or had her finger herself, and feed him her juices. After a quick dinner, the couple's shopping adventure began. The first store they entered was a sex toy and lingerie shop. Our pristine princess, although an avid shopper, had never experienced such retail decadence. She saw toys that she never imagined: huge dildos, vibrators, whips, leather cuffs, butt plugs, lotions – you name it – they were there. The store was PACKED with clients of every age and orientation. Snow White was both titillated and embarrassed as the Prince led her around the store stopping to pick up various items and explain their purpose to her. When he touched the leather handcuffs, and told her to imagine them on her wrists; she shuddered and closed her eyes. As they wandered around the store, he maneuvered her into a secluded corner, and reached for her pussy. She was wetter than she had ever been before. She begged him to take her home right away so he could fuck her, but he wanted to extend the excitement a little longer.
He bought her several presents – lotions, candles, a large purple feather, fur-lined restraints and a g-spot vibrator. He made it a point of talking with other people in line, asking them questions about the toys, and making it very clear that he would soon be using his purchases on her. She was blushing furiously as the saleswomen smiled at her – well aware of the excitement ahead of her later that evening.
They wandered down the street further, and came upon another sex shop. This one was larger, nastier, and even busier. While walking around, he kept whispering in her ear that he was going to tie her up and fuck her when they got home, but only if she sucked him off in the car on the way home – something she had never done. Snow White would hardly ever suck the previous dwarfs, let alone in a car. He told her if she did not agree he would not fuck her. He urged her to repeat the words – "I will suck your cock all the way home so you will fuck me". She complied with his commands with a glint in her eye and a devious smile on her face.
He decided to further prolong her anticipation and stop at a busy nightspot. As they entered the bar – she noticed two dozen men – all hot twenty-something's standing in front of the back bar. Several turned and looked at her as she walked by. She smiled to herself and swayed her hips a little more than usual – so as not to disappoint the audience. He found a table for two off to the side but clearly in view of the back bar and ordered them some drinks. Moving his barstool in front of her, he spread her legs with his knee, giving him access to her pussy if he chose. He also opened her blazer, and unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse, so he could see and play with her nipples. Snow White was become more and more excited. She could feel herself becoming wetter each time he touched her. Growing more daring, she removed her jacket – giving him a clear view of her breasts and erect nipples through her sheer white blouse. If anyone leaned close, they would clearly see her aching breasts. This potential exposure made her even hotter and wetter
They had a couple of drinks, and he kept pointing out other men that were staring at her obviously aroused and submissive condition. He whispered how they wished they could be the ones that would fuck her later that evening. He whispered that maybe he should invite some of them home so they could take turns fucking her into oblivion.
"Please no, I'm not ready to fuck anyone but you."
"Some day you will pet. Some day you will because it pleases me. You said you will do anything for me didn't you?"
Snow White quietly admitted, "Yes, I will do anything for you."
He then pointed out some women that had been looking towards her frequently. She thought they were being catty, and that they were making fun of her. He told her that these other women wanted her – they wanted to drop to their knees and lick her bare pussy. "Would my little pet like to have another woman lick her clit while I fucked her pussy."
"No", she said.
"No? I don't believe you love. Imagine that sexy blonde lying underneath your pussy as I fuck you doggie style. I am fucking you hard, spanking your ass with each thrust. At the same time, she is licking your clit hard, just the way you like it before you cum. You wouldn't like that?"
"Oh – yes, I guess I would. But I'm not ready for that yet."
The Prince, aroused by her response, began kissing her, inching his fingers up her bare leg towards her pussy. Halfway up her thigh, he could feel her pussy juices, and the inferno that lay ahead. He kept moving forward, stopping just shy of her pussy. He quickly grazed her pussy lips, causing her to jump in pleasure. She began to beg him to leave and head home. She repeated "I will suck your cock on the way home so you will fuck me". This time she added "all night long". As they got up to leave she headed ahead of him. Every head turned to watch her softly sway from the room. Prior to reaching the exit, he decided to use the men's room and as he made his way back inside the bar, one of the men that he had pointed out to her earlier approached him and said "Have a good time tonight – she's on fire". Her Prince replied, "More than you could ever imagine."
They got to the car, he opened her door, bent down for a kiss as she sat, and he plunged a finger into her pussy. She tried to close her legs, but it was too late. He started to finger her, and she was so close to cumming when he stopped. As they drove towards the interstate, she leaned over and began to unzip his pants. He could not wait to feel him in her mouth. She wanted to deep throat him and feel the head of his cock pressed against the back of her throat. As she began to lick and nibble at the head, she only became more and more aroused. Before long she was fucking him with her mouth like a starving woman. She wanted nothing more than to feel him pump his salty cum down her throat. As he drove, he told her about the trucks that would slow down next to them to watch. He told her about the minivan with some guys that kept pace next to them, obviously watching her head bobbing up and down in his lap. The knowledge that others knew of her decadent need for his cock only served to excite her more. As he saw the minivan signal their exit, he urged her to sit up so that they could see her. The minivan honked their horn in approval, gave a thumbs-up, and sped away.
Once they entered her house he had to have her. He immediately began to tear away her meager clothes. Bending her over the large farm table in her glass-enclosed sunroom he entered her in one thrust. The room was dark except for the moonlight spilling in through the two skylights. She came so hard and fast, squeezing his cock farther inside her pussy. Glancing out the window, he saw her neighbor standing at his kitchen window. He was about to tell her about their audience when she began to beg him to spank her bottom and fuck her harder. The neighbor was soon forgotten as he began to thrust into her with all of his power. Within just a few minutes, he was fucking her so hard that they moved the 8 foot oak table at least a foot.
Wanting a change of scenery, he pulled her to him and while still inside of her led her into the formal dining room while pinching her nipples and biting her neck. He leaned her against the antique table belonging to the toad. He again fucked her hard, saying, "When the toad takes this table, I want you to close your eyes and remember this moment. I want you to remember how hard you got fucked on this table, and that you couldn't stop cumming. I want you to remember how I pulled out, shot my load all over the table, and made you lick it up. And remember how you rubbed the excess into the wood." With that, Snow White began to have waves of orgasms after orgasms. With each thrust, she came. With each spank, she came harder.
