This is the X Rated version of the classic Cinderella Fairy Tale. There's no 'magic' in this tale so its fairly realistic. Hope you enjoy it and feedback is most welcome.
Once upon a time... there lived a young girl. Her mother had died when she was young and she lived happily with her father. Happily that is until her father decided to remarry.
Her stepmother was a pretty widow with two daughters but the stepmother didn't like her one bit. Life was still tolerable though until her father died in a tragic accident. Life changed for her then. Changed forever at the young age of 20.
All the nice things, kind thoughts and loving touches were reserved for her stepsisters. She didn't get any new clothes or shoes or other worldly comforts. For the poor unhappy girl, there was nothing at all. No dresses, only her stepsisters' hand-me-downs. No lovely dishes, nothing but scraps. No nice rests and comfort. She was made to work hard all day, and only when evening came was she allowed to sit for a while by the fire, near the cinders. That is how she got her nickname. Her stepmother and stepsisters called her Cinderella.
But to say that Cinderella didn't have anything at all would be a bit of an untruth. She had a beautiful face with lovely porcelain skin. She was blessed with a slim and beautiful figure. She had long tapering legs that swept up to well formed hips. Her ass was tight and stuck out seductively at just the right angle. She had a small, firm waste with hardly an ounce of fat on it. Her breasts were full and round and when she had bras to wear, she would need a 36C.
And her feet! She had perfectly formed dainty feet that were almost silken in their beauty. Her toes were all well rounded and proportional. All in all, she was a very beautiful woman.
Cinderella would wake at 5am every morning and feed the animals in the farm before tending to the household chores. She would sweep and mop the house before preparing breakfast for her two stepsisters, Drizella and Anastasia, as well as her Stepmother. She loved feeding the animals. They were her only friends and she would even take the time to feed the mice and the birds.
One morning, Cinderella spent too much time talking and playing with the animals. She was running late with the breakfast when she heard her two stepsisters and stepmother yelling out for her.
"Cinderella! Cinderella!" she heard. The bells that were attached to each of their rooms was also ring loudly.
Cinderella sighed, tied up her hair and busied herself with getting the breakfasts. Unknown to her, Lucifer the cat had chased a mouse. The mouse had taken refuge in the open teacup and Cinderella absentmindedly turned the tea cup over, trapping the mouse underneath. She balanced the trays on her hands and head and walked gingerly up the stairs. She knocked politely on the door of Anastasia's room.
"It's about bloody time!" Anastasia cried out. "Now bring back my ironing. In a hour."
Cinderella smiled sweetly at her stepsister as she closed the door and entered Drizella's room.
"What took you so long?" Drizella yelled. "Get my laundry done."
Cinderella picked up the bunch of laundry lying on the floor. Drizella's panties and bra lay on top and as Cinderella picked up the pile, she couldn't help but admire the lovely lace panties and bra.
She then knocked on her stepmothers room door.
"Come in dear. Come in." The stepmother said.
Cinderella walked in to find the room cold and dark. Her stepmother was but a shadow in the far bed. She walked toward her and placed her tea and scones next to her. She curtsied and hurried out of the room.
Just as she reached the staircase, a piercing scream filled the air. Anastasia came running out of her room.
"A mouse! A mouse! She put a mouse in my tea." Anastasia cried out
"I – I never." Cinderella protested.
"Mother! Do something!" Anastasia cried out, stamping her feet.
"Cinderella." Came the ominous call from the stepmother.
"You're gonna get it now" Drizella shrieked with laughter.
Cinderella made her way meekly to the stepmothers room. She hadn't done anything on purpose. She had no idea how the mouse had got into the teacup. She entered the room and stood at the doorway.
"It appears you like practical jokes." The stepmother said. "and to play practical jokes, you must have a lot of time on your hands."
"No stepmother." Cinderella protested. "I didn't do anything, I don't know how.."
"Silence!" the stepmother commanded. "Come closer my dear. Since you have so much spare time, I'll put it to good use."
Cinderella walked in meekly till she could see her stepmother. Her stern face glared at Cinderella. The stepmother flung the bedcovers back, revealing her body glad in a lacy negligee. She raised her legs and spread them apart, pulling up her negligee as she did so.
Cinderella gasped as she saw the hairy thatch of hair covering her stepmothers pussy. She herself kept her pussy trimmed ever since she had started making out with boys. She had lost her virginity at 19 in a rough and quick manner behind the local school. Since then she had probably been laid only about 3 or 4 times and certainly not in the last year since her father had died. With so much work to do now, she didn't even have time to touch herself. And now she was faced with her stepmothers thick, hairy pussy.
"Lick it child." The stepmother said. "Lick my cunt. Stick your face between my legs and lick my cunt."
"B-but stepmother." Cinderella protested. "I-I've never done such a ..."
"Silence!" stepmother yelled out. "Lick my cunt or I'll have to lash you with the switch."
