Sexy Disney Princess Novels & Stories

“Your cunt is a miracle, Princess. I’m going to eat it out so good and feel you orgasm and squirt into my mouth.” “Yes, yes, oh God, please Dante. I am so close. Make me come all over you.” I move a hand away from one of her breasts and slide it under her perfect, peachy ass and squeeze it. She writhes around then I bring her hips more forward so she is almost suffocating me with her sex smell and slick pussy. “That’s a good girl, Kenna. My beautiful, amazing princess. Ride my face, sweetheart. Take everything you need and really fuck this fucking face of mine.”

Deceptively sweet as it sinks its claws into me, offering me a taste I will never be able to get enough of. I can’t. Dominique grabs my hands and guides it between my thighs, pressing my fingers into my drenched pussy. I moan when I accidentally press on my clit and Xavier grunts a sound of approval. “Play with that pussy for me,” he demands. “I want to feel your ass milking my cock when you make yourself cum.” My clit is so sensitive, the very idea of touching myself makes a tremor roll down my spine. There’s no way I can do it.

I must act. All I can do is stare off into space. At the flash of the neon lights in the room. At the other guys yelling and tossing money around. At the woman on the stage who has heels that snap like a gunshot. "I'm Diamond," she breathes softly, moving close and tracing a perfectly manicured finger down my chest. "But call me what you prefer." I finally glance at her properly at last. Her makeup impeccable. Her lips full and shiny. Her body unmistakably sensual. The kind of woman any man would kill to have on his lap.

Sophia's Point of View "I could hear it." The sound of my husband pleasuring another woman—her loud, shameless moans and the rhythmic pounding of the bed against the floor. This wasn’t the first time, yet every time he did it, it felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. "Ma'am!" Beatrice's voice jolted me out of my trance. I turned to her, dazed. "Your hands, ma’am, they’re burning!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with alarm.

"All I wanted was to have exciting sex. All of a sudden, I messed up and got my entire semen on you." Xavier ranted. "Your Majesty, am I not good enough for you for a wife?!" She tempted him with her question. Xavier laughed, coming from a desperate heart.

, As he said that, Caleb came and stood behind me unzipping my dress letting it fall on the ground, there I stood in between both men completely naked, I was already wet and all we did was kiss, Austin eyes went black as he crashed his lips on to mines, while Caleb started kissing me on my neck from behind, I could feel the pressure building inside all ready, the anticipation of what could happen was making me more wet, I slid one hand into Austin hair and one in to Caleb gently tugging causing both men to moan, Austin break apart from the kiss, kissing his way from my breast swirling his tongue on my nipples making them hard, then all over my stomach down to my core, Caleb moved away from k

laughter to be specific. 'oh God when I told her she's gay and needs to shut up.. she looked so fucken lost. She's just tiring, she should stop trying to play princess and get on the dance floor with you.. no one will respect her or wanna hang out with her just because she gave up there and said you win.. She's still hated for being a confused prick...' I made out Wendy's voice and people laughed. ''..... I just want to say, I can't.. Layla deserves it more...'.... bitch... she sucks.. dicks...'

But my grip on her arm was tight, insistent, and I shot her a pleading glance that made her close her mouth in understanding. I kept my head down as we walked up to the register to pay. Sabrina, however, seemed to be in no hurry. With a smirk, she snatched the dress out of my hand and looked over it, her fingers tracing the size tag. “Sure you want this one?” she cooed, taking her sweet time to remove the security tag and scan the dress. “There’s a section in the back for fat girls, you know. We’ve got plenty of circus tents for you to use.”

[No! [But…] Another text comes in before I can finish typing. [Except you want me to punish you, Princess.] Looking at the wink emoji, I feel conflicted. How bad can the punishment be? Several results pop up on G****e once I look up “Sex Dungeon Punishment”. “Oh my God!” I gasp, seeing all the images and video previews. I see women tied and gagged. That’s not even the crazy part. Some of them are being rimmed by things as big as my arm.

At the peak, I rode a climax with his name on my tongue and my fingers digging into his arm. He held me tighter as he flipped me back around so that he was on top of me, my breathing heavy and my eyes wide in surprise. I had never had such a feeling before, and he hadn't even entered me yet. It made me eager to receive him even more. I watched as he slowly glided his finger between his lips, a small smirk playing on them as my heart skipped a beat. It was undeniably and surprisingly sexy as he slid his tongue over his lips slowly, not once breaking eye contact.