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🕑 Added 2017-01-05 21:22:29 +0000 UTC For a moment, Tony thought he had walked in on her in her underwear. A blue bandeau that seemed to have the same design as the ribbon holding a jewel, tiara-like, in her hair—and with seemingly as much fabric, resting comfortably in a thin layer over ponderous breasts in a brief concession to modesty before the overwhelming bare skin of her trim tummy and long, slender arms pressed in on all sides. Then, well below her navel, a set of blue panties seemed to serve more as paperweights for the lengths of blue gauze that ran up her legs, stitched together so haphazardly as to leave long expanses of thigh and dwindling calf exposed. It made Tony think less even of harem pants and more of a skirt, pressed semi-tightly to muscular leg by a temporary trick of the wind.In all, Princess Jasmine was more naked than she was clothed, but when she turned to Tony, it was with no trace of modesty. “Wonderful, another suitor.” She sat on the precipice of one of the garden’s fountains, eyeing him wearily. “I suppose next, father will have you form a line. Very well, let’s have it. What’s my dowry to be? A flower plucked from the peak of a mountain? A pearl the size of my fist from the bottom of the sea? Ancient treasure from the furthest desert?”
That was as straight a line as he was likely to get. Tony unzipped his fly and hauled himself out. Just looking at her had begun to harden him, and having her gaze at his erection brought him to his full stature. Her eyes widened, her lips wordlessly worked themselves steadily open, and an unsteady hand moved to her mouth as if ordered by a hypnotist. Evidently, she was not used to this caliber of gift.
“That is… quite an offering,” she said. It came out almost as a moan. “A great offering indeed.”
“Your offer isn’t so bad either.”
“Offer?”
“I accept!”
He kissed her quickly, tasting her surprise—then, her acquiescence. The looseness of her bandeau made it easy for him to slip his fingers up under it, rubbing her full breasts until Jasmine gasped in pleasure. His other hand was in her hair, holding her in place as the kiss continued. Her hands were on his chest, picking at the buttons, but he could safely ignore them for the feel of her breasts swelling in his right hand. He left the pink nipples stingingly hard, the bandeau pulled down under her tits, and slowly started caressing her stomach, smooth and flat, her navel drawing his fingers like a whirlpool.
“Lower,” Jasmine breathed. “Go lower.”
He did as she asked, dropping his hand inside her bottoms to her waiting pussy. The hair there was soft, silky, and he rubbed it between his fingers, savoring the soothing texture. Jasmine was puzzling at his belt, his fly, before she simply yanked down his pants, leaving no obstruction to his long, hard cock but his buttondown hanging across its base. Tony, in turn, stripped her panties off her, pulling them down her long shapely legs. Without them, her leggings began slowly sliding towards her ankles.
“I’m ready for you, my prince,” she whispered. “Fuck me now.”
She lowered herself to the fountain’s shadow, basking in the coolness that was hidden from the desert sun, and there she spread her legs wide and exposed her luscious sex to him. He met it with his thick, throbbing cock. A soft moan escaped her lips as he slid in. Jasmine raised her hips to meet him and clasped her hands around his back. They moved together in slow circles as heat built up between them, like the sun had found a different way to them.
Jasmine raised her legs and wrapped them around Tony’s waist, letting his throbbing cock slide deeper into her clinging pussy. “Harder, harder!” she moaned. “It feels so goooood!”
“A wish come true,” Tony replied. He continued his attack with renewed vigor, pumping his big cock into her tightness as she whimpered and moaned without shame. He reached up her body and grabbed her full breasts, squeezing them in his strong grip.
“Princess, I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’re gonna need to turn your throne into a recliner!” he continued, holding onto her ripe breasts and pounding her sex, each savage thrust rocking her whole body.
It brought them so close to orgasm that Jasmine couldn’t resist going over. She bit her lip as she sinfully indulged herself. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” she screamed, her inner muscles tightening on his pulsating cock. She soon let out another scream, “Ohhh! Yes!” Her juices flooded his manhood as her knees buckled, wobbling in mid-air, no more able to absorb the shattering orgasm than the rest of her.
She grabbed the back of his head with both hands and held it tight, pulling him down into the valley between her breasts as she moaned and thrashed to his rhythm. He kept fucking her, relentlessly. Shoving his prick into her cunt over and over again until, with shuddering release, Tony came, Jasmine at the same time.
They collapsed in each other’s arms, totally exhausted. Their juices soaked both themselves and the clothes, and they clung to each other for a long time afterwards. Tony reached up into the fountain and brought down handfuls of water to rinse Jasmine’s sweaty skin.
“Some offering,” Jasmine sighed. “You give it back to me tenfold.”
“Yeah, well, making things bigger is kinda a specialty of mine.”
“I should hope so,” Jasmine said as he washed her breasts clean. She took his hand and guided it back down to her belly. “I should like to be much bigger, with many heirs to continue the royal line.” Then, closing her eyes, his hand still held against her tummy, she rested her head on his shoulder. “And many harem girls to satisfy you. A delicate woman such as me can’t be expected to satisfy such base desires.”
“And yet, you seem to.” He kissed her forehead. “Where would I ever find a seraglio babe as cute as you?”
“I will find them,” Jasmine said. “One of many duties I will eagerly perform after the wedding. Of course, I could start practicing early…”
Tony could feel himself starting to fade. “You mind practicing with yourself?”
“It wouldn’t be the first time…”
