All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older
Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
Chapter 3
“Holy shit!” Exclaimed the Queen. She was completely naked except for the diamond-encrusted tiara perched atop her head, the cost of which could feed everyone in the kingdom for years. Her long, flowing, raven-black hair was sprawled across the many pillows strewn across the enormous bed in her bedroom. She clutched her crimson red sheets as her naked body, glistening with sweat, convulsed involuntarily once again. She looked down at the Huntswoman, whose head was buried between her silky thighs.
“Where the fuck did you learn to do that?” the Queen demanded as her eyes rolled back into her head in pleasure yet again. Surely the Huntswoman’s pussy-eating skills rivaled even her own, and the pleasure she felt was mixed with jealousy and rage at the thought that this lowly servant could be so skilled. The Queen gazed down upon the Huntswoman. She was beautiful and extremely sexy, her firm, naked ass sticking up in the air as her tongue worked over the Queen’s clit while a few of the Huntswoman’s fingers were buried deep in the Queen’s dripping wet pussy, pressing firmly towards her in a ‘come hither’ motion.
The Huntswoman remained silent, knowing the Queen would be furious if she knew that it was in fact Snow White, the princess and the Queen’s stepdaughter, who had demonstrated this same technique on her not a few hours ago. The Queen had no idea that the Huntswoman had betrayed her and had let Snow White go rather than kill her and leave her body to the beasts of the forest. The Huntswoman instead returned with the heart of a pig to show as evidence to the Queen, and so the Queen made good on her promised payment and allowed the Huntswoman to enjoy her pussy.
“FUCK!” the Queen exclaimed after her second orgasm and sat up on her elbows, her large breasts bouncing above her toned stomach as she looked down at the Huntswoman, who did not slow down in her task. Despite her envy and vanity, she had to admit the Huntswoman was doing amazing things to her pussy.
“Huntswoman,” the Queen said demandingly. The Huntswoman paused, her extended tongue frozen at the crest of the Queen’s folds as she met the Queen’s devilish gaze.
“Your oral work has been satisfactory,” the Queen said snidely, “I must taste myself from your lips, as the taste of my own pussy is the greatest above all. Isn’t that right, magic mirror?” The Queen pulled the Huntswoman to her, both pairs of heaving breasts pressing against each other, the slick sweat of the Queen’s body making her nipples slide against the Huntswoman’s enticingly as the mystical naked form of the entity in the mirror formed from the green mist. The Queen lapped hungrily at the Huntswoman’s mouth and in a rare act of unselfishness reached down and slid a finger along the Huntswoman’s drippingly eager lips.
“Uh, my Queen…” the mirror said hesitantly. The Queen paused as she bit softly on the Huntswoman’s lower lip and looked over at the mirror.
“Um…” the mirror continued, “Snow White’s pussy is still the sweetest in all the land.”
“WHAT?!” the Queen screamed, her face turning red with fury as she pushed the Huntswoman off of her, who cowered against the cold stone wall of the Queen’s chambers.
“Then what the fuck is that thing?” the Queen asked, pointing at the box containing the heart the Huntswoman brought her.
“That’s the heart of a pig, my Queen,” the mirror responded, “Snow White still lives.”
“GUARDS!” the Queen shouted, and immediately two voluptuous maidens in bikini armor ran into the room, looking somewhat disheveled, as they were likely listening through the door and fingering each other like usual. “Lock this treacherous bitch in the dungeon. Have the castle whores perform for her, but make sure her arms and legs are chained so that she can never feel pleasure again.”
“No, your majesty, please!” the Huntswoman screamed as the guards dragged her by the arms down to the dungeon deep below the castle.
“Fucking… stupid… fucking, fuck… ARGHHHH!” the Queen screamed. She fumed as she strode angrily towards the mirror, “show me Snow White, mirror.” The entity in the mirror dissipated into green mist as quickly as she could to avoid more of the Queen’s wrath, and the image of Snow White materialized hazily. Before Fikirtepe Escort her appeared Snow White, wandering in the woods. The Queen took solace in the fact that Snow White at least looked cold and frightened as darkness closed in on her.
“Well,” the Queen sneered turning away from the mirror and putting on her robe, “maybe she’ll get mauled by a bear or something.”
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Meanwhile, Snow White was shivering, rain pouring down around her, the only shelter being the tall trees, but she couldn’t just stay out here under the trees forever. Her dress was now soaked from the rain and tattered partly from trudging through the harsh shrubs and brambles of the thick forest, and partly from her amazingly frenzied encounter with the Huntswoman. She knew it would be dark soon and she hugged herself to try to keep warm, pushing her breasts upward further revealing her ample cleavage. A low hanging branch scratched her bare thigh just below the hem of her short dress and she yelped, but moved on, determined to find help somewhere. A few gentle forest animals had begun to follow the fair-skinned, dark-haired, 18 year old vixen.
“I suppose I should be grateful,” she said to her new companions, still some cheeriness left her in voice, “after all, the Huntswoman didn’t kill me, so that’s good, and she worked my pussy super good, but I kind of wish she had at least given me some kind of an idea where I could go or taken me to a cabin or something.”
She looked around, feeling quite lost in the thickness of the tall trees.
“Oh well,” she shrugged, looking sympathetically at a saddened squirrel, ever the optimist, “we’ll find somewhere to sleep tonight, I just know it!”
Suddenly a bluebird chirped and landed on a branch a few feet from Snow White’s face, catching her attention.
“Hello there, bluebird,” Snow White said. The bluebird happily hopped on the branch, chirping and flittering to another branch a little further away.
“You want me to follow you?” Snow White asked curiously. “Ok, lead the way!”
Snow White and her animal companions moved through the woods with a sense of encouragement, the bluebird flitting from branch to branch chirping excitedly. Snow White followed determinedly, hoping to find shelter soon and trusting the bluebird was leading her to safety.
After a few more miles of walking through the woods in the rain the bluebird’s chirping turned from encouraging to frantic, as Snow White could finally see a distant thatched roof through the trees. When she saw it she began to run, her breasts bouncing with her frigid nipples poking through the drenched fabric of her blue dress. The animals followed her until she arrived at a small clearing in the trees, and there in front of her stood a moderately sized cottage with a thatched roof and a few chimneys protruding from the top. The cottage seemed impressive considering how deep into the forest she had walked, but something seemed a little strange. She began to walk towards it and suddenly realized the problem. The front door to the cottage only came up to Snow White’s tits! It was small, it was just to scale.
“No matter,” Snow White said back to her animal companions who stayed in the safety of the trees, “shelter is shelter and I’m so fortunate that you led me here.
“Thank you!” she waved to the animals.
Snow White knocked on the door. There was no answer. She looked in the small window and it didn’t appear that anyone was home.
“Hello?” she said through the open window. Still no answer. She didn’t want to intrude, but it was still raining and the cottage seemed warm and inviting. She knocked on the door again to no response, and pushed gently on the small door, which opened easily. Snow White figured if the door wasn’t even locked, surely the owner would forgive her for coming in out of the rain. She ducked under the door frame slightly but found that she could stand inside the cottage, with her head mere inches from the ceiling. Snow White looked around the cabin, the cloudy skies making diminishing most of the light that would have come through the windows.
Once Snow White was certain that there was no one home she decided the best thing to do was get out of her soaking wet dress. She slid the dress off her creamy white Fikirtepe Escort Bayan shoulders, her skin flawless without even a freckle. It fell down to her waist as she untied the front, releasing her breasts from their cold, damp prison. Her nipples were pink and hardened with the cold, the warm air of the cabin sending a contrasting tingling sensation across the soft globes. Snow pushed the dress down over her hips and she had to squeeze with just a little bit more effort to push it down, causing her round ass to jiggle as the dress slipped over it, falling immediately to her ankles. She stepped out of her dress and looked around for a mirror. Snow White was not particularly vain, but she did enjoy the sight of a woman’s body and since it had been hours (which for her might as well have been weeks) since she had touched another woman she was feeling a little horny and thought maybe she could have some alone time. She had lost her virginity on her 18th birthday a few weeks ago to a very skilled court fingerer and since then she had been banging her way through all the hot women in the castle almost hourly. She just couldn’t get enough, and they clearly couldn’t get enough of her.
She looked around her immediate surroundings and didn’t see a mirror, but what she did notice was the clutter. Clothes, dishes, tools, everything was a complete mess. There wasn’t even anywhere to sit, not to mention anywhere to lay down.
“Now how am I supposed to play with myself in such a mess!” Snow White exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips in mild dismay. But the smile never came off her face.
“Well I guess this is the perfect way to repay whoever lives here,” Snow White said happily. She looked out the window at her woodland friends.
“Do you all want to help?” she asked cheerily. The animals stared back at her, confused. “Oh, that’s right, I’ve got to sing!”
Snow White began to sing a working song, and all of the woodland creatures came into the house and started to clean up the cottage:
“Whistle while you twerk, bitch make that sweet ass work,
Bounce up and down, move all around, make everybody jerk”
Snow White smiled as she picked up a blue thong off of a chair. She didn’t want to clean the house naked, and after giving the panties a sensual sniff decided they were clean enough and put them on. They were tight but that only made the lacey material rub against her pussy even harder, accentuating her budding arousal. She continued to sing.
“Then whistle while they jerk, give them a knowing smirk,
get on your knees till they beg please and finger everyone”
As she cleared dirty clothes and dishes from every nook and cranny in the house she also found a white tank top that again, was extremely tight but still stretched over her tits enough to cover her nipples. Her cleavage and midriff remained bare, but it was enough to at least walk around and clean without her own tits getting in her way. She continued her song
“And then make them all cum, make sure to use your tongue,
lick pussies sweet, suck that hard meat but don’t think you are done”
“Then Whistle while you fuck, your hips should thrust and buck,
They’ll all line up, Your tits they’ll suck, and beg to pump that cunt,”
“Then…
Snow White paused. She had been singing for hours and the woodland animals all sat motionless and wide-eyed with shock at Snow White’s filthy song. Snow White looked around.
“Oh thank you, friends!” she exclaimed happily, realizing they were all done, “I don’t know how you helped me without thumbs, but you did it and I so appreciate it. So long!”
With that the creatures all got the fuck out of that cottage as fast as possible. Snow White looked around and was grateful to be done and have some alone time because her song really got her worked up. She looked around and while she still didn’t find a mirror, she did see a large phallic decoration above the fireplace. It looked somewhat like glass, but more vibrant. She assumed the owner didn’t just have a dildo lying around, but it certainly looked like a shiny, clear, long, and thick cock without balls. She figured what the hell and walked upstairs with her new toy.
There was a bedroom she had just finished cleaning, but she thought it was strange that it was the only bedroom in the cottage. Escort Fikirtepe There were seven short beds in random positions throughout the room. A single bed was too short even for Snow White’s delicate and petite frame, so she rearranged the beds, pushing them all next to each other against one wall of the room. Snow White found that now she could lay all the way across them quite comfortably. She laid down on the beds, her short hair splayed out on one bed, and her feet all the way down on the other. She was so turned on that her hard nipples were already straining against the soft fabric of her borrowed tank top. She rubbed her thighs together, lightly massaging her pussy to prepare it for the fun she was about to have.
She put the large glass toy to her mouth, kissing it gently before twirling her tongue all around it’s end. It wasn’t the biggest dildo she’d ever used, but it looked to be a wonderfully comfortable size and the excitement of using it on herself made her wet enough to smell her own arousal. She cupped one breast with her free hand as she continued to moisten the phallus with her tongue. She rubbed her breast gently then trailed her fingers over her clothed but hardened nipple, sending shivers across her body. The intensity of the day was definitely going to add something extra to this self-love session.
The hand on her breast worked it’s way across her tight stomach and over the lacey material of the thong she had borrowed. The idea of wearing another woman’s panties made her even more wet. She assumed the woman was hot, with beautiful breasts, and a slender waist. Her finger traced over her slit, still covered by the now soaked panties. She pulled the now dripping wet phallus from her mouth and moved it down as she pulled the panties to one side, her wet pussy tingling at the sensation of the open air.
Her mind conjured up vivid images of the many sexual encounters she had experienced in just a few short weeks. She imagined their hands on her body, the naughty things they said to her, their tongues exploring every part of her body. She could feel the heat rising from within her as she guides the glistening toy to her quivering entrance, the mere touch of it against her delicate folds sending jolts of ecstasy through her body. She lets out a soft gasp, a mixture of pleasure and anticipation. Slowly, she eases the dildo inside, feeling its firmness filling her, stretching her walls.
She moved the phallus slowly and not too deeply, allowing her desire to build and intensify, her gasps growing louder, her body slowly becoming more and more desperate. Snow White’s fingers join the dance, teasing her erect nipples and tracing invisible patterns of desire across her feverish skin. Her moans fill the air, mingling with the sound of her own rapid breath, as she surrenders to the intoxicating rhythm of her own pleasure.
Her free hand moves down to explore the contours of her body, gliding over her quivering stomach and tracing the curve of her hips. She revels in the heat radiating from within as the fingers of her free hand expertly press against her clit. She begins to pump the glass dildo more fervently inside her.
“Oh, yes… just like that… deeper… harder… mmm… that’s how you like it, Snow,” she moaned feverishly, “fuck that sweet pussy…” her words trailing off.
Her voice, barely audible, mixes with the symphony of her self-indulgence. Each breath she takes is heavy with desire, her mind lost in a haze of pleasure. Her body moves in perfect synchronization, the dildo becoming an extension of her own hunger, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
She imagines the touch of skilled hands, the scent of aroused bodies, the taste of another woman’s lips against her own. Her thoughts are a tapestry of erotic scenes, a collage of passionate encounters that fuel her own desires. With each stroke of the dildo, she can almost feel the presence of a lover, their breath hot against her skin, their hands urging her on.
The sensations intensify, coursing through her like an electric current. Snow White’s grip on the tightens, her movements growing more urgent. Her body arches, her back lifting off the bed, as she plunges into a world of ecstasy. Finally, her climax crashes over her like a tidal wave, sweeping her away on a torrent of pleasure. Her body convulses with each blissful wave, her moans of release echoing in the room. She trembles, her senses overloaded with the sheer intensity of her orgasm.
As she lies there, spent and breathless, Snow White’s body slowly relaxes, a satisfied smile gracing her deep red lips as she drifts off to sleep.