Cinderella (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales) (3 page)

Then
she told Cinderella to enter her, gently.

Cinderella
did as she was told. It wasn’t long before she acted without Elena’s instructions,
seeing from her stepsister’s face what was pleasurable and not. She would hook
one of her fingers inside Elena and the girl would tremble.

Then
she would slide her fingers in and out, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but
firmly, and her thumb would press against Elena’s clit making the girl twitch
and moan. 

It
didn’t take long for Elena to come, her legs tightening around Cinderella’s
hand, pressing it against her core as if she never wanted to let it go.

Once
she descended from her high, Elena took Cinderella into her arms and kissed
her, slowly, carefully, until the younger girl put her arms around her and they
cuddled together.

Exhaustion
hit both of them and they closed their eyes, content in the warmth of each
other’s bodies.

For
the first time since her father’s death Cinderella slept without difficulties,
and she dreamt of joy and happiness.

The
girls became lovers from that point on.

Sometimes
Elena came to Cinderella’s body, sometimes it was the opposite, but they were
never too long apart from one another.

Cinderella
forgot her worries and lost herself in Elena’s embrace.

She
had been so lonely before loving Elena that she couldn’t see any other life for
her now.

She
loved Elena like she needed air to breathe.

Cinderella
was so happy that her smile shone in her face, and Elena soon found herself
entranced by it and, slowly, something more than simply pleasure and lust
became evident in their dalliances.

But
it seemed good things didn’t last long in Cinderella’s life.

*******

One
month after Elena and Cinderella became lovers Cinderella’s stepmother
announced there would be a ball held in a nearby castle.

Cinderella,
after seeing Elena’s excitement at the news, did her best to make her love’s dress
the most magnificent there was. She spent entire days and nights sewing it, her
desire for Elena spurring her on.

Elena
herself was more worried about the lack of Cinderella in her bed, preferring to
dress in rags if that meant she would have to spend another night without her
lover pressed against her, but she couldn’t deny that Cinderella’s actions
warmed her heart.

When
Cinderella presented her with her dress she was moved to tears, the cloth
beautiful beyond measure, capable of accentuating Elena’s every asset, yet
keeping her modest.

Not
even Elena’s mother had anything to say against it.

Cinderella
didn’t go to the ball; there hadn’t been enough cloth to make a dress for her.

She
didn’t mind, preferring to rest and wait for Elena, wanting to take her lover
into her arms after several nights without her touch.

Yet
Elena returned in tears.

A
prince of a small nation had attended the ball and had seemingly fallen in love
with Elena. Elena’s mother wasted no time and started negotiating a courtship
between them.

Cinderella
could feel her heart break.

Her
stepmother wouldn’t lose this opportunity to marry her daughter to a prince,
insuring her debts were paid and Elena would live a splendid life.

Cinderella
couldn’t blame her.

She
would do anything so that Elena could live a life of luxury, and she couldn’t
blame the prince for falling in love with Elena, not when she did the same,
even though they were stepsisters.

Elena
could be the most enchanting woman in the world when she wished to.

The
older girl’s tears dried out slowly while she remained in Cinderella’s arms.

Then
Elena freed herself and kissed Cinderella, grabbing her hand and dragging her
stepsister into her study.

Elena
pushed Cinderella against the wall and fell to her knees in front of her,
working on the younger girl’s clothes, trying to free her stepsister’s cock.

Cinderella
didn’t resist her, waiting for Elena’s lips wrapped around her member.

Elena
wanted to forget the taste of the magnificent foods and drinks she had that
night, the divine aromas, the wealth, she wanted to forget the part of her that
told her she would be better off married to a prince she didn’t love.

She
wanted the taste of Cinderella’s cock to make her doubts go away.

Cinderella
gasped as Elena took hold of her cock and started pumping it, then gasped again
as Elena licked the tip, her tongue swirling around it, tasting, waiting for it
to harden fully.

Once
it did, Elena started licking it from top to bottom, slowly, making Cinderella
twitch at the pleasure she provoked.

Cinderella’s
legs trembled and for a moment she feared she would fall.

Elena
opened her mouth and took Cinderella’s cock, her lips tight around it, her head
moving forward and back.

Cinderella
swallowed, seeing her cock disappear into her stepsister’s mouth, only for the
girl to move back and reveal it, and then swallow it again.

Elena
swirled her tongue around the cock, wrapping it in warmth as she sucked her
stepsister, her hands moving and cupping Cinderella’s rear, as Elena used only
her mouth to please the younger girl’s cock.

She
took Cinderella’s cock as far as it would go, as deep as she had ever taken the
other girl, feeling Cinderella’s member sliding into her throat.

Cinderella
gasped and started thrusting her hips, slowly, encouraged by Elena’s hands
pulling her forward, who wanted to feel Cinderella fuck her face.

It
was too much.

Cinderella
couldn’t resist and she came, holding back the scream of pleasure she wanted to
give as her cock released its load into Elena’s willingly throat, trying not to
alert anyone as her stepsister swallowed and swallowed Cinderella’s seed as it
flowed out of her cock.

The
younger girl couldn’t resist so much stimulation and her legs failed her. She
leaned against the wall and slid down, slowly.

Elena
kept milking her stepsister’s cock, until she had to release it with a
disappointed sound, letting the now flaccid member escape from her hold.

With
Cinderella’s taste in her mouth, Elena let herself fall into her lover’s arms,
joining her on the ground.

Cinderella
held her, pressing her stepsister against her body, wanting to hold Elena
forever in her arms.

They
remained like that, content in each other’s warmth, not wanting to think about
what their future held.

But
it didn’t matter how much Elena wanted to forget.

She
knew what her future held and she was filled by a sudden and furious anger.
Right then and there she decided to fight against that fate with all her
strength, to do anything for the future
she
wanted to become real and
not one her mother chose.

She
wanted to be with Cinderella, to live her life with her stepsister.

And
she wanted to lose her purity with Cinderella.

The
younger girl would be against it, knowing how important a woman’s virginity was
regarded in the world, but Elena was sure she could convince her stepsister to
do as she wished.

Elena
rose and moved, picking an old blanket resting by the room’s corner, extending
it and gesturing for Cinderella.

Her
stepsister came, while Elena undressed, slowly, teasingly, letting Cinderella’s
eyes fill with lust as she revealed her breasts and sex.

Then
Elena dragged her down, making Cinderella lie on the improvised bed and
climbing on top afterwards.

They
kissed, fervently, wishing to never be apart from the other, Cinderella’s cock
hardening again with Elena’s close presence.

The
older girl noticed it and rubbed her thighs against Cinderella’s, making the
other girl want her more than anything. She leaned down and kissed Cinderella’s
throat, making her whimper with need, teasingly, her lips trailing down and up
over the younger girl’s torso.

Then
Elena whispered at Cinderella’s ear, begging her to take her, to mark her and
defile her.

Cinderella
refused, as Elena had known she would, but her stepsister’s teasing became more
pronounced and Cinderella didn’t complain as Elena climbed on top of her,
Elena’s naked pussy just an inch away from her cock.

Elena
grabbed Cinderella’s cock and coated it with her wetness, until it glistened,
teasing herself on Cinderella’s cock and teasing Cinderella, before she looked
right at her stepsister’s eyes and slowly let herself fall, letting the cock
she held in her hand spear her.

Cinderella’s
hands came to rest on Elena’s waist, wanting to stop her stepsister, but then
her cock’s head slipped into Elena’s folds and she couldn’t think about
anything else.

Elena
felt Cinderella’s cock slid inside of her and she started moving up and down,
slowly, taking more and more of her stepsister’s flesh into her core, until she
felt it reach deep inside of her and hit her barrier.

The
girls looked at one another, knowing that if they continued they would do
something irremediable, something permanent.

Elena
steeled herself and thrust down, wincing a little at the pain as her hymen was
brushed away, Cinderella’s cock going deeper than ever into her.

Both
of them gasped – Elena at the pain, Cinderella at the pleasure.

Cinderella
grip on Elena’s waist increased in strength, becoming almost bruising as the
girl felt Elena’s walls tightening around her cock, her stepsister starting to
ride her, up and down, her cock moving faster in and out of Elena, deeper,
until Cinderella could feel herself completely sheathed inside Elena.

Elena
groaned as that happened and leaned down, her breasts pressing against
Cinderella’s, and she kissed her stepsister, gently, before she started rocking
again, riding Cinderella.

Cinderella
thrust back against Elena, her eyes fixed on the older girl’s body, loving the
way Elena’s breasts bounced up and down as she fucked her.

She
reached out and took Elena’s mounds into her hands, caressing them and taking
the nipples between her fingers, rolling and pinching them.

Elena’s
hands covered Cinderella’s, directing the girl’s attention in the most
pleasurable manner. Then Cinderella’s cock hit the right spot inside of her and
Elena released a breathy sound, repeating her motions until she once again felt
the cock hit the magic spot inside of her.

Cinderella
watched as Elena closed her eyes and started breathing harder, her motions
faster, erratic, until she could feel Elena’s sex tightening around her and her
stepsister came with a scream of pure pleasure.

Elena
didn’t stop moving, going up and down, wanting to never stop feeling the pleasure
Cinderella’s cock brought inside of her, until her legs lost their strength and
she felt her stepsister come.

Cinderella
pulled Elena into her, hugging her with all of her strength, squishing their
chests together, until she felt like she could ear Elena’s heartbeat, her cock
still jerking inside Elena.

She
wanted to sleep like that, warm inside of Elena, ignoring what happened outside
that room.

A
second later Elena moved and let Cinderella’s cock slid out of her, wincing a
little, but returning to Cinderella’s arms, holding her lover until both of
them feel asleep.

*******

Cinderella
woke to the sounds of Elena painting.

She
looked up, eyes still bleary from sleep, to find a nude Elena working on a
large canvas.

Elena
moved from side to side, her hair swishing against her motions, her beautiful
bared rear looking incredibly alluring.

Cinderella
wanted to get up and force Elena’s naked frame against the wet paint and take
her stepsister from behind, spreading her legs and spearing her with her cock,
until she had Elena scream in pleasure like the night before.

But
then Elena finished her work and turned around.

She
looked wild, her hair streamed around her, a drop of paint in one of her bared
breasts, so close to the nipple that Cinderella wanted to lick it off.

Cinderella
felt her cock hardening and started getting up, but Elena acted first and moved
towards her, fast, climbing on top of Cinderella, pressing her naked body
against her stepsister.

They
kissed, heatedly, their hands groping each other’s bodies, and would have ended
of doing more if there wasn’t for a sound coming from the study’s door.

Elena
looked towards it, fearing that her mother had found them, but it was her adopted
sister.

Elsa
looked at the entwined girls, her mouth open in startlement, before she turned
around and ran away, leaving the door open.

Cinderella
and Elena looked at each other, worried, before they scrambled to dress
themselves.