Rapunzel (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales) (3 page)

The
prince’s eyes followed her breasts all throughout the motion of inhaling and
exhaling, his sight focused on the pink peaks that adorned Rapunzel’s beautiful
mounds. His mouth descended upon Rapunzel’s nipples, taking the little buds
into his mouth, tasting and suckling them.

Rapunzel
moaned and her hands grabbed onto his head, holding him tight to her.

The
prince’s hands wandered down her body, slowly, feeling her stomach and tummy
until they arrived at her core. They hovered over her sex and then descended,
fully feeling the apex between Rapunzel’s thighs.

The
prince stopped moving. His hand had found Rapunzel’s secret and he froze,
trying to understand what exactly was that he was feeling between her legs.
Grabbing tightly unto her underclothes, he pulled, hard, and ripped the last
thing remaining between his sight and a fully nude Rapunzel.

What
the prince saw between her legs made him pale. He remained still for a few
moments, until he flung himself back, away from the bed and away from Rapunzel.

The
blonde woman looked at him hesitantly, noticing his mounting fury, but not
understanding why it was so. The prince’s anger didn’t allow him to see
Rapunzel’s doubts and so he screamed at her, questioning her about what she
was, and why did she deceive him.

Rapunzel
tearfully tried to tell him she didn’t understand why he was upset, and moved
close to him, extending her hand to his face while she kept professing her
innocence.

He
slapped her hand away, hard, and screamed at her, calling her a demon and a
freak. He pushed her and she fell unto the bed, from where she looked at him
silently, tears falling down her face.

The
prince gritted his teeth, his anger obvious and dark little thoughts made
themselves heard in his mind. He looked at Rapunzel, and realized that although
she had a male organ she also sported a woman’s sex, and his method of revenge
became clear.

He
advanced upon her, intent of forcing himself on the young woman, when there was
a crash. Both the prince and Rapunzel looked at the room’s entrance and froze.

The
Enchantress stood there, her face white from shook, eyes fleeting from the
prince to Rapunzel. A moment later she understood what she was looking at, and
her features became twisted with wrath.

The
prince raised his hands, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible. He
remembered what Rapunzel told him about her mother, and he knew the woman
before him was very powerful. Slowly he tried to move towards the window.

He
didn’t get a chance to escape.

The
Enchantress raised her hand and he froze in place, before he slowly rose into
the air. He tried to talk to her, first begging and then threatening, identifying
himself as a prince, but the Enchantress didn’t care and with a pushing motion
she threw him out of the room, through the window and into a fatal crash
beneath.

She
turned to Rapunzel afterwards, anger clouding her thoughts, and if not for
Rapunzel throwing herself at her and holding her, she didn’t know what she
would have done. In response to her daughter’s embrace, The Enchantress froze,
but then her arms closed around Rapunzel, and held the younger woman as she
hadn’t done in years.

Rapunzel
sobbed into the older woman’s chest, the feeling of heartbreak, and the fear
she had felt of the prince unbearable. The Enchantress held her and guided her
to the bed, where she slowly and carefully comforted Rapunzel.

When
the girl had calmed down slightly, she questioned her about the prince, careful
not to make the other girl’s sadness return anew. Rapunzel told her about how
he had called for her, and how he climbed the tower until he managed to come
inside her room.

The
Enchantress hands tightened on the bed’s sheets when her daughter told her how
the prince fooled her into using her mouth on him, and she regretted having
killed him as quickly as she had.

Rapunzel’s
tale finished with the girl telling her mother how the prince asked to marry
her, and how they had kissed upon her bed, until he had realized she had a cock
between her legs.

Rapunzel
asked her mother why the prince reacted as he did, and the Enchantress froze as
sliver of guilt sneaked into her mind, both for the curse that made Rapunzel as
she was and for the fact she had never explained to the girl the differences
between her and a normal woman.

Carefully,
the Enchantress told Rapunzel about how she was special, how she had something
other women didn’t have, and the prince hadn’t been able to see past her
differences and love her all the same.

Rapunzel
though about her mother’s words for a moment, and then she questioned the other
woman why she was different. When the enchantress didn’t reply, Rapunzel
accused her of being like the prince, and feeling disgust because she was
different.

The
enchantress denied it, and professed that she always had loved Rapunzel, from
the day she was born, but the young woman didn’t believe her, saying that the
Enchantress had basically abandoned her, and the prince was the most company
she had in years. Rapunzel ripped herself away from her mother’s embrace and
crawled further into the bed, as far away from the older woman as she could.

The
Enchantress watched as her adopted daughter moved away, doubt about what she
could do creeping into her mind. It was the thought of continued strife between
them that made her crawl after Rapunzel.

Rapunzel
shied away when she arrived, but the Enchantress’ hand sneaked faster than
Rapunzel’s movement and gripped her daughter’s cock. Rapunzel froze, feeling
her mother’s hand close around her sex, and she looked at the older woman,
startled.

The
Enchantress smiled at her, sadly, and said that she didn’t care about
Rapunzel’s differences. Rapunzel watched her for a moment and then asked her to
prove it, gesturing towards her cock which hardened and twitched in the
Enchantress grip.

The
Enchantress mouth fell open in startlement at her daughter’s suggestion, but
then she realized Rapunzel had no idea of what she was asking. The young woman
didn’t understand the taboo she was asking the Enchantress to break, and once
again the Enchantress realized her failings as a mother.

The
older woman looked at the rod she was gripping. It was a fairly sized one and
strangely smooth, lacking any kind of hair. The blue veins traversing it were
easily noticeable, thick as they were with Rapunzel’s blood pumping through
them.

The
Enchantress couldn’t help but swallow as she looked at her adopted daughter’s
cock, and a memory surfaced from the depths of her mind; a memory of waking up
to find her daughter spooning against her, Rapunzel’s cock having somehow found
itself lodged between the Enchantress’ legs. She remembered feeling the cock’s
warmth between her thighs pressed against her opening, and she remembered the
slick feel of her own wetness coating the small cloth that kept her daughter’s
cock from touching her aching pussy lips.

At
the time the Enchantress had frozen and remained still for what felt like
hours, a sudden surge of lust having almost overpowered her and making her
contemplate do something she would have probably regretted.

Eventually
she had shaken those dark thoughts from her mind, and slowly, with trembling
legs, she had managed to escape the bed, leaving a sleeping Rapunzel behind.

Rapunzel
had been thirteen.

It
had been from that moment forward that the Enchantress’ relationship with her
daughter had soured, when she pushed Rapunzel away, afraid of the emotions the
girl had managed to awaken within her. Rapunzel hadn’t understood why the
Enchantress did so, and so she started to resent her mother.

Now
the Enchantress looked at her daughter’s cock and wondered. Maybe if she hadn’t
pushed her daughter away Rapunzel wouldn’t have been taken advantage of by the
prince. Maybe if she had been a better mother and hadn’t imprisoned her
daughter, the girl wouldn’t be so easily fooled.

Slowly
the Enchantress leaned down and kissed the top of her daughter’s cock. She
didn’t care what anyone else thought, she cared only for Rapunzel’s opinion
and, because of her failings, her daughter didn’t believe her when she said she
loved her – so the enchantress would show her love, even if it was the kind of
love usually reserved for lovers.

Rapunzel
gasped as her mother’s lips grazed her cock, and again when the Enchantress
kissed the top of her cock’s head. The older woman poised a hand on Rapunzel’s
inner thigh, and used the other to grip the base of her cock, fingers rubbing
the erect member even as her mouth closed around its tip.

Rapunzel
gasped non-stop while her mother’s mouth pleasured her. From the first grazing
touches of the older woman’s lips, to the point where the Enchantress took
Rapunzel’s cock into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down. The girl’s
hands had settled behind her mother’s head and she tried to hold her down, much
like the prince had done several times to her.

The
Enchantress replied by taking Rapunzel’s cock even deeper into her mouth,
feeling her daughter’s cock sliding into her throat as she used the experience
she had accumulated over decades not to gag.

Rapunzel
moaned loudly in pleasure, only now understanding the depths of the enjoyment
she had given the prince.

A
moment later Rapunzel screamed out loud as she achieved her release, unloading
her seed down her mother’s mouth and throat, making the older woman struggle to
breathe for a few instants, until the Enchantress started swallowing the thick
white substance. Rapunzel’s eyes glassed over with pleasure, even as the older
woman finished milking the last of her seed.

The
Enchantress raised her head from Rapunzel’s lap, using her sleeve to wipe a
small amount of whiteness from her mouth’s corner, before she faced her
daughter. Rapunzel seemed listless for a moment, before she shook her head and
seemed to regain her focus. She looked directly at the Enchantress.

The
older woman smiled at her and looked down, finding that Rapunzel remained hard
even after she used her mouth on the girl’s cock. Surprised, the Enchantress
leaned down again, decided to make Rapunzel feel quite satisfied.

This
time she decided to focus her efforts in Rapunzel’s other sex. She gripped the
girl’s cock and slowly pumped it, even as her mouth closed over the opening
beneath the thick rod, and her tongue slid inside the blonde haired girl.

Rapunzel
gasped, feeling her pussy being pierced for the first time and she couldn’t
stop herself from screaming out loud as the Enchantress tasted her. Rapunzel’s
hands played with her own breasts, gripping and kneading them as the
Enchantress’ mouth pleasured her.

The
older woman swirled her tongue around the girl’s insides, careful to fully
taste her, even as her hand kept pumping Rapunzel’s rod. A moment later the
Enchantress’ mouth closed over Rapunzel’s clit, a small nub that rested on the
base of the girl’s cock, between both of the girl’s sexes.

Rapunzel
came screaming once again, wetness squirting from between her legs and another
load from her cock, the white cum hitting the Enchantress, dirtying the woman’s
hair and clothes.

As
Rapunzel recuperated from her last orgasm, the Enchantress left the bed and
started undressing. When she turned back to her daughter Rapunzel was focused
on her, eyes roving over her body, and cock hard, prepared to fuck the
Enchantress.

The
older woman raised her eyebrow when she noticed Rapunzel’s member, finding the
girl’s resilience astonishing, but then she remembered the girl was the result
of several spells and potions to improve fertility – she shouldn’t been
surprised by Rapunzel’s stamina when it came to lovemaking.

The
Enchantress crawled onto the bed, liking the way Rapunzel’s eyes clung to her
breasts and sex, finding the girl’s lust an aphrodisiac for her own. She kissed
her, taking the girl into her arms and invading her mouth without mercy, her
tongue finding and dominating Rapunzel’s.

The
girl clung to her and they rolled around the bed, their breasts pressed
together, Rapunzel’s cock between them a warm reminder of what was coming
ahead. They stooped, and the Enchantress found herself pressed with her back
against the bed, Rapunzel above her.

When
she tried to change their positions, preferring to be on top, Rapunzel stopped
her.

The
Enchantress, seeing Rapunzel’s firm stance, surrendered and spread her legs,
opening her sex to her daughter, showing her the pink pussy held between the Enchantress’
thighs.

Rapunzel
appeared lost, but the Enchantress smiled and with one hand directed the girl’s
cock into her opening, sliding the tip inside and making the long haired girl
closed her eyes in bliss. A moment later the Enchantress’ mouth whispered at
the girl’s ear, urging her to thrust her hips and slide the big fat cock into
the warm opening waiting for it.

Rapunzel
moved her hips awkwardly at first, inexperience and the feeling of her mother’s
pussy’s lips wrapped around her cock making it hard for her to concentrate, but
eventually she settled into a position and rhythm that allowed her to thrust
freely, sinking the entire cock into the Enchantress’ wet folds.