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One Night Alone	By : PirateMistressBlaire Category: +1 through F > Aladdin (Disney) > Aladdin (Disney) Views: 35760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Aladdin, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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This is not only my first sex related fic, but my first fic ever. Please be kind and review. I take constructive criticism, comments, and suggestions well! I’d actually appreciate it so when I write more I know what to do. However, please do not flame. The description tells you what you're getting into and I have a warning right there. Flames will be deleted! Though once more, constuctive criticism will be appriciated! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned! They are all Disney’s.

Warnings: There will be masturbation and incest. If that bothers you do not read!!

One Night Alone

Princess Jasmine stood on her balcony, looking longingly out into the starry sky of her home. She sighed longingly, wishing Aladdin were there with her. He was gone away on another adventure with everyone, everyone except her.

Her father had reminded her she had duties her and could be gallivanting off when important people were coming in a few days. Aladdin and the gang wouldn’t be back for at least 2 more weeks for sure, if not more.

All involved had been apologetic, Aladdin, her father, even Carpet and Genie had expressed as much though she understood and put on a brave face about it. She was a mature woman and would act like it.

However, being a mature woman left her with certain needs. She missed Aladdin with her emotions, but also with her body. Already he had been away for a week and she was dying to fill him inside her once again, to fill her very satisfying member deep in her body as his lips teased her breast.

But that seemed impossible. Worst of all, these feelings were driving her insane!! She was desperate, so desperate in fact that she some how found herself pulling the curtains down before the balcony window and stripping before her mirror.

Why shouldn’t she feel pleasure while her lover was away? Did everything have to depend on him?

As soon as her clothes were discarded, she headed towards the bed. Crawling over the fine silk sheets, she lay on her back, a small hill of pillows cushioning her head and neck. She spread her long, shapely legs as she brought images of her Aladdin to mind.

She could clearly visual his firm, rock hard body sculpted before her closed eyes, the chiseled features of his muscled chest and the occasional scar that ran white of the dark skin from who knew what.

His long, stiff cock standing straight and proud as he stood before her, licking his lips in anticipation as he decided to tease her.

Keeping up with the vision, she traced her small fingers around her right nipple slowly as he would have, her other hand doing the same to her left one. Her index finger and thumb found the little pebble, hard and ready to be touched. She twisted it almost painfully, a soft cry escaping her lips. She did the same to the other, and then both at the same time enjoying the mix of pain and pleasure.

Her pussy was alright damp, her juices shining from the light of the lamps surrounding her room. It made the dark triangle between her thighs shine with the liquid though she knew there was no way her Aladdin would give in to her that easy. He liked teasing her, making her wither to his administration before he had even begun.

She rubbed the brown nubs softly now, bringing up on hand to suck on the finger and dampen it with her salvia before bringing it again to her nipples. It was the closest thing she could do to simulate the feel of his tongue brushing over the area, her fingers clenching again as she imagined his teeth nipping, sucking, and lapping at her breasts.

She opened her mouth, a small moan coming from her mouth. Her hands slid down her body, caressing and touching as she went until they met her thighs.

She rubbed them, letting her long nails graze over both sides and stopping short of her hot center.

Slowly and deliberately, she let ran fingers around her puffy nether lips, sliding one finger right at the partially open parting between them though not inserting the finger.

She visualized her handsome Aladdin, eyes glazed in lust as he parted those very lips (two of her fingers doing just that) as he leaned between her legs, inhaling her sweet scent. He would smile that charming smile before sliding one finger into her leaking hole and his tongue would meet her clit.

Her body reacted to her thoughts, a salvia covered hand touching the sensitive button as one finger slide inside her followed by two more.

She began thrusting in and out of herself vigorously, tossing her head as her other hand rubbed the spot roughly, moaning and panting as she felt her muscles tighten.

She was just about to climax when she heard the door open and a startled gasp.

She pulled her hands away, looking wide eyes to find her father standing there.

“Jasmine, what is the meaning of this?” The aged, short plump man demanded of his only child.

“Father, I…” she sought an explanation, her pre-cum covered her searching for something to cover with.

The Sultan shook his head. “There is no excuse young lady. I know exactly what you were doing.” He frowned, “though if you are going to act like that you must suffer the consequences.”

“W-what consequence?” She asked, her actions frozen in fear. He father was a kind man but she had never seen him like this before, seen the odd fire burning behind his old eyes and it scared her.

Sultan approached her bed, stripping off his own clothes and revealing to her, something she was reluctant but couldn’t help noticing, one of he biggest cocks she had ever seen. Sure, Aladdin was decent, but her father made him look like a twig.

“Father, what are you…” She was silenced by his interruption.

“Be silent, you dirty whore. If that’s what you’re going to act like that’s what I am going to treat you like.”

“Daddy…” she retried again, terrified by this.

“I said silence,” he barked, slapping her leg with bruising force. “Now put that small ass of yours in the air.”

“Daddy please!”

“Now!” He ordered in a voice that left no room for question.

“Yes sir.” She said reluctantly, to scared to defy him. She lay on her chest, ass high in the air like a cat in heat.

Her father mounted the bed behind her, standing and bringing his hand to one of the firm, well rounded cheeks with a bruising force. The force was enough that a bright red mark on the dark skin, creating a brownish color against her skin tone.

Shocked, Jasmine cried out earning another slap, even harder than the first two right between her cheeks. A loud ‘Smack’ sounded throughout her chambers.

“Daddy please, you’re hurting me!” She begged, earning three more slaps, one for each cheek and in the middle once again, as hard as he was able.

“I said silence you dirty little whore.” Sultan growled. “This is for your own good. Now, on your back.”

She nodded, laying down on her back and swallowing nervously though she never tried to fight him. He was her father after all. She just lay there, silently consenting to whatever he wished to do.

Satisfied with her submission, the old man actually smiled. “Now then, daughter, I don’t want to hurt you, understand that. I am trying to make you learn a lesson. You can’t do thing like that without consequences.” He explained to her as he gently spread her legs, letting one finger slid along her slit, running it over her aching clit. “Do you understand that, dearest?”

“Yes Daddy,” she answer almost breathlessly as he touched her sensitive area.

“And you know I have to continue with this punishment though it’s only because I love you?”

“Yes Daddy,” she repeated again as circled her wet pussy teasingly, withering and causing pain to rise from her agitated backside as it rubbed against the sheets though she was totally aroused.

“Good,” he said, lowering her balding head, kissing her love button. Soon after his tongue slipped up, licking the juices of her cunt and finding her clit, taking it into his mouth. He sucked her, his bristly beard tickling her lips making her wither more and breath come somewhat shorter.

He nipped the skin before moving away, sliding his tongue into her small hole and beginning to tongue fuck her, slipping it in and out of her welcoming vigina.

“Ohh,” she moaned helplessly, widening her legs for him.

Hearing his young daughter’s sound of pleasure, he worked faster. He stopped, pulling out right before she could climax.

“Not yet, my little Jasmine, you don’t deserve that yet.”

“What do I have to do?” She asked, wanting to have an organism so bad. First she had been interrupted when her father had come in and now this. She was nearly desperate.

The old man only smiled, moving and telling her to sit up.

Obedient as before she obeyed, sitting up and looking at her father silently for further instruction.

“Now, open your mouth and make me very happy.” He ordered, presenting his 10 inch cock to her lips.

She opened her mouth, full red lips accepting the old man’s offering. She let one hand fondle his balls as her tongue circled the massive head, slowly and carefully working it into her mouth inch by inch.

She gagged a little a 8 inches as he started to pull back in concern but she started stroking his shaft with her other hand, meeting his eyes and urging him on. Taking careful time, she finally got all of it in, having to take it partially down her throat.

She buried her nose in his pubic hair, sucking to a point her proud cheeks hollowed. With what little room was left, she let her tongue run up and down his shaft. She sucked greedily, wanting to taste him.

He pulled back right before he came with a loud groan of pleasure, keeping just two inches of his dick in her mouth as he fired off hot lines of his thick white cum into her inviting mouth.

She swallowed every drop, even using her tongue to clean him off before he pulled away.

“Very good daughter.” He told her, kissing her brow.

“And now, Daddy?” She asked, almost hopeful.

“Give me a moment,” he ordered softly, sitting down to catch his breath. In the meanwhile his hand again found her pussy, slipping in and slowly teasing her, two chubby fingers sliding in and out of her tight opening as his thumb messaged her clit.

Leaning forward, he took one of her beasts into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the hard nipple with a practiced ease.

“Oh Daddy,” she moaned to his actions, bucking her hips as he added another finger.

Catching her free reaction, the sultan nipped her nipple in warning, making her body jump and pressed his fingers harder into her inviting tunnel.

He stopped his administrations again, right on the edge of her climax. He put his fingers to her mouth, a silent order to clean them.

She opened her lips, her tongue helping as she sucked her own liquids off, taking her time of running her tongue down each finger, taking it in to the knuckle.

“Now, you reacted with out asking and I told you that you were being punished. Should I let you get away with that?”

“Oh course not Daddy, you’re right.” Jasmine answered, no longer worried, rather excited. She wanted to do anything it would take to get him inside her.

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