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Beauty on the Beast	By : phil Category: +1 through F > Beauty and the Beast (Disney) > Beauty and the Beast (Disney) Views: 35532 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3
Belle later snuck out to the kitchen where she was wined and dined by Lumiere, the candelabra, and Cogsworth, the butler clock. After she ate, Belle ended up in the West Wing, drawn there by her curiosity. She found a room that looked like it had been struck by a tornado with things torn and thrown about. At the end of the room, she saw the magical rose under the bell jar and was drawn to its beauty. She lifted the glass bell and was about to touch it when the Beast surprised her. The Beast was furious that she had invaded his lair and flung furniture to the side, smashing them as he yelled at her. Belle cowered against a wall as he railed at her, then ran out of the room in fear.
Belle grabbed her cloak and ran out of the castle into the snowy night. She jumped onto Phillipe and rode him through the snow covered woods trying to escape the beast. But once as soon as she thought she had made it, she ran into wolves that were feasting on a large carcass. They saw her and immediately gave chase. Phillipe ran as fast as he could, but soon the pack of wolves surrounded Belle and Phillipe. Phillipe bucked, throwing Belle off, the reins wrapping around a tree branch. The wolves attacked Phillipe, but Belle came to his rescue, beating them away with a stick.
The wolves circled both Belle and Phillipe, slowly moving in. Belle couldn’t understand why the wolves were attacking them. They had just gorged themselves so they couldn’t be hungry. And wolves weren’t likely to leave the rest of the carcass until they had picked it clean. Then she noticed something protruding from under the lead wolf. As she looked closer, she realized that the wolf had an erection. As she looked around, she saw that all the wolves were sprouting huge erections as they looked at her. Belle didn’t know what to think. She had never thought that an animal would be sexually interested in a woman. In the back of her mind, a part of her wondered what it would be like, but then again, she wasn’t sure what a pack of wolves would do with her.
The wolves moved in. Belle desperately swung her stick at the wolves, but one grabbed the other end and broke it in half. Another wolf leapt as Belle tried to escape, grabbed her cloak and dragged her to the ground, trying to rip her cloak off. The other wolves moved in. She looked up and saw the largest wolf ready to jump on her, his throbbing lupine erection pointed straight at her. He leapt, but was caught in mid-air by the Beast.
The Beast fought off the wolves, bellowing as he flung them to the side. He was much bigger than the wolves, but there were many of them and they were determined not to give up on their prey. The wolves bit at his arms and attacked the Beast, but after the Beast threw the leader against a tree, they had had enough and ran off, defeated. The Beast looked at Belle, then collapsed to the ground. Belle was about to leave, but hesitated. After all, the Beast had just saved her life. She couldn’t leave him injured in the snow. She put the Beast on Phillipe and led them back to the castle.
The Beast sat in a chair next to a fire as Belle knelt next to him, soaking a cloth in some hot water. She put the cloth on some cuts on his arm.
“That hurts!” the Beast roared, making the servants draw back in fear.
“If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much,” she countered.
“Well if you hadn't run away, this wouldn't have happened!”
“Well if you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!”
The Beast opened his mouth to respond, but had to stop to think of a good line.
“Well you shouldn't have been in the West Wing!”
“Well you should learn to control your temper!”
Belle moved the cloth closer to the wound.
“Now, hold still,” she warned. “This may sting a little.”
The Beast turned his head as he gritted his teeth in pain.
“By the way,” Belle said softly “thank you, for saving my life.”
The Beast opened his eyes in surprise and turned to her. Lumiere, Cogworth, Mrs. Potts, and the rest of the servants attended to them, then left to tend to other tasks and soon the Beast and Belle were alone with each other. Belle continued to tend to his wounds, cleaning and dressing them. He was surprised at how gentle she was. He enjoyed the soft touch of her hands, the fragrance of her hair. Again he felt a stirring in his loins as he looked down at the gorgeous figure kneeling next to him.
They chatted and Belle was surprised at how intelligent the Beast was. She had assumed from his appearance that he wasn’t very bright, but they talked on and on about politics, philosophy, science, the arts. He seemed to know a lot about many different subjects. For the first time since she had moved to the village, she was enjoying an intelligent conversation with a … beast? Though not really a beast she thought to herself. Not a person either. She didn’t really know how to categorize him, but she found herself surprisingly at ease with him.
As she cleansed his wounds, Belle was impressed by the strength and power she felt in the muscles in his huge arms. He was even larger than Gaston. The presence of his powerful body so close began to have an effect on Belle as she began to feel an animalistic attraction to him. She idly wondered if he was larger than Gaston in every way. The smell and feel of his fur triggered the memory of the wolves in the forest with their erections. She was surprised that she found herself getting aroused suddenly wondering what kind of pleasure an animal or, she looked up, a beast could give her. She decided to use her womanly skills to see if the Beast would respond to her.
The Beast was also surprised at how bright Belle was. She was the first woman with whom he could have a stimulating conversation. And as she worked on his wounds and they chatted, he would occasionally get a view down her top as she leaned over. At times, she would hold his arm against her chest while placing a dressing and he would feel her soft breast under his arm. The view of her cleavage along with those tantalizing contacts aroused him even further and soon he had a painful throbbing erection.
Belle continued to tend to his injuries, working very slowly so that she had plenty of time to work on him. She maneuvered herself so that when she held his arms, they pressed against her breasts. And when she leaned over, letting her top hang open, she knew she had the Beast’s attention. By the bulge in his trousers, she knew that the Beast liked what he saw. But it was getting late, and though she was reluctant to end their conversation and her teasing, thought the Beast should get some rest.
“Let me help you up,” she offered as she stood up and pulled on the Beast’s hands.
The Beast stood up and grimaced in pain.
“What’s wrong?” Belle asked, her brow furrowed with concern.
“I was hurting in so many places I didn’t realize my leg was injured,” he groaned as he looked down at his thigh where his pants were ripped.
“Let me see,” Belle said as she knelt in front of the Beast.
She pulled open the gash in his pants and held a cloth against the claw marks on his thigh. She also became acutely aware that her hand was only inches from the bulge in his pants. Belle felt irresistibly drawn to it, like a moth to flame. Part of her still felt uneasy about the Beast, but another part of her felt exhilarated at the thought of expanding her sexual horizons. The excitement won over her trepidation.
“This one doesn’t look too bad, but I think you have another large problem,” she said as she grabbed his erection through his pants.
The Beast stiffened in surprise.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Trying to make you feel better,” Belle replied as she ran her hand up and down his hardness. “It’s the least I can do after you saved me.”
Belle pulled down his trousers, freeing his enormous penis which jutted from his fur covered body. She was surprised that his foot long erection and the huge sac underneath were hairless given that the rest of him was entirely covered with fur. She grabbed the thick shaft with both hands and rubbed the smooth head against her face and lips. He had a powerful masculine musky scent. She looked up at the Beast and lowered her mouth over the mushroom shaped tip.
The Beast could not believe his eyes as Belle took him into her mouth. Never would he have dreamed that she would be remotely interested in him. And yet here this beautiful young woman was sucking on his hardened member. The Beast groaned with pleasure at the sensations of her warm mouth on him. He was afraid to move, to do anything that would break the spell that made her act this way, so he stood still, giving her free reign.
Belle continued to suck and was amazed to see his erection become even thicker and harder under her ministrations. She had never seen anyone so well endowed, putting even Gaston to shame. Fully erect, he was too big for Belle to take completely in her mouth but she slowly took more and more until he was half way in. Her hands pumped the bottom of his shaft up and down as she continued to suck. She inhaled his musky animal scent.
The Beast was still standing, not even touching her. She stopped and looked up at the Beast.
“Are you just going to stand there? Don’t you want to touch me?”
“Of course I do. I just don’t…”
Suddenly Belle understood.
“You don’t know what to do, do you? Is this your first time?”
The Beast just hung his head in silence.
“It’s okay,” she said as she stood in front of the Beast. “It’s also my first time… in an enchanted castle.”
She slowly unbuttoned the top of her dress and shirt and let them hang open exposing the inner parts of both breasts. The Beast tentatively reached forward and ran one thick furry finger over the swell of her breast. The skin was so soft. He pushed aside the material exposing her pink nipple, erect with anticipation. Gently, he pinched the nub of flesh between his thumb and forefinger eliciting a gasp from Belle.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he apologized as he pulled his hand away.
“No, don’t stop,” Belle replied as she grabbed his huge paw and placed it back on her breast.
Encouraged, the Beast rubbed his paw over her breast, feeling its smooth contour topped by her nipple against his calloused palm. He cupped her breast and gently squeezed, reveling in the soft mound of flesh while he slid his other paw to her other breast. He caressed her breasts, playing with her nipples, enjoying the softness in his paws.
The Beast pulled her top down to her waist and lowered her onto the rug. The warmth and light from the fireplace played across her body as Belle lay on her back, her arms above her head. The Beast could not believe that she wanted him. He let his cloak drop to the ground and lay next to her on his side. He lightly stroked her from her lip, down the graceful curve of her neck, over the swelling of her breasts, tweaking her nipple then continuing down her flat stomach and back up again. He marveled at her beauty. Leaning over, he took one nipple in his mouth and suckled at her breast as Belle held his head to her.
Belle groaned with pleasure at the sensations from her breasts. The Beast was so big and powerful and yet surprisingly, so gentle. His furry body stimulated her skin heightening her pleasure. She pulled the Beast up and kissed him. She probed his mouth with her tongue, running it over his sharp teeth and fangs. Her delicate tongue met his large one and soon they were exploring and probing each other’s mouths. Belle was so aroused at this point and felt an aching in her groin that needed to be filled. She pushed the Beast onto his back and stood, pushing her dress and rest of her clothes off. She stepped out of them and straddled the Beast and slowly lowered herself onto his erect pole. His thick head slid into her, stretching her to the limit. She paused to get adjusted to the mass of flesh inside of her, then continued to push down, filling herself.
The Beast groaned with pleasure as he felt himself enter Belle’s tight opening. She kept moving up and down his shaft, each time lowering herself further and further until he was completely buried inside of her. The feeling of his erection deep inside her tight wet opening was incredible. He looked down and could not believe that his entire stiff member was inside of such a petite lady. He reached up with his paws and played with her breasts as Belle rode up and down his throbbing rod.
Belle could not believe the sensation of the Beast’s hard flesh as its girth stretched her completely filling her passage to her womb. And that was contrasted by the feeling of his fur tickling her inner thighs and bottom as she sat astride him. It felt like she was riding bareback on a horse while impaled on its penis. Thinking back, she recalled being stimulated at the sight of Phillipe’s huge organ as he was aroused in the presence of a mare in heat. She had wondered what it would feel like to have something so large inside and now with the Beast she knew. The stimulation of his rigid organ inside of her caused waves of pleasure to build in her loins as she continued to ride him.
Pressure began to build in his groin as Belle continued to slide up and down his erection slick with her juices. Her hot tunnel gripped him like a vise and seeing this beautiful pixie riding him, eyes closed, mouth open gasping with pleasure as he kneaded her breasts was too much for him. He felt the pressure continue to build, then a tightening at the base of his testicles as the pressure built until he felt like he was about to explode. He began to thrust up into Belle, trying to force himself deep inside of her.
Belle looked down feeling the quickened tempo and urgency of the Beast’s thrusting. The whole situation felt unreal, like a fantasy, with a forbidden pleasure. Here she was, in an enchanted castle with a Beast thrusting his huge member inside of her as he rubbed her breasts with his large furry paws sending electric shocks of pleasure shooting into her groin. This was truly an adventure. The waves of pleasure built to a peak until the continuous pummeling pushed her over the edge and her body convulsed as she had an orgasm.
As Belle writhed in pleasure above him, the Beast felt himself explode as he released his burning seed deep into her womb. His penis seemed to spasm forever as he shot wave after wave of sperm, filling her until he was completely drained. Belle collapsed on top of him, also completely spent.
Their relationship was different from that night on. During the day, they were still somewhat awkward around each other. But at night after everyone else had retired, Belle would sneak into the Beast’s room and they would devour each other, pleasuring each other in every imaginable way. Belle especially enjoyed feeling his huge furry head between her legs as he licked her with his large tongue, almost like a dog. The sensation was incredible and was guaranteed to bring her quickly to an orgasm.
The rest of the servants began to notice a change between them, noting that there was something there that wasn’t there before. None of them knew the real reason behind the change except for Lumiere. The Beast confided in Lumiere, wondering why the spell hadn’t been broken yet. Lumiere explained to the Beast that Belle had to love him to break the spell, not just have sex with him.
In the end, after Gaston led the siege on the castle and had mortally wounded the Beast, did Belle realize that she indeed did love the Beast. Beams of light shot down around the Beast and his body rose into the air, enveloped in a cloud of light. His body was transformed into that of a handsome prince and he stood, healed and alive. He looked at Belle.
“Belle, it’s me,” he said as he grabbed her hands.
She looked uncertainly at the transformed prince, then reached out to touch his hair. As she looked into his eyes, she reached forward with her other hand until she felt the huge bulge in his trousers.
“It is you,” she cried.
They kissed and the spell was broken and everything and everyone became normal again. There was a huge ball to celebrate and Belle and the Prince took the first dance. As they danced in the ballroom, even though she was in the arms of a handsome prince, Belle couldn’t help but be a little disappointed. She had enjoyed forbidden pleasures with the Beast and though the handsome prince she was now dancing with still had the same equipment, it was still not the same. In the weeks since his transformation, she had explored his new human body and derived much pleasure from it, but she still found herself craving something different.
As she continued to dance, she realized that she would be a princess soon. And as a princess, she would be able to visit other lands and surely she would find ways of expanding her horizons even further. And now that she had found sex so enjoyable with a Beast, she found herself thinking about the woods and the wolves who had chased her. What would have happened if the Beast hadn’t saved her? Perhaps she would take a ride through the woods later. She shivered with anticipation as they danced around the ballroom. It looked like her adventures were just beginning.
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