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Disney orgies	By : Vita Category: +1 through F > Disney, Misc. Views: 55010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Danielle’s room looked like it came out of a Disney illustration of princess’s room. She slipped off and stepped out of her gown, and stood by the glass window that was as tall as the ceiling.   Outside a few stars sparkled in the darkness which was as thick as velvet. Her body was pale against the darkness, like a small deer hiding in the dark woods. Her breasts were perfectly shaped, and her genitals were smooth and hairless.   Danielle’s eyes betrayed a soft, caressing expression. The world outside had fallen silent.
I took her lips in mine. Our bodies brushed against each other, and I felt the side of her face with my fingers. She looked pleadingly into my eyes, like a startled animal, vulnerable. I could not make out what she was thinking, but she desired me, and her hands found their way to my neck, and then to my chest, which felt like half massage, and half teasing. Her body was like soft butter, tempting, inviting, delicious.
God.
My penis was erect. The tip brushed against her soft belly, and the scent of her body whispered soft pleas for pleasure.
Does she want this? Is it just her body, or is she feeling it, the magic, the soft whispers in the dark?
A firework blossomed outside, mocking the world with its stunning colors. The rays of reflected light cast a red and orange aura on Danielle’s hair and arm.
She guided my hand towards her breasts. Their softness and plumpness melted me and connected me seamlessly with the surreal surroundings. Yet their bounciness protesting against my hand was a pleasant reminder that all this was real. Danielle s eyes betrayed feelings of desire and wanting, her lips quivered in anticipation. My other hand toyed with a twig of her hair which was dyed translucent blue by the lights of the fireworks.
Damn. How could a queen of prostitutes ever look so innocent?
Rather foolishly and impulsively and yet sincerely i asked, i - danielle - do you love me?
Her eyes then became almost expressive; they looked away for a second before they looked right into mine. I want you. She whispered.
Her finger touched my lips and stayed. Shhhsh- it was impossible to postpone or to deny Danielle what she wants, even if for a second. My mind decided to let lust and passion take its place. My erection was feeling more intense and throbbing begging for contact. And Danielle was wanting it too. This knowledge was enough for now. Now we were but lustful bodies containing raw cravings, cravings that appeared to be physical in nature, but there was more to it, something more elusive, urging us to surrender ourselves to feel that fleeting moment of bliss. Our hands met and fingers entwined. Danielle glided to the swing beside the dressing table. My hand in hers, i allowed her to lead me like a nervous child. The smooth surface of the swing met my naked butt, and Danielle stood there towering over me. She leaned in to kiss me, and our tongues danced in a passionate waltz. She sat on my lap facing me, her legs opening up… and my penis felt an intense spasm of pleasure.
Danielle-
I cried out her name in pleasure. I held her face in my hands, wishing I could know what she was thinking. Her eyes were closed, her expression was calm and blissful, her head tilted upwards slightly, her body rocking against mine in a slow but steady rhythm.   She felt apart from me, even when I was inside her. I wished she would tell me, she was desiring me, and loved me, like how I had fallen for her.
Her bodily movements went on steadily, her legs could not touch the ground, but the pressure she was putting on the swing was increasing with her movement. My legs, given the increasing pressure, lifted off the ground, and we swing backwards. Her vagina tightened against my penis. As the swing went forwards towards Danielle, my penis went deep inside her, and I gasped in pleasure.
Danielle’s mouth was half opened, but no moans came out. Her eyes were still closed, and her cheeks were blushed. Her body was shaking from pleasure with each movement of the swing. Her body scent filled the air, and our body clashed, her breasts rubbing against my body, her vagina tightening against my penis. Her vagina was restricting, and she was very close to the climax.
Danielle-
Her gasping increased in speed. Then with a final swing, she let out a soft cry, and her muscle walls relaxed. She almost lost balance on the swing, but I held her waist with one hand, and she rested her head on my shoulder. The softness of her body and sweet scent embraced me. I came inside of her, and I could feel my semen filling the inside of her of walls.   She opened her eyes, and looked at my warmly. We looked at each other, and our bodies were still hot from the sex. We remained unmoving, my penis inside of her, our minds still savouring the moments that had just past.
We bathed and lay on her bed, which was covered in rose petals. The paleness of Danielle’s body stood out in contrast against the redness of the petals. Danielle curled up against my body, and I kissed her on the forehead. We were exhausted by all the sexual activities and i felt closer to Danielle than i have felt towards any woman. I lay bare a side of myself that I have not shown anyone and I wanted this to last.
Danielle -
I finally spoke and broke the silence, which was also wonderful, but i needed her, i needed us.
She tilted her head to look at me and our faces were only a few centimetres away from each other, our noses almost touching our eyebrows brushing against each other.
I need you Danielle.
I said. The sentence came out adruptly, but it was not awkward. It simply was there. It felt right.
Jace, she whispered into my ears. Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.
I traced her cheek with my finger and rested on her chin. I pulled her towards me for a kiss. Danielle returned the kiss, moist, delicious.
“Are we together - ?” I said, looking at her face adoringly, anticipating an answer. Danielle looked half startled, half amused. I was expecting an answer, but she pressed her lips together, looking puzzled, and her eyes looked away.
“Jace, I really like you –“ The magic of the moment had passed. Now it was time for the “but”.
What was she thinking, why did she sleep with me? Did she only use me for sex? Her face, still beautiful, had become elusive and distant.
“Jace, I am really happy when I am with you. I mean it, you made me feel so comfortable, sometimes I forget you are a client. I am supposed to make you feel comfortable, to make you happy.”
“Danielle, you are making me happy- “
“Jace, I am making you happy because you are my client.”
The room had become so cold, the air suffocating, I felt as if I had fallen into the depths of ocean in a dark night. Bitch! Whores! I shouted in my mind. Prostitutes will always be prostitutes. They don’t belong to anyone. What was I thinking? It wasn’t her fault, it wasn’t what she was thinking that was the problem, it was me.
Feeling half frustrated, half unwilling to give up, I said, “Danielle, you said I made you happy too. We can work this out.”
She opened her lips, but no words came out, but in her mind one thought raced after another.
“Is it because I am your client? Am I breaching some code?” I had to resist laughing, but it might hurt her feelings, and make her retreat more.
“I tried before dating people out of the business before, it led to – misunderstandings, they could not understand me, or the business. It ‘s what I do for a living. They tried to change me, or it’s just too hard for them to accept.” Danielle’s voice was apologetic but firm.
Was it much more complicated than I thought? I had no past experience that I could draw knowledge from. I imagined what she would be feeling, could she be afraid that our relationship would lead nowhere?
“I am not like them, I respect you, and your choice,”
“I might sleep with others, Jace. Now would you still say you haven’t changed your mind?”
I paused, considering what she said.
She frowned, and sighed. “Forget it, forget what I said. I shouldn’t have told you any of those things. Can we just enjoy our night together? Why think about such things?” She snuggled up next to me, “Are you sleepy?”
I could not be more awake. Conflicting thoughts in my mind could not be silenced.
Could I accept Danielle for what she does? Could I stand watching her make love with her clients, her staff? Was this the only way we could be together?
She faced me, and smiled, “Dear Jace, don’t hurt your head, what’s so bad about us now? You can have me anytime you want.”
True, but is that what I want?
“Danielle, I love you, and I would not want to make it difficult for you.”
She had that cryptic smile again. “We have tonight and many nights to come. You can come to find me as many times as you like. At night, I will belong to you, and you alone.” Her lips met mine, and perked naughtily on them. She rested her head on my shoulder, “I wished the night would never end, I wished it could just go on like this for an infinite time.”
I kissed her the top of her head, unsure of what to say. Then I realised there had been a glowing rose in a bell jar standing on a table beside the window. The rose stood solitarily inside the bell jar, undisturbed, dignified, but there was an air of loneliness to it.
Soundlessly, a petal fell.
…to be continued
- 5
- 6
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