After a great wedding, the couple, Aladdin and Jasmine, went to Jasmine's
room. Jasmine gently fell on her bed and flirted her eyes.
"Oh Aladdin..." she said, trying to lure him into the bed.
He was by the mirror, fixing his hair. Slowly, he turned around to see
Jasmine beckoning him onto the bed.
"Coming." He glided across the room and felt next to her.
Jasmine sexily brushed a strand of hair from his face. "Now that we're
married, it doesn't matter what we do." She pushed him down and fell on top
of him.
The rest is history.
A week went by and Jasmine seemed upset. Aladdin was surprised. "What could be so wrong?" he asked the sultan. The sultan was pacing the floor. "I – I am so upset that she can do this to me! After all this. I allow her to be married and this – this is what I get?" "Don't worry, Sultan. I'll find out what's bothering her." And with that Aladdin hurried off to find where she was.
He found her on her bed staring at the ceiling. She turned as she heard his footsteps and watched him walk into the room. "There you are. Now, what has been bothering you so much?" "It's just...You didn't seem to react as smoothly as I wished you could've at our honeymoon. It's as if you're - afraid." "Afraid? Afraid of what?" "Of getting dirty. You know it doesn't matter what happens between us. We were all alone and you STILL wouldn't cooperate. I think you doubt me." "Doubt you? Why would I doubt you?" "Because I am the princess. You think I am too much of a virgin to do that stuff. But I know better. I'm not. Let me tell you, Aladdin. I can get PRETTY excited!" "Look, Jasmine. It isn't that I doubt you, or are afraid. It was just my first time and I didn't know what to do, or where to put my hands." "I understand. Just, follow me the next time, ok?" "Next time?! When will next time be?" "Whenever you want it to be." She stood up from the bed and rubbed his face. He could feel his whole body stiffen.
A week went by and Jasmine seemed upset. Aladdin was surprised. "What could be so wrong?" he asked the sultan. The sultan was pacing the floor. "I – I am so upset that she can do this to me! After all this. I allow her to be married and this – this is what I get?" "Don't worry, Sultan. I'll find out what's bothering her." And with that Aladdin hurried off to find where she was.
He found her on her bed staring at the ceiling. She turned as she heard his footsteps and watched him walk into the room. "There you are. Now, what has been bothering you so much?" "It's just...You didn't seem to react as smoothly as I wished you could've at our honeymoon. It's as if you're - afraid." "Afraid? Afraid of what?" "Of getting dirty. You know it doesn't matter what happens between us. We were all alone and you STILL wouldn't cooperate. I think you doubt me." "Doubt you? Why would I doubt you?" "Because I am the princess. You think I am too much of a virgin to do that stuff. But I know better. I'm not. Let me tell you, Aladdin. I can get PRETTY excited!" "Look, Jasmine. It isn't that I doubt you, or are afraid. It was just my first time and I didn't know what to do, or where to put my hands." "I understand. Just, follow me the next time, ok?" "Next time?! When will next time be?" "Whenever you want it to be." She stood up from the bed and rubbed his face. He could feel his whole body stiffen.
