Princess Jasmine sat on the balcony and stargazed with her pet tiger Rajah's head resting on her lap. Jasmine petted the tiger whom she found years ago and saw as a spiritual gift from her deceased mother who used to tell her the most amazing stories about the "star tiger" Rajah.
She looked down at the ocean which waved peacefully onto the shore. She desperately wanted to see a red-haired head turn up from the surface, but it didn't happen. Her meeting with the mermaid Ariel was now weeks ago, and Jasmine started to feel unsure if it actually happened or was just some vivid dream, but she was still so full of desire for the fishtailed beauty with the big tits. She frequently went down to the beach and just waited for hours at a time, but there was no mermaid to be seen even though her amazing voice still echoed in Jasmine's head. It wasn't just the sexual desire that made Jasmine so determined to see Ariel again but also the fact that she hardly ever had any socializing with her subjects at all. Because of her status as a princess, she was forbidden to ever leave the palace walls and therefore spend all of her life sheltered within the confines of her royal home. She never really had any real friends - despite from Rajah of course. And on top of that, she was forced into unjust practices such as forced marriages by her father, but every single suitor was a selfish, sexist and greedy jerk who only saw her as a price to be won, which she was not! She understood her father would want someone to take care of her, but if that were the case, she wanted to leave the palace and find someone for herself. If she did marry, she wanted it to be for love.
Jasmine climbed over the palace walls the next morning, wearing a brown cloak with a matching shayla to disguise herself as a commoner on the streets of Agrabah. She sneaked away quite often to go to the marketplace and feel like a normal citizen in this big kingdom which her father ruled.
The marketplace was a loud and crowded place with salesmen yelling out to people and trying to make them buy their stuff which made it easy to not get recognized. On her way down the busy street, Jasmine's eye caught the sight of a little poor orphan boy, trying to reach for some apples in a stall.
"Ohh, you must be hungry." Jasmine grabbed an apple and handed it to the kid. "Here you go."
The owner of the stall noticed, and as Jasmine turned away, he said: "You better be able to pay for that."
He was a large scruffy-looking man with a black beard.
Having her everyday life inside a palace where everything is free, Jasmine was not used to having to pay for anything and turned to the man with a confused look.
"Pay?"
The man took his big bear-hands around Jasmine's in a tight grip.
"Well, I'm sorry sir. I don't have any money," Jasmine said innocently, but the salesman immediately pulled at her while yelling: "Thief!"
Jasmine was realizing the seriousness of the situation and tried getting loose from his grip.
"Please! If you let me go to the palace, I can get some from the sultan," she said in desperation, but he didn't believe her, put her hand on his counter and lifted a giant sword.
"Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?!" he yelled furiously.
"No! No, please!" Jasmine begged as he lowered the sword before it was snatched out of his hands from behind.
"Thank you, kind sir! I'm so glad you found her!" a woman's voice said.
A girl with long brown hair tied back in a low ponytail, who possessed captivating hazel eyes, full lips, rosy cheeks, a heart-shaped face and a sculpted figure, had come to Jasmine's aid.
The girl smoothly handed the sword to Jasmine behind her back while shaking hands with the man who was about to chop Jasmine's off. She turned around to the paralyzed princess with a threatening raised finger.
"I've been looking all over for you!" she said and pushed Jasmine away gently.
"What are you doing?" Jasmine whispered to her savior so that only those two could hear them.
"Just play along," the strange girl whispered back before the salesman grabbed her shoulder.
"You know this girl?" he asked confused but still angrily.
"Sadly, yes. She is my sister," the girl said in a despairing tone.
The man looked doubtfully at the two girls who obviously didn't have the exact same skin-color.
"Half-sister," revised the girl with the brown hair whose strands slipped loose from her ponytail and fell in front of her face. "She is a little crazy".
Jasmine played along and started worshipping a random monkey as the sultan. That seemed to convince the angry salesman who made a little snort.
"I didn't know crazy old Maurice fucked around."
"I appreciate you not being judgmental," the brown-haired girl said in the coldest sarcastic way possible. "So, you see? No harm done. Now come along, sis."
Jasmine acted nutty by looking blankly into the air as the girl dragged her gently along the street and away from the salesman.
"Just don't look back," she said calming. "My name is Belle. You really need to be more careful with who you upset in this part of town."
"Thank you," Jasmine said full of gratitude.
She gazed upon her savior whose looks had no parallel. She didn't know a lot of French, but she knew "belle" meant "beauty", and she didn't wonder why. She wore a medium blue sleeveless dress with a white long sleeve button shirt underneath, a white apron on her waist and black flats.
"You are not from around here, are you?" Belle asked and looked at Jasmine whom she thought was extremely attractive with her long, lustrous black hair, brown eyes and distinct hourglass figure. And not to forget, her really big breasts that was just sticking out and hard not to look enraptured at.
"Well, yes I am. Or… not really. It's complicated," Jasmine said as she wasn't sure rather sitting in a palace and looking down at the city counted as being "from around here".
"It's a luck I found you. It would have been a shame to lose one's hand over an apple. What's your name by the way?"
"Jas-…" Jasmine stopped herself and thought, it might not be a good idea to let anyone know that she was the princess. "-minah," she said instead.
"Nice to meet you, Jasminah," Belle said. "Do you have somewhere to go?"
"No," Jasmine said and blinked her pretty eyes.
"Do you want to sit down somewhere?"
"Sure!"
"Great!" Belle said and smiled. "I don't know where though."
"How about the library?" Jasmine suggested and pointed to the library building across the street.
Belle made a grimace and brushed some of her strands of hair on her face back into place. "Maybe not. I'm afraid I'm banned there."
"Why?" Jasmine asked curiously.
"For… reasons." Belle felt it embarrassing that the reason was her having wild lesbian sex on the couch with a chick named Jane. "But actually, we could go to my place. My father is at an invention fair so I'm all alone."
"Sounds great!" Jasmine said and flipped her hair sexily.
Jasmine and Belle walked to Belle's cottage and chatted along the way. There was crazy chemistry between them, and they both felt it. They had a lot in common; they both dreamed of getting out of their boring lifecycle, they were both treated horribly by their male suiters and they both had had a wild affair of lesbian sort. The last one didn't come up though, but there was still serious sexual energy floating around that just needed to be caught somehow.
As they got inside the cute little house, Jasmine was stunned by how cozy such low-class citizens could have it.
"This is so nice," she said at once after they entered. She took off her cloak. Behind it was a sea green, cropped tube top revealing her midriff and her navel with sewn-in sleeves for her arms and matching pants. It also made her breasts far more visible.
"Well, it's not much, but it's got a great view." Belle drew a large curtain aside and behind it was a beautiful view over the palace of Agrabah. "It looks amazing, huh?"
Jasmine was not impressed. She had spent so much time in that place, she couldn't see its beauty anymore. Still, she tried to keep a straight face.
"Oh, it's wonderful," she said, but it wasn't that convincing.
"Well, I like it," Belle said and gazed at the palace. She dreamed of what it might be like to live in a castle and experience some adventures; just some more than this provincial life. Of course Jasmine knew it wasn't that adventurous to live there. The most exciting thing that had ever happened to her was her encounter with Ariel and probably this very moment.
Jasmine wanted to change the subject. "I love your kitchen," she said, just to say something.
"Really?" Belle said surprised. "It's so small."
"Well, I've never seen my own kitchen."
"Really?" Belle said and sat down on a kitchen chair, and Jasmine sat beside her on her own. "How come?"
"The kitchen is only for the servants," Jasmine said casually, but Belle looked weirdly at her, and made her feel like she said something wrong. "Kidding," Jasmine said to save it and covered it with a fake laugh. Belle bought it, thank god, Jasmine thought.
"Oh wow, I thought I was sitting next to the princess or something for a second."
"Yeah, I really got you, huh?" Jasmine said as a couple of beads of perspiration ran down her forehead.
Seeing Belle sitting there in her cute outfit, Jasmine got a little wet and bit her lip. Belle's body was so perfect and her tits so round and nice.
"So you're single right?" she asked as discreetly as she could.
"Yes, I am," Belle said and nodded.
Jasmine moved her hair behind her shoulders. "Well, that's nice. You're really gorgeous though, you must have a lot of admirers."
"Maybe one or two. I turn them all down though," Belle said and pulled on the back of her dress and showed a little more cleavage.
"Oh, there must be a reason for that I'm guessing." Jasmine was having a hard time looking Belle in the eyes.
"There is… oh sorry, let me fix this for you."
Jasmine's boobs were almost falling out of their cages, and Belle pulled her top up a little, even though she wanted to pull it the fuck down.
"Oh sorry. You know, these things can be kind of out there sometimes," Jasmine said and helped put them into place.
"Actually… I was noticing them," Belle said. "They are absolutely beautiful."
"M- my boobs?" Jasmine moved a little closer so that their thighs touched. "That's so funny, cause' I can't stop staring at yours either."
"You want to touch?" Belle said seductively.
There was no hesitation to track for Jasmine who just started embracing and squeezing them. "They feel great. They're very nice and soft."
Belle licked her lips as she felt Jasmine's soft hands touching her tits through the clothes.
Jasmine suddenly let go. "I'm sorry, is this weird? I know it's kind of awkward," she said insecurely.
"Not at all!" Belle said and moved closer. "Actually, I was wondering, if there might be a better view in this house than the one of the palace." Belle drove her fingers gently over Jasmine's shoulders and further down to her chest where she grabbed hold of her top, took it off slowly and watched a pair of perfect tits bounce down as their cover was removed.
Belle grabbed them both. They were a soft handful each, heavy and warm with a gentle upsweep, yet light and creamy at the same time. "Yeah, those are nice," Belle said as she touched them. The nipples were nice and centered, and the breasts just coded enough to touch. Perky with a natural bounce but still firm. Just perfect in any shape or form.
Jasmine moved forward and kissed Belle gently and romantically while Belle unbuttoned her dress with her left hand.
"Let's see your nice big titties too," Jasmine said and helped unbutton the rest, till Belle's equally nice boobs popped out. "Oh, no wonder you have admirers. I might just be one of them," she said before she sucked on her nice stiff nipple.
They squished their two pairs of heavenly made knockers together like two big pairs of indestructible bubbles. They frenched and looked deep into each other's eyes as their erect nipples kept overlapping one another.
"You know what? I think I have something," Belle said, reached down a drawer and found a bottle of massage oil. "I bought this as a joke, but it actually really feels amazing."
She squished a little heeltap of this transparent substance into her hands and began massaging Jasmine's tits which quickly became very smooth. Belle wasn't lying; it really did feel amazing as Belle caressed and squeezed her tits like they were melons, and the oily feeling just made it even better. She started moaning just by the touch.
"Doesn't that feel good?"
"Fuck yeah," Jasmine moaned as she leaned backwards on the worktop.
"They're so round and juicy," Belle said as she played with them.
"You wanna' smack em'?"
Belle gasped from excitement. "Can I?"
"Yeah, smack them!"
Belle smacked them over and over again, and Jasmine whimpered sexily every time.
"You make me so wet! I can't help it," Jasmine declared very truthfully.
"Well, I don't wanna' mess up your pants," Belle said innocently.
"Then let's take them off," Jasmine suggested and looked zealously into Belle's captivating eyes.
As Belle squatted down, she saw a big spot on Jasmine's pants and giggled sweetly. Jasmine turned around, and Belle pulled them down to find a big nice ass covered in a thin G-string. It looked like two bowling balls put next to each other. The briefs came down quickly, and as Jasmine bend over a little, her lovely Arabic pussy was exposed. As Jasmine put one leg on the kitchen chair to spread her flower, Belle's tongue made long strokes from her clit to her anus. She really was wet, and Belle loved it.
Jasmine moaned loudly by the pleasure of Belle's tongue. Belle rubbed and smacked Jasmine's beaver rapidly.
"Fuck yeah! Smack it! Smack it! Get it all nice and wet!" Jasmine screamed in a pitch almost too high for humans to hear.
"Your fucking pussy is so pink and pretty!" Belle said as she spread it wide and plunged her tongue deep into her folds and slurped at her insides.
Jasmine's abs contracted as little jolts of electricity started shooting up in her. Her moans and the yummy sounds that accompanied Belle's relishing of Jasmine's body filled the room and the walls reflected it back in echoes.
Belle held her clitoris in her warm mouth and sucked it thoroughly.
"Fuck yes, yes, yes! Suck it, you fucking whore!" Jasmine screamed.
"You like that?" Belle asked seductively as her tongue circled her engorged nub repeatedly, and she lapped up the juices Jasmine's body was producing continuingly.
Belle spread her nice buns and rimmed her tight asshole which took Jasmine by surprise, but she didn't complain; actually the opposite.
"Yes! That's it! Tongue-fuck that! Right in the butthole! Come on, you fucking bitch! Fuck yeah! FUCK. YEAH." Jasmine shouted.
Belle's face was buried between Jasmine's asscheeks, and all you could hear from her was loud mumbling as she licked and spat on Jasmine's incredibly tight hole. Her tongue stroked from the bottom of Jasmine's sex and all the way up to her asshole in long fast motions over and over again.
It was like Jasmine's entire body was shrinking into her head. She felt weightless and the only thing she could feel was pleasure.
"Fuck yes! Lick every inch of me! Call me a whore!" Jasmine demanded.
"You're a fucking dirty slut-whore!" Belle said and could instantly feel her mouth fill with cream as Jasmine's words were replaced with screams.
Jasmine needed a second to get her breathing under control while Belle slurped up her juices and moaned by the taste as it went down her throat.
"You know what?" Jasmine said and stood up. "Because your mouth is so fucking dirty, I'm gonna teach you a little lesson. I've got something for you. Wait right there."
"I love lessons," Belle said as Jasmine went to where she put her cloak and found something in the pocket.
Meanwhile, Belle stripped, till she was all naked on the worktop.
Jasmine came back with a big pink dildo in her hand.
"Oh my god, do you carry that around with you?" Belle asked in both amazement and eagerness.
"Well, you never know when you're gonna need it," Jasmine said and just ate Belle's naked body up with her eyes.
Belle made herself ready by opening her legs wide. Jasmine sat herself next to her on the worktop and drove it gently over Belle's nice pink pussy before she pushed it slowly through the heart of Belle's femininity. Belle began moaning immediately.
"Oh my god, yeah! Yes! Oh god!" she shrieked as Jasmine started pounding the pussy and sucking her nipple simultaneously. "Oh, fuck yes! Fucking fuck me, Jasminah!" Belle yelled and started rubbing her clit with her fingers.
"Rub that fucking clit! That's right!" Jasmine said while fucking Belle's cunt hard with the dildo. But Jasmine wanted more.
"I don't want to be able to walk tomorrow so fuck me harder!"
Jasmine took a deep breath and pounded faster than a jaguar on speed, and Belle just screamed like a siren in the heart of the night.
"Oh my god! Ahhh! Fuck! You're putting me over the edge!"
Belle felt like her vagina was being tossed off a cliff in free fall for a second before landing on a really bouncy trampoline and all the air she held inside for that second came out in one loud and relieving expiration. Her heart was racing and her legs shaking as she just collapsed on the worktop, smiling like she won a great price.
Jasmine saw how it dripped with cum from the dildo as she took it out.
"Look at you, you're wet as fuck," Jasmine laughed and gargled the dildo as deep down her throat as she could. Belle's juices tasted like really delicious strawberry ice cream.
Watching her own juices slide down Jasmine's chin, Belle wanted to drill her nice Arabic pussy real bad too. But not with the dildo, that wasn't good enough. Then she remembered something and jumped down from the worktop and ran to a kitchen cabinet with her booty bouncing and her wet cunt leaving a trail of cum behind her. Jasmine looked confused but curious at Belle as she opened the cabinet and took out a long oil lamp made of pure gold. Belle smiled menacingly.
"Oh my god, where did you get that?" Jasmine asked and couldn't wait for what Belle was gonna do with it. Or more so, do with her.
"I found it in a cave. I don't think it belonged in it." Belle stepped closer to Jasmine and ate her up with her eyes. "I think it belongs in another cave," she said and grazed it over Jasmine's tits and slim belly, giving Jasmine crazy goosebumps and turning her on like mad. She laid herself on her back on the worktop with her legs widespread.
"Use me like your little fuck toy!" Jasmine commanded.
"I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy," Belle promised and spat on Jasmine's pussy to make it extra wet even though that probably wasn't necessary, cause' it was like a swamp down there already.
Belle pushed the lamp inside Jasmine's core slowly. Jasmine felt the coldness and smoothness of it as it went inside her. The lid touched her clit and stimulated her intensely. Her breath stuttered and her chest went back and forward. After going in and out a couple of times, it suddenly started shaking, and it wasn't of Belle's doing, because she wasn't even touching it. All of a sudden, Jasmine gasped as she felt her eyes darken and like the whole universe was inside of her, like a stream of pleasure with no equal. What she didn't know was that it was because a genie had been released from the lamp into Jasmine's insides and filled out literally every inch of her.
Belle took the lamp out in panic and a blue muscular genie jumped out of Jasmine's vagina and gasped for air while Jasmine fainted from the experience. The genie had pointy ears, a hooked nose, a curly black beard, thick black eyebrows, a black ponytail with a gold bead that held it, gold cuffs on both wrists and one earring, dark blue pants and a red waistband. He floated in the air and had a misty tail.
"10.000 years and the first glimpse of the real world is an even tinier living space," Genie said and cracked his neck. Then he saw the two naked girls in front of him and his eyes grew 10 times bigger.
"Are you a genie?" Belle asked both in shock and curiosity. She had read about those. Meanwhile, Jasmine was getting her consciousness back.
"What would you wish of me? The ever-impressive, the long-contained, the often imitated, but never duplicated... Genie of the Lamp!" Genie presented himself. "Now, which one of you raving beauties rubbed it? So to speak."
"I guess I did," the still hyperventilating Jasmine answered.
"Great! You are now my master which means you get three wishes. And ix-nay on the wishing for more wishes!"
Jasmine looked sexily at Belle and then looked back at Genie. "Then I wish for… a giant cock for the next 15 minutes."
Belle looked shocked at Jasmine, and Genie just froze. Literally, he became an ice sculpture for two seconds before turning back into himself.
"Well… your wish is my command," he then said and pointed his finger at Jasmine's crotch where a really big erect penis appeared above her pussy.
Jasmine laughed of joy and stroked it a couple of times. It was real! Then she looked at Belle's stunned face once more. "And now, I wish that Belle's pussy becomes as tight as a virgin's."
"It shall be done," Genie said, and Belle felt a little strange feeling as her cunt tightened.
Jasmine almost felt like clapping her hands. "And then I want you -". She pointed sexily at Genie. "- to go back inside me, cause' that was fucking amazing."
"You know what?" Genie said. "I'll do that free of charge. It was kind of cozy in there anyway." His bobbly blue body flew back inside Jasmine's pussy who once again felt her whole world crumble and turn into extreme pleasure, and her moans were so loud they easily could have woken up the whole village in the night. Then her craving and hungry eyes turned to Belle who - frankly - looked kind of frightened, but still excited like never before. Jasmine jumped on her like a wild stallion, and her newly acquired cock flew right inside Belle's amazingly tight kittyhole. Belle screamed as she felt like she was being fucked like she had never been fucked before, and it hurt just as much as it pleased her. Jasmine was on top of Belle and they both howled like wolfs. Belle was having orgasm after orgasm, but Jasmine didn't stop as she felt like, she had been bitten by some animal that turned her savage.
"Ohhhh, it's so big! Yes! FUCK!" Belle screamed.
The magic genie inside Jasmine made her feel like she was in heaven and so did Belle from feeling Jasmine's giant cock going in and out fast like a projectile. It went on and on and on with no stop for 15 minutes before the cock vanished, and Jasmine collapsed onto Belle's naked body. None of them were able to breathe, think or even see anything but stars circling around their heads. Genie flew out of Jasmine's pussy and was covered with her juices. His tongue enlarged until it was the size of his own body, and he licked himself to slurp up the large amounts of cum on him.
"I don't think I have anything left," Belle finally said and tried to sit upright.
Jasmine was a little slower to turn back into normal. She did have a magic spirit inside of her for 15 minutes after all.
"That. Was. Amazing," she said, when she finally got up.
"Hey sugar, you still got a wish left," Genie added.
"Oh, right. Hmmmm… What would you wish for?" Jasmine asked the Genie.
Genie was hanging like a hammock between two wooden poles. "Me? No one's ever asked me that before. Well, in my case… ah, forget it."
"What? No, tell us," Belle said, curious as she was.
"Freedom," Genie said yearning.
"You're a prisoner?" Jasmine asked.
"It's all part-and-parcel, the whole genie gig." Genie grew gigantic. "Phenomenal cosmic powers!" his voice echoed. Then he shrunk down all cramped in the magic lamp. "Itty bitty living space."
"That's terrible," Belle said. She had always felt like she was trapped in her provincial life, but not literally trapped like Genie.
Genie came out of the lamp. "But, oh-to be free. Not have to go "Poof! What do you need? Poof! What do you need? Poof! What do you need?" To be my own master, such a thing would be greater than all the magic and all the treasures in all the world! But what am I talking about, here? Let's get real here. It's not gonna happen. Genie, wake up and smell the hummus."
"Why not?" Jasmine asked.
"The only way I get outta this is if my master wishes me out. So you can guess how often that's happened," Genie said despairingly.
"I'll do it. I'll set you free," Jasmine said determined and selfless.
Genie's head turned into Pinocchio's with a long nose. "Uh huh, right. Woop!"
"No, really, I promise," Jasmine said and held the lamp up to Genie. "Genie, you're free!"
The shackles fell off Genie's wrist and the lamp fell uselessly to the ground. Genie picked it up and looked at it. He couldn't believe it. "Heh, heh! I'm free. I'm free." He laughed hysterically and bounced around the kitchen like a pinball. "Oh does that feel good! I'm free! I'm free at last! I'm hittin' the road. I'm off to see the world!"
The Genie flew out the window and up into the blue sky leaving a trail of sparkles behind him, but after a few seconds, he was back.
"By the way, if either of you need anything at all, just call my name and I'll be there! Now, adios!" He flew back out the window.
Jasmine felt good about doing something nice for someone. Her and Belle looked at each other and moved their heads closer. They kissed slowly and romantically before suddenly getting interrupted by the bells from the church ringing.
Jasmine looked out the window and it was almost dark. It wouldn't be long before her father would order someone to go find her.
"I'm sorry I gotta go home now," she said a little panicky and went to get her clothes. Some of it was a little wet from cum, but she would have to cover that up somehow.
"Well, okay," Belle said a little surprised. "Will I see you again, Jasminah?"
"I sure hope so," Jasmine said and kissed Belle again quickly before storming out the door.
Belle sat naked on her worktop and sighed happily from the whole experience. It doesn't get more adventurous than this, she thought.
As Jasmine was walking home to her palace. She couldn't believe what had just happened, and her encounter with Ariel felt like an old dusty memory now. Maybe, she could have used her wishes on better and more benefitting things, but then she thought of Belle's moans of pleasure from being pounded with her big cock in her amazingly tight pussy, and she thought that it was aaaaaallll worth it.