SLEEPY PRINCESS

BY ZOOCH

It’s a Saturday and you go out to the local park with your sister, brother-in-law and your adorable little niece. You enjoy a few precious minutes alone with the sexy princess as her parents disappear off to the train station to sort the travel arrangements for a trip to the big city. You take the princess to the play area. You hope that you might at least get a look up her skirt as she clambers over the climbing frame. God, you get more than you bargained for as the princess-come-slut notices your attention and flashes for all she is worth. They are tiny little panties, white of course, which are pulled tightly over her fanny. When she is on top of the climbing frame and she is sure that no-one else is looking she slyly pulls the crotch of her panties to one side for you to see her slit. You pretend not to notice and looking furtively about to ensure that no-one is looking you gently massage your stiff cock through your trousers. She pretends not to be looking but she cannot hide her fascination. You stuff your handkerchief down inside your pants to avert an embarrassing wet patch should she make you spunk, which is quite likely given that she is still holding the crotch of her panties aside and is absent-mindedly running a finger up and down her well-defined slit. Your mutual pleasures are cut short by the approach of an annoying lady with an equally annoying terrier on a leash heading your way along the pathway to the children’s playground. You and the princess walk off to the café where you buy yourselves an ice-cream and some fizzy drinks. Princess thoughtfully sits on your lap and rocks gently to and fro while you slide your hand up under her skirt under the table . The pressure on your stiff cock is delightful, so delightful in fact that you finally come in your pants just as your fingers sneak their way inside the elastic of her panties and feel the beauty of her slit. You spunk loads and loads, the gushing spunk being nicely soaked up by the strategically placed handkerchief. Princess giggles mischievously and jumps up off of your lap just as Mummy and Daddy enter the café.

Mummy and Daddy are persuaded by Princess to leave her behind. Really, she doesn’t want to go to the boring old city and would rather stay with uncle. And so she stays, Mummy and Daddy also decide to take in a nightclub after the theatre so they might not be back until very late. Do you mind awfully? No, you don’t mind at all. And so off they go and Princess is being babysat by you until the early hours. Princess goes straight to bed faking a yawn as she stretches her arms. She is wearing her pale purple nightie. The nightie is short and rides up as she stretches showing off her matching purple panties. Maybe it’s your imagination but you are sure your can see the outline of her slit beneath the tightly stretched material. Nursing a sizable hard-on you too decide to turn in for the night and go to your room. A few shots of whisky do nothing to relieve your condition and looking at Lolita porno magazines simply makes it worse. Finally you are unable to resist, you have to do something about it, so you think about doing the unthinkable. You strip off your clothes and put on some shorts, a t-shirt and your dressing gown. You then go over to the chest of drawers and opening and rummaging in the bottom drawer amongst your collection pf dirty little treasures you take out several black silk stockings which you put into one pocket of the dressing gown. You then go over to the bedside cabinet once more you take out a camera and a bottle of baby-oil. Content, you make your way to the bedroom door and then out into the hallway.

You enter her bedroom to find that Princess is sprawled across the bed lying on her back. Her legs are apart and her pale purple nightie has ridden up. It’s not quite enough for you to see what you want but she is fast enough asleep that she doesn’t stir when you hitch up the hem of her nightie to around her waist. You gently touch her pale purple panties and she remains motionless. Nor does she stir when you run your finger softly along the delicate immature folds of her pussy The only thing stirring is your semi-hard cock as life seems to flow into it like electric current flowing from her pussy through your fingertips, down your arm through your body to your rapidly hardening prick now straining against the thin cotton shorts you are wearing. A sexy little angel has descended into your world for this one night. It’s too much of a temptation to let the opportunity pass. You remove your dressing gown and t-shirt but keep on your shorts and sit down on the bed beside her. You stroke her hair, her face and her neck all without response. Your hand glides down her torso and back up and passes briefly over each budding little breast squeezing each nipple quite hard just to see if she would wake but she doesn’t. Emboldened by her lack of response your touching becomes firmer and more confident. You slide your hands down her legs over slender thighs and calves, then back up again where your hand cups her pussy, the tender, faintly glowing centre of her girlhood. You hook a finger into the elastic oh her panties for the second time that day and pull back the silky material to reveal the equally silky softness of her pussy and you run your finger along the delicate furrow of her slit and the protuberance of her young clit. You smile and lean forward and kiss it gently. She stirs ever so slightly and moans softly and you wonder who and what are occurring in her dreams.

You lift her hips gently and ease down her panties pulling them right down and finally off altogether. You spread her legs and then reach down to the pocket of your dressing gown and grab a handful of the sheer black silk stockings. Working quickly, driven by lust, you tie her legs apart, wrapping a stocking around each knee and tying it to the bed-frame. Her hands you put together above her head and with a single stocking tie them to the headboard. Each ankle is tied with a stocking to the bed-frame. You stand back to admire your handiwork and the sight of your helpless bound slut-princess is overwhelming. Your cock strains against the thin material of your cotton shorts and craves relief. You unbutton the front of the shorts and lower them enough so that you can take your cock in hand and massage it gently. You open the bottle of baby-oil that you have brought and tip some into the palm of your hand and them massage it in to your hot, rigid member. You lean forward and with oily fingers explore the delicate folds of princess’s developing labia, pulling gently to expose the tender pink flesh within. Your finger probes her neat vaginal opening while your tongue, gently, ever so gently, licks the small knot of tissue that is her clitoris. Princess murmers quietly and her head turns on the pillow.

You reach down for the final stocking and pick it up. You gather up princess’s discarded purple panties which you bunch up and place over her mouth. Princess’s lips part ever so slightly and you are able to tuck the material partly into her mouth before securing them as a makeshift gag by tying them there with the black silk stocking. Picking up the camera you take a single photo, Princess being oblivious to the flash when it goes off. Somehow a single photograph doesn’t seem enough and you wish that a whole camera crew could be present to record this unique moment for the all the times in the future you will look back on it for surely no better experience will be likely to occur ever again. Putting the camera to one side you pick up the bottle of baby oil again. Carefully a small quantity is poured onto Princess’s pussy, right into the furrow between her labia and the oil runs down in a small rivulet leaving a shiny trail behind. Ignoring the small amount that drips down onto the bedclothes you massage the baby oil into her soft silky skin sliding your fingers along her now slippery slit, an exquisite pleasure in itself. Your middle finger parts the delicate folds of puffy flesh and your middle finger probes gently into her vaginal opening and your thumb makes small circling motions centred on her clitoris. Princess stirs slightly, her head turns but her eyes remain tightly shut, her legs and arms pull noticeably against the tightly bound black silk stockings and she gurgles a little into her panty-gag.

You put the tip of your hot stiff cock up against her slippery slit and press down with your thumb. Slowly you draw your cock backwards and forwards and it sinks down into her moist furrow and you get the most exquisite sensations. You pull open the delicate opening of her vagina and push gently with the topmost tip of your penis. Slowly it enters her tight little orifice and you are in heaven. Jeez, how did it slip in so easily? Has someone else been fucking her? Almost certainly yes, but who? Your brother-in-law? A neighbour? Her teacher? However, it’s al a bit academic now. What’s done is done and you should just be grateful that someone else has made it easy for you. Backwards and forwards the tip of your cock slides in and out of her gorgeously tight little pussy up past the glans each time going in and then slowly withdrawing again. Your thumb rubs her clitoris backwards and forwards as your cock slides in and out. With your free hand you pull her nightie up past her just budding breasts and you gently work each of her pink hard little nipples in turn, twisting them softly between thumb and forefinger. Her limbs are pulling gently against the stockings and her head turns occasionally on the pillow but she keeps her eys tightly shut. After ten or so minutes of slow gentle rhythmic pumping, an eternity spent in a heaven most mortals can only dream of, you suddenly feel a small contraction in her pussy. Perhaps you imagined it. You carry on your slow relentless thrusting, trying with difficulty to hold off your climax. Then you feel another spasm in her pussy. And then another. The small shock waves seem to break down your composure and every perverted image of dirty little lolitas that you have ever seen seems to invade your consciousness and you have to try to add some dull mundane thoughts to stave off the inevitable climactic release. Suddenly her convulsions reach a crescendo and she’s struggling against her bonds for all she is worth and you let go too and a flood of your semen jets up into her pussy and overflows and makes a mess over her cunt and drips down onto the bedclothes. You are still spunking strongly and pull out of her and fire the rest of the warm fluid over her belly and a few tiny drops splatter over her tiny titties. She subsides and all is quiet. Gently you untie the stocking securing her panty-gag, then each of the other stockings in turn and do your best to clean her up using her panties to wipe away the spunk. She lies motionless, quiet and peaceful. “You dirty little slut,” you say. Her eyes remain tightly shut but she smiles, either at your remark or else at some pleasant images she’s dreaming of.

Mummy and Daddy return a few hours later. “Has everything been OK?” they ask. You acknowledge that everything has been fine and they pop their heads around the door to her bedroom to look in on their sleeping princess, now freshly cleaned up and sleeping soundly, sprawled out on the bed in a pair of freshly laundered white pyjamas. “How sweet,” they say and they are right.