Cinderella (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales) (4 page)

Cinderella
finished first and made to run after Elsa, but Elena stopped her, knowing she
would have an easier time talking to her sister. She kissed Cinderella, nothing
more than a little peck on the younger girl’s tasty lips, before she ran after
Elsa.

Cinderella
stood in Elena’s study, not quite knowing what she should do. She could only
hope Elena successfully convinced Elsa not to tell her stepmother anything.

During
the next week Cinderella had basically no contact with either of the girls.

Elsa
avoided her, fleeing away from Cinderella anytime she saw her.

Elena
wouldn’t do more than give her a kiss or two when they meet, her fear of
discovery renewed.

Their
new routine only changed when Cinderella’s stepmother told them their biggest
creditor would visit them the next day.

They
needed to prepare to receive him and the urgency of the matter got the three
girls to work together, any other thoughts forgotten for a while.

Elsa
searched the mansion’s gardens until she found the most beautiful flowers there
to decorate the house. Elena and Cinderella cleaned, rearranging some of the
furniture, trying to seem as if their old fortune hadn’t left them.

Cinderella’s
stepmother arranged for some snacks and chose the drinks that would accompany
them, all of it to impress their creditor.

The
man arrived near the night; he was an older gentleman, someone who Cinderella
had never seen before.

Her
stepmother tried to weave her tales, making it appear as they weren’t suffering
any difficulties, trying to prolong the payment of the debt as much as she
could, but the man was adamant and wanted his money.

Cinderella’s
stepmother then started begging, but the man ignored her, not feeling pity for
someone who just a few moments ago had tried to deceive him.

He
got up to leave and then stopped still, his eyes focused on something on the
wall.

The
stepmother didn’t realize what had caught his attention, but Cinderella did.

It
was the painting Elena had started the morning after they had made love for the
first time. The painting Elena put on the wall as a way to tease her.

The
man let Cinderella’s stepmother’s renewed words wash over him, his attention
focused on the picture.

Cinderella
waited until her stepmother stopped speaking for a moment, and then she asked
him if he liked the painting.

His
eyes flashed to her, evaluating the girl he had been ignoring for most of the
night.

Cinderella’s
stepmother glared at her from behind his back, but then the man replied, asking
about the painter. Cinderella smiled at him and gestured towards Elena,
pointing her stepsister as the author.

The
man looked surprised for a second, but congratulated the young woman, saying
she had great talent, and asking if she would be interested in selling the
picture.

Elena
was reluctant at first; she had made the painting to celebrate the night she
had spent with Cinderella and didn’t want to part with it, but then Cinderella
slipped her hand into hers and she consented to sell.

What
happened next baffled the stepsisters and their mother, as Cinderella
negotiated with the man as if she was an experienced merchant.

The
man steadily raised the price he was offering until they reached an agreement
and the painting was sold.

It
wasn’t a fortune and it wouldn’t be enough to pay any outstanding debts, but it
would give them some room to breathe.

Cinderella
even convinced the man to return in the future and see some of Elena’s other
works, believing he might be interested.

He
promised to return and bring some friends with him, people who enjoyed art and
possessed good taste.

Cinderella’s
stepmother accompanied him to the door, returning with a big smile and grudgingly
congratulating Cinderella about the manner in which she had haggled with the
man.

They
parted ways afterwards.

Cinderella
entered her room, undressed and lain on the bed, already anticipating another
night alone, when there was a knock at her door and Elena entered, dragging
Elsa behind.

Cinderella
looked from one girl to the other, surprised at seeing them there, but then
Elena moved towards her and climbed unto her lap, kissing her, fervently, making
Cinderella’s cock strain itself against her undergarments as it hardened.

No
matter how much Cinderella wanted to lose herself on that kiss, the knowledge
Elsa was right there watching them stopped her.

Elena
realized it and got up with a smile, moving towards her adopted sister. She got
behind Elsa and hugged her, her arms encircling Elsa’s frame. Elena poised her
chin on Elsa’s shoulder and looked at Cinderella, her arms slowly roving over
her sister’s body, feeling her up.

Elsa
looked away from Cinderella’s eyes, away from the lust she saw there, not
believing Elena convinced her to do this, to be Elena’s present to Cinderella
for what the girl had managed downstairs.

In
a dark corner of her mind Elsa knew why she had let it happen. She had always
felt her knees weakening when she was near Cinderella, the girl’s beauty
capable of touching her in ways she couldn’t describe.

Not
even the discovery of Cinderella’s abnormality – or the fact Cinderella was Elena’s
lover – extinguished her attraction.

Elena
knew it.

She
had seen it in Elsa’s eyes when she confronted her adopted sister after being
caught with Cinderella. She used that attraction to stop Elsa from saying
anything about what she found and to convince her to join Elena in her
dalliances with Cinderella.

Cinderella
watched as Elena slowly stripped Elsa, baring her sister’s breasts and sex to
the world, so similar to Elena’s that they were almost indistinguishable.

Elena
saw the lust on Cinderella’s eyes, the way the younger girl’s sight followed
her hands on Elsa’s body.

She
cupped her adopted sister’s breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers
and making Elsa gasp out loud.

Elsa
moaned and watched Cinderella watch her.

She
loved the way the younger girl’s sight never left her body, as Elena fondled
and touched her. She let her adopted sister play with her body, ready to do
anything just to hold Cinderella’s attention for a little bit more.

Elena,
for her part, didn’t care that it was taboo to touch her sister as she was.

She
liked touching Elsa, much more than she thought she would; the fact seeing the
two sisters entwined seemed to excite Cinderella so much was a bonus in Elena’s
mind.

Slowly,
she moved one of her hands south, earing Elsa whimper, before she reached the
girl’s intimate curls, and caressed them, her hand moving over her adopted
sister’s core, feeling the wetness accumulating there.

Cinderella
took off her undergarments and started stroking herself, watching them play.

Elena’s
fingers touched her sister’s labia, tracing the contour of Elsa’s opening, then
running a finger vertically over the slit, before her fingers encircled Elsa’s
clit and pinched it, making the girl gasp and moan out loud, Elsa’s legs almost
failing her.

Elena
teased Elsa to the brink of orgasm, her fingertips sliding just inside her
sister’s cunt, and then she pushed Elsa in Cinderella’s direction.

Elsa
would have fallen to the ground if Cinderella hadn’t caught her.

She
remained in Cinderella’s arms for some moments, her eyes wide as she
contemplated Cinderella’s cock from up close.

Cinderella
touched Elsa’s chin and moved her head up, kissing her afterwards, marveling at
the texture of Elsa’s lips, so similar to Elena’s, even if Elsa kissed in a
completely different, and more innocent, manner.

Elena
stripped as she watched her lover and her adopted sister kiss and then moved
forward, coming up behind Elsa.

She
pulled on her Elsa’s hair, ending the girl’s kiss with Cinderella.

Elsa
protested, but Elena ignored her, grabbing her hand and moving it towards
Cinderella’s cock, making her sister circle the flesh and stroke it.

Elsa
looked fascinated at the texture of Cinderella’s cock, at the warmth, and at the
way Cinderella responded to such simple stimulation, the younger girl closing
her eyes and moaning.

Elena
whispered at Elsa’s ear, telling her to tighten her grip and speed her motions.

Elsa
did, obeying without hesitation, until Cinderella started panting and breathing
hard.

When
Elena noticed Cinderella wouldn’t last for much longer she stopped her sister’s
motions and caressed Elsa’s head, pressing down.

Elsa
let Elena guide her to her knees, and then to Cinderella’s cock, opening her
mouth, her sister whispering instructions about how to suck it.

Elsa
licked the cock’s head, swirling her tongue around its tip, tasting the
pre-cum.

Elena
pressed Elsa’s head again, making her bob her head up and down over
Cinderella’s shaft.

Cinderella
closed her eyes at the feeling of Elsa’s tight mouth around her cock, the girl
moving increasingly faster as she became accustomed to sucking cock.

Elsa
loved the taste of Cinderella’s flesh.

She
could feel the younger girl’s cock fill her entire mouth and she couldn’t help
bit moan around it, feeling Cinderella twitch with the breathy sound she
released. Her tongue wrapped itself around warm flesh as she sucked, feeling
the prick sliding into her throat, almost to the point where she couldn’t
breathe.

Elena
shuddered at the sight of her lover’s cock moving in and out of Elsa, seeing it
glisten with Elsa’s saliva, before it would disappear once again in her
sister’s mouth.

Elena
looked up and found Cinderella’s eyes on her. She smiled and her lover smiled
back, before the older girl focused on her adopted sister, urging her to move
faster.

Elsa
replied by bobbing her head up and down over Cinderella’s cock, hard, almost
bruising the younger girl’s dick.

Elena
grabbed Elsa’s hand and guided it between Cinderella’s thighs, making her feel
the younger girl’s female sex, and pressing one of her fingers inside the tight
canal.

Elsa
learned fast and kept moving on her own, exploring Cinderella’s folds and clit,
making the girl groan.

Elena
moved her own hand between her sister’s thighs, feeling Elsa’s wet sex, teasing
it, tracing the nether lips and then pushing a finger inside.

Elsa
gasped, feeling her virgin pussy walls wrapping around Elena’s finger, while
her head bobbed over Cinderella’s cock, and her hand explored the younger
girl’s cunt.

Cinderella
poised her hands on top of Elsa’s head a second before she came, making sure
the girl wouldn’t move her head, wanting to come inside Elsa’s mouth and make
her taste and swallow her seed.

Elsa
did, loving it, her throat and mouth working together to try and swallow all
that Cinderella’s cock gave her, even as her hands were drenched by the wetness
squirting from Cinderella’s pussy.

Elena
watched, amused, as her adopted sister milked Cinderella’s cock.

She
waited until Elsa stopped and released Cinderella’s flesh, before she pulled
her sister back and laid her on the bed, maneuvering herself between her legs, spreading
them and opening Elsa’s sex to her sight, to her touch and to her tongue.

Cinderella
watched, her eyelids heavy, as Elena devoured her sister, the wild girl anxious
to taste Elsa’s nectar.

Elsa
groaned as Elena licked and tongued her, her hands holding unto her sister’s
hair, while Elena entered her with her fingers and tongue.

Elena
slid two fingers inside, seeing them glisten with the other girl’s wetness,
moving them in and out, fast, easily, while her mouth worked on Elsa’s clit,
taking the little nub into her mouth and suckling it, her tongue swirling,
until Elsa came screaming, her legs twitching and closing, trying to trap Elena
where she was.

Elena
licked Elsa all throughout her orgasm, prolonging it for as long as possible,
tasting her sister’s sex.

Cinderella
watched from the side, slowly stroking her cock, waiting until Elena finished,
then she came behind Elena, before the girl moved from where she was, and
positioned herself at her stepsister’s entrance and pushed, entering her in a
single thrust.

Elena
gasped and crawled over her sister, Cinderella following her and thrusting into
her, filling her with her cock, until she stood face to face with Elsa.

Elena
leaned down and kissed her adopted sister, gently at first, more heatedly
later, while Cinderella drilled into her.

Elsa
held Elena in her arms, tasting her own wetness from her sister’s mouth, the
girl’s frame rocking with Cinderella’s thrusts, until she felt Elena shake and
come with a scream of pure rapture.