Snow White Part 1

Once upon a time, there was a princess named Snow White. She was kept in captivity by her stepmother, the Evil Queen, for years. The Evil Queen felt threatened by Snow White's beauty. And she was beautiful. Her black curls cascaded down her back and her face was pale but with bright red, inviting lips. Her tattered clothes couldn't hide her soft, sweet curves.

On Snow White's 18th birthday, she decided to sneak out of her prison, wishing she could escape the evil queen forever. She had her chance when her guard accidentally dropped the key to her cell when he gave her food. Snow White grabbed the key, unlocked her cell door, and ran. She didn't have much of a plan on what she was running to or what she was going to do. Anything had to be better than being prisoner for her entire life. She ran out into the kingdom's streets and looked around. It was nighttime and luckily deserted. If she could steal a horse, perhaps she could escape the kingdom and from there... she didn't know what.

She ran down the abandoned street, the cobblestones stinging her bare feet. The cold air quickly cut through her thin clothes and her nipples hardened from the wind hitting them. Snow White looked behind her to see if she was being followed but no one was there. And then she crashed into someone.

"Whoa!" said a man's voice. "Where are you rushing off to?"

She looked up at him and gasped. He was handsome with thick brown curls and an easy going smile. He helped her up and she braced her hands on his chest to regain her balance. Underneath his fine silk shirt were hard muscles. Her breath caught. She had heard that a prince from a neighboring kingdom was visiting. She wondered if this was him.

The prince looked her up and down, his brow furrowing in concern. "Are you in some kind of trouble?"

She stayed silent. If he knew she was the queen's prisoner, would he turn her in?

Just then, she heard the shout of the guards from the castle. They had discovered she was missing.

The prince looked up and realization crossed his face.

"Wait, please don't turn me in," Snow White said. "Please. I'm not a criminal, I promise."

He looked her up and down and nodded. "Come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into a side alley where there was an abandoned carriage. He pulled her inside. "I might have some experience from ducking palace guards," he said with a grin.

Snow White giggled. The carriage was small and they had to be close to each other to make room. As she moved to get comfortable, her chest brushed against the prince's chest. He grinned down at her as his hand went to cup her hip. "So why are the guards after you if you're not a criminal?"

"The queen is my stepmother. She has imprisoned me since I was young because she is worried I'm more beautiful than her." She blushed. It sounded so silly to say it out loud.

"I can believe that," the prince said, his voice husky. "I can very easily believe that." He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. Snow White moaned and readily kissed him back.

The prince wrapped his arm around the small of her back and shifted her so she was under him. He smiled, a hungry look in his eye as he looked at her body. "You're so beautiful," he growled. His hand went to her breast and his thumb brushed over her nipple. The strange sensation filled Snow White with a type of pleasure she had never felt before. She moaned and squirmed under his touch.

"You like that, don't you?" The prince said.

"Oh yes," she said.

He leaned down and kissed her, his lips parting hers easily. He grazed her lip with his teeth and she moaned at the shock of pleasure she felt. Her hips moved against his in a rhythm that felt natural to her and she felt her pussy become wet under her dress. She never felt like this before and she wasn't sure what to make of it, but it felt so good. She didn't have to think right now. She just had to feel and enjoy it. It was so nice.

The prince fisted her skirt in his hand and pulled it up, exposing her bare pussy to him. He looked down and smiled as his hand went to her folds. "You're already wet," he said. 'You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

She moaned in response.

He dipped a finger into her opening and she cried out in surprise. He looked at her, eyes wide. "You're so tight," he said. "You're a virgin aren't you?"

She bit her lip and nodded. She knew what sex was. She had heard plenty of the guards talk about it in crude terms before. But she had never experienced it and she didn't know what to expect. But so far it felt really good. It couldn't start feeling bad, could it?"

The prince moved his finger in and out of her until she was even wetter and his finger could slide in and out easily. Then he sat up and undid his pants, pulling out his thick, hard cock. She gasped as she looked at it. That was really supposed to fit inside her?

"Do you like what you see?" he asked as he stroked his cock some more. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He spread her legs, exposing her pussy even more. He watched her as he slowly entered her.

Snow White felt a pinch of pain and groaned. She balled her hands into fists to keep from moving. The prince was true to his word and stopped, letting her adjust to his size. The pained expression on his face told her it was taking a lot of strength for him to be so gentle with her. "God, you're so tight," he groaned. "You feel so good."

"S-so do you," Snow White said uncertainly. It still hurt slightly, but it still felt so good.

The prince started moving, going slow at first but then thrusting in and out of her. He started panting as instincts took over. All Snow White could do was wrap her arms around him and let the sensations wash over her.

Suddenly the prince stilled and gasped and Snow White felt hot liquid inside of her.

The prince pulled out, breathing hard. He tucked his cock back into his pants and held her close to him. "Thank you," he said. "What's your name?"

"Snow White," she said. She felt a little shaken from the sensations. Somehow she was still wanting more, even though she was tired. She didn't want the sex to end.

"I can provide you safe passage to my kingdom, Snow White," the prince said. "You won't have to be locked up ever again."

She smiled. This was perfect. "How can I ever thank you?"

"I can think of a way or two," he said with a wink.

She giggled. "I can agree with that."

Just then, the door of the carriage burst open. The guards had found them.

Rough arms pulled Snow White out of the carriage. "There you are!" the guard growled.

"Let her go!" the prince said, getting out of the carriage. "I order you to unhand her at once!"

"Your Highness, I'm afraid this woman is not who she says she is. She is a dangerous criminal."

"I'm not a criminal!" Snow White shouted. Tears of frustation stung her eyes. She was so close to getting her freedom.

"You're coming with us, miss. Have a good night, Your Highness. I suggest you look elsewhere for your entertainment."

"I'll come for you, Snow White," the prince called after her. "I promise!"