SPELLBOUND: An Anthology of Erotically Retold Fairy Tales

by Spellbound- An Anthology of Erotically Retold Fairy Tales [Ravenous] (epub)

Rapunzel dragged her hair back up through the window. “Yes, Mommy Dearest,” She mumbled, adding “you churlish, boil-brained boar.”

  Then she began to cry.

  * * * *

  That evening, as she was singing to keep herself from going mad, Rapunzel heard an unfamiliar voice. “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.”

  “Huh?”

  Rapunzel rushed to the window and peered down at the ground. There stood the handsomest man she had ever seen. Okay, so she hadn’t seen many men, but even if she had, she was sure this guy was frickin’ lickin’ gorgeous. Dressed in purple tights and some flouncy purple and gold jacket with matching bloomers, he had to be gay. Damn. Oh well, talking to somebody different was something to do.

  “Who are you?” she called down to him.

  “I’m Prince Wunderkind,” he said. “A few days ago, I heard your lovely song as I passed by. ‘Tis more beautiful than the birds.”

  “Well I should hope so. All that squawking and chirping drives me crazy.”

  He laughed. “Ah and you are so fair and bright. I’ve watched your tower, determined to return and see you when the wicked one was far away. I should like to get to know you better.”

  “So you’ve been stalking me?”

  He looked puzzled. “How doth one stalk a beauty kept in an immovable object?”

  “Yeah, you have a point. Okay, permission granted. Come on up.” And with that, Rapunzel tossed all her hair over the window ledge, bracing herself for the man’s weight. This is gonna hurt.

  The prince pulled himself up easily. To Rapunzel’s amazement, it didn’t hurt a bit! Wow, he might be lighter than he looks.

  “Fair Maiden,” Wunderkind said, staring into her eyes, “May I have the honor of kissing you?”

  “Heck, yeah. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to try all the stuff my Cosmo magazine talks about?”

  He chucked. “You are most strange, but I enjoy your sense of humor almost as much as your beautiful countenance and lovely voice.”

  She shrugged and puckered up.

  He swept her into his warm embrace and dipped her in a dramatic, romantic gesture. He was gentle at first, then the pressure of his lips grew firmer. At last, Wunderkind parted her lips with his tongue and demanded entrance. She opened to him and their tongues twirled, tangled and mated. He tasted of sweet fruited wine.

  He held her tighter and their passionate kiss continued for what seemed like hours. At last, they broke apart, panting.

  “Man, that was good! And I thought you were gay.”

  “Gay? But I am. I’ve been filled with happiness ever since knowing of your existence.”

  “Um, yeah, that’s not what I meant, but anyway, if you make love like you kiss, I can’t wait to test it out! I saw a list of positions we could try.”

  “Oh, my dear. To have the honor of making love to you would make me the gayest man in the realm.”

  Rapunzel smirked, but held in her snarky comeback.

  “Let me remove your clothing for you, my darling.”

  “Thanks. I could use help with the corset. It’s laced so tightly. I can’t wait to find out what it’s like to take a deep breath again.”

  “You are indeed amusing.” Wunderkind took her shoulders and swiveled her around so he could reach the buttons and laces behind her back. One by one, they came undone and a cool breeze tickled her back.

  At last Rapunzel was naked and her mysterious suitor set about removing his own clothes. She mused that clothing manufacturers who made clothing open in the front for men and in the back for women conspired to control women’s sexual urges. Only a male designer could have come up with that idea.

  When the prince was disrobed, she studied his body wide-eyed. His golden sprinkle of chest hair formed a V down his muscular torso and six-pack abs, ending in an arrow pointing straight to his engorged manhood.

  “Wow, you’d better be careful with that thing,” she exclaimed. “I’m a virgin.”

  “But of course you are, and I will be so gentle you will only feel a tiny twinge of discomfort to be followed by the most incredible pleasure I can possibly give you,” he boasted.

  “Sounds great. Go for it!”

  “I know this is something you desire,” Wunderkind said. “I heard you singing bawdy ballads.”

  “They’re the only songs I know. The evil sorceress keeps some pretty low company. Those songs get me aroused, though.”

  He backed her up against the wall, his fingers laced through hers, holding their entwined hands over her head. While he kissed her neck, Rapunzel took in the spice-and-wine smell of his hair. Does this guy bathe and brush his teeth in cinnamon grape juice? Rapunzel wondered.

  His fingers slid away from hers and found her breasts. “You want to know what it’s like to feel passion. You want my hands on you, touching you, kneading you. You wonder what it’s like to have a man inside you.”

  Rapunzel’s stomach coiled and tightened. Her eyes widened. “Am I that transparent?”

  He kissed her throat and licked his way to her breast, where he nipped her nipple. “Do I frighten you with my passion, Rapunzel? Or does this excite you?”

  “Mm hm…”

  The prince latched onto her nipple and suckled deeply. She moaned. Her legs weakened. “Yeah, that’s the ticket.”

  His fingers slid away from her other breast and skated down her belly. “You’re excited, aren’t you? I can tell by the way you tremble against me. It’s not a shiver of fear, but desire; a yearning for more.” The prince found Rapunzel’s mons as his mouth latched onto her other breast and sucked.

  “Yes,” she hissed.

  Wunderkind’s fingers expertly reached for the edges of her labia and slowly inched them apart. His middle finger stroked the part of her no one had ever touched.

  Arching, Rapunzel’s nails found the prince’s back and raked down the length of Wunderkind’s torso. “I want to know all the pleasures, all the mysteries between men and women,” she cried. “Show me! Make me scream.”

  The prince’s middle finger slipped inside her wet pussy and stroked her. Rapunzel moaned louder. Sensations she had never known invaded her body. Glorious, erotic fantasies took over and she couldn’t wait to be fucked. “More!” she demanded.

  The prince inserted another digit and finger fucked her enthusiastically. Rapunzel writhed and panted. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

  “Play with me, Rapunzel.” Wunderkind took her hand and placed it on his cock, closing her fingers around it. “Pleasure me.”

  “How?”

  She didn’t know what to do, other than to slide her fingers along his satiny skin. He groaned and thrust his hips forward, sliding his erection up and down the length of her palm. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back against the wall and allowed herself to feel his warmth. His mouth was everywhere—on her throat, breasts and lips. His hands roamed the contours of her body; his fingers cupped and stroked every inch of her burning skin.

  Rapunzel’s heart pounded in her ears. “Oh, Prince Wunderkind, I can’t wait until you take me! I want you so much!”

  The intimacy of his tongue invading her mouth and his fingers stroking her clit was almost too much. In some part of her mind, Rapunzel tried to remember that this man was a virtual stranger. He is handsome, of course, she thought, but is he kind? Thoughtful? Caring?

  Wunderkind dropped to his knees and parted her folds. She jolted as he began licking and teasing the center of her pleasure. Dear Lord. He’s kind, caring and very thoughtful! She groaned in appreciation.

  Fisting her hands in his shoulder-length blond hair, she pulled Wunderkind closer. He flicked his tongue quickly and repeatedly across her clit. Powerful sensations Rapunzel had never imagined rippled throughout every nerve ending and made her quiver.

  At last, the building tension reached an impossible peak and she erupted like a volcanic blast. Bucking and screaming, she rode the formidable orgasm in a dream-like state. The cresting wave se
emed to last forever. White heat nearly blinded her. Whimpering when the aftershocks arrived, she quivered. The only thing left of her boneless body were ripples of sensation that marked the end of a wonderful roller coaster ride.

  “Oh. My. God. I—I don’t know what to say.” She took deep, gasping breaths. “You’ve waked me to something incredible! I can’t believe what a good time I’ve been missing.”

  Wunderkind stood and smiled cockily. “I know. I have that affect on lusty wenches. I have no desire to waste my talents on ladies. I’ve been told they just lay there and cringe.”

  “Really? Well, they’re just stupid.”

  “Ah, but not you, my sweet. You’re a lady and a wench in one body: the perfect woman.”

  “Well thanks, I think. I can’t imagine anyone not liking what you did!”

  “It’s called cunnilingus, my sweet.”

  “Cunna-what? Can’t we just call it something like the horny hummingbird? I’ll never remember that other word.”

  “Of course, my darling. We can call it anything you wish. Now, I would like to teach you how to pleasure me the same way I pleasured you.”

  Rapunzel stared at him, puzzled. “But…” She stepped back and examined the prince’s cock. “You don’t have the same parts. What am I supposed to do?”

  “Kneel, my sweet. I’ll teach you.”

  Rapunzel shrugged and sank to her knees onto the stone floor. “Okay, now what?”

  “Put my glorious cock into your mouth.”

  “Your cock?” She swiveled to each side and glanced around the inside of the tower. “I didn’t know you brought a rooster with you. Where is it?”

  “Ha! You do have a delightful sense of humor my love. I mean the cock between my legs.”

  “Your penis?”

  “Yes.”

  “And you want me to do what?”

  “Suck it.”

  Rapunzel tipped her head. “Are you sure? I mean, isn’t that how you…?”

  “It is the instrument of both types of satisfying release.”

  She scrunched up her nose in distaste. “Well, if you say so.”

  “I do. Now take my manhood into your beautiful mouth and suck it.”

  She shrugged. “I’ll try anything once.”

  Rapunzel inserted the rubbery head into her mouth. Hm, she thought, It’s not too bad. She licked around Wunderkind’s cock and found it salty, but not at all distasteful. She followed his instructions, determined to learn the art of a stellar blowjob. According to the prince and Cosmo magazine, that was what every man wanted.

  “Push it as far as you can into your mouth, with suction.”

  Rapunzel sucked the head and half of his impressive shaft into her mouth before it hit the back of her throat and caused her to gag.

  She let it pop from her mouth and looked up at Wunderkind with tears in her eyes.

  “Oh, my love. Art thou upset about what I’m asking you to do?”

  “No,” she said. “I don’t mind sucking you, as long as I don’t choke.”

  “Ah, I see. Yes, I was afraid it might be difficult to take all of it. Try this. When it gets close to the back of your throat, swallow.”

  “Swallow? Are you kidding me? If I don’t want to choke, how is that going to help?”

  “Do you trust me?”

  She shrugged. “I guess I trust you more than anyone else I know. Of course, that boils down to two people; and one of them has boils.

  He smiled. “Then try it once, as you said you would try anything.”

  “Yeah, I did, didn’t I?”

  Rapunzel slowly slid Wunderkind’s member back into her mouth and sucked it all the way to the back of her throat, then swallowed. The prince braced himself against the wall and moaned.

  When Rapunzel discovered it helped both of them enjoy this new activity, she repeated the process over and over. The prince’s moans grew louder and his face reddened. At last the prince begged her to stop and pulled out of her mouth.

  “What’s wrong? I thought you were liking it?”

  “Truly, you did a marvelous job of sucking my royal appendage. I will now reward you by thrusting it into your love channel and riding you like a stallion rides his mare.”

  “You mean you’re going to fuck me?”

  “Yes.”

  “Finally!”

  Rapunzel flopped onto her straw bed, then remembered Wunderkind wanted to take her doggy-style—or horse style, according to him. Doesn’t matter to me, she mused, as long as he gets the job done.

  She positioned herself on her hands and knees and felt his hand tapping her inner thighs. She parted her legs and sensed Wunderkind closing in behind her. She shivered with anticipation.

  This is it. I’m finally going to know what all the fuss is about.

  The prince entered her slowly. Rapunzel’s walls stretched to accommodate him. Excitement, thrill and fear overtook her. The man of her dreams was about to fuck her silly.

  When he was barely in, she sighed.

  “Are you all right, my love?”

  “Ah, yes, I’m wonderful.” The feeling of his cock inside her seemed so right. She felt completed. Whole. Loved.

  “Then prepare to be fully and thoroughly fucked.”

  “Please,” she said. “I can’t wait.”

  Wunderkind pulled partway out and inserted himself to the hilt.

  “Jesus God!” Rapunzel yelled. “That hurt!” Glaring over her shoulder, she asked, “What the hell did you do wrong?”

  He held her hips in place. “Nothing, my dear. I was simply breaching your maidenhead.”

  Rapunzel felt moisture trickling down between her thighs and glanced at it. Blood! Shocked, she tried to pull away. “What kind of sick trick is this? You impaled me with a dagger or something. I’m bleeding!”

  “But I did not. It is only my hard cock inside you.”

  “Yeah, and his beak is clawing the hell out of me.”

  “Relax, my darling. This is natural. Only the first time will this happen. Allow me to clean you with my hat.”

  Rapunzel looked between her legs. Sure enough, the prince whipped off his plumed cap with a flourish and used it to wipe away the evidence. Is this guy for real?

  “There,” he said. “Now we shall fuck, and it will be enjoyable for both.”

  Rapunzel hoped he was right. Wunderkind inserted his cock again and rocked gently. As he increased his thrusts and found his rhythm, she relaxed and a moan escaped her lips as the pleasant sensation built. “This feel so good,” she cooed.

  The prince chuckled. “Do you know what would feel even better?”

  “No, what?”

  “This,” he said.

  With that, Wunderkind touched Rapunzel’s clit and added a fast finger massage. “Oh!” She nearly bucked out of her skin. The sensations intensified tenfold. Her body quivered and a second later she lost control. Her climax hit so forcefully, she shook and screamed her release.

  Wunderkind grunted and jerked into her a few times. At last, the two of them stilled.

  “Holy cow!” Rapunzel exclaimed. “Can we do that again?”

  “Oh yes. Many, many times.”

  And as often happens in these tales, the prince fucked her all night long. After multiple orgasms, Rapunzel and the prince fell in love.

  “I simply have to find a way to get you down from this tower so I can whisk you off to my castle,” he said.

  “I don’t suppose you have a ladder.”

  “Not one of this height, but I shall have the royal carpenter build one. You will be my bride. Until it is ready, I’ll climb up your hair and make love to you, repeatedly, every night.”

  “Sounds like a plan,” she said excitedly.

  The prince had to leave at the break of dawn to avoid being caught by the wicked sorceress. Wunderkind kissed Rapunzel tenderly, professed his love, and gently lowered himself down her hair. Again, she couldn’t believe how little the prince hurt her as he climbed down compared to the awful n
asty one, who would be showing up soon.

  * * * *

  When the sun had chased away the last of the sunrise, the evil one stood at the bottom of the tower and called out, “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.”

  “Great,” she muttered, and pushed her big pile of bed-head over the windowsill. Frau Gothel had to jump a couple of times to catch hold of the ends and hauled herself up.

  “Ga!” Rapunzel squealed as the extra weight yanked on the roots of her scalp. With tears in her eyes, she let out her daily stream of curses.

  “Oh, quit being a baby about it,” Frau Gothel said as she slid over the windowsill and into the tower room. “What happened to your beautiful hair? It’s a mess.”

  “Oh, I uh, I had a rough night. Tossed and turned a lot.”

  “I guess. Look at your bed. There’s straw all over the place.”

  “Yes, well, I’ll sweep that up in a jiffy. Sorry about that. I guess my hair got kind of matted in the process.”

  “Well, I’ll have to comb it out.”

  “No! Not that! I hate it when you comb my hair.”

  “Fine, then do it yourself.”

  “I will.”

  “See that you do. Here’s your bologna and cheese sandwich.”

  “Thank you, Mommy Dearest.”

  “That’s better.” The unwelcome visitor made herself comfortable on the floor and watched Rapunzel eat. “So, why did you have such a difficult night’s sleep? Was something on your mind?”

  Rapunzel shrugged. “Not really. I—I guess I was just wishing I could be like other girls my age. Going to balls and finding husbands.”

  “Well, you’ll get over that.”

  “But why can’t I do that? It’s time. I’m a grown woman.”

  Frau Gothel scrutinized her. “You do look different. If I’m not mistaken, your boobs are slightly larger than I remember them. And you have this kind of rosy glow. Why it’s almost as if you’ve—” The old woman shook her head. “Naw, that’s ridiculous.”

  “What is?”

  “Oh, nothing. Well, I’d best be off. I have evil to brew and hexes to cast. Busy, busy, busy.”

  Rapunzel sighed and let her hair tumble down the tower wall, cringing in anticipation of the inevitable. The sorceress grabbed hold of the matted hair and lowered herself.