Hansel and Gretel (An Erotic Fairy Tale)

by Victoria Foxxe

  "Enough of this nonsense," Hilda the witch called out. With that, she made a quick gesture. And there was a bright flash of light and suddenly everything fell into darkness. After what seemed like an eternity, they regained consciousness. Gretel was the first to come to her senses, and she gasped when she realized they’d been placed in a cage together.

  "Hansel," she said as she roused her groggy cell mate. "Wake up we must escape."

  "No," Hansel moaned. He placed his head in his hands and began to sob. "Can’t you see we deserve this? We are paying for our sin!"

  "What sin are you talking about?" Gretel was truly puzzled and began to worry if the witches curse hadn’t addled Hansel’s brain.

  "Lust," he declared staring her directly in the eyes. "We both decided one another and it is wrong." Gretel realized now that she must do something to bring Hansel back to his senses. Otherwise they were doomed to be the witch’s prisoners for all eternity. Without thinking, she grabbed him around the waist and pulled him close, covering his mouth with her own.

  It felt strange, kissing him this way as they had been raised together as siblings. Hansel became hungry with passion, and began to lick Gretel’s lips. Next, he slowly moved his mouth downward to nibble on her neck with passionate bites. When his mouth reached the hollow of her throat, he stopped and ran his tongue over the sensitive divot.

  "Hansel…" Gretel moaned his name softly and pulled him even tighter to her.

  "Hmmm…" Hansel purred into the soft flesh of her neck.

  "We must escape," she protested as she pushed him away with a hand.

  He groaned and stared at her and just licked his lips. "You are sweeter than any candy." His eyes were half closed as if in a daze. As he stared at her room his droopy eyelids Gretel realized he was still partially under the witch’s spell. She reached out with a trembling hand and grabbed him by the wrist. Next, she kissed his hand and began to nibble delicately on his fingertips.

  His hand lifted behind her back and he stroked her hair. She leaned more into him and parted her lips and his tongue darted instinctively into her mouth. Their lips locked together at their tongues entwined around one another.

  "My precious Gretel." His voice grew low and rumbled as he pulled away from her. She reached forward and helped him with his shirt over his head. She couldn’t help but admire his hand muscled chest, which listen with sweat in the moonlight.

  "I’ve wanted you for so long." He said dreamily as he stared her, shaking his head as if he believed he was still asleep.

  Gretel couldn’t help but glanced down towards his trousers and admired the huge bulge there. Seeing him aroused loosened something deep within her. Her hands moved down his chest and towards his thighs. Hansel pulled her closer in response and whispered into her ear, "lift up your skirt."

  "No--we can’t!" She protested even though she wanted to go further. Hansel simply ignored her objection. Before she knew it, he had lifted her skirt half past her waist. Then of her own volition she slid her silken panties down her legs.

  "Yes, I want to see it." Hansel eyes were now met with desire. Gretel knew now that she had freed him. She leaned against the bars of the cage, her skirt hiked. He felt his knees before her, and grasped her waist with his meaty hands.

  "Please Gretel, let me taste you." His face was now achingly close to her quivering mound. Gretel realized now there was no turning back. The desire she had suppressed for so long couldn’t be denied. Doing a she was told she reached down between her legs and opened her sweet labia with two fingers.

  Hansel middle a low moaning sound stared up at his sexy partner. He slipped and eager finger over her clit, rubbing it to stimulate the hood. In a few moments her entire body began to tingle and her legs trembled. She spread felt wider and groaned as she watched his finger slide into her pussy. At first he started with one digit, and then he slid in another. All the while moving his hand in and out and using his thumb against her clit.

  Suddenly he pulled his finger from her and put them in his own mouth, in order to suck the salty nectar off. "Yummy... Better than I ever could’ve imagined." He mumbled as he started to lick her fat and swollen lips. His tongue trailed up and down, inching closer toward her clit with each stroke. Aroused, Gretel freed her breasts from the bodice. She grasped them and began to pinch and tug on the nipples.

  Waves of erotic pleasure traveled through her entire body. The tingling spread from where Hansel so eagerly licked, and travelled up her spine. Hansel continued to work on her cunt with his tongue. He traced greedy circle, round and round that called her to moan. Then his fingers pressed inside of her, twisting, searching, and exploring the wet walls of her tight pussy.

  Next, his hungry mouth wrapped around her clit, while his tongue fluttered quickly over the tip of the plump flesh. While Gretel had pleasure herself before, she never felt anything like this. She could feel her toes curl and the muscles in her back tighten. All logical thought flowed from her mind, as she gave into total abandon. Then Hansel began to vigorously stroke his finger back and forth. It was unlike anything she ever experienced. First there was a distinct pressure of his fingers, then the delicious feeling of his mouth and tongue working between her legs. She could feel the muscles in her thighs contract sharply.

  Unable to control herself, she wiggled and squirmed over his eager mouth. Yet, he held her firmly in place, and continued to devour her hungrily. His fingers and lips teasing her cunt and clit, driving her over the edge, while his mouth making greedy, sucking sounds. His rhythm increase and his hand moved in and out faster and faster.

  Gretel bit her bottom lip to hold back her scream, it felt as if she was going to piss. Then something inside of her let go, and a river of musky fluid gushed from her. It flowed from the corners of Hansel’s mouth and dribbled down his chin. As the river of nectar flowed, she quivered and spasamed.

  Her clit throbbed hotly, sending a warm electric sensation shooting through her body. Her weakened limbs gave way, and she collapsed forward onto him. "My love," she whispered forcefully. "My sweet, and wonderful love."

  Hansel stood up before her, his whole chest glistening with her juices. "You are most delicious, my darling." He was grinning ear to ear, his eyes bright with satisfaction.

  It was now Gretel’s turn to be aggressive; she reached forward and freed his cock, yanking his trousers down to the ankles. It stood firm and straight before her, and she felt her knees. She began to kiss and lick the throbbing head. Sliding it past her lips and running her tongue along the sensitive tip. Hansel, so big it was hard to get down her throat.

  Undaunted, she widened her mouth swallowing more of it with each bob of her head. In no time at all she almost had the entire shaft in her mouth. Hansel responded by letting out deep gasps of breath, each one more labored than the last. He buried his hands in her hair and gripped tightly. Encouraged by his response, Gretel reached between his legs and cupped his balls.

  Hansel let out a passionate groan, his head thrown back. "How did you learn to do that?" His praise and enthusiasm only trouble her more wild. She sucked even more vigorously, wanting only to please him. Hansel moaned even louder and yanked her head backwards by the hair. Her lips pulled from his cock with a loud popping sound.

  "Please I want to fuck you!” He growled as he looked down at her. Gretel stood up in response and stared into his eyes.

  She looked around nervously, "here?"

  "Yes right here… please" He turned her around roughly and pressed her against the cage bars. She hardly had time to gather her thoughts before the fat head of his cock was pressing against her tight opening. Without hesitation, he forced his way into the sopping wet flesh. She gripped the bars with both hands to keep her balance, as he started to fuck her. She slammed roughly into her, while his fingers dug deeply into the flesh of her thighs.

  "I love your sweet cunt!” He groaned, as he plunged deeply into her. The sound of his rough words set tingle through her entire being. She squealed with delight and
gyrated her hips to match his rhythm.

  "Yes, oh yes. Please do not stop!" She leaned forward a little allowing him to go as far as he could inside of her.

  He grunted, while moving his hips back and forth like a jackhammer, driving the fat and swollen head of his cock into her eager cunt. Gretel cried out; as he continued to fill her and stretch her even more widely open. His cock speared into her slick, wet hole over and over again.

  Without warning he reached in front of her and found her aching clit. She whimpered at his touch, and begged for more. "Oh Hansel!" She shuddered as she spoke hardly able two of them the pleasure. He was relentless, his fingers worked in time with the rhythm of his pounding cock, impaling her and driving her mad with ecstasy.

  Before she knew it a familiar feeling well within her, and her belly quivered and trembled. The cold iron bars pressed against her flesh and her pussy clenched tightly around his shaft. She rode him wildly now, swallowing his entire manhood inside of her, leaving him gasping and panting. The wave of her orgasm carried them both in its unstoppable wake.

  When she finished coming, he pulled himself from her and turned her body to face him. "Now… It is my turn." Instinctively she sank to her knees and began to suck and lick her juices from his shaft. It did not take very long for him to respond. In seconds, he began to thrust hard into her throat and she could feel his leg muscles tighten. Soon, his body shivered at her mouth filled with his come. He came so forcefully, that Gretel thought she would gag on the milky fluid.

  All she could do was swallow and breathe. Her eyes watered with effort but she did not give up. After what seemed like an eternity, he slipped from her mouth and sank to his knees before her. He brought lifted her and parted them with his tongue and the two of them kiss long and deeply.

  "We must escape soon!" Gretel said to him as she pulled away. Hansel was still bathing in the afterglow and it took him a minute to come to his senses.

  "I think I can, get the key." He pointed to a hook where a large ring of keys rested, Gretel shook her head in dismay when she realized how far away the keys were.

  "Do not worry!" I have a plan but I will need your help." He smiled a confident smile and Gretel nodded her head in agreement. "First I need to rip strip of cloth from your dress." With that, the two of them worked at tearing along stripped of cloth from the bottom of Gretel skirts. When they finished Hansel took off his shoes and attached look walked into one of them.

  "That is not going to be long enough to reach the keys!" Gretel sighed, as she peered through the bars of the cage.

  "I am not after the keys," he grinned. She noticed he was pointing to of room that leaned casually against the wall behind them. He made his way to the other side of the cage and half the shoe outward. His first toss knocked the broomstick to the ground and hit the floor with a loud thud. Then he began another throw, this time snagging the bristles of the room and pulling it to the cage.

  Once they had the room inside of the cell, they set to work on getting the keys. How the leaned out as far as he could and it took a few tries but he eventually was able to snatch the keys from the hook. Now that the door was unlocked, the two of them quickly made their way out. Unfortunately, the witch had already returned back toward the little cottage. The two of them could hear her whistling a ghastly tune as she strode up the winding pathway.

  Hansel hid behind the huge cast-iron stove, while Gretel crouched behind the door. The door flew open and the evil old hag barreled into the room. She cried out in dismay when she saw the empty cage! "No oh no my precious little dumplings have escaped...” She sniffed the air and wrinkled her nose, "but I smell the disgusting odor of sex.”

  The witch began to sniff around the house, carefully searching for her escaped prisoners. "I smell you dirty little rat." She uttered as she grew closer to the stove that Hansel hid behind. He stood up to run, but the old hag, made a quick gesture and soon he found his feet frozen in place as she cast her spell on him.

  "Now I have you!" She grinned triumphantly and licked her chops. "But where is your pretty little friend, it will not be much of a meal without her." She grabbed Hansel by the year and yanked him towards the open oven. "I will just toss you into my oven," she cackled. "And make a tasty meal of you yet!

  When she opened the oven, Gretel seized the opportunity. She rushed forward and pushed the nasty old woman into the gaping maul of the fiery furnace. The witch’s struggled to his feet but Gretel used all of her strength and shoved the witch’s entire body into the massive oven. She slammed the door shut and locked it securely; while the witch’s horrid screams filled the air.

  The two of them watched the old woman burn, until nothing but ashes were left. When they returned home, they received a warm welcome. The entire village rejoiced as the evil witch’s curse was now lifted from the forest.