Jack climbed off, and then turned his hungry eyes upon Jezebel. He clenched the dildo tightly in his fist, as if it were a weapon.
“And now it’s your turn.”
Yes! Jezebel thought, ready to squee. Oh, yes!
“Hey, bitches,” Rapunzel said, yawning wide. “I hate to break up the party, but I need a little nap if I’m to go to the ball tonight. If you wouldn’t mind, the window is that way. You can use my hair and let yourself out.”
Balling Prince Charming…
Jezebel dressed, hiding her disappointment that she wasn’t going to make love to Jack one final time before the wedding. Rapunzel and Jack had obviously hit it off. She was a perfect match for him. The algorithm had predicted correctly. Jack would ask Rapunzel to Prince Charming’s fairytale ball, marry her, and be blissfully bound (literally and figuratively) for life.
“Well, Rapunzel, it’s been fun.” Jack pulled on his pants and zipped them up as he approached Rapunzel, who was still tied with the golden locks of her hair.
“It certainly has been,” Rapunzel said, yawning. Her eyes were droopy with drowsiness. “Maybe I’ll see you at the ball later.”
“Yeah. Maybe.”
Jezebel frowned.
“Wait a moment,” Jezebel said as Jack freed Rapunzel from the hair bondage. “Aren’t you going to the fairytale castle together? That’s where you’re supposed to announce your engagement.”
Rapunzel shook her head. “She’s adorable, but kind of dense,” she said to Jack.
Jack stared at Jez. “I’m not taking Rapunzel to the ball.”
“W-what?” Jezebel stopped walking and stared at Jack. “But you looked so happy in there with her. There was sexual chemistry between you two. She’s your sexual soulmate. According to my program, you’re ninety-nine compatible!”
“She’s certainly a great lady, and a lot of fun.”
“Fucking-A I am,” Rapunzel agreed. “But there has to be more than chemistry. It’s obvious Jack doesn’t love me.”
“Well, why not?” Jezebel was torn between feeling like she’d failed, once again, and being relieved that Jack wouldn’t be marrying Rapunzel.
It was an irrational feeling, because she’d have to give him up soon. Especially since time was running out. It would be night time in a couple of short hours they would have to be at the castle for the ball.
“His body was certainly into it,” Rapunzel said. “But his heart wasn’t.”
This couldn’t be! She was supposed to be the one!
A lump rose in Jezzy’s throat.
What about the interview with Big Cock Billionaire Magazine? If Jack didn’t get married, her match-making business would be ruined. Jez would be left homeless, sucking off tramps for pocket change.
“What about the interview with Big Cock Billionaire Magazine?” she said. “If you aren’t getting married, my match-making business will be ruined. I’ll be left homeless, sucking off tramps for pocket change.”
“Dense, and kind of a drama queen,” Rapunzel said.
“Jezzy, you won’t be homeless. And why are you talking about sucking off tramps? What does that have to do with anything? Not that I think your business will be ruined, but there aren’t any other job opportunities open to you? It’s either run your own company, or blow bums? There’s no middle ground there? Maybe a management position? The medical field? Real estate?”
“I can’t fail at this, Jack,” Jezebel implored. “It’s too important.”
“Jezebel, I don’t want to continue this—”
Oh no! He’s going to give up on me! Then I’ll be a total failure! Think fast!
“Wait a second.” Jezebel pulled her tablet from her handbag. She did a few quick calculations, then smiled. “I have an idea. A single looking for a spouse who I almost missed.”
“Jez, I don’t need to—”
“Come on, Jack. Take one more chance on me, please?”
Jack frowned.
“You still like trying new things, don’t you?”
He nodded, albeit reluctantly. “You and I’ve tried a lot of new things together.”
“Exactly. And I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I’ve been seeing this whole search from the wrong angle.”
“You have?”
“Yes. But now I understand.”
His expression brightened. “You do?”
“Yes. So will you give me one last chance?”
Please let him say yes, please, please, please…
“Of course, Jez. That’s what I’ve been trying to say all along.”
Jezebel let out a breath of pure relief. “Great. Fantastic. Stupendous. Leave everything to me. We need to get to the castle! Rapunzel, let down your hair!”
“Going to sleep,” she droned. “Do it yourself.”
They did a quick rappel down, Jezebel wished she’d asked Rapunzel what kind of hair conditioner she used because it was seriously amazing—I mean, why didn’t this woman have an endorsement deal yet?—and then Jez was once again punching coordinates into the GPS on Jack’s bike.
In the United States, amusement parks were often found surrounding the resident castle. Fairytaleland was no different in this regard. But the amusements in the park were different. Quite different.
When they arrived, Jezebel reluctantly let go of Jack’s waist as he killed the bike’s engine. She swung her leg over the bike and gazed at the castle thrusting into the sky behind the amusement park. The tower was erect and formidable, a stark reminder of her upcoming interview with Big Cock Billionaire Magazine, among other things, and Jez was struck again by the fear that she was running out of time.
She needed to have Jack engaged by the time the clock struck twelve or his coach would turn back to a pumpkin.
Wait, wrong fairytale.
She needed to kill the ogre who owned the castle and convince the king it belonged to Jack.
Wait, correct fairytale, but an ogre didn’t own this castle, and Jack was so rich he could buy it any time he pleased.
She needed to find his soulmate and maybe get one last lay in before he was married.
Sounded like a plan!
Jezebel focused on the amusement park. From here she could see the Ferris wheel slowly turning and a twisty rollercoaster bulleting through the air. The delighted shrieks of the passengers cut through the impending twilight. Not just shrieks of fear and delight, but also shrieks of passion.
“You like amusement parks, right Jack?”
Jack climbed off the motorcycle. “I remember going to amusement parks with you, Jez. We had fun, didn’t we?”
Jezebel smiled a little sadly. “We did. And this one is special. Trust me.”
Jack took her hand and interlaced his fingers with hers. “I trust you, Jez. Always have, always will.”
Jezebel’s heart fluttered. This might be the last time they held hands. Her stomach knotted, and she wasn’t sure if it was due to the pressure of finding Jack a soulmate in time, or because she truly didn’t want to let him go.
But whatever the answer, it was too late for regrets. She had a job to do.
“Hello, Jezebel!”
Jezzy glanced up and spotted the prince standing at the top of a water slide. He cut an impressive figure, six feet tall and all chiseled muscle, large, grey eyes and striking Nordic features. Rumor had it he had once looked like a frog, before he’d had work done.
But however his perfection had come about, the man was undeniably gorgeous. He was also undeniably naked.
He slid down the waterslide and sailed through the air, landing on both feet in front of Jack and Jezebel. “Jezebel, how lovely to see you.”
He kissed her hand, then turned to Jack and dipped into an exaggerated bow, waving his arm with a flourish. “Prince Charming at your service. Pleased to make your acquaintance. I just got Jezebel’s email saying the two of you were on your way here. Her idea is interesting, don’t you think?”
Jack looked puzzled. “I always find
Jezebel’s ideas interesting.”
The prince grinned. “Then let’s begin! I have just the ride. I think you’ll quite enjoy it. Follow me.”
Jack shot a confused glance at Jezzy, and she answered with a smile. Then Prince Charming motioned for them to follow, and he started off through the amusement park.
They passed several rides, including a giant rocket that shot into a dark cave, a giant drill that sank into a deep hole, a monorail that raced back and forth through a tight tunnel, and a giant cock that thrust repeatedly into a huge vagina.
Finally the prince stopped at a trampoline platform. A structure of poles surrounded it, and from each a harness dangled from bungee cords. Several naked couples already occupied the ride, bouncing while enjoying all manners of intercourse.
Vaginal intercourse.
Oral intercourse.
Anal intercourse.
Philosophical intercourse.
Political intercourse.
And every other kind of intercourse Jezzy could imagine (except bestial intercourse and incest, since Amazon doesn’t allow them).
The whole scene was crazy and arousing and made Jezebel keenly aware it had been at least a long time since her last orgasm.
“It looks like fun!” Jack watched with a grin on his face, looking like a kid at Christmas.
The prince watched Jack with a gleam in his eye. “Would you like to try it?”
“Absolutely!”
“Excellent! You will need to remove your knickers, Jack,” Charming said.
Jack dropped his pants faster than Jezebel had ever seen him remove them before. Of course, he had practiced a lot today.
“Come on, Jez.”
Trying to ignore the tingle in her nipples and nether region, Jezebel shook her head. Time was ticking away, and this was her last chance. She had to put Jack’s future happiness over her own needs. “It looks very enjoyable, but I think I’ll sit this one out.”
Jack looked at the platform of bungee bouncers. Everyone had a sexual partner and there were no stragglers. “But who will I bounce with?”
Charming chuckled. “Why, with me, you silly dilly.”
“W-what?” Jack’s mouth dropped open.
“Prince Charming is your date,” Jezebel said. “I don’t know why I never thought of including men in the search, before. But according to my algorithm, you two are one hundred percent compatible! Not only do you have all of the same likes, dislikes, kinks, turn-ons, hobbies, and affectations for the same sports teams—”
“Go Packers!” both Charming and Jack said, pumping their fists in unison.
“—but you’re also the same size, which means you can exchange wardrobes. You can wear each other’s Nikes.”
“Guys don’t really trade shoes, Jez,” Jack said.
“But if you decide you want to, you can! This match is perfect!”
Jack shrugged. “He seems like a cool dude, but I don’t know about this, Jez.”
“Oh, don’t be a pansy,” Charming said. “You’re going to love this. I promise.”
“Have you tried this ride with a man?” Jack asked Charming.
“Well, I’ve tried it many times with women, and once with a man after eating some magical mushrooms. I’m pretty sure I enjoyed it. I was found wandering the outside of the castle dressed in only a fireman’s hat and singing YMCA.”
Jack considered, eyeing Charming’s erection suspiciously. Then that impish grin broke over his lips.
“Okay, we’ll give it a shot. But I think we need a little facilitation. Jezebel, would you start us off by showing Charming how you blew me in Bangkok last summer?”
Just the memory of their time in Bangkok sent stirrings deep in her loins. The thought of taking Jack into her mouth again turned her on so much that Jez immediately felt warmth gather between her legs.
The prince stepped forward, holding a harness for Jack. “Here, Jack, put on your harness while Jezebel gets undressed.”
“Thanks,” Jack said, and both men grinned at her.
Jezzy shrugged. If her clients needed her help, who was she to argue? Especially since it might be the last time she took Jack into her mouth. She stripped down to her sexy boots, and when she turned back to the men, they were both bouncing in their harnesses, their stiff erections bouncing with them.
She stood in front of Jack. “Now let’s see. How did I blow you in Bangkok?”
“Very well.”
Since Jezzy and Jack had split up, she’d tried not to think too much about Bangkok, but now she couldn’t help but indulge. That time was one of the happiest in her life, back when she’d still been struggling coming up with tuition for school, and Jack seemed to have even less ambition than he did money.
She might not be able to go back to that time, but she would enjoy Jack while she still could, and then after he’d married and moved on with his life, she could add this memory to her collection of hot and happy thoughts.
Jezzy bent at the waist, Jack’s beautiful, fat cock bobbing before her face, and a whoosh of arousal moved over her. She blew on his engorged tip then licked the ridge slowly, swirling her tongue around his circumference. Her walls tightened, then clenched. Before she realized it, she had let out a soft moan.
“I think you’re enjoying this as much as Jack is, Jezebel.”
Glancing behind, Jezzy could see Charming had taken his own manhood, which was astoundingly large and thick, into one hand.
He brought his other between her legs, caressing. “Jezebel, your lips are unbelievably sexy.”
Jezzy wasn’t certain which lips he was talking about, but either worked for her. She felt unbelievably sexy as she moved her mouth over Jack’s cock and began to slowly slide it back and forth, her bare breasts swaying with the rocking movement. She massaged his underside with her tongue, taking him more deeply into her mouth each time she moved forward. He seemed to grow harder with every stroke she made.
She placed her hands on Jack’s harnessed ass and he glided forward easily, aided by the suspension by the bungee cords. She focused on the little divot on the tip of the bulbous head, flicking her tongue back and forth, back and forth, then once again twirling around him. Warmth dripped between her thighs, slippery under Charming’s fingers. Her nipples brushed Jack’s legs, the friction sending a zing of pleasure through her.
Moaning, Jack began to thrust his hips.
Behind her, the prince slipped a finger inside her.
Then two.
Then three.
Jez spread her thighs wide. She was so wet, so hungry, and as Jack swung against her, she pushed back against Charming, wanting his fingers to penetrate deeper.
“You are so incredible, Jez,” Jack said. “Just like Bangkok.”
Pleasure flushed over her, and Jezzy took him fully into her mouth, feeling the head push against the back of her throat, then brought her lips all the way back again. She tasted a drop of his salty nectar on her tongue and the taste made her pussy quiver.
Jack bounced gently up into her mouth, then came down, almost all the way out. He groaned, then grunted. “I might need to get one of these contraptions, Charming.”
“Yes, it’s quite delightful.” Grunting, Charming grasped Jezzy’s hips and bounced into her, his manhood pushing against her opening from behind then sliding inside.
“Oh,” she said around Jack’s cock, then sucked him deep into her throat.
“Oh,” Jack echoed.
“Miss Jezebel feels quite delightful, too.” Charming’s next thrust came harder, sending the three of them bouncing into the air, Jezzy bridged between Jack’s cock and Charming’s.
Jack let out a long groan. “I’m going to come.”
Jezzy let him slide from her mouth. “Not yet.”
“But Jez…”
“You two have to get to know each other. That’s why we’re here!”
“Absolutely right.” Charming pulled himself out of Jezzy. “Well, then. Let’s see if I’m as talented with my mo
uth.”
Charming did a somersault into the air and turned upside down. “Catch me, Jack!”
Using his quick reflexes, Jack caught Charming’s hips, holding him suspended upside down.
“Fabulous! We could take this act on the road!” Charming said, his mouth less than an inch from Jack’s glistening manhood.
Jezebel noticed that the sun was sinking on the horizon. “You’re stalling, Charming.”
Charming sighed, looking at her upside down. “So I am. I need to confess. I’m a little insecure. Not sure what to do.”
“Just do what you like done to you. Suck the way you like being sucked. Use the same techniques. I use a lot of tongue,” Jezebel said.
“I’m losing wood here, Charms,” Jack said.
Charming wrapped his arms around Jack’s hips and pulled himself downward toward him, taking the tip into his mouth.
He twirled his tongue around the head, then around the ridge, then bounced Jack lightly up and down in the harness to aid in the sucking.
Jack moaned, his eyes squinting with arousal. “Amazing.”
Jezzy watched Charming suck Jack, his own shaft bobbing with each bounce. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to stay the throb in her pussy. She wished she could jump on Jack and bounce away to her heart’s content, take Charming in her mouth, all of them tangled in a hot, erotic embrace. She pinched her nipples, caressed her swollen sweet spot, anything to squelch her maddening desire to join the fray.
“Why don’t you try the same thing with me?” Charming asked. His considerable rod jerked up and down before Jack’s face, as if agreeing. “As you can see, the cords make us virtually weightless. You can pull and push me up and down as you like.”
Jack looked at Charming’s bobbing dick dubiously, then let out a moan of pleasure as Charming continued sucking on his erection.
“Oh, please suck me, Jack. This boner I have, combined with the blood currently rushing to my head, is making me feel faint.”
But apparently not terribly so, Jezzy thought, because he resumed sucking and licking.
“Okay. But I really… don’t know what I’m… doing.”
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