Aladdin Gives In

Even as a street rat, Aladdin was always weak when it came to women. He was basically a male nympho, taking sex however and whenever he could get it. Since marrying Jasmine things had been different. For one, the Arabian princess was a harlot in the bedroom and kept him pretty much satisfied. But he also took his marriage vows seriously, fully intending to stay true to his one love.

But the feel of Demona's pussy gripping and milking his cock brought him right back to his male-slut days. He rolled over and pinned Demona against the railing, burying his dick to the hilt and making her yelp in surprise. As she smirked, she encouraged him, "That's it, stud. Fuck me!"

Aladdin's lower brain took over, and he did as she asked. With a steady, pulsing pace he began to slide in and out, overcome by the sensations. He reached out and grabbed the stone villianess' breasts, eliciting a squeal of delight. "Yeah, I like that," she cooed. "Squeeze my fucking nipples!"

Al complied, pinching them tight every time he thrust in, making the girl writhe and moan in ecstasy. Her hips rose up to meet his every thrust, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. "Take me, little prince," Demona moaned, her eyes closed and head lolled back. Aladdin squeezed her nipples particularly hard, angered at being called a little prince, and Demona squeaked in pain-induced pleasure. "FUCK yes!" she called out.

Aladdin knew he couldn't take much more. As slutty as Jasmine had become, she never completely lost her inhibitions the way Demona had. He always felt there was some part of Jasmine still in control, still resisting complete sexual release. He craved unlocking that part of her, but for now he could only lose himself in the sensations Demona was causing. His cock started to spasm as he thought of how the stone villianess was giving herself completely to him, the way even his own wife could (or would) not.

"That's it, little prince," Demona encouraged, sensing his impending orgasm and knowing he would react strongly to her second description of him as a plaything. "FUCK you!" Aladdin screamed, thrusting fully in and grabbing her breasts with all his might. "Yesssss..." Demona hissed, feeling the first strong spurt of human come in her stone cunt.

Aladdin lost complete control, his body pounding of its own accord. He manhandled her breasts, grabbing and squeezing them mercilessly, which only turned the slutty girl on that much more. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over the Arabian prince as he pounded away, the cum unleashing itself in torrents within her willing snatch.

Finally the animalistic coupling was complete, and with a satisfied grunt Aladdin pulled himself free. A strand of sticky jism dangled off his cock, still connected to Demona's sopping slit. "Oh God," she breathed, "That was nice." Aladdin could only grunt his agreement, he was so out of breath from the frantic coupling.

"But you didn't make me come," Demona stated forcefully, her tone startling Aladdin out of his post-coital reverie. With narrowed eyes she stared at him, then pointed a stone finger at her cunt.