Disney World

You look at casinos, beaches and theme parks before settling on Disney World. You had been there many years back as a kid and had always wanted to go again.

Changing into some shorts and a t-shirt, you stop time and teleport to the theme park in Florida. You apparate into the middle of the park and are happy that your magical powers allow you to bypass the long lines in. Even though it's a Tuesday, the park is still packed with tourists and bustling with activity.

Using your rings, you go around the park to enjoy the attractions and rides. It's amazing how easy it is to get to the front of the line using mind control. By mid day, you started to get tired from the walking and people, and wanted to look for a quiet place to rest. You had just bought an corndog and walked into Frontierland, the part of the park that had a western theme.

You saw tape cordoning off a section of the area where there was a saloon. Looking around to make sure nobody was watching, you activate the invisibility ring and go beyond the tape into the saloon. Nobody was inside and it looked like the furniture and fixtures were in the process of being replaced. A door led out back and you can hear the sound of a lighter. Somebody must be smoking out there. Probably a park worker.

Taking a bite out of your corndog, you go out and realize that it's some sort of construction area where they build props for this section of the park. There was saddle posts, wooden stocks, barrels, and even a broken piano. Sitting on a wooden bench is a middle-eastern woman wearing a Princess Jasmine costume from Aladdin. She has a lit cigarette in one hand, and holding a phone to her ear with the other. She bears a great resemblance to the cartoon character and the skimpy blue top shows off her impressive bosom. Her midriff is exposed and it's obvious that she works out.

"I'm on break, it's so tiring being around all these kids. Especially the girls who tell you that you're their role model," Jasmine says into the phone. Her red lips puff on the cigarette between pauses.

About 5 feet in front of the bench is one of the stocks. It's currently unlocked and you wonder if it works.

"I know right? You should come join me. I'm chilling out behind the saloon in Frontierland. One of the maintenance guys showed me this place. It's great for getting away from the crowds," Jasmine says. She stands and you have an idea.

Creeping up quietly behind her, you wait for your opportunity. She continues chatting for a couple more minutes before hanging up and takes a step forward. Quickly, you stick a foot out to trip her forward and she falls perfectly into the cradle of the wooden stocks, with her head and hands landing where the nooks are. You close the stocks onto her and lock it before she can get up.

"What the fuck?" she exclaims. "Is somebody there? Hello? Help!"

You ignore her pleas for help and admire the wiggling ass in front of you, covered by the smooth blue pants. Walking around to the front, you take the corndog, which is also invisible, and shove it into Jasmine's mouth when she shouts again for help. It takes her by surprise and she doesn't know how to react to the invisible object in her mouth. If she could see it, she would probably just have bitten it off.

Instead, Jasmine freezes, terrified of what's happening. You go back behind her and squeeze her supple breasts. She screams through the corndog, but nobody except for you can hear her. Pulling her top below her breasts, you play with her nipples while grinding her ass. She tries to struggle, but she has nowhere to go.

Her protests grow stronger when your hands move down her body to her hips and you dry hump her for a while through your shorts and her pants. When your cock is hard, you drop your shorts and slowly pull down Jasmine's shorts, revealing her plump brown ass. Despite her reactions, you can smell her arousal. You place your cock at the entrance of her pussy and speak, "It's just a corndog in your mouth. Bite down and it'll fall off."

Jasmine does as you say, and spits out the corndog. "Please! Please don't do this!" she begs.

You put a little pressure on her pussy, but not enough to penetrate her. "Nobody can hear you, and I think you can feel that this is going to happen," you say.

"Okay, okay. Just be gentle, okay?" she bargains.

"Only if you sound like you want it." You push the head of your cock in.

"Okay, okay," Jasmine says quickly. "Please fuck me! Please give your big cock."

You push your cock in and out slowly, gradually increasing the length of your cock inside her.

"Yeah baby. You like that? Give it to me." It didn't take long for Jasmine to adapt.

Eventually you speed up a little until you reach a comfortable pace, while not hurting Jasmine. She appears to be genuinely enjoying it as she's gone to moaning and whispering 'yeah' repeatedly.

"The maintenance guy. Did you let him fuck you?" you ask out of the blue.

"What? Oh. Yes..." she moans.

"How many guys in the park have you fucked?"

"I don't know... maybe 10 to 15."

You start to fuck her harder. "Wow, you're a slut, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I'm a slut. Is that what you want to hear? Fuck me, I'm a slut!" That drives you over the edge and you give her pussy a few more poundings before cumming inside her.

"Will you let me go now?" Jasmine asks when she feels your cock pull out.

You pull your shorts back up, tucking your cock away. "Not yet, I'll be right back," you say and leave her there.