Full, Rapunzel, 1 hour

I don't know how long I'll be stuck in this movie. I look at Eugene and smile. I lean in for another kiss, this one more passionate than the last. It had been so long since i have felt the passion i decide to lose myself in this moment. I hold Eugene's face in my hands moving myself so i press closer against him. I feel his hands on my back pulling me closer. I feel a fire between my legs growing as his tongue slips between my lips.

I break off the kiss, but Eugene is relentless. I feel his hands on my back, pulling me closer. His lips kiss along my neck eliciting a soft moan from my lips. I move so my body is straddling him, my chest at his lips. His hands move to my hips, moving my body against his. I can hardly feel him against me, the layers of my dress inhibiting our intimacy. As if he could read my mind, I feel my dress loosen around my chest. The draw strings holding it in place has been untied with a thief's precision.

"Eugene!" I smile, his smolder the only answer i get in return. "If I can't trust you to behave I think I'll have to take matters into my own hands" I grab Eugene's wrists, pulling them in front of me. I raise them above his head, still kissing him as I do. With a click, I lock his other wrist against the column. I smile, my finger gently against his lips. "Don't fight it"

I stand up, looking down at my true love. I want him, i wasn't to be with him more than anything. I also want this to last, to be special. I know that it will be, so I tease him. I turn my back to him and reach behind me to the strings he loosened. I loosen them more, then pull the dress apart. I slide the dress off my shoulders and to the floor.

I'm now dressed in a tight corset and silk slip. I reach behind and untie the corset, I drop it to the floor. I lift my hands to the sky, relishing in the freedom from the right garment. I hear Eugene shuffle a little, trying to get a better view of my perky little breasts.

My checks flush with the knowledge of what I'm going to do with this thief, with my love. Just a couple days ago I didn't know anything beyond this tower, beyond myself or my mother. Now i was going to give myself to this man. I untie my slip, letting that join my dress on the floor. Eugene is rewarded with the sight of my long toned legs leading up to my petite round ass. A shiver runs along my skin, no one but Gothel had seen me like this before.

I turn around, giggling as Eugene gawks at my lithe form. I move over to him again, my hand patting his shirt to feel his chest heaving from the touch. "Oh Rapunzel" my lips press against his at the same time my body does. I feel the warmth between my legs press against his firm manhood, straining against his pants. I reach between my legs, untie his pants and reach for him. His head rests against my shoulder, giving me soft kisses as i stroke his hard cock. I pull his face into my chest after freeing his phallus. Eagerly his lips suction around my nipple. I play with his hair, moaning at the feeling of him in my hand and against my chest. I rub his head against my entrance, getting him slick and preparing myself for him.

"You feel good" I moan, moving my hips so he rubs against my sensitive spot. I close my eyes to enjoy the feeling more. I hear his breath quicken, then catch as I tease him some more. Finally, when I've become ready i position him at my entrance. Slowly my body accepts him. I wince only once when I feel him stop against my virtue. I push him deeper, each inch spreading me further until I'm filled. I look down into his brown eyes. I lift his chin, pull him into a kiss. He starts to squirm under me, rubbing and twitching inside me. I moan, the feeling of him unlike anything I had felt before. I begin to move, grinding against him, sliding along his length. As my body adjusts to him I begin to speed up. I hold his head to my chest as his cock impaled me, driving my body to greater heights. What little motion he can supply, he does, lifting up in time as I settle onto him. I reach for the keys, unlocking his wrists just so I can feel his hands on my body.

Finally released our passion multiples, his hands guiding my body. I can feel myself inching closer to my climax, each touch, breath and movement marching its way towards the inevitable. Eugene moves faster, almost frantic in his motions. "Oh yes" I fel his fingers dig into my thighs as he thrusts into me. I'm so close i don't stop as I feel his cock twitch inside me, then I am filled by a warmth. I hold his head as I....

I don't get release. I'm back on my couch, the movie is showing Rapunzel meeting her parents. I don't know how I feel, my mind is aroused, expecting the orgasm that never came, but my body is just now starting to stir with that awakening. I think about what happened while looking at the settings. My hour must have expired. I groan in frustration, knowing that where the movie is at, I can't recapture the moment.

My checks are flush just thinking about the experience. It seemed so real, it was amazing. But not exactly the way it feels here. It's almost as if the world shapes how the passion happens. As Rapunzel I was well manicured, passionate, but the little things like messed up hair or sweat weren't a problem. And the ease with which the orgasm was approaching was a skill few lovers possessed. Except Eugene, bound was able to perform. I wanted to get back there, to finish, but it wasn't real.