Less widom, more pleasure, less clothes this time.

Links skillful middle finger, rough and calloused from his archery, swordfighting and bomb usage, was as nimble, as skillful and as gentle as a trained dancer as it plunged into Zeldas sopping womanhood, drawing a deep gasp and a moan from her as Link felt her juices splashing his hand. he twisted his finger within her, feeling her innermost walls, til he felt her highly sensitive G-Spot, right where her Triforce piece would be on her beautiful pelvis.

As he hit her most sensitive spot, her whole body seized as she was wracked with orgasms. With his right hand Link held her back and let her fall into his embrace, as a brilliant light once more engulfed her in light. As she rode out her orgasms, Link had to look away, such was the intensity. It lasted longer than before, but it, too, faded.

When once more he looked, Link saw his princesses smiling and lovely face. THen he saw a lot more of her. Her elaborate royal gown, her shorts, her undergarments, everything but her silk gloves, stockings, and tiara, had been teleported off her frame. He felt the soft warmth of her beautiful, blemish free porcelain skin in his grip, the fingers of his left hand sinking in to her soft, extravagant heart shaped ass. FOr once in his life, Link was struck dumb by what he was seeing.

As the post orgasm fog lifted, Zelda looked at Link with admiration and love. TO have brought her such pleasure so easily, she knew that she was right to pledge herself to him and only to him, political marriages be damned. But as he continued to stare, she noticed that she felt the cool of the air all over her body, her beloveds touch without clothing. SHe looked down, and gave a startled yelp. She pulled from Links grip, and tried to hide her body out of modesty - though she was ill suited for the task. With one hand lowered to block his sight from her shaved, smooth snatch, her other was ill equipped to be able to hold the magnificent grandeur of her bosom. Each would take a whole arm of hers to full hold, so Link was still easily able to see her cork sized nipples and light pink areolae, set in the abundant milky whiteness of her breasts.

Link managed to find his voice again. "You highness! Is it an attack? Do not fear, I will defend you." He moved to draw his sword, turning towards the door, when a soft hand fell upon his shoulder.

"Do not be alarmed, my gallant knight. It seems that our triforce pieces can produce magic, even in the absence of the third piece."

"Before, as I wished for a way to defeat the demon kings army, your touch granted it to me. And after, as I wished for us to be more, ahem, intimate, it seems that as you touched closer to my triforce, my wish was again granted, leaving me naked before my beloved - you."

Link blushed. He had no idea that his feelings towards the princess were reciprocated in such a way, her wishing to be with him more than anything.

"So if we would need a great deal of magic" her eyes shifted from his face, to the floor, back to her battleplans. The lustful young woman had been deposed by the benevolent ruler and skilled tactician again. "THen it would be wise for us to create more of this magic. Link, please, once more place your hand near my womanhood."

And the lustful young woman was back. "As you wish, my princess. Though I must ask, why you would wish only my hand."

"Link, though I will take you within my bedchamber when the time is right, at this moment we cannot be sidetacked by pleasure. We need to make as much magic as possible, so I need the triforce on your hand."

He cocked an eyebrow and gave her a knowing smile. "That is not where my portion of the Triforce lies, princess."

She looked at him quizzicly. "What do you mean? Surely you must have it with you at all times?"

"Oh yes, princess. But what is on my hand is merely a sign that I hold it. Just as your piece chose your tender womanhood, my piece is somewhere altogether more...intimate."

He pulled off his tunic, showing off the muscles that a hundred battles had bless him with, and revealing a fat, wide bulge in his tights. Zelda gawped. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Any other man would have to shoved a dead Rope down their pants to make something like that. But her beloved - it was real. It was impossible, but it was real.

"By the godesses..." She whispered, mesmerized by the sight.

He grinned. "I hope this pleases you, your highness." he said as he pulled down his pants, freeing his unbelievable member. It snapped to attention, hard like steel. Zelda's jaw simply dropped looking at it. Longer and thicker tha her forearm, and covered with veins as thick as her little finger, it was an imposing weapon. At its base, a tuft of blonde pubic hair giving his cock the same part as the hair on his head. Below, a sack that looked like the giants wallet, hanging low with fat, full orbs of male power. And the head, wide, spear like, fat, and topped with the triforce of courage, glowing gold in the prescence of another piece. Zelda felt both her piece and pussy cry out in need and want of this magnificent member.

Link enjoyed the look of cock-shock his abundant gifts had given the princess. He embraced her. "So, my princess"He looked deep into her eyes as the head of his member nestled itself deep in the valley of her immense and beautiful bosom. "Shall we, make some magic?"