Aladdin is alone.

As Jasmine moved past the massive doors of the library, she found that Aladdin was alone. This surprised her somewhat, but deep down inside she was pleased that her devoted husband had not given in to the debauchery of the party.

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" she asked as she stepped into the room.

"Oh, hi, Jasmine!" Aladdin exclaimed as he spun around. "You startled me!"

"I'm sorry, baby," she replied. "What are you doing here in the library all by yourself? I was afraid you had gone to get some action!" Jasmine chuckled as she said this, but the relief in her voice was clear.

"Well, Mulan almost wouldn't take no for an answer but then Mushu came by and said he was "ready to do his tongue thing" even though he was a dragon, and she ran off all giggles. To tell you the truth, you're the only woman I really want to be with."

The sincerity of Aladdin's statement made the princess swoon. "I love you too!" she proclaimed.

"You know, hun," Aladdin added in a consiratorial voice, "All the sex around here DOES have me pretty turned on..."

"Yeah, me too," answered Jasmine. "This table looks like just about the right height..."

Aladdin grinned from ear to ear. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"If you're thinking about eating me out until I come and then bending me over the table and fucking me then I am!" was Jasmine's giddy reply. She walked over to a huge oak table and slid her baggy pants and thong down around her ankles. She leaned back, offering Aladdin unimpeded access to her shaved pussy.

"As you command, my princess," Aladdin joked as he got on his hands and knees in front of her. He used his fingers to tickle her clit and then spread her pussy lips, inhaling the sweet aroma of her already aroused cunt. Without excessive preamble, he leaned in and licked her with gusto. Jasmine loved violent oral sex, and Aladdin was all too happy to oblige. He nibbled at her clit, eliciting squeaks of pleasure, and then stuck his tongue as far in her slit as he could. He alternated patterns, knowing exactly how to manipulate his grateful wife. When he sensed her getting close to orgasm he reached a hand up and starting sliding a finger around her sensitive asshole.

"Oh, God, Aladdin! If you do that I'm going to come!" she exclaimed breathlessly. With that in mind, he stuck his finger right in and redoubled his mouthing efforts on her pussy. It didn't take long of the anal finger-fucking and expert mouthwork before she arched her back and jammed her dripping pussy against Aladdin's face. Jasmine was not usually a screamer, but this time was an exception. She kept bucking her hips in the air, and Aladdin did not let up his dual **** on her erogenous zones.

Finally Jasmine came down from her erotic high. With a breathy sigh she thanked him for the orgasm. "Now," she said, still out of breath, "I think you've earned a reward, my prince." She rolled her body over on the table and dropped her legs to the floor. In this position her full tits were smashed against the wood table but her ass was thrust in the air awaiting Aladdin's invasion.

For his part, Aladdin's rock-hard dick was straining at his puffy pants. He slid them down his legs and removed them but noticed with erotic pleasure that Jasmine's clothes were still around her ankles. There was no time for further foreplay; Aladdin needed to fuck her now. He moved right in, and Jasmine's sloppy pussy eagerly accepted his tool, like it was sucking it in. "Oh, God, you're wet tonight!" he exlaimed.

"That's because I want you, lover. I want you to fuck me, HARD!"

Aladdin didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed a firm hold of her curvaceous hips and started pounding with abandon. With each thrust he pulled out until only the tip of his dick was still inside her, then he pushed forward until his balls slapped against her perfect ass. Each time he slid in she would grunt and moan, and for the split second when he almost pulled out of her she would whimper in frustration, wanting nothing more than to be filled up again.

Aladdin set up a rhythm that let him enjoy both animalistic sounds from his wife which heightened the intense feelings her sopping pussy was transmitting to his fuck-tool. Unexpectedly, her pussy muscles clenched like a vise, which sent Aladdin over the edge. The orgasm had even snuck up on Jasmine, and for the second time in a night she screamed like a whore. Aladdin's seed pumped freely into her spasming cunt, as he continued pounding against the additional pressure of her squeezing hole. He grunted with each thrust, finally adding, "Ohh, yeah, take it, BITCCCCCH!" before he was spent. His body collapsed onto hers, mashing her breasts and sensitive nipples even harder against the table.

For a few moments she enjoyed the post-coital bliss of having his cock still inside her, but eventually his weight became painful as she was crushed against the table. As best she could with even her cheek against the wood she asked, "Honey, let's get up now. This kind of hurts."

"It'ssss only your INTRODUCTION to pain, my sssslave!" is what she heard. Still, the weight lessened enough for her to lean up (although her pussy was still full of cock and come). As she turned her head she was shocked to see Jafar in his snake-master form, a wicked smile on his face and his slitted tongue flicking from his mouth.

"A masssster ssssorccccerer can take whatever form he wissshesss, sssstupid bitchhhhh! Pretending to be your sssstreet rat hussssband wassss a sssstroke of geniussss!" he bragged.

Jasmine tried to pull away but she was still pinned between the table and the horrible form of Jafar. Her mind reeled--that was the best sex she'd ever had, and to find out it wasn't Aladdin at all but the evil ex-vizier! She despised him and was especially repulsed by his snake form, but there he was with his still-hard cock filling her pussy even now. Before she had time to think further, she felt movement inside her pussy that caused her to moan involuntarily. Jafar's smile grew even wider. "I have more planssss for you, princessss!" The dick inside Jasmine was clearly moving around inside her, like a snake itself. "By the end of the night, you won't know the differencccce between pleasssure and pain!" He laughed like only wicked villians can, leaving Jasmine terrified about what was in store...