A peachy princess

Ethan awoke to the sound of an umbrella clicking open and closed, a tad impatiently, but still courteous enough to wait for his attention before stopping and resting the parasol over their shoulder. Meeting his eyes, the blonde figure, curvaceous in a pink dress, hummed giddily and wore a wholesome smirk as she met his gaze.

"You're awake my little plumber; you deserve a reward for finding me,-"

"wha- how are you here?" Ethan interjected; remembering leaving the charm on an old peach amibo, his hands now clutching over his blanket and his eyes unable to leave the massive rear tented up by her long skirt.

"heh well this is the correct castle, or at least the one I'm in anyway. I'm glad that you decided to take me away here; Bowser's castle gets a bit stale even with all the lava and, should have a more delicately-intimate party than what that koopa can give me, I gotta pass the time before the brothers show up." She lifted her skirt in a wide courtesy motion, and kept going; folding it in her grasp, showing the pink thigh-highs running up her thick legs and a lightly wet pink thong squeezing against her seething pussy.

With a fast unzip, the ring of ruffled fabric came off of her; leaving her undressed at her lower half with just a corset shaping her upper with her breasts raised. "let's see what kind of pipe I'm working with" she teased, tugging away his blanket and exposing his tented boxers.

She laughed and straddled him, "You might not be able to match up with the brothers, but do you want to see how long you can last playing this game?" she said, rubbing her crotch to his and flattening herself against him; her face close to his and her thighs squishing over his legs.

"y-yes" Ethan muttered with the tightness of her weight and bust over his chest.

"Goody~!" Peach cheered, dry-humping him for a thrust and making him even harder; conveniently before she reached for his dick and after a bit of affectionate groping, she placed it within her thigh gap; letting it feel across her clothed cunt, her thighs, and her ass from her prone'd embrace.

"Okay, the rules are that if you spray all your cream on my bottom, then you lose and have to do something for me as punishment, but if I lose my royal composure, as it were-" she said with a blush at the euphemism of squirting on his cock, "- you get to use me however you want~" she ended by puckering her plump pink lips for a kiss near Ethan's ear.

"Alright, Time to get started!" She announced, suddenly wrenching her weight up and down, as she kept her thick thighs locked together.

Her softness pressed meatily onto him, her caked-up, and thick body suddenly tensing up with the muscles of a seasoned tennis pro. Ethan's cock skin was pulled down towards the base by the grip she clenched, and her cheeks practically fluttered over his tip, her pussy dribbled at his root.

Peach looked down at him smugly, with him nestled just over her cleavage and against the crook of her neck. He could slightly peer over and see her fat thong'd ass, jiggling as she rocked his bed, and himself slowly getting lubed up by her wetness and his own precum.

She panted with hot breath at her every shake made downward, but these turned Ethan on more than she was to hear his whimpering. He thought of what a perfect bimbo-queen she was, how much he wanted to plow her bubble gum lips, suck her pink tits, stretch out her ass, and most of all fill her tight noble peach with all of his 'cream', but all those thoughts were just acting against him now.

The feeling of her tight thighs clenched made a virgin like him wonder in amazement how tight her ass had to be in comparison to a couple legs locked, and just how intense her warm heat grinding against him would be if it was around his cock. Even through the tight corset top of her dress, her tits pressed like a couple of watermelon sized marshmallows that had a more than hefty bounce springing onto him, rising as she took deep breaths and cutely moaned affectionately at his every shudder in pleasure.

Her thick thighs, tight ass, toned stomach, soft tits, cute mouth, hands trailing over him, and most of all her hot pussy were all too much for someone lacking in any experience. She could see it on his face and felt even more perverse pride as she fapped against him again and again.

"Looks like I win this time-" *Huff* "-but you should still get a consolation prize, come on let it go. You've been a good boy."*Huff*" Let it all out for playing hard!" she cheered in a frenzied rush, clapping her ass hard and fast over his tip with her thighs tensing as hard as they could while her pussy drooled in monarchistic superiority; almost making her lose, if that was possible.

On instinct and not caring anymore, Ethan's hands landed roughly on her soft globes, pulling her closer to him on the last thrust; enjoying the subtle feeling of her twitches on him, as she felt the more **** twitches of him and his cock. His cum fired up in the air away from any goal he'd prefer to be shooting off into, but all the same was pulled back down by gravitiy, painting her perfect ass and to a lesser degree, his hands as it flowed down her hips and thighs after coating her rear well enough.

Ethan didn't get to creampie or well even fuck her, but his spirit was still content with nutting and feeling her on top of him; his breath panting out peacefully as his body still trembled and his mind dazed happily.

She shook him out of his stupor, reminding "That was your consolation, but you've still got a penalty to take~"; nagging him as cutely as possible with her lower half clenching briefly to get his attention.