Pounce!

As she wraps a hand around your cock, you suddenly leap forward, grabbing hold of her wrist as you jump to your feet and shove her forwards, twisting her around as you do so so you have her arm twisted up behind her back.

"Eeek!" she cries, "What are you doing, that's not.."

"Not fair?" you snap, shoving her forward so she's bent over the table, your crotch bumping against her round, plump ass, "As unfair as trying to **** me?"

With your free hand, you grab hold of her voluminous skirts and begin to hike them up so you can have access to her honeypot.

"It's thematically appropriate!" she squeals, thrashing, "Enchanted food is a staple of fairy-tales - ooooh!"

The last comes as you've finally bunched up enough of her skirts to reveal her ass, and slipped your free hand between her legs. She's not wearing any underwear - she must have been pretty confidant of winning with her **** food trick. You wonder how many guys she's defeated that way - though if they're dumb enough to fall for that trick, you decide that they probably deserved to lose. You can't see from your position, but from touch you can tell that her pussy is shaved clean, and dripping wet. She was anticipating victory alright.

"Well then, princess," you whisper into her ear as you stroke your dick to full hardness, "Are you prepared to be ravished?"

"Wait! No! You didn't give me a chance, let me - eeeeh!"

Impatient, you thrust forward, your cock sliding deep into her hot wet, unexpectedly tight insides with ease. She squeals and wriggles as you thrust hard in and out of her, each shudder and squirm just adding to your pleasure and excitement.

"Ahh! Oooh, oh my.. please I..."

You grunt and nudge her legs further apart with your knees, shoving her further forward so her crotch is rubbing against the edge of the table as you ream her. You're pretty worked up and unsure how long you can last, and hope that the extra stimulation will help get her off quicker. She certainly seem to be getting more into it.

"OOooh, Mm, no.. yes! Oooh, faster!"

You grin at the change ion her attitude, she's forgetting about the contest, forgetting about losing, lost in the pleasure your rock hard dick is giving her. You take a rick and speed up, slamming into her as fast and hard as you can, the rhythmic squelch of the pounding you're giving her audible even over her increasingly wanton cries.

"Mmm, you're really enjoying this, I can tell. What are you?" you tease, " A princess or a harlot?"

"I'm... a... princess.." she moans in time to your thrusts, "I'm... a... princess! I'm a pretty pretty Princesssss! Oooooh!"

You feel her clench tightly, spastically, around you as her orgasm hit her, cumming hard, shuddering and yelling. You've won! You're at the brink yourself, too - where do you want to finish?