12 comments/ 33021 views/ 18 favorites Princess & The Pauper By: GeorgeTasker This is just a quick little ditty that I thought someone might get a kick out of... not to be taken too seriously. ***** Sweetest Princess Juniper, You have stolen my heart, my sweet cherry pie. I love you more than anything in this world. I would give you the stars in the sky. You will taste so good when we finally are together. Love always, Periwinkle "He's so dreamy," cooed Princess Juniper, clutching the letter to her substantial bosom. The lovely young princess had long golden hair, angelic, innocent features and an enticingly curvaceous figure. She was only eighteen years old and had never felt this way about someone before. The Princess's older sister Marigold rolled her eyes. "I don't know Juniper," she warned. "That line about you tasting good is a little creepy." Juniper shook her head vehemently. "Periwinkle is talking about the taste of my soft lips. He said they were like rose petals last week, and something about my flower too." Marigold sighed and shook her head. "But he's a pauper!" she complained. "And besides. You haven't even seen him, he might be ugly." Juniper was not listening to her sisters arguments. "Love is blind. I don't care what he looks like," Juniper was staring out the castle window, imagining the sight of her handsome pauper dream man. "I know what his heart is like from the words he writes to me. He is beautiful." "You're ridiculous," scolded her older sister. "He's a peasant, and we know nothing about him. There's no future for you. Father would never let you marry a pauper." Princess Juniper gave a sad sigh. She was still staring longingly out of the castle window. "I know. But love will conquer all. Periwinkle said that our love is stronger than any castle wall. We will be together." The beautiful princess stared down at her treasured love letter one more time, taking in the romantic words her pauper darling had written. There was a grubby smudge near the bottom of the letter, just below his name. Juniper clutched the letter to her breast again and let out a wistful sigh as she pictured her handsome sweetheart taking her in his arms. "We'll find a secret place in the woods and live off the land," she told her sister, her eyes vacant as she pictured their perfect life. "I don't need riches or castles. I just need the love of my Periwinkle." Princess Marigold wrinkled her nose. "I'd prefer Prince Oleander," she told her younger sister. "Not only is he handsome and brave, he's also even richer than father." Juniper shook her head. "That's so shallow. What me and Periwinkle have is true love." Marigold sighed in defeat. "You're crazy," she told her sister as she stood up and headed for the door. "I'm going to do some needlework." Juniper smiled happily, stepping away from the bedroom window and walking over to her writing desk. She reached into the bodice of her dress and carefully pulled out a key that was concealed deep in her impressive cleavage. Princess Juniper sat down at the desk and unlocked the drawer, sliding it open. She then pulled open a secret panel at the bottom of the drawer, revealing a small pile of letters. With a contented sigh, she placed the new letter on the top of the pile and then closed the secret panel and locked the drawer shut. She took a sheet of fresh parchment and placed it on the centre of her desk, smoothing it out with both hands as she considered her reply. Juniper took a quill and dipped the tip in her pot of ink. Dearest Periwinkle, When will we be together? I dream of you every night and every day we are apart. My heart, body and soul belong to you. Lots of love, Your cherry pie. Juniper gave a small sigh as she re-read her letter. She was always careful not to sign her own name. If her father the king new that she was writing love letters to a peasant then he would end it, and probably end lovely Periwinkle too. She pursed her full, ruby-red lips and blew softly on the letter to dry the ink. She then carefully folded the letter and sealed it with a small blob of wax. Princess Juniper then stood up and went to her bedroom door, peering out into the hallway. There was a young guardsman standing on duty, holding a tall halberd and dressed in a royal blue surcoat. "Cal, get in here," she whispered. Guardsman Caladium had served as Princess Juniper's personal guard for the past six years. In that time, the young soldier had watched the princess transform from an awkward young teenager, into one of the most beautiful women in the kingdom. Princess Juniper's beauty was famed throughout the realm, and Caladium considered himself truly blessed to be able to gaze upon her on a daily basis. "I need you to deliver another letter Cal," Juniper told him as she ushered him into her room and pushed the door shut to ensure they were in private. Caladium glanced nervously at the door. If he was found alone with the beautiful princess, his days as a guard were numbered. "It's too dangerous," he stammered anxiously. "I could be thrown in the dungeon if I get caught." Princess Juniper sighed in annoyance. "I thought we had an arrangement?" The guardsman swallowed, unable to help himself from glancing down at Princess Juniper's deep cleavage. The bodice of the priceless gown she was wearing was laced tightly across her magnificent bosom, the plump upper slopes of her ample melons swelling up enticingly from the low cut neckline of the dress. Juniper caught the guards gaze and looked even more irritated. "Do you want to see them again then?" she said impatiently. Caladium's throat went dry. "Yes please," he whispered, his voice fading to a scratchy croak. Princess Juniper rolled her eyes in exasperation and reached up, untying the lacings on the front of her gown. "Oh God," croaked Caladium as the front of the busty princesses dress loosened and more of the substantial globes of her breasts became visible. If he was to be caught with her in this state, it would be his head. But Princess Juniper was so beautiful, and her breasts... were fricking huge. "Uh!" Caladium gave an unintelligible grunt of lust as Juniper pulled open the bodice of her gown and her ample tits burst free. Princess Juniper's big breasts were absolutely perfect. They were large and round, but barely sagged at all, jutting proudly out from her chest and seeming to defy gravity. Her soft, olive skin was flawless and the firm, round melons were topped by hard, dark nipples that poked out from the small circles of her areola. Caladium's previously dry mouth was now watering at the sight of the princess's perfect tits. "So you'll deliver the letter now?" she asked impatiently as she held open the front of her dress, trying her best to ignore the excited leer the guardsman was giving her exposed bosom. "C-can I touch them?" whispered Caladium, licking his lips and not taking his eyes of the ample globes that Juniper had presented to him. Princess Juniper resisted the urge to slap the insolent solider. "Fine. Make it quick though." Caladium gave a small whimper as he reached up with both hands and gently cupped Princess Juniper's magnificent bare breasts his hands. He moaned as he felt the vast sphere's completely filling his hands, and the hard buds of her nipples pressing against the centre of his palms. Her breasts felt so warm, soft and smooth, they were absolutely perfect in every way. "Oh God," groaned Caladium as he gave the Princess's royal jugs a slight squeeze, marvelling at the firmness of her massive breasts. He'd once got a titfuck from a busty milkmaid. She'd had a nice big pair of tits, but nothing like these puppies. Princess Juniper was truly blessed with the finest breasts in the entire kingdom. "Okay, that's enough," announced the Princess, reaching up and pushing the guardsman's hands off her tits. As Juniper started to re-lace the front of her bodice, Caladium gave a small disappointed sigh. Her tits had felt so good. Inside his codpiece, his cock was an iron pole. "I'll make sure your letter is delivered right away," he promised, giving her a low bow. Caladium took one last, lingering look at her bust. As Juniper was pulling the lacings tight on her gown, her breasts bulged upwards above the neckline of the gown. It was a mind-boggling sight. Caladium gave a second bow and then reluctantly departed. "The things I do for love," murmured Princess Juniper once the guard had closed the door. She wandered over to the window again and stared forlornly out at the city below. Somewhere, down there, her love Periwinkle was waiting. *** Sweetest Juniper, Very soon I will pluck the flower of our love and we will be together. Alas I am unable to come to you at the castle, but perhaps you could come to me. I will be waiting tonight at the Roasted Boar Tavern. Find the yellow rose and you will find your true love. Kisses on all your pink parts, Periwinkle "What does this one say?" asked Princess Marigold. She sounded a little bored. "Ah... the usual stuff," replied Princess Juniper distractedly. Her heart was racing. He wanted to meet her! She suddenly felt nervous. What if he didn't like her when they met in person? "Oh, I ran into Prince Oleander yesterday," gushed Marigold. "He's even more handsome than I remember." "Mmm hmm..." hummed Juniper in disinterest. She was barely listening to her sister. All she could think about was Periwinkle. Could she sneak out of the castle to see him? Maybe Caladium would help her? Although he'd probably want another look at her boobs in return. "He even talked to me," continued Marigold. "He said my hair looked nice. Can you believe that?" "Mmm," mumbled Juniper. She was imagining what it would feel like to kiss her handsome pauper. Would he take her up to one of the rooms in the tavern? What if he didn't like the way she looked? "Do you think he'll ask me to dance at the ball next week?" asked Marigold. "Mmm." Would Periwinkle have blonde hair or dark hair? Juniper wondered if his eyes were blue like she'd always imagined them to be. He'd probably be tall, and he'd have a strong jaw, she was sure of that, and the muscles on his arms... "Juniper!" snapped Marigold in irritation. "Are you even listening to me?" "Huh? What?" Juniper's daydreams about handsome young peasants were interrupted. "Sorry, what were you saying?" Marigold sighed. "Oh never mind. I'm going to get back to my needlework. You know, you really do need to give up on your pauper. There's no future in it." Princess Juniper nodded. "Yes, you're definitely right." *** Princess Juniper shivered as she hurried through the cold city streets towards the Roasted Boar Tavern. She spotted the sign above the Tavern door, unsurprisingly it depicted a boar getting spit-roasted above a campfire. Juniper pushed her way through the front door and into the bustling Tavern, the air thick with drunken conversation and smoke from the roaring fireplace on the far side of the common room. The beautiful Princess shrugged off the hood of her dark cloak, revealing her shining, golden blonde locks as she looked anxiously around for her secret lover. Juniper's breath caught in her throat as straight ahead of her stepped a tall, strapping young farmer. He had long blonde hair down to his collar, fine cheekbones and a strong jaw with a cute dimple in the middle. She couldn't tell for sure in the limited light, but he probably had blues eyes as well. Unfortunately there was no yellow rose though. The handsome commoner pushed past her as he headed for the door, barely giving her a second glance. Juniper gave a disappointed sigh. Perhaps Periwinkle had already left and she was too late? Or maybe that had been him, but he'd hidden his rose when he saw her. Determined to look her best, Princess Juniper pulled off her cloak. Beneath she was wearing a basic, rough-spun brown dress that she'd stolen from one of the maid's back at the castle. After all, her disguise would be ruined if she wore one of her expensive silk or satin gowns. The dress itself was very plain, but it fit her figure well, it clung to her narrow waist and was tight across her pert round ass. The bodice of the dress was far too small for Juniper's expansive bosom though, and her large breasts were bulging up above the neckline even more than usual, but the effect did accentuate her magnificent cleavage in a most mouth-watering manner. Juniper flicked her blonde hair back over her shoulder and sauntered sexily through the crowd of peasants drinking by the bar, determined to find her beloved Periwinkle with his yellow rose. On the off chance that Periwinkle had already spotted her, Juniper made sure to walk with a sexy sway to her shapely hips. Standing at the far end of the bar was another likely looking Periwinkle. He was tall and strong looking, with short, jet black hair and was looking in her direction with the bluest, dreamiest eyes that Juniper had ever seen. The man was wearing a sleeveless leather vest that left his powerful looking arms bare. They were rippled with muscle and Juniper assumed he was a blacksmith or something strong like that. Princess Juniper was about to approach the handsome young blacksmith, when she noticed that he didn't have a yellow rose either. Before the curvy Princess could even sigh in disappointment she felt a hand on her ass. "Hey!" she yelped in surprise as she felt her firm round bum getting pinched. Juniper spun around to see a short, bearded man grinning at her. He was reasonably well dressed compared to the rest of the Tavern's customers, probably a merchant of some sort. He was quite a bit older than Juniper, probably about forty, her father, the king's age. "Hello there beautiful," the merchant said, his leering gaze dropping to her boobs, one eyebrow raising as he saw how tightly they were stuffed into the bodice of her dress, threatening to pop out if she breathed too hard. "Crikey! Nice knockers!" Juniper gasped in surprise, her hands lifting up to cover, unsuccessfully, her enormous breasts. She'd never had anyone so openly admire her, not even that guard Caladium. "How about you and me head upstairs for a little fun?" the man asked, he was grinning widely, licking his lips as his eyes took in the sight of Juniper's small, delicate hands, cupping her own huge boobs. Juniper quickly checked to make sure he wasn't carrying a yellow rose. "No, most definitely not!" She was actually greatly relieved to see he didn't have a rose. Her Periwinkle would never be crude like that. Nice knockers indeed! The man pouted a little from behind his bristly beard. "Aw, come on. I'll make it worth your while," he patted a pouch on his belt and Juniper heard the clinking of coins. "No!" Juniper repeated, quickly hurrying away from the crude groper. Perhaps coming here had been a mistake. The lovely princess was about to give up when she saw a yellow rose on a table near the rear of the common room. Juniper's heart leapt into her throat, it was Periwinkle! She was finally going to meet him in person. The pauper that had stolen her heart with his romantic letters was waiting for her. Periwinkle, however, wasn't quite what Princess Juniper had been expecting. Were it not for the yellow rose, Juniper would probably have mistaken the man for a beggar. He was old, even older than the merchant that had just accosted her, maybe even sixty. He was balding and rather plump, with a shadow of coarse grey stubble over his chin and cheeks and a rather unsightly red birth mark on his bald forehead. He was dressed in what looked like dirty brown rags and he was clutching a mug of ale in front of him, his hands covered by woollen, fingerless gloves. As Princess Juniper paused, staring in surprise at the old man he spotted her. "Juniper?" he exclaimed, standing up and looking back at the Princess in open admiration. Princess Juniper wasn't sure how to react. She was finally seeing her true love in person, but...he wasn't anything like she had imagined. The old man was gesturing urgently at Juniper to come and sit with him, but she remained frozen, staring silently at the old beggar. Juniper took a deep breath, reminding herself of Periwinkle's beautiful letters. Love is blind, and his heart was beautiful. He was her one true love. She tentatively approached his table and started to sit down opposite him, her eyes wide as she couldn't help but stare at the angry red birthmark on his forehead. "No Juniper," he said, patting the bench beside him. "Please come and sit beside me, my love." Princess Juniper bit her lip in apprehension and nodded, moving around to the table and shuffling down the short bench to sit close to her dreamy pauper. She wrinkled her nose a little as she smelt a mixture of odours coming from the old man, mostly sweat and stale ale, but she had to remind herself that the common man did not bathe daily like the nobility. Those were good, honest and hardworking aromas. "Y-you're Periwinkle?" she stammered uncertainly. "I am," he replied with a wide smile, Juniper couldn't help but stare at his yellow teeth, several of them chipped or missing. Periwinkle scooped up the yellow rose and handed it to her. Juniper smiled politely as she accepted the rose. This was the moment she'd been dreaming of...wasn't it? "You look even more beautiful than I imagined," breathed Periwinkle, looking her up and down in open admiration, his gaze lingering briefly on her expansive bosom. "You are the brightest star in the skies," he added poetically. Juniper swallowed and nodded at his complement. Normally if she had read those words in one of his love letters, her heart would have fluttered in excitement, but for some reason they didn't quite seem to have the same effect on her coming from the lips of this smelly, old beggar. Was that onion on his breath or something worse? But Periwinkle was her true love, her heart's desire. She gave a determined sigh and sat up straighter in her seat, pushing her magnificent breasts out even further. This was her moment... their moment. "I've dreamt about this moment every night," Periwinkle told her, almost as if reading her thoughts. "I'm so happy that we can finally be together." Juniper couldn't help but tense a little as he put an arm around her and pulled her closer. She had to remind herself that she was not shallow like Marigold, her love with Periwinkle was pure and perfect. They were soul-mates. Suddenly Periwinkle reached up, turning her head towards him and pulling her mouth in towards his for a kiss. Juniper was startled at first, and had to resist her initial instinct to shove him away. Instead, she closed her eyes and did her best to kiss the old pauper back, ignoring his rather foul, beer-smelling breath. Periwinkle moaned as he kissed the beautiful eighteen year old princess. By the time they broke off their kiss, Juniper was breathless and her heart was really racing this time. She wasn't sure if that was from love and excitement, or from the effort of kissing the old man's horrible smelling mouth back. "I'm sorry to be so forward Juniper," apologised Periwinkle. "Your beauty made me lose control." Before Juniper could forgive him, he once again pulled her mouth back to his for a kiss. This time, Juniper's eyes went wide as she felt Periwinkle slide his hoary old tongue into her mouth as they passionately snogged. Juniper moaned slightly as the old beggar reached up and squeezed her right breast through her dress. She almost shoved him away at his crude touch, but then relaxed and reminded herself that he was her true-love and this was what people in love did. Periwinkle's tongue eagerly probed inside the beautiful princess's mouth as he groped her enormous royal boobs and even pinched her nipples through her maid's dress. They kissed for several minutes as the beggar's hands wandered freely all over Princess Juniper's lush, curvaceous body, even sliding down to roughly squeeze her ass. Princess & The Pauper When he finally came up for air, Juniper was feeling quite flustered. She hadn't expected Periwinkle to be quite so...passionate. This was all happening so fast. The old beggar thrust his empty beer mug into her hands. "Get me another ale will you love? I'm parched." Princess Juniper nodded wordlessly and stood up, heading for the bar, grateful for a moment to gather her thoughts. As she left Periwinkle's table he reached out and slapped her on her shapely, royal ass. "Get one for yourself too love." At the bar she ordered two ales, figuring that she had to remain in character as a commoner so she should drink the ale as well. She paid the barman with a couple of coppers and he passed her two rather large tankards of foaming ale. Suddenly Juniper felt a hand sliding across her ass, squeezing her peachy bum. She yelped and turned around. It was the same middle aged merchant that had groped her earlier. She gave an irritated sigh. "Changed your mind beautiful?" he asked hopefully, patting his coin purse again as he leered eagerly at her expansive bosom. Juniper frowned angrily and gave a curt shake of her head. She pushed past the lecherous merchant and made her way quickly back to the table where her true love was waiting for her. She passed Periwinkle one of the tankards as she sat back down and he took a long swallow, gulping down almost three quarters of the ale all at once. He gave a satisfied belch, his chin glistening with booze that had dribbled from his mouth. "I missed you," he murmured, pulling her in for another kiss. Juniper grimaced as the old beggar's tongue crudely slid into her mouth again. His breath tasted even more of the foul beer than it had earlier. "You are absolutely beautiful my love," he told her. "You drive me crazy." To Juniper's astonishment, he took hold of her hand and placed it on his bulging crotch. She clearly felt his hard erection through his grubby trousers, and gave a shocked gasp. "You're hard!" she whispered, it almost felt like his old peasant cock was throbbing beneath her fingers. "Of course I am," replied Periwinkle. "Like I said, you're so beautiful." Juniper desperately wanted to pull her hand away, but she realised that wasn't what Periwinkle's true love would do. They were in love so it was perfectly natural for her to want to touch him, and for him to touch her. Right? She decided that the best thing to do to cover her initial revulsion was to put in an even bigger effort. Juniper reached down with her other hand, stroking his bulging crotch with both hands. He really did feel huge inside those grubby trousers, not that the beautiful blonde princess had a lot of experience with erections. Periwinkle moaned as she rubbed his cock with her soft hands and he leant forward and started kissing her again, his hands reaching up to squeeze her big breasts through the bodice of her dress. Juniper winced as the old beggar roughly pinched her nipples through the rough-spun wool of her dress, and at the same time he moved his mouth, kissing his way down her smooth neck and nuzzling his bristly chin against her throat. "Oh Periwinkle, it's so good to be with you," she murmured as her fingers traced the hard pole of his cock through his pants. Periwinkle moaned, his tongue sliding across her throat. Somehow he'd got one of his hands down into the impossibly tight front of Juniper's bodice and he was groping and squeezing one of her massive bare breasts, her nipple hard against his palm. They continued like that for several minutes, Juniper rubbing somewhat reluctantly at his erection and his hand stuffed down into her cleavage, fondling her. When they finally broke apart Juniper couldn't help but give a relieved sigh. This wasn't exactly the way she'd envisioned her evening with her perfect pauper turning out. Periwinkle finished his beer in a quick gulp and looked down at her untouched beverage. "You going to finish that love?" Juniper shook her head and he grinned and grabbed it for himself, quickly downing the entire tankard in several quick swallows. "Let's go out into the alley out back," suggested Periwinkle once he was done, staring at Juniper with undisguised lust. Princess Juniper's eyes went wide in alarm. "What? Why?" Periwinkle suddenly frowned at her reluctance. "Hang on, what's going on here?" he demanded. He actually looked a little angry. "Do you love me or not?" Juniper paled, realising he had sensed her uncertainty. "I... of course I do!" she insisted, trying to convince herself as much as her true love. Periwinkle's eyes narrowed. "It's 'cause I'm poor ain't it?" Juniper paled. "No!" she protested. She didn't care if her dreamy peasant wasn't rich like Prince Oleander, she didn't care about money at all. Her love for Periwinkle was true love. Status and material possessions didn't matter. Periwinkle continued to look suspiciously at her. Clearly not believing her. "Let's go outside," suggested Princess Juniper, she couldn't stand the thought that Periwinkle believed she was shallow and cared about his lack of wealth. This seemed to placate the old beggar. He took her by the hand and led her through the crowded tavern and out the back door. The alley outside was cold, dark and dirty, filled with rubbish and grime. As soon as they were outside the tavern door, Periwinkle pushed her up against the wall of the alley and was hungrily kissing her again. As his foul tongue forced its way into her soft mouth yet again, the old beggar's hands were eagerly unlacing the front of Juniper's bodice. Juniper weakly kissed her true love back, trying to ignore the taste of the horrible ale he had been drinking. She was a little alarmed by his eagerness as he opened up the front of her dress, but she figured that if she'd been so willing to let Cal see her boobs, it seemed crazy to deny her true love the same opportunity. Periwinkle groaned as he pulled open the front of Princess Juniper's gown, revealing her enormous round knockers. "Fucking hell!" whispered the beggar before bending forward and burying his face in her exposed cleavage. He moaned into Juniper's chest as he licked and sucked on her stiffened nipples and squeezed the sides of her substantial knockers, pressing the mountainous globes up into his own face. Juniper half-heartedly held her true love's head against her bosom as he slobbered lustfully all over her perfect melons. She felt Periwinkle pull her other hand up between his legs so she obligingly began to massage his erection through his pants. "Do you really, truely love me Juniper?" asked Periwinkle when he finally lifted his head from her bust and let her hard nipple slip from between his lips. Juniper was quick to reply. "Of course my love." "Good," nodded Periwinkle. "Why don't you kneel down and suck my cock, then I'll know for sure that your heart is true." Juniper paled and her eyes went wider. Suck his cock? She had never done anything like that before. That wasn't the kind of thing a princess did. But, of course Periwinkle was a commoner so he wouldn't know that. The kind of girl he was used to probably wouldn't think twice about sucking his dick, and Juniper was determined to prove to him that their very different backgrounds didn't matter. She was his girl, and he was her handsome, dreamy pauper... or something like that. Princess Juniper, rather gingerly and delicately, knelt down in front of the old beggar and, almost reluctantly, unfastened the front of his grubby brown pants. She awkwardly reached into his pants and immediately felt the hard shaft of his cock against her soft hand. Resisting the urge to yank her hand away, she grabbed hold of his penis and pulled it out. Periwinkles cock was a bright pink colour, thick veins pulsing along the hard shaft as it trembled under her touch. It didn't look particularly clean and had a strong smell of old sweat and urine. The hair at the base was grey and wiry, and all-in-all, it looked rather disagreeable. "Y-you want me to put it in my mouth?" she asked him, looking up at him with her big eyes and trying to hide her revulsion. "Yeah," nodded Periwinkle. "Be a good princess and suck my cock." Juniper sighed and licked her lips, wetting them slightly as she mentally prepared herself. Ignoring the foul odour, she leant forward and gave the trembling end of his cock a gentle kiss with her ruby-red lips. The touch of her mouth on his cock caused him to let out a loud groan and his shaft lurched in her hand. She glanced up at Periwinkle. "Are you okay?" "Yes, just hurry up and put in your mouth!" he hissed. Periwinkle groaned again as the busty blonde princess lowered her mouth over the head of his cock, gently slurping on his penis for a few seconds, before pulling back and making a disgusted face and spitting on the ground beside her. "Sorry," said Periwinkle. "I don't get the chance to bathe that often like you noble types. A few more sucks and it'll be clean as a prince's." "Mmm," Juniper gave a sceptical mumble in reply, before slipping his cock back into her mouth for another quick couple of sucks. She once again spat out of the foul taste of him and then started to lick his hard shaft all over, running her tongue up and down him for a few moments until she was sure he was at least a little cleaner. Trying to convince Periwinkle that it didn't matter that he was a peasant, Juniper then started to suck him in earnest, bobbing her head over his cock and moaned in mock pleasure as she slurped greedily on his thick, hard shaft. Periwinkle groaned in appreciation as her mouth slid rapidly up and down his hard cock. For someone who had never sucked dick before, she was a natural. Of course, it helped that she was ridiculously beautiful as well. Juniper did her best to ignore the smell of the beggar's crotch as her pretty mouth worked at his cock. She pulled her mouth off him and swiped her tongue over his sweaty, wrinkled scrotum, massaging his testicles with the agile tip of her tongue. After working his saggy ballsack for a few moments, her hot, wet mouth returned to his cock, slurping nosily on his erection. Periwinkle reached down and grabbed hold of Princess Juniper's long, golden locks and started to eagerly thrust himself into her mouth, fucking her face. When the head of his hard cock pushed against the entrance to Juniper's tight throat she made a gagging, choking noise and fell back onto the ground, gasping for air. "Sorry," she apologised, her eyes watering. She prayed she hadn't put him off by gagging like that. "It's okay," Periwinkle assured her. He reached down and pulled her to her feet. "Let's try something different," he suggested. Before Juniper could reply, Periwinkle had spun her around so that she was facing the outside wall of the tavern. She gave a slightly alarmed gasped as he pulled up the skirts of her dress, bunching it up around her waist and exposed her naked, royal ass. Periwinkle put his knee up between her legs, pushing her stance wider as one of his hands gripped and squeezed her right buttock. "Ah... what are you doing my love?" Juniper glanced back anxiously at Periwinkle across her right shoulder. "I'm going to prove my love to you Princess Juniper," he replied. Juniper yelped as she felt Periwinkle's hard, sticky cock graze up her inner thigh and bump against her pussy. "I...I've never..." "Don't worry love, I'll show you what to do," the old beggar assured her. He reached between them, taking hold of his erection and guiding it to her pussy. Juniper gasped as she felt the head of his cock graze across the lips of her vagina. He was going to fuck her! "M...maybe I should try sucking it again for you?" she suggested hopefully. She wasn't sure if she was ready to take this step, even if he was her true love. "Don't worry," replied Periwinkle, he gave a grunt as he thrust up inside her before she could argue. "I'll make sure I finish off in your mouth, wouldn't want to plant a little prince or princess in your belly." "Ahh!" Juniper cried out as she felt the beggar's thick cock push up into her cunt. He felt huge, stretching her wide and she moaned the pain of his entrance. Too late to complain now. "Oh God!" Juniper moaned weakly as Periwinkle gripped her shapely hips and started to thrust against her from behind. His dirty cock shoving it's way into her tight, virginal snatch. She could hear the slapping of flesh as his old hips smacked against the soft round cheeks of her ass each time he jammed himself up into her. Periwinkle's breathing was heavy in her ear and each time he thrust into her, his panting got faster. One of the beggar's wrinkled hands reached around to cup and squeeze Juniper's big right breast, mauling it as he vigorously fucked her up against the wall of the dark alley. Juniper has not expected her first time to be anything like this, but at least she making love to her one true love. That part was perfect at least. "Oh, fuck you're so beautiful," grunted Periwinkle into Juniper's ear as he rutted against her from behind. The hand on her tit was kneading it roughly, causing her to wince in pain. The old beggar soon started to make some strange moaning noises and it was over sooner than Juniper had been expecting. Before she knew it, she was once again kneeling at his feet, her mouth full of his unpleasant, and insistently thrusting penis. Periwinkle had a tight grip on the top of Juniper's head as he ferociously fucked her mouth. "Oh fuck!" the pauper cried out as his hips lurched erratically and his cock spurted over her tongue, flooding her mouth with some rather repugnant tasting cum. As he climaxed, he shoved his convulsing organ deep into Juniper's mouth, pushing right into her throat as she swallowed down his load. This time the busty princess didn't gag, miraculously swallowing her true love's foul load as he spent himself completely inside her mouth. "That was just brilliant," breathed Periwinkle when he finally withdrew, resting one hand on the wall of the alley and panting noisily. Juniper grimaced as she licked her lips and swallowed again, trying to get rid of the rank taste that filled her mouth. Her heart was racing though; she had finally made sweet love to her beloved Periwinkle. All her dreams had come true. She stood up and straightened up her dress, beginning to lace up her bodice as Periwinkle tucked away his spent cock. "So what happens now?" asked Juniper excitedly. "Will we run away together and find a secret place in the woods and live off the land together?" Periwinkle frowned. "Er, I don't know about that, love. But you can come by again tomorrow and we'll fuck again." Juniper frowned herself at that. "Er...okay then...my love." Periwinkle pulled her close again, briefly squeezing her big tits and ass as he kissed her mouth, his tongue eagerly pushing against hers. "Why don't you buy me one more ale before you go back to the castle though?" Juniper nodded hesitantly. "Of course my love." She couldn't help but smile as she followed the old beggar back into the tavern. This was definitely true love. THE END