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SNOW WHIES MISTAKE. (18 PLUSSSSS). XXX

  • pullin708
  • Apr 4
  • 4 min read

Updated: Apr 5

Through the art of stories we catch up with our princess Snowhite as she flees her luxury castle because of a small family issue. Of course instead of running to town and staying in the Prem Inn, our inoscent (dumb) princess heads towards the foreboding dark woods. After what feels like hours (20-30mins) Snow is now at a stumbling walk rather than a run, mainly due too poor foot ware choices, Who runs in heels?

As she enters the sun lite clearing it is to be noticed that some how she has avoided getting a scratch, a tear in her favourite dress (last gift from her father the King) or even a spec of dirt on her nearly 6ft frame.

Absolootaly pooped she spots a little cottage, of the fairytale variety in the shadow of a great redwood tree. Dabbing a bead of sweat from her brow with a M&S handkerchief she approached the front door and knocked, nothing she knocked again still no reply, upon checking through the window it was obvious that nobody was home. Snow let out a tired and slightly peeved sigh and tried the knob, the door opened and she went in.

To her surrprise the interior was tidy with several mod cons, something was bubbling away in the slow cooker, she lifted the lid, it smelt good but wasn’t ready to eat yet. Fatigued she went over to the bed, they wouldn’t mind if I had a little nap she thought to herself. She kicked off her shows and removed her dress hanging it on a post at the end of the bed, ok ok I hear you gasp but let me put you at ease she was still dressed in a lacy underskirt and silk push-up corset, she proceeded to pull back the bed covers and climbed in, to promptly fall into a deep sleep. (Taking liberties if you ask me, jumped up teen princess, just my opinion)…

The sun had as good as set, just a thin beam of lite covered the land and Princess Snow(intruder)White is still sound asleep. The door to the cottage swing open and 4 vertically challenged men types strolled in, back home from work. They were Horney, Groppy, Letch and Marvin. They all kicked off their shoes and hung up their coats, Horney, Groppy, and Letch started bickering over, well nothing really just bickering, “ hey guys” shut up Marvin “guys” SHutt UPP MARRviNN “ hey bellends look at the bloody bed!” They all turned and looked ooooowwaa

What do we have ear said Horney, Groppy rushed forward and felt Snow’s face I think it’s a girl he said, he slid his hands under the covers to Snows chest Oh Yeah definatley a girl he said facing the others without removing his hands, Horney moved forward next to Groppy something bellow stured, Letch went to the corner and sat atop his umpires chair minus his trousers and Marvin went to the kitchen to check on their Tea.

By this time the bed covers were on the floor, Groppy was making short work of Snows corset while Horney was removing her underskirt somehow both dwarves had lost there trousers too.

(Just for point of reference these particular dwarves were N.M. Comadoes and proud of it)

(Oh yeah and N.M. Stands for not military)

Now the corset and underskirt lead on top of the bed clothes, Groppy was feeling very happy, she was well cupped by his hands, Letch was panting gently from his vantage point he could see everything. Even with all this going on around and to her Snow White wasn’t stiring. Horney was getting excited as he ran his hands slowly up the insides of her silky white legs, when he reached her crotch he parted them grabbed her silky panties and pulled them off, took and good sniff and through them over his sholder to Letch, they were never seen again. As Horney climbed onto the foot end of the bed, Groppy had pulled over a stool, his member was resting on Snows Face,poking at her lips as he played with her perfect breasts. Horney now on the bed opened Snows legs wide, he was surprised by the site of a well maintained Brazilian, this did not slow him down, at first he just poked her a little, teasing himself then with a single thrust he was balls deep and pounding. The tempiture in the bedroom was rising and so was the sound three grown shortass men were all grunting and panting, yet Snow White Still diddn’t wake. Moments past and Horney pulled out to say just one word, FLIP. Horney and Groppy flipped Snow White over, Horney made a sound like a Norse warrior going into battle as he thrust his thick pussy slick cock into her cherry of a white ass, even with his newly found energy to pound hard and deep, anal passion Snow did not wake. Groppy now with only side boob to contenend with decided to change tak, he thrust his hard member forward past her rose red lips into the warmth of her mouth,he was thrusting well,had a great hip action going, all three men exploded at once, Horney in Snow’s ass, Groppy down her throat and Letch over her back,she truly was Snow White now… it was at this climactic moment that she chose to wake, she of course screamed, which sounded more like someone gargling before bed. She kicked out sending Horney from the bed, lasted out with a right hook knocking Groppy off his stool and ran out the door,the dwarves just watched. Snow now running naked through the woods. The hunts man didn’t see her cumming has she ran neck first into the blade of his axe, her head flew into the brakan and her body slumped, the hunts man looked around saw nobody, “ still warm” he said unbuttoning his dungarees.

Back at the cottage: Marvin walked back into the bedroom, “oh she’s gone then!” Shame “dress for tea lads its on the table in five…



THE END

 
 
 

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