"Do you remember Cinderella?" Charmaine asked.
We were in her house again; she'd called and asked me to come over. It was still an odd thing to know the Fairy Queen was living in our modern world, in a small but mostly modern house, driving a car.
"Ehm. I do." I recalled seeing her in a carriage when I was shagging Snow White, As she brought this up, I suspected something was going to happen again. It had to be, as she'd invited me over for an early dinner.
"Good. She's in a bit of a problem situation. A frustrating one."
I asked what she meant by that, and she explained Cinderella had to get to the ball but there was a problem with her stepsisters.
"And that's where you come in. You have to make sure Cinderella gets out."
"I have to tie up the stepsisters?" I recalled the fairy tale and how ugly those women were said to be.
"Whatever it takes," Charmaine said. "I can get you there any time you're ready; we still have a few hours before she has to get out."
"Right..." I knew she knew I was ready, so I told her to get going.
*
She drove us to the parking from where the running group usually started and walked into the forest with me.
"This is the spot where you have to step into Fairy Land. You'll have to do something about your clothes when you're there. I don't have anything for you in this world, so take care." After a few moments, she asked what I was waiting for.
"For you to push me. You often do."
"Dave, please. Go through or I'll kick you."
"Such harsh words for a Fairy Queen..." I shook my head and turned to step through the brush, when she took my arm and turned me back to her.
Charmaine wrapped her arms around me, pressed her boobs into my chest, and bumped her hips into me. "I hope you know how much I appreciate you doing this for me. For us. All of us in Fairy Land." She kissed me.
"I think I do, but thank you for making that very clear," I said after the kiss broke. I tapped her behind, winked, and stepped through the brush growth...
*
I found myself in a field with some bushes behind me. In the distance was a small village. It looked old-fashioned, even from this distance. One of those houses had to be the one where Cinderella lived, with her step-family, so I started walking, making sure not to be seen until I had managed to change clothes.
To get that done, I would have to be creative. A small perusal of some gardens made me find some garments. I felt sorry for the original owners, but this was serious enough to relieve them from their goods.
The pants were a bit tight, but either they would stretch, or a few seams would give in.
The next step was to find Cinderella's home. I had no last name, nor a clue, so I walked around a bit. There weren't many people about, and the few I asked about her, looked at me as if I was mad - until a rather odd, elderly woman came walking along and stopped in front of me. "I think I know what you're looking for."
"You do?"
"Cinderella's house."
"You're the Fairy Godmother." I was sure.
"Indeed. Come with me."
She guided me to a street and pointed out one of the houses. It was big, almost pompous, in the middle of the street, among more of the same houses. All of them looked overdone in decorations. "You still have enough time," the woman said, gently shoving me in the back. "If you can, send the girl out the back, to the garden. It's a bit annoying having to pop in and out there at my age."
I thanked her, because I'd never have found the place on my own.
On the way to the village, I'd already formed a kind of plan on how to approach the three sisters. Now I'd find out if that would work.
After a knock on the door, I waited. Soon, a young woman opened the door. She looked as if she'd rolled through the dirt, but I recognized Cinderella, from the first encounter.
"Yes?"
"Hello," I said. "I'm here to talk to your sisters. And to tell you, you have to get your pretty ass outside to the back garden. Someone's waiting there for you."
Cinderella frowned. "Have we met? How would you know my behind is pretty?"
"Trust me. I know. Now... sisters?"
She frowned. "Are you sure?"
"Very. To keep them from holding you here. There is a plan." I winked.
"Well... It's your risk," she said, and opened the door. She showed me to a large room, which might be a library, had there been any books. "I'll warn them."
"And don't forget the garden," I reminded her as she walked off.
I wasn't alone for long. Three women, a bit older than Cinderella, entered the room. They were in their mid-twenties to almost early thirties, and they definitely looked much better than the stories had made me believe.
"Who are you?" one of them asked.
"I'm the one who came to ravish you all," I said. As the first strike was the best, I took off my pants. Before I could undo the shirt buttons, the three were near and had a close look at my cock. One of them touched it, with predictable results.
The three squealed. I was sure they'd seen a hard cock before, but it had probably been a while ago.
"Cora. Lock the door," one of them said. She looked at me as she started undoing her dress. "I'm Nora, and she's Dora. Dora and Cora were meant to be twins but Cora didn't arrive in time for that."
Dora was also yanking her dress off. Cora didn't waste time, she got undressed near the door.
"Who will you ravish first?" Nora then asked. She looked the eldest of the three, so I picked her. My hands found her full breasts and played with them, teasing the huge nipples. They didn't get very hard, but I didn't mind that. They were excellent sucking material, and Nora breathed hard as I did so. One of my hands was already between her legs, but Cora (or Dora) grabbed that hand and put it between her own legs.
Either pussy was fine with me. This was turning into a more interesting 'assignment' than I'd first assumed.
Dora (or Cora) dropped to her knees and moved between Nora and me, taking my cock in her mouth and started sucking me. She wasn't very good at it, choking a few times as she went too far, but she learned quickly.
Cora, with the hand and the pussy, commented one of them should keep an eye on their stepsister. Dora let my cock go for a moment and told Cora she was welcome to leave, but this was more important at the moment.
Cora seemed to agree, as did her pussy. She was wet in record time and I was convinced she'd already had her first orgasm.
"Now I want to have that big thing where it belongs," Nora said, pulling her big boobs away from me. She walked to a big couch and lay down on it, her legs wide apart. "Sisters, watch how it is done."
Dora let my cock go and Cora stepped away, so I walked over to where Nora lay and slipped a finger inside her. Nora groaned.
"I think this will work," I said and lay down on her. Hiding my cock inside her was easy, she was wet and wide, and I fucked her until the couch started creaking. Nora visibly and audibly enjoyed it, but agreed to stop this round before the couch collapsed.
"Now I want you to ravish the young one," Nora said, pointing at Cora. "How will you do that? And do it in a way we can see it properly."
"Of course." I pulled Cora along to a table and made her bend over it. She spread her legs. I rubbed her pussy with a hand, feeling how wet she was, and plunged my cock inside her.
Dora and Nora stood left and right, bent over, watching how my hard member slid into and came out of their youngest sister.
"Can you go faster?" Dora was working her own pussy and sounded hopeful.
I grabbed Cora's hips and pounded faster into her. She was a lot tighter than Nora, adding to my pleasure. Wet slaps were the result.
"Stop, stop," said Nora, holding me back. She grabbed my cock and licked it clean.
"No, don't stop," Cora complained. "We didn't do that to you either, Nora!"
But Nora licked me clean before I was allowed entry into her sister again. She also announced that Dora had to lick me clean next. Cora complained again, but Nora told her to stop whining because the evening wasn't over yet. Clearly, Nora was calling the shots around here.