"Hey, just let me put it in a little. Even just the tip is fine," the prince pleaded sweetly with the young attendant.
"Preposterous! "Someone as lowly as I cannot possibly be your partner, Your Highness. Please, I beg your pardon."
The attendant quickened the movement of her hand as she replied. She continued to rub the magnificent, towering erection, sweating. She was frantic to make him ejaculate as soon as possible.
The prince was eighteen but still a virgin. He wanted to lose his virginity quickly, but none of the women who attended to his needs would sleep with him.
"Tomorrow is finally the orgy party," the prince thought, looking at his rigid sword. "When tomorrow comes, I'll find a sheath for you," he vowed to his manhood.
"I'm...coming."
The meatus opened, and white magma erupted. The attendant hurriedly took the tip into her mouth, catching the prince's semen.
***
And so, the day of the orgy party finally arrived.
The two sisters, dressed beautifully, set off for the castle.
Cinderella, unable to attend the party she longed for, sat in front of her mother's grave under the hazel tree and wept.
Suddenly, a white dove flew down from a branch of the hazel tree and transformed into an old woman with a "poof" sound and smoke.
Cinderella was so surprised that her legs gave way.
"Ah, you are... who are you?"
The old woman had a plump, kind face. She reminded Cinderella somewhat of her deceased mother.
"I am a witch. Your mother asked me to watch over you always."
"A witch for a mother... What on earth does this mean?"
With the sudden appearance of the witch, Cinderella's mind was in chaos.
"Poor Cinderella. I will send you to the castle's orgy party."
"To the castle's orgy party? But even if an ugly girl like me goes—"
"It's all right. Leave it to me."
The witch touched Cinderella with her magic wand, and oh, what a transformation!
Her messy hair became beautiful, smooth, blonde hair. Her dry, dirty, scaly skin became smooth, pure white skin. Her rough, ugly, battered hands became beautiful, white, fish-like hands.
Astonished by the shocking transformation, Cinderella was amazed. But her clothes were still ragged.
"Um... what about clothes for the party? What about a splendid golden dress?"
"You're going to an orgy, not a ball. You'll be naked anyway, so you don't need a dress."
"Well, that's true."
Remembering her sisters who had left all dressed up, Cinderella smiled wryly.
"Now, off you go. But you must return by midnight. Otherwise, the magic will wear off."
By the time she arrived at the castle, the party was already in full swing.
In the great hall, carpets were spread out, and many masked men and women were intertwined in various states of undress.
There was a man frantically thrusting his hips over a woman with her legs spread wide.
Another man slammed his hips from behind into a woman on all fours.
A woman bounced her hips up and down on top of a man lying on his back.
Another woman rubbed two penises with her hands while taking a third into her mouth.
There was one woman with three men, one man with three women, and various other combinations: one-on-one, one-on-two, one-on-three, two-on-two, and two-on-three. Men and women were entangled in every which way.
The moans of the women echoed through the great hall. The stifling smell of semen filled the air.
"Amazing...so this is sex..."
Seeing the interaction between men and women for the first time, Cinderella felt her crotch grow hot and wet.
Everyone in the venue was glued to Cinderella, who had entered the great hall late.
Even among the hundreds of women present, her figure stood out remarkably.
She was exceptionally beautiful and attractive.
Men came one after another, showing off their erect penises and trying to invite her onto a carpet.
However, Cinderella's eyes were drawn to the king-sized bed placed imposingly in the center of the room.
For some reason, she felt that she was meant to go there.
A large crowd of naked women had gathered around the bed.
On the bed lay the extremely handsome prince, completely naked.
Seeing his towering erection, Cinderella was astonished.
(My, how magnificent.)
It was a completely different size from other men's. Its diameter was over ten centimeters. Its length was at least thirty centimeters. He was a prince, but his weapon was king-sized. It was truly a massive cannon.
"Come here. Who will be with me? Is it you?"
The woman who had extended her hand shrank back in fear.
"It's impossible. There's no way that can fit inside," she muttered.
"Why is it so big? Normal would be fine."
"No matter what, it's just too big."
"It's not just horse-like; it's bigger than a horse."
"It's so frustrating! I want it inside, but that's just..."
"Me too. It's disappointing, but we have to give up."
The women's whispers reached Cinderella's ears. Her two sisters were there, too.
"Please. Even just the tip is fine. Let me put it in. Don't you want to be my princess consort?"
The women shook their heads. They wanted to become the princess consort, but accepting this was impossible.
"Come on. Come here. Why won't you come?"
"You go." The women checked each other.
The prince sighed sadly.
Then, his gaze fell upon Cinderella, standing behind the circle of women.
"You, the beautiful one over there, won't you be with me?"
The prince extended his hand toward Cinderella. Like Moses parting the Red Sea, the circle of women parted.
"Is someone like me all right?"
"Of course! Come here."
Cinderella nodded slightly, climbed onto the bed, and entrusted herself to the prince.
It was her first time having sex. Her partner was the wonderful prince.
Her heart pounded. Her body trembled with small shivers.
"Is she really going to try?"
"It's impossible. She should stop."
"Her down there will get ruined."
"There's no way it can fit."
But Cinderella could no longer hear the women's voices. Gazing into the Prince's kind eyes, she felt as if she were ascending to heaven. The prince kneaded and squeezed Cinderella's ample breast with his left hand while winding his tongue around her pale pink nipple.
His right hand groped her private parts, searching for the pointed little flesh bud.
"Ugh, uuuh."
A muffled moan escaped Cinderella's lips.
The surrounding women watched the couple with bated breath, their envious gazes fixed on them.
Then, the two sought each other's lips greedily, entwining their tongues fiercely.
"It's already this wet down here."
Abundant love juice flowed from Cinderella's honey pot.
When the prince inserted two fingers and stirred, a lewd squishing sound echoed through the great hall. Without realizing it, everyone in the venue had stopped their activities to watch the prince and Cinderella.
(So many people are watching me...)
Cinderella became even more aroused, and large amounts of lubrication gushed from her vagina.
"I'm putting it in, all right?"
This is it. The time to welcome the prince had finally come.
"Yes, please put it in."
The prince placed the tip of his swollen symbol against Cinderella's entrance.
Everyone in the great hall focused their gaze on that one point.
Thrust!
The prince's massive penis entered Cinderella, sinking deep inside her.
"W-, it went in!"
"No way, seriously?"
"Impossible!"
"Why does it go in so easily?"
The prince began to move his hips. With each thrust, obscene sounds filled the air: "Squish, squish."
"This, this tightness! Amazing, too amazing!"
"Ugh, uuuh, uuuun."
"You're squeezing my cock with the most wonderful feeling!"
"Ugh, uuuh, uuuun."
"What a magnificent vessel! This is truly a vessel worthy of the royal family!"
The prince shook his hips violently, thoroughly enjoying Cinderella's insides.
"What 'wonderful tightness'? If something that big goes in so easily, she must have an extremely loose vagina!"
"Yeah, yeah. That girl's pussy must be gaping."
"But is it possible to get it in after all?"
"Well, it is the hole a baby comes out of."
"Maybe I should try too."
"I'll give it a shot too. I won't let that girl have all the fun."