Are You My Fairy Godfather?

Disclaimer: Cinderella is not my character, all the rest are.
She always struck me as being a little strumpet – but perhaps that’s just me! I realise it\'s not a completely original story but it was the best place to shove it, if you\'ll excuse the expression! ;D

ARE YOU MY FAIRY GODFATHER?

Cinderella gave the fire one last stab with the poker then decided she better get some water before old Dragonbreath got up. Picking up the bucket she sauntered outside to the well, trying to adjust her dress yet again. Five years and the old cow still hadn’t bought her a new one and this one was practically bursting at the seams. It may have done when she was twelve but she had grown a lot since then, some areas more than others.

She could no longer fasten the top buttons and the material barely covered her nipples and the length was just a joke. Every time she bent down she flashed the world. She couldn’t remember how many accidents she had caused out on the streets. The one good thing about the tightness of her garment was that it gave her one hell of a cleavage, which she used to the utmost advantage.

But if that didn’t work all she had to do was suck their dick and she got whatever she wanted. Her Stepmother may have thought she was punishing her when she made her the servant girl but she was unaware of the freedom it gave her to indulge any little carnal need she had.

If a noble born young lady was to act the same it would be a scandal, but a serving wench was practically expected to have the morals of an alley cat. She might look like an angel but this one fell long ago.

She waved to the gardener as he went to his shed then turned and bent over the side of the well on the pretence of looking in. Behind her there came a wooden thud and a curse as the gardener walked into his shed door. Cinderella grinned then carried on getting the water.

She reluctantly went back inside. Today was going to be a complete nightmare as her Stepmother and her two daughters were going to the royal ball. Good riddance to them, she thought, it would give her the house to herself – now whom would she invite over?

The day passed remarkably event free for Cinderella and soon Dragonbreath and her two bitches were out the door and off to try and snag themselves a prince. Cinderella wandered back to the kitchen, which was the warmest room in the house and sat down at the table.

She was in the process of deciding to go out when a flash and clattering noise came from the larder, startling her. The larder door was flung open and a man staggered out, cursing loudly as he brushed debris off his clothes. Cinderella could only look at this stranger as he continued to curse and scrub at his clothes.

Finally he seemed to remember where he was and straightened up, smiling charmingly at her, and then he bowed with a flourish of his hand.

“My dear Cinderella, you shall go to the ball,” he announced grandly.

Cinderella looked at him, arching an eyebrow. He was handsome alright, with a broad chest and slender hips. Long legs and muscular thighs and those trousers were rather tight. She looked back at his face and he seemed to be waiting a little uncertainly for her response.

“I don’t want to go,” she told him.

“What?”

“I don’t want to go to the ball,” she repeated, “I’d rather stay here.”

“But..” he began uncertainly, “Don’t you want to meet the prince? Perhaps fall in love and live happily ever after?”

Cinderella laughed, “Who do you think the handyman is around here? He’s been disguising himself for months and shafting me every chance he gets! We’ll elope one day but right now we’re having too much fun.” She felt sorry for the man when his face fell in disappointment. “Are you my Fairy Godfather?”

“Well – yes. It’s my first commission but there doesn’t seem to be any point now! I might as well go back.”

Cinderella felt sorry for him and led him to the fire where he could sit down by its warmth. She sat on the stool in front of him and studied him some more. He really was quite a dish – so much better than a stuffy old Fairy Godmother.

“So how were you going to work your ‘magic’ so to speak?” she asked him.

He leant forward eagerly, “Well, I was going to get a pumpkin and change that into a fantastic coach; then I was going to get a couple of mice and change them into the coachman and a footman. And of course the piece de resistance would have been your dress, that would have been the most beautiful creation ever.”

He sat back, wistfully looking into space at a creation only he could see. “So you just wave your hand and it’s done?” she asked, breaking into his reverie.

“Oh no,” he said soulfully, “I would have used my wand but I think it’s broken.”

Cinderella gave a cry and dived towards him. “Here let me check,” she said as she began to unbutton his trousers. Deftly her hand reached in to grab his cock that lay limp at the moment but began to stir when her hand closed on it.

“No!” he said, trying to stand but her weight stopped him, “That’s not what I meant! You mustn’t do….oh, bloody hell.” This last came out as a whisper as Cinderella’s mouth descended onto his member, coaxing and licking it to full attention.

“There, see!” Cinderella said triumphantly, “It’s not broken at all!”

She nibbled up the length of it to the head where she used her tongue to tease all around it. The Fairy Godfather groaned aloud as she took the whole length into her mouth and slowly began to bob her head up and down while her hand cupped his balls, massaging them.

Releasing his cock she looked up at him as he sat with his eyes closed and his head back. Grasping him with her hand she worked him while her mouth captured his balls and she could feel him begin to squirm.

Standing up she waited until his eyes opened and slowly began to unbutton her dress. Peeling the fabric slowly off her round breasts and down over her firm buttocks all of which he watched avidly.

“This wasn’t in the job description!” he muttered to himself.

Leaning down she kissed him, letting her tongue slide into his. “How about those men you were going to give me?” She whispered against his mouth. He looked at her stupidly for a moment but then he grinned. This boy catches on quick, she thought to herself.

One hand reached down into his boot where he kept his other wand while he reached for her breast with his other, using it to pull her on to his lap. Cinderella straddled him while his mouth kissed and sucked at her nipple. She didn’t know when he had worked his magic but she suddenly felt the presence of other people in the room and glancing around she noticed two rather startled looking young men and a woman.

Looking back at her Fairy Godfather he grinned then picked her up and practically dropped her onto his cock. She slid down his shaft so quickly she yelped when he was fully inside her and then moaned when his mouth caught her nipple again. Moving slowly she beckoned one of the young men over who didn’t seem to need much encouragement as he was already hard.

Leaning back a little she took this new cock into her mouth and moved back and forth along its length while she rode her Fairy Godfather hard. He had a breast in each hand that he kneaded vigorously while watching the other man’s shaft move in and out of her mouth.

The other man and woman, he noticed, were also having a party of their own. The woman was quite pretty with long raven hair and dark eyes that watched him as she leant on the table and lifted her buttocks into the air. The man behind her stood poised then slowly he moved forward and the sight of that shaft disappearing inch by slow inch into her pussy made the Fairy Godfather drive into Cinderella all the harder.

Cinderella gasped around the other man’s cock. She was pulled forward and hands spread her buttocks further apart and something wet dripped onto her sensitive anus. Bracing her hands against the back of the chair she cried out as a cock slid ever so slowly into her back passage then rested as she adjusted her position so both men could fuck her hard.

She began to moan loudly as the wonderful fullness she felt in both of her passages drove her senses wild. It wasn’t long before she felt her climax starting and she cried out almost deafening her Fairy Godfather in the process. But both men hadn’t finished yet and they continued to pound against her as she shuddered with her orgasm that was so strong she squeezed each cock tightly until they had no choice but to shoot their load inside her.

Cinderella fell limply against her Fairy Godfather, finally noticing the couple behind her as they continued with their efforts. The man had a hold of the woman’s arms and was holding her back while he thrust into her making her moan softly. Cinderella began to feel turned on again as she watched them and she quickly slid out from between the two men and hopped up onto the table.

She positioned herself in front of the woman and opened her legs wide. All the woman had to do was lean forward slightly and she could lap at Cinderella’s clitoris, making the little bud swell. The Fairy Godfather in the meantime had got down on his knees under the woman and was sucking on her breasts as they dangled beneath her.

Not wanting anyone to feel left out Cinderella called over the young man who had pleasured her before. He was rubbing his cock with a cloth while his eyes were fixed on the little tongue working on Cinderella. Coming to her eagerly she reached out and grasped his shaft firmly, moving up and down his length. This obviously wasn’t enough for him as he suddenly leaped up onto the table and straddled her head so his cock could fuck her mouth. She quite happily obliged him while her clitoris was being sucked and licked with equal eagerness by the raven-haired woman who was also moaning against her as her own pussy was being pounded from behind.

This moaning, sweating mass of flesh went on until everybody had been satisfied. It took a while but Cinderella was a gracious hostess and serviced everybody with equal delight.

Finally the Fairy Godfather changed the others back to being mice and they crept off to their beds while Cinderella gave him once last goodbye before he too had to go. Stretching lazily she wandered to her own bed and was fast asleep in no time.

She never heard her stepmother and stepsisters arriving back or the angry calling of her name. Her bedroom door was pushed open and her Stepmother strode into the room to look down at her in disgust.

“Lazy girl!” she muttered before storming out.