Thread: Princess Park

To Legal From Marketing These cosplay and fanfiction stories are a godsend and a detriment, attendance is up but the recent upsurge in Princess Parties on college campuses are becoming a problem on the internet. Too many semi-porn party videos are showing up online, causing issues with the Court in the Park. Is there something we can do about this? To Marketing From Legal No, free use is free use. Princess Party videos have you seen some of those? The chicks are hot!!! are just something we need to distance ourselves from. Not much we can do to beat it see what I did there? Face it, you are victims of your own success, if we could capitalize on this we should. The Park is up and coming I did it again!! and will survive as long as we provide that fantasy, at least until the kids grow up. Maybe you should look into capitalizing on that. David thrust in her hard, feeling her body move with him. It felt odd, unlike the others, she was in rhythm with him. Or he her. Each movement was just enough to excite them both. Araban was before him, on the ground, hands and knees spread apart, the cleft of her ass held tight as his hands covered both cheeks and pulled her lightly back to him. Each wet thrust made the soft, wet sounds of sex that turned him on more. To think that he could make her this excited, his cock felt wonderful within her, held tight within velvet walls of sex that gripped him and tickled the sensitive places on his shaft as he rammed himself in her. Looking down he spread her ass and dripping spit onto her anus rubbed his finger while his cock slipped in and out. Then in time, his finger slipped inside her. Her stomach tightened, the walls about his shaft closed in and she threw her head back, long, hair flying as she came. Smiling he moved more of his finger inside, first one knuckle, then another, moving his finger in and out as his hips moved. As if he wanted her too she came. A rush of wetness covered his crotch as wetness spread out and seemed to shoot over his cock and balls, the liquid dripping down and almost spraying over him as he thrusted slowly into her until he began to speed up again. Bending over her, reaching his hands around to hold her breasts that shook with each thrust. Touching them, feeling her pointed nipples rub into his hands brought him to the edge and he came. Something flowed through him. As if he was a conduit for something in the air his cock began to spread his thick seed inside her. Painting the inside of her womb white. His eyesight shattered, a light flowed over and through him and the cum rushed out, a river that filled her up. As he sat back and pulled himself out there was the loud, wet sound of cum as what was inside her leaked out and ran down her thighs and onto the costume. Damn that was fine, he sighed as he sat on his heels. It was something, the Matron's voice came from behind him. Another slut for his collection? The sneer of Princess London was unmistakable. A finger and arm came over his shoulder as the red hair fell over his face and Princess Atlantis reached down and wiping her fingertip over the tip of his cock, causing him to inhale sharply at the sensual feeling. She pulled back a wet fingertip and smacked her lips over it, its different. Tastier, she hung over his shoulder and reached a hand down and he saw her eyes widen, her lips shape into a silent o. What in the, Japonaise and Paris said at the same time, stopping and looking at each other. A look of distaste passing between them. Looking down as the others did noticed his cock had grown, his balls as well. Now as thick as his arm and over a foot long it stuck out, even when it seemed semi-hard, his balls were about the size of baseballs and felt full. Atlantis began stroking him furiously as the others crowded around, Araban pulling her clothes back in place, her brown eyes focused on the huge cock that had just been ravaging her. A hand came over and slapped Atlantis away as the Matron stood next to him, her finger wrapping around him as much as she could, her arm stroking out and back. Her hand looking ridiculously small on his huge cock. It did not take her long and within moments another torrent of cum was spraying out onto the Princesses who all kneeled before him. Caught under his rain of cum they all smiled, or sneered, but that all touched the cum and brought it to their lips. An echoing of enjoyment as they all relished the taste, the spurts showing up as long white strands on their cheeks. Paris raised her breasts and the Matron guided a long strand that ran from one curved, beautiful globe to another. London reached forward, her mouth opening as she licked the underside. Her light, pink tongue flipped a switch inside him, a huge spray of cum came as she hurriedly covered the tip with her mouth. Slowly her cheeks bulged with the amount of cum that the Matron milked out of him. Slowly the flood of sticky, white fluid stilled within him and his cock began to shrink slowly as the Princesses began to lick and clean their faces and exposed chests. What the fuck happened? David caught his breath, feeling as if he had run a marathon as the Matron took her own taste of the fluids that dripped off his cock and with a small pat on his cock placed it back in his pants. Did it choose him now? Paris asked, the same fake French accent back. Her long lashes flicked at him even as she stood and stared normally. Looks like, the Matron began as the air around them shook. The sudden gasp coming from her as there was a slight breath of air that passed over them all. Something within the park shifted. David felt it as if some veil had been physically ripped away from his eyes. For a moment he was the Park. He could see it all. The small kingdoms of the court all laid out before him, all except Rainbow's Castle that stood in the center of it all, hidden and inviolate as the black river spun around it. The Park took a hesitant breath, as if it was waking, then the moment passed. David sat there looking at them, feeling as if could feel it, feel them. The Princesses, and the Matron, were around him and looking expectantly as he felt an energy course through him. A base emotion flared as if he wanted them, desired them, lusted for them, but that was all. Once he came on them, he had nothing more other than the need to do it again. A pain in his groin as he felt it grow again, doubling over he squinted from the feeling of pain in his pants as his member grew again, to the delight of Japonaise and Paris who took his arm and rubbed her hand over his growing erection. Her fingers skillfully opened his pants letting it out, not as big as last time but it was growing again. We should get him in there before he explodes, Paris said, her accent more natural now as he realized he liked her that way. Wanted her to act like some caricature French Princess with huge tits he could cum all over. Very well, London snapped her fingers and the carriage appeared. Just don't get cum all over the seats, I have to ride in this thing you know. Wouldn't be the first time, Araban added as an afterthought while they helped David up into the cart and crowded around him. Atlantea kneeled between his knees, sucking and licking his balls as Paris stroked him, the Matron rolled her eyes and floated behind them. The carriage moved forward, towards the river of dark ooze. David felt that flash from before, the river ran through the park, but it came from there. From the castle, as they neared it he could see where it ran down channels cut into the raised ground where Rainbow's Castle stood. The ooze slowly flowing down and into the river, it smelled musty, of old sex and desire. The dry touch of a fading childhood and dreams that changed over time to something more erotic than fanciful. His senses warped as Atlantea made him orgasm again, her mouth filling, her throat furiously swallowing more and more of what flowed through him. Then the carriage stopped. Let's go, he groaned as Atlantea moved aside. London rolled her eyes and pointed ahead, there was no road across. There was just the river of ooze. Fine, he groaned and without knowing how or why raised his hand. From the ooze something rose. It looked like an old bridge. Iron work and brick, at first covered with the ichor that slowly fell away. Rising from the dark depths and stopping as it came even with the road, the other end stopped with the groan of stone on stone. A small cry started from the castle, that faded as soon as it started. The Princesses turned and looked at the castle, some glint of satisfaction appearing in their eyes as they turned to him. Let's go, he said as the carriage slowly began to cross the bridge, to Rainbow's Castle. David knew, somehow, that they were the only visitors there since the Park closed, part of him was afraid of the answers he would find there.