Tangled: The awakening of Rapunzel

The sun was setting on the horizon, casting its last rays across the sky. Rapunzel lay on the bed with his long hair falling down one side of the bed. The circular massive tower room was completely dark, and we were off while the candles with which she looked at the outside world, yearning new sensations and experiences that could proporcionarle.Ella already had the age when most girls leave home, get their OWN space and find a husband, and perhaps even had children, but that life was not allowed it.

The beautiful stars began to twinkle in the night sky after the sun was gone and the only light that illuminated everything was to the moon Rapunzel sat down and stretched, looking below. a candle. When she found and lit, sighed when all lit small light was boredom. The walls were covered with paintings of things she had seen and would only imagine how. Mountains of books he had read more than two or three times piled in great heaps on the floor of the room, and had stacks of new books to read at the foot of his bed. I read all the books on flowers and stories about beautiful princesses carnivals and rescued by handsome princes Why she could not touch the flowers, inhale its fragrance or make them grow? The idea of ??a carnival, with people laughing, dancing and singing her heart weighed Could I ever meet these people, dancing with them or just talk? He wondered what would those days, perhaps traveling and seeing the world.

I would have given anything to be there, but as he approached the window and leaned on the sill, with the cold air caressing your skin, recalled that those people were cruel and evil. People of his books was not real, and the stories that Mother told him they were all just drunks, who fought each other and they did hurt each other while looking only for themselves. She would not want to meet these people. But I wanted.

He turned from the window and looked one of the stacks of new books he had brought Mother, did not know where them out but surely not even pay attention to them as they used to always go away. He was struck by a large volume of the stack protruding into the half and took it cautiously, narrowly avoiding the battery to fall and proceeded to examine it. Ebook with black leather covers weighed in his hands and took him gently as he returned to the bed and sat down, placing the candle in the window to read. He picked up his long hair and raised floor to the bed, putting the book on the floor as she did, her golden hair resplanecieron the candlelight and picked up the book again, adjusted the pillow and looked at the cover cautiously. It was completely empty except for a rather worn golden letters in the center thread that read ” passions and pleasures&quot ;. Rapunzel frowned, puzzled, was used to descriptivvos titles like ” Flowers Forests ” and ” Painting Techniques&quot ;, but this title did not give any clue about its content.

He frowned again and opened the book. His eyes nearly popped out of his head and began to look around, as if afraid that someone had seen her, but she was alone, Mother had left hours before and no one else. I was completely alone. On the first page illustration, pretty realistic, of a woman, her dark black hair plastered against a pillow and her mouth was open, showing perfect teeth looked. And she was completely naked, showing her large breasts and lifting her hips, showing a small clump of black hair between her legs.

Rapunzel blushed and slammed the book, stepping back as if to bite. This was not the sort of thing to which she was accustomed, and his heart desocó remembering what you really saw people liked to watch things like that? He gave unna kicked the book and sent it off the bed, where he lay waiting for sleep to take her, but his mind was to forget the image of that woman who rose hips with your hands pressing down there.

Rapunzel’s chest rose and fell quickly at the thought of the image Was that what the book was? Was there also had more images or text? Could he have written something relevant to that image? Eventually, curiosity got it and walked slowly to límitte of bed and picked up the book from the floor. He lay back and opened the book directly from the second page, ready to discover the purpose of this book What could teach? The second and third pages text and Rapunzel had just breathed a sigh of relief. That was better, maybe even not have more illustrations that were causing so much confusion, but once started reading, her heart almost came out of his chest and turned red as a tomato. The first words describing a woman with curly black hair ” soft, firm breasts&quot ;. Rapunzel looked at his chest and tried to imagine if they were ” soft ” or ” strong&quot ;, slowly he puts his hand up her dress and began to unbutton to leave topless. . The left nipple, feeling hardened and began to squeeze the legs unconsciously, getting excited herself touched

What was happening

He turned his attention to the book, wanting desperately to keep reading. The fingers of the woman came down slowly, getting into her through her wet labia. Rapunzel look again allowed this woman illustration. He seemed in a trance, with eyes and sweaty skin. But Rapunzel had eyes only for crotch hair of women, and found reading more, imagining your fingers churning inside her. The descripicones were so intense and detailed that began to feel something that started in his abdomen, a heat that spread like electricity through his body. The more he thought the woman stroked her breast with one hand and touched down there with the other, the hotter it got. Gulping, Rapunzel brought her hands to her thighs, slowly lifting her dress until he could feel the soft hair on his crotch. He looked around, aware that their private parts were exposed to the cold air night.The wind caressing her skin made her feel strange sensations pleasant but at the same time. ./p>;

The story continued, making it got hotter and put her nipples hard. Book Woman was in the mind of Rapunzel, her hair, her movements and her beauty completely vivid, descriptive narration but the woman got more fingers deep inside her, stroking her hot spot. Rapunzel read how groaned and sighed, pressing stronger sex and imagining how would that feeling.

He swallowed, when, turning the page, he found more illustrations. In the first a man knelt before the woman, and was surprised to see it was so large, well shaped and beautiful as he had always imagined that they should be men. He could see his shoulders and his muscular chest. He swallowed again and spent the following illustration. The man had crouched before the woman, pushing her legs with one hand and his tongue was licking the soft pink flesh between her legs.

Rapunzel’s fingers moved to find his sensitive and wet vagina. Even he was surprised that so intense feeling I had ever felt, and kept reading, trying to imitate the movements of the book in person. His fingers found her most sensitive spot. When he found it, he arquó back and hips moved forward to allow your fingers stronger put pressure on her pussy. The image of man sucking sex with that woman was removed, squeezing tighter and tighter his fingers against her sex.

In the picture below, the man was clearly entering deeper his tongue between the legs of the woman, who arched his back so that he rose from the bed as the man’s hands were holding her back. Rapunzel put the book down and lay on her back with his free hand by looking down the hole he wanted to penetrate, was horny and groaned audibly as his finger got more and more inside. Feelings doubled, with touching her most sensitive spot and another finger inside her.

A cold breeze came through the window licked her bare skin, her nipples hardened at the sensation of warmth being touched by cold. It was almost as if someone was there with her, licking her nipples and legs, and opened them again, feeling the soft breeze caressing fingers as she got into the pussy hole. Wind furiously turned the pages of the book and when that brief flurry ended, was another illustration that caused Rapunzel come into an unstoppable spiral of sensations. She felt clutching lost control in her wet vagina until it was almost painful.

In the image page now lay man over woman, completely naked. Rapunzel had never seen a naked man before and was amazed by the length of an erect penis that was about to bring him his mate. Rapunzel is imagined he was above her, his fingers were his huge bar and I could feel his warm chest against his.

While all the sensations took her to the climax her hair began to glow, making the whole room destellase with a soft golden hue, spread from his shoulders, illuminating your skin and tightening her nipples as she tensed taste to that wonderful moment . Her whole body shone because of the pleasurable sensations he was experiencing. The tension of his body was released in a tremendous orgasm, making moan and to sigh as he imagined the man covering his mouth with his, kissing her while both writhing with pleasure.

When the last remnants of that pleasure ended, Rapunzel relaxed, exhausted. She took a deep breath as the cold air current touched his sensitive skin. His face was beaded with sweat and his stomach felt a strange pleasant feeling while trying to calm down and understand what had happened. But the book was still there and, despite that wonderful orgasm he had experienced for the first time that hobmre was not real and never would be. He never feels his tongue into her mouth, her body against his tender or the way in which the woman holding illustration.

Her hair stopped shining.