Prince Charming/Finding a Bride

Most of them are too old, too fat, too ugly or all three. Each morning you sit in the small drawing-room and talk to girls. At first, you try to show an interest in the proceedings, asking them where they come from what sort of things they like to do, but it soon becomes a total bore.

This morning, you're lounging in your chair drinking coffee in the first one is marched in by her mother. Percival, the king's new right-hand man and Chancellor advised you to pay close attention to the mother. "The mother is often the daughter - fifteen or twenty years on," he told you.

You brighten up when you see these two; they're younger than most for a start. The mother is still a teenager and the daughter must only be around nine or ten; she's a pretty little thing too. Her long auburn hair is tied back in some kind of fancy plait, her face is kind of round and her big brown eyes are wide open as she walks round in front of you. "Lady Spencer and her daughter Olivia," Percival announces. The mother pushes the daughter forward and she curtsies.

"Hello Olivia," you say.

"Y, Your Majesty," she stammers.

"I'm not the King so you should just call me Sir." You pat the seat beside you and she turned round to look at her mother who makes shooing movements with her hands and then she comes over and climbs up on the couch beside you. Percival winks at you and leads the mother out into the other room where they've laid out tea, coffee and cakes.

Olivia is wearing a short skirt and her legs are bare, and the sight of her smooth white thighs makes your cock twitch. "Are you really Prince Charming," she says.

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"It's just that the girls at school talk about you and they say you've got a huge cock, but mummy says it's just a story."

"Do they now," you say with a grin. "Do you want to see it?"

Her eyes grow wider and she bites her bottom lip as she nods. You undo the buttons in the front of your trousers. "Why don't you pull it out," you say.

She puts her hand in the opening and since there is no underwear to get in the way, she immediately finds the shaft of your semi-hard cock. As she wraps her hand around it she looks up and grins. "Wow!" She exclaims and pulls it out to have a closer look. Once it's free it can swell to its full size. "Wow!" She says again, "it's even bigger than daddy's."

"What else do the girls at school say about me," you ask after she pulls it across and licks the bead of pre-cum off the end.

"They don't care how big you are, they all want to marry you."

"Why is that?"

"Because you're a prince, silly."

Now it dawns on you that the only reason this cute little girl is now doing her best to suck your cock is that she wants to be Princess. You lift her head and her lips make a sucking sound as you pull your cock out of her mouth. "Bigger than daddy?" You say.

She nods. "Not thicker, but longer," she says and lowers her head back down. You look across at the spy hole where you know that Percival will be watching. This is your third blowjob of the day, so you sit back and let the girl do all the work.

"So your daddy fucks you does he?"

She lifts her head off again. "

"Oh yes, ever since I was six. Before that, it was just my brothers."

"How many brothers"

"Just four. Two older and two younger. I'm in the middle. I was still a baby when first suck Dirk's cock, he's the oldest and he been watching me feeding on mummy's breast and then she picked him up and got me to suck his cock instead. When Jimmy was born, he is a year younger than me, she used to get me to suck his cock while she was feeding him."

Hearing her talk about her family like that sets you off again and you are soon filling her mouth with spunk which she does her best to swallow. You give her a handkerchief to wipe her face and press the buzzer for Percival to come and show her out.

At dinner that evening, your father wants a report. "I was watching through the spy hole," he says. "Some of those girls were really cute. Do you want to get any of them back for an extended interview, overnight maybe?"

You shake your head. "They only want me because I'm a prince. How can I find a girl who wants me for myself?"

The King sighs. "It didn't stop you enjoying three blowjobs though, did it?" Later on, after a couple of brandies, he says - "I've got an idea. How about we have a masked ball? That way nobody will know who you are."

• The Ball