Jasmine's Wedding Night put together by TheShadow Jasmine and Aladdin had arrived at the palace her father had given to them as a wedding present. After they enter and the door to the outside closed they embraced each other... Their mouth met in mutual hunger. She needed no coaxing to part her lips; the slide of his tongue was an erotic delight that made her senses spin. He rested his quivering hands on her shoulders. She was so soft and sleek. He shifted his head to scan her entire body. She lifted her chin to meet the appreciative gaze of her brown eyes. His hand deserted her shoulder to trace lightly over her cheeks and parted lips, causing them both to tremble. His finger leisurely trailed over her nose, around her alluring eyes, and poised on her dainty chin. His hand was like an explorer, one who not only mapped out territory, but claimed it as wel l. Jasmine was content to stand mesmerized by him, to allow him free reign over her body and will. She felt like a rose petal floating peacefully on an azure see. Finally, her hands went upward to caress his chest. As her flattened palms moved o ver his muscled flesh, she was aware of the thudding of his heart. Aladdin's head lowered ever so slowly and his mouth deftly covered hers, their tongues touching and teasing. Jasmine was ecstatic, Aladdin was what she wanted and needed; and he was here with her. She felt so comfortable with him. She felt al ive and happy. She felt wild and wonderful. His hands eased to her full firm breasts, each capturing and tantalizing a firm mound. There was no need for embarrassment or shyness or resistance. They were married; they were in love; they could do anything which pleased them. Aladdin felt her nipples harden under his palms. Shivers, like lightning, raced through her body as he kneaded her amazingly sensitive nipples between his thumb and forefinger. His hands squeezed the pleading mounds and sweetly tormented the thrusting peaks. His head bent forward as his probing tongue touched hers; they savored the taste of each other. Jasmine's hands roved the hard, smooth body before her. They played over the taut, sinewy muscles across his chest and lining his shoulders. They roamed over and around his slim, flat stomach. Her fingertips playfully grazed his hips, then wa ndered to examine his firm buttocks. His actions were stealing her senses and control. Gently he traced the outline of her spine down to its base, then he softly felt the shape of her buttocks. Crushing her against his body so that he could feel his mounting excitement, he slowly pushed his hand underneath her silk pants and sh e felt his hand on the naked flesh below her panties, then he slid his hand under the delicate lace. Jasmine was shaking, she wanted him with an intensity that was unbelievable, her knees were trembling and she didn't think she could stand much longe r. She felt him har d against her as his fingers caressed her quivering buttocks and firmly pulled her against him. With an effort, Aladdin pulled himself away, gave a great sigh of anticipation, lifted Jasmine into his arms and carried her up the stairs into the master bedroom. He set her down and then closed the door. Aladdin came to her and with slow precision, his mouth took her's in a devouring, passionate kiss that swept away all her inhibitions. Responding with the fullness of a woman, Jasmine slipped her arms around his neck and hugged him nearer. They were separated only by the thinness of their clothes, Aladdin began to move restlessly against her welcoming softness. The firmness of her breasts wreaked havoc on his already inflamed senses, and his desire was stretched to the limits and she m oaned low in her th roat. Tenderly, he drew away and with gentle fingers he slid her top down, revealing the swells of her breasts. "You're so lovely," he said almost reverently as he traced an erotic pattern on the exposed flesh. Desire coursed through her at his delib erately teasing touch and she moved closer to him, wanting more. Aladdin closed his fingers over her rounded, soft breasts. Jasmine groaned as she felt his callused palm cup her sensitive flesh. The erotic sound shocked her; knowing that it had come from her own throat shocked her more. The play of his war m, knowing hands as he massaged the softness of her breasts lit fires of need within her, and when he bent to suckle at her nipples, she gasped at the sensations he aroused. Her breath stopped as his hot, moist breath scorched her flesh. Her eyes cl osed helplessly; he r head thrashed from side to side in tortured longing. She wanted him with a fierceness that shocked her... Aladdin drew Jasmine down to the soft cushions that made up their bed with him. Slipping her top from her slim shoulders he tossed it carelessly aside and gathered her into his arms. The fire that had been smoldering inside him burst into fla me as he moved over her and his mouth found hers in a breath stealing exchange. At the thrust of his hard thighs against her pliant flesh, Jasmine surged upwards wanting-no needing more and she writhed feverishly beneath him. "Easy love," Aladdin mum mer softly as he lo wered his head to her breast and pressed heated kisses to the taut brown nipples. Starbursts of passion soared through her as he teased each one in turn, and she held his head to her, savoring the joy of his caress. Jasmine could feel that hard strength of him pressed to her thigh, and with a tentative hand she reached out to touch him, wanting to give him the same pleasure he was giving her. Slowly, cautiously, her fingers explored that most intimate pa rt of him. Aladdin pressed his hand over hers and rotated his hips against her. Jasmine's fingers measured the width and length and strength of him, alternately squeezing and stroking until he gasped and reached down and pulled it away from him, hold ing it tightly for an instant before lifting it to his mouth and pressing a heated kiss to her knuckles. "Much more of that and you'll unman me," he groaned. He kissed her gently. " I want you Jasmine. More than I've wanted any other woman." His sweet confession made her sprits soar! He wanted her and he had called her a woman. " I want you too, " she spoke the words for the first time hesitantly. Her sweet confession was all the encouragement he needed. Moving quickly, he stripped off his own clothes and then turned back to her. With patient hands, he unfastened her bottom and panties and, with help from Jasmine, slid it from her body . "You're perfect," he whispered. His eyes taking in her silken breasts, her smooth stomach, and the slender length of her legs. While Jasmine watched him in wide-eyed anticipation, he slowly bent to kiss her. At the touch of his lips on hers, she sighed in total abandon an d looped her arms around his neck, pulling him down. The touch of his chest felt wonderful against her bare breasts, and she rubbed sinuously against him. When his hand sought the satin smoothness of her bare stomach his lips claimed her again and his hand dipped even lower. Jasmine arched in passionate response as he explored the tight center of her womanhood, and when he began skillful caress es, creating within her body sensations that caused her to writhed in ecstasy. His magical, stimulating touch brought her to a peak again and again until she was begging to be released from his sensual torment. "Aladdin," she panted, her eyes glazed with passion. "Please-I-need-" Aladdin knew that she was ready for him but he fought against taking her just yet. She was an innocent, a virgin and he wanted to teach her about the ways of love. With gentle pressure, he increased the tempo of his stroking as he captured her lips in a quick, devastating kiss. "Now my sweet. I'll please you now." Trailing kisses down her throat, he paused briefly to savor the pulse beating wildly there and then moved lower to continue his erotic foray at the tempting mounds of her breasts. She felt a shaft of liquid fire shoot along her veins as he su ckled her quivering nipples, and whimpered when at last his mouth left her breasts to forge a moist trail across her flat belly to the curling triangle of hair below. He pressed a hard, hot kiss to the soft mound; Jasmine felt the shock clear down to her toes. Her eyes fluttered open. They widened at seeing his head nestling cozily between her slender, parted thighs. "Aladdin, no!" she protested raggedly as he pressed torrid kisses to the dampened heat of her. Her fingers tugged sharply on his hair. "Aladdin!" He lifted his head at the frantic plea in her voice. Unable to help herself, she moved her hips in silent protest at the cessation of the fiery torment of his lips on the most secret, shameful part of her. At her involuntary movement his eyes narrowed with passion. His breath caught in a harsh sigh. "You taste so good-like honey and spice," he muttered gutturally as he placed his head back between her thighs. "Oh yes! Yes," Jasmine cried. Grasping his head, she clung to him as his lips and tongue worked their wonders on her willing flesh. The feelings he aroused were spiraling out of control, and she bucked so wildly that Aladdin had to hold her hips down so that he could cont inue to pleasure her Jasmine sought and found the ultimate pleasure in a burst of rainbow glory that left her weak and satisfied. Eyes closed, she rested and savored the beauty of the joy he had just given her. Aladdin knew he'd satisfied her, but now wanted to i ntroduce her to real love. His lips again claimed her's in a fierce, savage possession. Jasmine gasped and shuddered into his mouth. She could taste herself on his lips; the notion both shocked and excited her unbearably. His hand went back down and started to stroke t he center of her passion again as his lips reclaimed her breasts. Aladdin began to caress her again, this time with more daring. She had thought the passion within her had been satisfied, but his bold aggressive touch awoke more exciting feelings. Reveling in his lovemaking, she gave herself up to him with out question, parting her legs for his questing caresses. Raking her hands through his hair, she pulled him to her, but this time she was the aggressor as she kissed him provocatively, breaking his determination to go slowly with her. As she eagerly came to him, Aladdi n could no longer hold back. Moving over her, he covered her body in that most intimate of positions. Jasmine could feel that hardness of his manhood probing at her sensitive flesh and she wriggled invitingly beneath him. She was feverish with desire for him and she want ed to know the fullness of his love. Boldly Jasmine reached out to touch him. She was velvet and fire, and Aladdin was lost when she reached out to guide him to her. Slipping his hands beneath her buttocks, he lifted her hips and pressed his entry, moving easily so as not to fri ghten her. Jasmine gasped at the pain of accepting him and though she wanted to please him, she couldn't help but tense against the alien intrusion. Aladdin groaned his intense pleasure as he slid deeply within her tight, silken sheath, but he soon realized that she was not sharing his ecstasy. "Jasmine-I'm sorry if I hurt you." Aladdin pressed heated kisses against her throat, hoping to rekindle the desire she'd been experiencing before he'd entered her. "Try to relax, it'll get better, I promise," he said soothingly, caressing her gently. He was aching to take her, but he knew he had to wait until she was ready or risk destroying the joy between them for all time. With great effort, he held himself in check and continued to stroke her with tender but provocative intent. "I'll be fine, " she said throatly, making an effort to physically relax. "It's just all so new to me and you're so big." Jasmine blushed as she realized what she'd just blurted out. Aladdin chuckled at her naive observation. "Thank you," and he bent to kiss her softly. "I hope I please you." "You do, you do." She hugged her arms about his neck and passionately lifted her lips to his. Rotating her hips experimentally, she was surprised to find that the discomfort had passed and was replaced by a tingling sense of fullness. Her small movement was al l the invitation that Aladdin needed and, at last, he gave his passion full reign. "Move with me sweet," he said and pacing himself, he trust into her, delving into the molten silken core of her womanly depths. Offering him the very essence of her love, Jasmine met him tentatively at first and then eagerly as his driving hips branded her as his own for all time. Her hips undulated in the age-old, instinctive rhythm that made him gasp, moving faster and faster. To Jasmine's surprise, she felt a stirring of desire again and she matched his rhythm, intent on returning the pleasure he had given her and wanting the fire of ecstasy he had given her before. The sensation of her body swallowing him only to free him and swallow him again was exquisite. She clutched him tighter, calling his name. His ridged self-control dissolved as her body responded to him, welcoming his deep thrusts. Jasmine car essed his back and slipped her hands lower to explore his lean buttocks and hard, driving hips. Her own excitement grew frenzied and she writhed beneath him, wanting and needing more. She wrapped he legs around him, holding him more closely, and moving with him as one. when his hands moved under her buttocks to lift her so she could acc ept him more deeply, she gasped at the sensation he aroused. Again her body was engulfed in ecstasy as the waves of intense pleasure washed over her, and she clasped him to her, clinging to his strength and worshipping his body with hers. Knowing he'd pleased her again, Aladdin gave himself up to overw helming passion that possessed him. With final frantic thrusts, he emptied himself with in her. Embedded inside her, he rested. They lay unmoving, catching their breaths. After a while Aladdin rolled to his side and Jasmine curled against his moist body. His arm encircled her and drew her close. When his labored breathing slowed and eventually returned to normal, he moved to press a kiss on her damp forehead. His fingers lazily stroked her back and arm and she cuddled against him. They lay thus for a lengthy time. Later, he began to press light kisses on her hair, his fingers trailing up and down her spine. They were utterly relaxed; yet their desires were growing anew. Aladdin's hands gently cupped Jasmine's firm buttocks and pulled her hips snugly ag ainst his. One hand drifted up her side to capture and tantalize her breasts, running a finger round and round them. Then her rolled her to her back, replacing his hand with his lips. Jasmine closed her eyes and savored the stimulation of her unbridled senses. He stirred and tempted her until she reached down for his head and drew his mouth to hers. Ravenously she meshed her lips to his. Her hands roved his body from head to thigh and, when one hand captured his rigid manhood, she stroked its warm, smooth surface. Aladdin groaned and twisted his hips to give her more freedom to pleasure him. His mouth greedily sought the points on her breasts, encompassing and stimulating each one in turn. As if he wanted to sample every inch of her delectable body, his exploring tongue roamed the willing territory that his hands traveled. His mo uth roamed her silky skin until it glistened with his loving moisture. Every so often his lips would find a special place, causing her to writhe and moan in exquisite pleasure. He would linger there until she pleaded for mercy. To give such rapture was intoxicating. It inspired a heady feeling of power in him. Suddenly she joined his tempting game. Hundreds of tiny kisses flickered over his body, stirring his senses to a higher levels of arousal. His respiration bec ame labored and uneven. Though passion glazed eyes Aladdin watched Jasmine ecstatically torment his throbbing shaft. The tension mounted until he squirmed on the bed. Undeniably, her hands and lips were as skilled at giving pleasure as his! He pushed her to her back and lifted her legs. Gluing his ravenous attention to an enticing sight that threaten to steal his control, he delivered several more kisses to her inner thighs, then locked his lips to the quivering peak that pleade d for relief. Then he reached out with his tongue, making it into a point, darted and darted it again at the tiny organ. Sometimes sucking it with his mouth, sometimes just licking it with a light, flicking touch taking long loving tastes. "Please," she whimpered in great need to end sweet agony he was causing her. Finding her ready to accept him, he laid atop her, and gently slid his hard maleness into her receptive body, creating a sensation of bliss which almost erupted into a blazing, all-consuming fire. Jasmine's body arched upward, taking his entire length. As he moved with care and experience, she matched her rhythm to his. Each time he entered, Jasmine's womanhood locked around him, almost refusing to release him for another blissful plunge. Pressing his weight to her breast, Aladdin fused his mouth to hers, he pounded his groin against hers. He worked swiftly and deliberately, guiding her over the point of no return, then quickly followed. Their spasms blended together as each reveled in the staggering explosion of passion. The world receded for a time as Aladdin and Jasmine came together to blend bodies and spirits as ecstasy assailed and consumed them. Their bodies blended time and time again until every blissful spasm ceased and they were enveloped in the war mth of contentment and sated senses. Aladdin's lips brushed over Jasmine's mouth several times. he kissed the tip of her nose and each closed eye. He trailed kisses over her cheeks and brows. He whispered words of love and satisfaction into her ears. They lay entwined on the bed , silently and lovingly holding each other, savoring their triumphant joining... They kissed and embraced tenderly as slumber claimed their exhausted bodies.