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.