A Whole New World

Jasmine was content. Well, almost. She leaned onto the balcony and tried to think about what was bothering her. She had her true love, Aladdin, Jafar was defeated forever, and the whole kingdom was blissfully peaceful once again, so what was missing?

“I’ve been inside stone walls all my life, and now, even after Aladdin and I are married, I’m still in stone walls!” she thought to herself. “Life isn’t fair!” Looking down on the palace gardens, she saw Rajah and Abu roughhousing in the lilacs. That drew a smile to her full, coral-tinted lips.

“Remember our first carpet ride together? I picked you up off this balcony.” a mischievous voice said behind her. Jasmine spun around and put her slim arms around the tanned, musculan thn that had just walked in.

“How could I?” she murmured into Aladdin’s ear, enjoying his strong arms around her petite waist. But then she pulled back.

“Aladdin, something is bothering me.”

“What is it, my flower?”

She looked pained. “I…I don’t know. But it’s like a feeling inside of me that I can’t satisfy. I don’t know what to satisfy it with…if this makes any sense. But every time you kiss me, it makes it a bit better.” She turned her face up to his hopefully. There was an expression on his face that she had never seen before. His eyes were unusually bright his whole body seemed to tremble slightly. Suddenly, he kissed her deep and hard, pushing her against the balcony. Her arms went instinctively around his neck. He bent down and in one swift motion lifted her legs and put them around his waist. They had never done this before but it felt so good. His lips traveled down to her throat where he licked her. A small moan escaped her lips. His abdomen pressed harder against her, and at the same time, he lowered his head down to the ‘V’ of her satin top and kissed her cleavage. She moaned again, and pressed the back of his head gently with her hands.

Abruptly, he stopped. He picked her up, and Jasmine let him, involuntarily clasping her hands weakly around his neck. He brought her inside, which was their bedroom. The magnificent canopy bed was surrounded by translucent veils softly glimmering in the light. He laid her down gently on the bed, pushing some of the tens of silk cushions aside.

“Feel better?” he asked, his voice low and husky with desire. Jasmine couldn’t answer. She was too out of breath. Not waiting for an answer, his eyes traveled down to her clothing. Jasmine looked down. She was wearing a satin top that was cropped below her breasts, with gauzy, flowing sleeves. Her small, firm stomach was bare and several shades lighter than Aladdin’s skin. She wore matching satin pants ending at her knees, with a see through silk skirt over it.

“He needs help.” She thought, and sat up. First, she undid her top, allowing the silk of her sleeves to flow over her arms down onto the floor. She wore a tight, strapless, cropped garment underneath, which was made of silk as fine as rice paper, providing no barrier as Aladdin’s attractive brown eyes stared. Next she undid the jeweled clasp to her skirt and that also went to the floor. The buckle to her pants was also undone, and she stepped out of them, revealing satin panties.

Aladdin swallowed. “You’re so beautiful” he gasped.

Jasmine blushed, her nerves out of control. She had never been so naked in front of anyone but her attendants. Aladdin stood up and shrugged off his embroidered vest. He gently took her by the shoulders and laid her down again. Leaning forward, they shared a long passionate kiss and he lay down beside her.