Carla and the Beanstalk (Chapter 1) by sex ringmaster
A remake of the story of Jack and the Beanstalk…a very perverted version…..Please not that there are several differences in this story. The two most important differences that you should note are that Jack has a hot sister, and the giants are only about 15 feet tall…about 3 times the size of a human…and everything on a giant is in the proportions as a human =) , THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER
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Once upon a time, a small poor family lived in a cottage on the outskirts of one of the busiest towns in england.
There was Jack, who was a young arrogant 16 year old boy who thought that he could get away with anything. He had brown, fair hair, was good looking, and just under six feet tall. He didn’t care for anyone but himself, and often stole what he wanted.
There was also his older 17 year old sister, Carla. She was one of the most gorgeous girls in the country, and men would always come along to ask for her hand in marriage, to which she always refused. She stood at 5 foot 5, and had long brown hair that went just past her shoulders. She had C cup breasts and a slender waist.
The two of them lived with their mother, and they were constantly struggling to get by…
Their lives were quite normal, except for the lack of money, but they got by, and were all in all happy with their lives, until Jack brought the beans to their home…
Carla woke with a start. The sun was just barely up, lower than when she usually got up. She lay awake for a moment, wondering what had woken her so early. It wasn’t long before she got her answer.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘MAGIC BEANS’?” her mother’s voice roared from beyond her bedroom door.
Carla sighed and got up from her bed and began to change into a long skirt and tight fitting blouse.She let her hair cascade down her shoulders, framing her perfect face.
While she changed, she listened to the argument taking place between her mother and her brother Jack.
From what she could hear, Jack had traded their prize cow for a couple of ‘magic beans’.
As she stepped through the door and walked into the tiny kitchen, she saw her mother throwing the beans out the small open window. Their mother turned back to Jack, who was standing with his hands to his side with an ashamed look on his face.
“JACK! YOU ARE TO WORK THE FIELD UNTIL YOU FIND ENOUGH FOR US AND OUR ANIMALS TO EAT! THAT COW WAS THE ONLY THING WE HAD LEFT THAT COULD BE SOLD FOR A GOOD PROFIT, AND NOW YOU COME BACK HERE WITH FOUR BEANS INSTEAD?!!?!?!”
Jack nodded his head and walked back out the door. As Carla walked forward she could hear Jack mutter “Bitch” under his breath as the door slammed shut.
“What are we going to do for food?” Carla asked.
Her mother sighed. “I don’t know dear, but we’ll get by. We should still have enough in that field to feed us for a couple more days. Its just up to Jack to find them.”
Carla nodded and began to do her days chores. She looked after the few chickens and goats they had left, cleaned up around the house, knitted clothes to be sold for some meager profit in town, and when night fell, cooked the few potatoes that Jack had found in the field.
When Carla went back to her room, she sighed as her belly rumbled. She stripped out of her clothes, exposing her exquisite creamy tan skin. It was quite warm that night, so she decided to sleep in the nude that night. She turned to the door to lock it, turning the brass key with a click before placing on her dresser.
As she yawned and stretched, a breeze came through the cracks in her window, chilling her just enough to harden her nipples. She shivered, not from cold, but from a shockwave of pleasure from the sensation.
She walked to her small dresser, opening a drawer to retrieve a towel.
She lay down on her bed, placing the towel beneath her firm ass to catch juices that would result from her night time activities.
She lay there, squeezing her breasts, teasing the nipples unitl they stook up hard and erect.
She spread her legs, and reached a hand down between them, rubbing her exposed, pink clit.
As she felt waves of pleasure wash over her body, she felt her pussy becoming wet beneath her fingers. When she felt that she was wet enough, she grabbed a wooden comb from her bedside table and began to rub the length of her wet clit along the length of the handle, lubing it up.
Carla was still a virgin, and had never broken her hymen. She never used anything long enough to do so. She intended to save that for when she finally found the man she wanted.
She took the comb and placed it at the entrance of her slit, and proceeded to slowly inch it in. Carla had an incredibly tight pussy, and it could barely handle the 2 inches of 1 inch wide comb that she was pleasureing herself with.
She winced from the intense pleasure as she began to slide the comb back and forth, in and out..
in, out, in, out
Carla closed her eyes, picturing a huge chiseled man pumping in and out of her. She opened her mouth, gasping for air. She pictured doing things with the man of her dreams, pleasuring him.
She quickened the pace of her hand
in, out, in, out
Sweat glistened on her body in the moonlight shining through the holes in the curtain.
Carla took one hand and put a finger in her mouth, sucking it as she would her man’s cock.
In, out, in, out
She could feel the end nearing, she increased the speed and went a bit deeper
in, out, in, out.
She was pumping all three inches of comb in and out of her pussy, she could feel it hitting her cherry with every plunge.
She gasped
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
She arched her back, shuddering as an orgasm hit her
She exploded against the comb
Juices leaked out from either side and onto the towel beneath her
She gasped, still shuddering as waves of of pleasure hit her over and over.
When it was finally over, she let her back fall back onto the bed
Panting, she took her hands off of the comb, leaving it in her.
She hadn’t pleasured herself for close to a month. This was done purposefully to increase the pleasure. The longer the interval between her sessions, the better it felt each time.
Exhausted, she turned on her side, and fell asleep, the comb still sticking out of her pussy…
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Jack grunted as he pumped his cock in his hands, watching his sister through the small key hole. He rarely ever got to see his sister naked, and when he did, she was almost never masturbating. He had only witnessed the spectacle once, and had been checking every night since then to try and catch her again.
He rubbed his cock faster and faster his sister increased her speed. He heard her gasp at last and saw her arch her back. When he saw the juices squirt from her pussy around the comb, he grunted and reached his climax as well. He painted a criss-crossing pattern of white on Carla’s door and the wooden floor in front of it. He moaned quietly as waves of pleasure ran through his body. Finished, he grinned and stood up, pulilng up his pants, and started to turn away from the door to return to his room.