Once Upon A Dream | Disney Erotica One Shots

Peter and Wendy

Wendy sighed, opening her eyes once again to the sound of the owl perched in the old elm tree in her backyard. She hadn't been able to sleep all night. She sat up on her mattress, her sheer, light blue satin night gown tight against her skin.

She looked over at John and Michael's beds, noticing they were sound asleep. Quietly she arose from her bed, walking silently over to the window and the padded seat underneath it. She started out the window, up at the lovely London sky.

Immediately memories of Neverland swarmed her mind. She thought of Peter, and flying, and pirates and mermaids.

"I wish I could go back," she murmured, her voice like a breeze against the silence. Wendy opened one of the windows, letting the cool air softly tickle her breasts. Her nipples stood erect against the satin fabric encasing her petite yet curved body. She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in the fresh air. But when she opened them to look at the moon, it had disappeared.

As Wendy sat, bewildered, the breeze from outside grew stronger. It took a moment, but before long, Wendy noticed that there was a shape in the window that was blocking the moonlight. She let out a scream as she realized it was a person. She stumbled back, tripping over her own feet and falling to the ground. The shape raced towards her and knelt beside her, resting a hand on her shoulder.

Wendy clutched her head in one hand as she sat up. Noticing the human-like shape was touching her arm, she scrambled to her feet.

"Who are you?" she demanded, her British accent harsh against the quiet of her bedroom. The person stood, then stepping into the moonlight shining through the bedroom window. He had tan hair that brushed over her chestnut brown eyes. Wendy recognized him immediately.

"Peter?!" she gasped, stepping closer to see. He smirked. He looked exactly the same- pale, skinny, young. He reached subtly towards Wendy, touching her face gently. She put a hand up to meet his.

"You look the same," Wendy muttered. He smiled, stepping closer.

"You look beautiful," he said gently. "You must be sixteen now, my age." Wendy nodded. She had forgotten he didn't age. Peter stood closer to her, his hands on her hips. Wendy shifted her weight, clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"I heard your wish," he said cheerfully. She looked to the floor. "I can take you back." Wendy looked up. She smiled at him. He reached out his hand, backing up towards the window.

"Where's Tink? Do we need pixie dust?" Wendy asked, standing her ground. He shook his head.

"I can take you," he said blankly. "Tink's back in Neverland. Come here." Wendy nodded, stepping forward. Peter wrapped an arm around Wendy's waist, pulling her up on the seat by the windowsill. He leaped from the window, falling downward for a few quick moments. Wendy let out a gasp as the couple jerked upwards, flying forward in the air.

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It was exactly as she remembered.

The clearing where Peter landed with her was gorgeous. The grass and ferns surrounding them were the brightest of greens. Trees and vines hung over them, caressing the ground beneath them with shadows. Wendy could hear the rushing of water in the distance, along with the gentle song of birds. As she stared around in glee and wonder, excited yet again to see the beautiful land, Peter let go of her waist and took her hand.

"Follow me," Peter said warmly, leading Wendy towards an especially large willow tree perched in the center of the clearing. As the two drew closer, Wendy noticed that a small cottage-like treehouse resided within the branches. Peter led her to and up a ladder into the small house.

"It's quite lovely in here," Wendy said sweetly. Peter didn't reply, he just wrapped his arms around her waist. Wendy bit her lip, leaning back a bit. Peter leaned in, but before he could kiss her, Wendy stepped away.

"What?" Peter asked with a laugh. Wendy shook her head.

"I don't know if we should," Wendy muttered. "I don't know why, but it doesn't feel right."

"It doesn't feel right?" Peter scoffed. He pulled her against his body. "This doesn't feel right?" He placed his palm against her cheek. "How about this?"

Wendy closed her eyes, letting out a quick exhale. Shaking her head, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down against her lips. He let out a sigh of satisfaction as she opened her mouth, leading his tongue with hers. Already, Peter started grabbing at the thin strips of fabric on Wendy's shoulders.

Peter pulled Wendy's dress to the floor as she tore his shirt clean off his body. It didn't take long before the two were fully naked, Peter lying over her in the oddly hard, sheeted bed.

WENDY'S P.O.V.

"I'm gonna make you scream, Wendy," Peter whispered in her ear. She whimpered a bit, the sheets soaking with her thrill. She grabbed his waist and pulled him close, feeling the tip of his member on her vulva.

He shoved it in, slamming her uterus with mounds of pleasure and pain. Wendy bit her lips in attempt to hold back a scream. He smiled even wider, chewing on her left nipple with care.

"Peter..!" Wendy struggled to gasp through the moans. She grabbed the sheets beneath them, letting out imense moans of joy.

"Shh... Wendy, be quiet," he says softly, gripping her aching thighs with cold, tough hands. "Your screams are gonna echo through the whole island..." He pulled out, along with what seemed like liters of Wendy's cum. She relaxed her posture, thinking he was done, but he slammed his c0ck back into her entrance, splattering orgasm residue on the blankets mounted under them.

"PETER!" Wendy screamed. Tears streamed from her eyes for a few moments as she grabbed at his muscular arms in desperation. Then she felt it.

A small squirt of semen injected into her, making her stomach warm up with anticipation. But she knew that wasn't even the half of it.

"Oh my God, Peter!" Wendy squealed as another one burst into her. "Oh.. Peter..."

As he pulled halfway out and pushed back in further, she was about to scream when Peter's lips crashed into hers. She moaned into them, her eyes rolling back.

The immense pleasure in her lower belly was throbbing and making tears squeeze from her closed eyelids. Peter held her tight, rolling onto his back so she was on top.

They sat there for a few moments, his member throbbing inside her.

"I never want grow up," Wendy panted, resting her head on Peter's chest.

"Welcome to Neverland," he smirked, kissing her on the forehead.

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