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Little Red Riding Hood (Ff/M, inc, ws, ped, beast, fant)
by Anonymous (address withheld by request)
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A twist on a classic fairytale, with plenty in store.
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1
At first the six-year-old little girl is reluctant, when
her mother calls her in from the playground. As soon as
she hears that she is to see her grandmother however, she
becomes eager to come in, because she likes this not-too-
old woman very much. When she spends time with her
grandmother, she always has fun.
Quickly the mother has removed her child's jeans and
dressed her in a short skirt. A nice little red cape with
matching hood makes the slender blonde child look very
neat. Granny had given it to her some times ago; and
since then she only is called "Little Red Ridinghood" (as
this is the type of cape that people used to wear, when
riding horses).
A basket with wine and cake is standing ready. The mother
gives last advice to the little girl; such as not to
leave the straightway, etc. The young woman sighs,
because she knows quite well, that these tips would be
forgotten by her daughter very quickly.
Still, the way isn't far, and the little girl has been to
visit her grandmother many times before. The child raises
to her toes to get a good-bye-kiss and a loving pat on
her firm little behind; then she leaves. Happily
skipping, Little Red Ridinghood follows the way to her
grandmother's house that leads into the wood after a
curve.
Soon it's becoming rather dark, as the woods are deep and
the day is overcast. This causes the child to grow quiet
and thoughtful. She is very glad to see a little
clearing, illuminated by a sunbeam. Having a need to
piss, the girl hurries off the straightway to this spot
without thinking of the admonitions she got from her
mother. She quiets her conscience with the idea of
picking some flowers to carry them to Granny.
Relieved, the girl squats herself on the forest floor,
pulls down her slip to her ankles, and lets spring the
little golden river. Just like a little muzzle the soft
rosy crack distends and produces a twirled foaming stream
pattering on the forest floor. But what a shock when the
six-year-old rises and finds herself vis-a-vis with a
giant gray wolf. If she had not pissed yet, the little
girl surely would have wetted her slip then.
Frightened she turns around, stumbles out of her slip;
the garment remaining on the forest floor, and rushes
away several steps. The wolf's slow smooth voice calls
her back.
"Well, well, Little Red Ridinghood, you need not be
frightened. I never would do you any harm."
Hesitatingly the little girl stops running. The wolf
seems so nice to her, that she turns around and starts
chatting with this beast. After some time the girl
relaxes, but doesn't dare to bend down to pick up her
slip lying on the floor. While the two unequal creatures
talk, Little Red Ridinghood slowly approaches the huge
wolf.
She tells him that she is on the way to visit her
grandma. By this time she has built so much trust that
she even dares to caress his dense gray fur. The wolf
likes this very much and settles down on the floor,
growling comfortably. The little girl throws herself
cheering over this shaggy fellow.
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"You like this, don't you?" she asks; while she tousles
his dense fur and slips to and fro on the pretty tame-
seeming animal.
The wolf is rolled back and forth by the happy laughing
child and settles at last on his back. A quite strange
sensation grows in Little Red Ridinghood's naked belly
rushing around on the wolf's fur. Disheveling the coarse
fur of the wolf's abdomen she suddenly encounters a very
stiff thing. "What's this?" the little one wonders;
closing her little fingers around this growing item.
The wolf has put back his ears and gives himself over
completely to her childish curiosity. His penis has
appeared out of the hairy sheath by the touches of the
child's little hands. Amazed, the little girl bends down
close to the hot thing, that she only can grab with both
hands.
Curiously she examines the wolf's glans which is as big
as her fist, and approaches her little mouth
hesitatingly, until her tongue touches the taut orb.
"That tastes funny!" she says; but determinedly she opens
wide her little mouth and slides it over the animal's
organ with effort.
The wolf feels like he was yanked up, when the little
girl begins to suck with closed eyes like a little calf
at the udder. He starts pushing from his hind legs, and
his piece expands even more, as a thick ball expands in
the little girl's mouth until she can barely close her
lips around it.
The eruption of wolfish semen takes Little Red Ridinghood
totally by surprise. With widened eyes, she swallows hard
the salty liquid; and sucks again for the next shot,
until the jumping source runs dry and the swollen ball
shrinks enough for her to remove her mouth from the organ
without getting her jaw out of shape. Smacking she licks
her lips.
"That tasted awfully good!" she states; and leans back
against the broad back of the lying beast, as if she
sucked the cum out of swollen peters every day. But
suddenly she falls down on her back because the thankful
wolf wants to give back the benefit of the pleasure he
enjoyed to her; and has jumped to his feet.
Little Red Ridinghood gets a little bit scared, when the
savage beast lowers his big head with those sharp teeth
to her little head. "Eeeeeeh!" she screams laughing, when
the wet coarse tongue drives over her face and neck. But
when the wolf licks into the notch of her shirt and
reaches her little nipples, the child becomes very quiet
and closes her eyes.
The wolf turns around over the little body so that his
hind legs stand at both sides of her head. Then he lowers
his head to her naked belly. The child jumps when it
feels the first tongue-stroke at her little naked cunny.
Gasping, the girl extends her body and stretches it
against the wolf's tongue.
Again and again the wolf leads his coarse tongue along
the little slit, from the crinkled bumhole to the
swelling clit. Little Red Ridinghood has closed her eyes
firmly; and trembles with her whole body when her little
joy-button is brought up by the wolf's tongue. And when
the beast dips the tip of his tongue into the girl's tiny
entrance, she pants and jumps in shocks; experiencing the
first orgasm of her young life.
Patiently the wolf keeps on licking. Moaning, the child
bites her fist, when she sees directly over her the
wolf's newly extended rod. Panting she grabs it and sucks
on it hectically, while more orgasms shake her little
body.
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The wolf enjoys this very much and extends his efforts
causing the child to run out of control. This time, when
the animal's sperm shoots down her throat, the little
girl swallows eagerly; and screams and struggles with her
slim little legs to give air to her lust; almost
swallowing the swollen member itself; as this time she
doesn't stop sucking until the ball has shrunk inside her
little mouth, and the stiff member begins to retreat into
its furry sheath.
Exhausted the big savage beast and the little girl are
lying together. The child has slung her little arms
tightly around the coarse fellow; giving him many kisses
on his muzzle. Her red hood having slipped from her fine
blonde pigtails; she fixes it again.
"Actually Mother says I mustn't leave the straightway,"
she explains her departure to her newfound friend. "But
then I never would have met you, my beloved wolf!"
"That really would have been a shame!" grumbles the wolf,
to whom the six-year-old girl has given a special joy.
"Now I must go on to my grandmother. Thank you so much,
dear wolf!" Thoughtfully she strokes over her little wet
shining belly and picks up her slip. Then she grabs the
basket and jogs along the way to her grandmother's house.
Now the wolf has only gotten his appetite whetted by this
sweet little child's mouth; and takes a shortcut to the
way the child has described to him, across the darker
forest and deeper woods where she can't go, in big jumps
and reaches the grandmother's house after a short time;
knowing it will take the child MUCH longer to follow the
path. He sneaks around until he finds an open door that
leads into the cellar.
Quietly he slips in and approaches carefully the bedroom
of the old lady. Now one should know that this "old" lady
is in no way feeble; she's only 37. She gave birth to
Little Red Ridinghood's mother at 16. Actually she isn't
really ill, but only feels a little flabby and is lying
in her bedroom clothed only in a thin gown; reading and
awaiting her granddaughter.
What a surprise, when the door opens and the big head of
the huge wolf enters. With a soft sigh she faints. With
one leap the savage beast is over the unconscious woman
and rips away the light nightgown off her body. Growling
snugly the wolf lowers his muzzle on the grandmother's
firm breast and lets his rough tongue wander over her
nipples.
The unconscious woman's body reacts and makes the sensual
buds grow and harden. With each stroke of the beast's
tongue the female body shakes, stretching out her breasts
to the wolf's muzzle. In the meantime, the sleeper's
thighs part like in a trance.
The strong scent of the awakening female lust teases the
licking wolf's nostrils. He drives a wet track down from
her breast, over her flat stomach, through the dense dark
bush, to the source of the hot odor. When the tip of the
wolf's tongue first touches the grandmother's already
stiff clit, her body arches abruptly and she wakes up.
She is shocked when she realizes who is giving her so
much joy. But she is almost ready to climax.
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"What are you doing to me, you savage animal?" she
murmurs and tousles the gray fur of the wolf. Then she
only can throw back her head and give herself to the
spasms coming from deep within her. The animal continues
licking without tiring; while Grandma arches again, as
yet another orgasm rips through her body. She has grabbed
her breasts and clutches them firmly; raising her upper
body, she stares trembling at the savage beast that is
possessing her, then falls back with a loud shriek.
(Unbeknownst to either of them, this shriek travels far;
but at first it's ignored.)
The woman turns onto her stomach; enjoying the afterglow
of her spasms. But what's this? She feels the wolf's body
over hers. At the same time, she feels his huge rod poke
between her thighs. Almost unconsciously she lifts her
ass and grabs behind herself to lead the good piece of
meat to her pussy. A short contact with the slippery
entrance then the fat glans slips into the right track.
Grandma gasps when the whole rod vanishes completely in
her cunt with only one stroke. Growling the wolf nibbles
on the nape of his human fuck-partner, while he fills the
woman with strong shoves up to the hilt. Anew her orgasm
is building up; each thrust of the piercing sword yanks
her up and makes her whimper. She barely feels the
swollen knob inflating in her body; locking her to the
savage beast, as the feeling of the bone-hard prick
poking into her cervix has her full attention.
When the wolf blows a last time against her cervix and
squirts his sperm directly into her womb, a long howl
escapes the woman's wide opened mouth. Helplessly
struggling and wiggling, she pulls her canine lover
close, and faints. The wolf comes to his feet under a wet
slurping sound of his tool leaving the woman's cave.
At first it won't come out; but then as the knob shrinks
under the influence of having already cum twice with the
little girl, and now once in the older woman, its
satiated state makes it diminish rapidly. Besides, having
born Red Ridinghood's mother, the woman's cunny just
isn't as tight as it was when she was Red's age. He lets
the fainted woman slide down from the bed. He closes the
curtains of the bedroom's window with his teeth, causing
the room to fall into darkness.
With some effort, the wolf pulls the sleeping hood from
the unconscious woman's head; then he pushes her under
the bed. He slips under the covers; and puts the sleeping
hood on his gray head. At last he drapes the shreds of
the nightgown over his upper body and sinks back for a
short nap.
A short time later the wolf wakes up by the noise of the
opening door. "Grandma, I'm here, your Little Red
Ridinghood! I've brought cake and wine."
"Come in, my child! I'm lying in bed," whispers the wolf.
The child opens the door and is only able to see somebody
lying in bed with Granny's sleeping-hood. The little girl
sits down on the bed's edge. "Phew, this was really a
long way! I'm really tired; may I get into bed with you
for a little bit, Granny?" She always had liked to cuddle
with her grandma.
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"Of course, my child! Just undress and come in," the low
voice comes from the bed. With only few moves the girl
gets rid of her skirt, shirt, shoes, socks and of course
her slip. Only the little red cape and hood remains;
because she knows that her grandma likes it on her very
much.
In a hush the six-year-old girl has slipped under the
covers next to what she believes is her beloved grandma;
and cuddles closely to the warm body. She yawns and
states sleepily, "You've sure got a woolly gown today,
Granny," then she is sound asleep. The wolf lifts the
covers and examines the slender rosy child's body with
pleasure.
One little finger has gotten lost between the little bold
labia and rests pinched in this lovely crack. Little Red
Ridinghood smiles in her slumber and moves her narrow
pelvis slowly. Suddenly she opens her eyes. "Oh Granny,
I've had a very nice dream!" Then she seems to be aware
of something not quite being as usual.
Hesitatingly she asks her supposed grandmother: "Grandma,
why do you have such big ears?"
"So I can hear you better!" replies the wolf, in as high
a voice as he can muster.
"And why do you have such big eyes, Grandma?"
"So I can see you better!" and with this the wolf's
glowing eyes wander over the naked child's body and stick
to the tender cunny.
Little Red Ridinghood almost feels the look, and trembles
a little. "And why do you have such a long tongue?" she
asks hesitatingly.
"So I can TASTE you better!" he replies; almost scaring
her. To demonstrate this, the wolf slides his rough
tongue over the little girl's nipples, and down over her
naked belly. The child touches the woolly fur of her
bedmate and comes in contact with the extended rod.
She clenches her little hands around it and asks. "And
why do you such a huge tail?" she starts to ask; but now
she remembers the feeling from before, and stares
intensely at the wolf's face.
"You're not really my grandma, you are my dear, dear
wolf!" Shouting with joy she jumps up, opens the
curtains, and throws herself on the big animal. "And you
brought my nice toy!" she cries happily.
With this, the little girl bends over the giant glans and
slips her little mouth with some effort over the red
shining orb to suck wildly at this lollipop. Then she
stops. "But really, why do you have such a big tail?"
"I'm going to show you, my Little Red Ridinghood," growls
the wolf. "Just lay down on your back!"
Immediately the six-year-old girl turns on her back;
spreading her slender thighs widely to offer her little
cunny to the attentions of her dear wolf. The wolf lowers
his head and licks with broad tongue over this delicious
peach. The child moans comfortably and enjoys the jerks
in her own immature body with firmly closed eyes.
6
When her cunny is neatly wetted, the wolf moves up and
continues his caressing at the neck and the chest of the
heavily breathing child. At the same time, he puts his
thick glans carefully to the widespread slit. Back and
forth the tip of the wolf's rod slides on the little cunt
that becomes very slippery. With each stroke, he pushes
gently some more into the narrow channel.
Little Red Ridinghood has gotten red cheeks; breathes
loudly and pants; pushing her little pelvis against the
wolf's probing rod. Her labia clench around the tip of
the prickhead which rests firmly against her hymen. A
trembling in her abdomen tells the wolf, that this little
girl is about to cum. So he withdraws a last time and
pushes forcefully against the obstacle.
A high-pitched scream escapes the girl, then the huge
weapon slides into the child's deflowered belly. This
first scream did not go completely unnoticed outside the
small cottage; but at first did little more than distract
the only person who might have heard and misunderstood.
Hardly half of the wolf's meat fits into the narrow
channel before the tip pushes against the tiny cervix.
As soon as the deflowering pain subsides, the child
starts throwing her little pelvis against the wolf's
thrusts. She pants, whines and arches each time the giant
rod stretches her little cunt extremely and smashes
against her womb. The wolf enjoys the glowing tightness
of the child's crotch clutching his member like a vise,
and the excited wriggling of the little body beneath
himself.
Even before the wolf is ready to shoot his rocks, the
little girl arches up sobbing, helplessly struggling,
when the childish but strong orgasm shakes her body. Her
jerking channel milks the wolf's prick and carries him
over the edge. Just two more thrusts, then he presses his
cock firmly against the little girl's cervix and squirts
forcefully into the child.
The tight fit of her channel doesn't allow the sperm to
escape in other direction than into her uterus. The
feeling of his boiling semen gushing into the sanctuary
of her immature womanhood yanks the helplessly pierced
child through a chain of spasms that stretch her little
body to the tips of her toes; while the pointed rod
inside her belly actually slides into the ring of muscles
guarding her womb; allowing the thick member behind it to
enter her completely, before the swelling knot gets stuck
outside.
The last thick squirts directly into her uterus seem to
soothe the pain that otherwise might have resulted from
being so cruelly stretched by the wolf's obscene member.
Little Red involuntarily jerks her body downward;
impaling herself fully on the beast's swollen rod, as the
animal tries to plant his seed as far up in the child's
belly as possible.
The inflating canine member does its designed job to
ensure that not one precious drop of her canine lover's
sperm goes anywhere but into the little girl's developing
young womb where it belongs. Red shrieks at the
penetration; but whether from ecstasy, pain, or terror is
hard to tell. Still, the evidence is for the former; as
instead of pulling away from the beast, she actually
tries to force herself farther down.
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Only this is impossible, as by this time she has taken
the beast, knob and all, all the way up into her tight
little cunny, with his sharp-pointed penis actually
squirting thick white canine sperm into her almost
pubescent young womb. Unknown to the members enjoying
themselves in the bedroom, this second scream has
attracted attention from without.
The person hearing it has no way of knowing that these
are screams of pleasure, not pain, so he hurries toward
the source of the noise. Of course, pleasures like this
cannot last for long; even with big strong wolves and
horny little girls.
Eventually the beast's strong outpourings into the child
dwindle to just mild spurts; while Little Red's wild
gyrations around the spike in her belly slow to
occasional jerks of her tiny pelvis, as she tries to get
one last twinge from the beast whose "tail" fills her sex
so nicely. Exhausted the wolf settles above his little
human bride without stressing her with his weight.
Slowly the quick breathing and panting slows down; and
she embraces the big wolf whose most important piece she
still owns; as she finds herself fastened to him by the
enormous ball that has swollen in her tight little cunny.
Still, the little girl enjoys the sensation of being
mated to her canine lover and she kisses him again and
again on his muzzle.
"Now I've caught you, big wolf, I'll never give you free!
That was soooo terribly nice! Would you mind doing the
same thing with Granny?" Now she remembers. "Actually,
where is Granny?"
She sits up and lets the wolf's penis escape with a wet
sucking sound from her tight box, as the swollen knob has
finally shrunk enough for him to pull out. At the same
moment, something is going on under the bed; as Grandma
crawls into the light. "Granny! There are you!"
Emphatically Little Red Ridinghood jumps upon the woman;
entwines her waist with her slender thighs and embraces
her tightly; ignoring the slippery streams of goo matting
her between the legs. "Oh, Little Red Ridinghood, you are
really stark naked! And your red hood has been scrambled!
And you're all messy down there! You wicked fellow, did
you dare to do the same to this little child..." grandma
threatens, smiling to the wolf and tousles his dense fur.
"Now, then I must inspect immediately, if everything is
in good order!" She puts the child down on the edge of
the bed; lifts her slender thighs up to her flat chest
and bends over the child's crotch. Little Red Ridinghood
lets herself fall back and feels her grandma putting a
finger at the opening, which is slippery with wolf-sperm.
She sighs deeply as this finger slides into the narrow
channel without resistance.
"Ah, I see... someone has been in here!"
"O yes, this one!" giggles the little girl and grabs the
wolf's joyspender, which is recovering slowly from his
former work.
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Excitedly, the woman lowers her mouth on her
granddaughter's cunt. The child pants when Grandma's
tongue twirls into her crotch. The taste of the sperm
mixing with the deflowering blood and the love-juice of
the child cause growing eagerness in the older woman.
Smacking, she licks deeper and deeper into the little
girl.
To get more of it she inserts both of her index- fingers
into the six-year-old vagina and pulls the child wide
open. In this way she can insert her long pointed tongue
deeply. Even the tiny cervix is reachable. Each lick over
the tiny nub causes the child's body to jerk
uncontrollably. "I want something for me, too!" gasps the
child and turns her head to get the fist like head of the
wolf's penis into her mouth.
Breathing hard through her nose she sucks this nice big
lollipop, while wave after wave of lust ripple through
her belly. But her grandma has tended short to orgasm
tasting the juices she extracts from the inner child.
Just some strokes of her own finger help her over the
cliff.
At the same moment, with her spasms Little Red Ridinghood
stretches, clutches the woman's head with her thighs and
goes rigid; while the wolf's juice shoots down her
throat. No little drop of life juice gets lost from the
eager swallowing little girl. Exhausted the three of them
lie in a heap after the storm. First of them up is the
girl crawling up across her grandmother's belly to kiss
her and to play with her breasts.
"Don't you want to play with the wolf like I did?" she
asks.
The wolf just howls with frustration at the sight of his
deflating member, and his inability to perform again
after being so thoroughly drained by the little girl's
sucking young vagina and eager little mouth. "But I did,
my dear child!" Anew the woman fixes the red hood for the
girl, that has been tousled once more.
"And did he squirt into you, too? May I look?"
"Of course, my dear little one!" Grandma spreads her
thighs wide and gives the green light to the child.
Little Red Ridinghood lies down across her grandma's
belly and parts the woman's pubic hair with her little
hands. Then she inserts one little finger between her
granny's labia; feels the slippery wetness; and tastes it
immediately.
"Mmmmmmh!" she smacks; then she puts her whole mouth to
this source. Grandma's eyes turn back with lust when her
grandchild pushes her tongue into the woman's fucking
channel without hesitation and slicks out the female
juices mixing with the formerly injected wolf's sperm.
While she does, the wolf has positioned himself behind
the little girl, and give little whimpers and howls of
frustration at not being able to penetrate the child
because his member is too soft and limber, even with the
erotic dance taking place in front of him, to enter even
the most slack and willing of cunts, let alone the tight
little sleeve of the little girl lapping at her
grandmother's leaking vagina.
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It is this sight... of a little girl apparently cowering
in her grandmother's lap, while both females have lost
their clothing in an apparent attempt to escape the
slovering wolf about to bite the little girl, that
appears to the astounded eyes of the woodcutter who slams
open the door, after coming in response to the child's
earlier screams.
If he hadn't been so surprised at the sexy dishabille of
the two women, it's almost certain that the woodsman's
axe would have split the wolf in two... or at least
damaged him seriously. As it is (fortunately for all
concerned) the heavy axe buries itself deep into the wood
flooring; allowing both women to stop him from raising it
again, during the time it took the brawny man to pull it
free.
Once it became clear that the women were NOT being
threatened by the big carnivore, but only being ravished
by him; and that further the wolf's howls were not
intended to frighten his prey, but merely frustration at
not being able to get hard again, with such a delectably
sexy sight in front of him, the man laughed!
"My friend," he said, patting the mighty beast on the
side, "that's what you get from sending an animal to do a
man's job."
This brings a smirk from the wolf (as much as an animal
CAN smile, that is). Little does the man know the
insatiable appetites of the two females in front of him.
Curling up in the corner, the wolf licks his abused
penis, as he watches the woodcutter shed his clothes and
approach the two on the bed who have resumed where they
left off.
Impatiently the girl pulls the woman's nether lips wide
apart to be able to lick deeply into the crotch. The
Woman enjoys comfortably the eagerness of her little
granddaughter. At the same time she caresses the child's
little upturned butt; exposing it to the attentions of
the man approaching from the rear.
Little Red Ridinghood squeezes her little hand deeper and
deeper into the woman to reach her inner treasures; while
Grandma spreads her legs wide to give proper access to
the child. Suddenly there's a little jerk when the
child's hand slides into the woman's snatch completely.
Deeply moaning, the grandmother watches intensely the
curious child pushing her slender arm even deeper.
Grandma swims in lust! Another orgasm shakes the female
body but she isn't released because her grandchild pulls
her arm out of her grandma and licks the juices from her
hand. Then she returns it with one single push in the
warm and wet hollow. The woman's groping fingers find
Little Red Ridinghood's naked slit that shines between
her slender thighs.
Moaning, she puts two fingers against the tender opening
and pushes gently but firmly into the childish flesh. The
little girl jerks and turns her head to smile at her
grandmother's face. The experienced fingers frisk the
six-year-old cunny and push against the little cervix,
which they rub slightly. Trembling, Little Red Ridinghood
drops her head into her grandma's crotch and catches the
jerking clit with her lips, while she slips her little
arm into the woman up to the hilt.
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Now she has discovered the entrance to the woman's
uterus, and she becomes aware of the more treasures that
are hidden here. The wolf's sperm begins to ooze back
into the love channel. Several times the little girl
slicks the juices from her arm then she digs two of her
little fingers into this inner entrance. The success
follows immediately, when Grandma throws herself up and
exclaims panting "Yes my dear Little Red Ridinghood,
more, more!"
Enthusiastically the child urges her whole little hand
into the woman's womb; bringing out every drop of the
goodies. Moaning, Grandma turns her head to and fro;
slipping her own fingers repeatedly into her grandchild's
tight little cunny. Between spasms, she catches sight of
the woodcutter's rod, inflated almost up to bursting.
After all, what man can stay cool when he sees two
females make love in such an erotic manner?!
The woman pulls the hulking man by his tool near the
little girl's swaying bum. The huge glowing sword is
guided exactly to the child's wriggling little entrance.
A muffled cry comes from the little girl, when the
oversized man drives his thick prick into his little
child-bride. Little Red Ridinghood throws back her head,
causing her blonde pigtails to fly; and receives the
first heavy thrusts of a human prick inside her tight
little vagina.
At the same time she pushes her little fist firmly into
her dear granny's uterus. The six-year- old little body
gets staggered by the man's repeated blows; as his huge
rod urges itself into the little girl for more than the
half; smashing against the jerking tiny cervix.
The man's impact gets more and more violent; as he tries
to plant more and more of his engorged penis in the
little girl's body. Unlike the wolf earlier, at first his
engorged member is too thick to enter the child's cervix;
but it still stretches around the head; making almost a
ring around the tip, where he is trying to drive it right
into the little girl's womb.
Whimpering with frustration, enjoyment, and possibly some
pain at the man's intrusion into her belly, the child
drives her little teeth into her grandma's swollen clit,
while her little hand is digging deep in the woman's
womb. Then the older man drives into the child with a
mighty blow. At the same time Little Red Ridinghood
pushes back her bum to meet his thrust.
There is a sudden jerk; the little girl opens her eyes
wide in a silent scream; while the giant rod vanishes
inside her completely. The reddened labia clench around
the root of the thick stem. Squealing, the child
struggles as the fat prickhead stretches her immature
uterus. Another thrust shakes the little body when the
man pulls out his rod, growling in frustration at not
going still deeper, and gives her the coup-de-grace with
his legs pushing, while his strong arms pull the child
onto his engorged member, like a man pulling a tight boot
onto his foot.
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Parting her little nether lips extremely, guided along
the narrow slippery channel the man's prick is
momentarily retarded at the tiny cervix, until he pierces
through the womb's gate powerfully. Such an entrance
would have been impossible even a few minutes earlier,
but the wolf's prior presence has enabled the man to
penetrate the child completely. Her tiny uterus is
wrapped around the man's penis like some obscene interior
vagina- within-a-vagina, and it milks the man's tool
powerfully, for his potent seed; which is not long in
flooding her tiny little womb.
Helplessly Little Red Ridinghood's little head is yanked
to her nape when the explosion happens in her innermost
sanctuary. In reflex her little fist cramps in her
grandmother's uterus. Wave after wave of thick white goo
surges into the child's womb; which expands almost to the
bursting point. Then the high-pressure forces its way
back along the intruding stem.
All of the boiling sperm that doesn't fit in this little
cave squirts out of the trembling child's opening; as
this time it doesn't have the wolf's knot to hold it
inside her. Filled with sympathy, Grandma experiences her
little grandchild's rosy cunny spraying white juice,
while several waves of pleasure run through the tiny
body. Shaking, the three lovers fall in a heap and need
some time to restore their senses.
Only reluctantly the fat sausage is detached from the
sweet rosy box that has been filled with human sperm for
the first time. The child jerks slightly and removes her
own little arm from her grandma's snatch; while the wolf
snickers at the man's wilting prick. It had taken THREE
attacks by the two lusty females to make his member
shrink like that.
Still, the wolf is grateful for the assistance, as he
knows now that he would never be able to slake the lust
of them alone. A short while later, after taking a
breather, the grandmother struggles to her feet to lay
the coffee table. Anew she must fix her little
granddaughter's tousled cap. Then Little Red Ridinghood,
her beloved grandmother and their canine and human lovers
sip their coffee restfully.
They all decide, that this was a most delicious
afternoon, that must be soon repeated. In fact, before
leaving for her mother's house, Little Red's womb gets
twice more filled with the woodcutter's lusty seed, and
one again with the wolf's thick white sperm, while her
grandmother's womb is similarly abused.
By this time the little girl's tiny cervix is used to
taking either of her lovers' members deep inside her, and
she eagerly accepts each explosion of potent sperm inside
her tiny little womb where it belongs; while the
grandmother encourages both of her lovers to plant as
much of their potent seed, as far up in her grandchild's
belly as they can.
As you can imagine, this leads to many more visits of the
little girl with her grandmother, and almost always she
is accompanied by a huge beast that most of the people
living nearby think is a rather large dog. At the same
time, the previously lonely woodcutter had found a way to
make HIS afternoons in the forest seem much more
enjoyable as well.
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Within a year, Little Red Ridinghood moves in with the
woodcutter and his new bride, her grandmother; and they
all live happily together, ever after. From that day on,
neither the precocious little girl nor her equally horny
grandmother is forced to go for more than a few hours
without at least once being able to enjoy feeling either
the lusty wolf, or the equally randy woodcutter pumping
his thick white sperm into her welcoming womb.
Such fun the little girl has, with her "pet" and new
grandfather filling her belly with squirt after thick
white squirt of their lusty seed, you can't imagine. This
loving relationship continues for many years. Few people
notice (it not being very heavily populated in that part
of the forest) that the woman has many children in fewer
years than most are capable of.
However, a few DO notice that many of the couple's
children are unusually hairy, unlike the woman's
grandchild who now stays with them, along with her
faithful "pet", an unusually large gray dog. In fact, the
children of the woodcutter and the large gray "dogs" the
women kept, led in later years to stories of men and
women who turned into wolves themselves, and the tragic
end that came of that.
But of course, that's a different story.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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