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  Little Red Riding Cunt

  S.L. Winters

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  Once upon a time there lived a young village girl who was adored by everyone who ever cast eyes upon her; her beauty was truly without compare.

  She had just turned eighteen, but looked younger still, so everyone treated her like a little girl. Her mother adored her, and her grandmother doted on her; there was nothing that granny wouldn't have done for her.

  This girl had the reddest cunt that you've ever seen, and everyone who ever saw it was astonished and mesmerised by the beauty of its colour. She would happily show it to anyone who asked to look, and, if you asked nicely enough, she'd let you ride it too. She was always a very kind and generous girl. For this reason, she became known as “Little Red Riding Cunt”.

  Then one day her mother came up to her and told her how lonely old granny was feeling. “Come on, take her this big wooden dildo and a bottle of our finest lube: she'll soon feel better. It's just what she needs, a good fucking. Make sure you set out early, before it gets too busy outside, otherwise you'll be pestered by those horny old woodsmen wanting to see your bright young cunt.

  “And keep to the paths, or else you might slip and break the bottle — and then your poor granny won't be able to pound her dry old cunt after all. You want your granny to be nice and happy, don't you, dear? And don't forget to show her how to use it when you get there!”

  “Don't worry, mother, I know what I'm doing. I'll show her just how to slide this big wooden thing into her dry old hole. If my little red cunt can take it, I'm sure that her gaping old gash can.”

  Mother smiled and handed her the precious dildo, made out of finely polished oak, along with the luxurious, big bottle of lube, and then Little Red Riding Cunt set off on her journey.

  Her grandmother lived out in a very distant part of the woods, miles away from the small village where the young girl herself lived. It would be a long and tiring walk.

  But almost as soon as she'd entered the woods, Little Red Riding Cunt met a grizzled old wolf, all hairy and grey. She had never seen a creature quite as hirsute as that before, but she didn't feel frightened at all: she was more bemused than anything.

  “Good morning, Little Red Riding Cunt”, he said.

  “Thank you, Mr. Wolf”, she dutifully replied.

  “But what are you doing out of bed so early, Little Red Riding Cunt? I thought you'd still be rubbing that bright red clit of yours that we've all heard so much about.”

  “Oh, I'd love to be stroking my bright red clit back at home, Mr. Wolf, but I have to go and visit my horny old granny. That's why I'm in the woods so early this morning.”

  “And what's that long thing I can see poking out between your perky little breasts?”

  “Oh, that! That's my granny's dildo and her bottle of lube. I'm taking it to her, because she's been ever so lonely, and she just needs a nice hard fucking to put her mind at ease. I'm going to teach her how to orgasm”, she said with a beaming smile.

  “That's good honest work, I suppose”, said the wolf. “And who better than you to do it! But where does your granny live?”

  “She lives many miles to the south-east, at the far end of these woods. Her house is shaded by two great big lofty oak trees: in fact, we had this dildo made for her from one of their branches. She has large nut-trees in her garden that she tends and cares for too. You must know the area well, Mr. Wolf, such a well travelled creature like yourself.”

  The mean old wolf thought to himself, What a tender young thing I've got myself here! What a tasty piece of meat she is!

  I'd like to fill her sweet mouth with my big hairy cock. After all, she will be much nicer to fuck than that lonely old granny of hers. But I'm greedy, so I'll have to be extremely cunning and crafty, because I want to fuck the both of them, until I've drained my big heavy balls completely.

  His balls were weighing him down. They dragged upon the ground, and he desperately needed something — or someone — to fuck. He felt like they might pop if they grew any bigger! And he certainly didn't want that.

  So he walked alongside Little Red Riding Cunt, thinking of her delicious pussy as he prowled, and then he said, “Do you see how pretty the flowers are around here? Why don't you go and pick her one of these beautiful wild orchids?

  “They are so bright and red! And you won't be likely to see one with a nice thick stem as long as that again! Have a look around, just see if you can find one bigger!

  “Don't you hear how sweetly the birds are singing? It's the mating season, and they're all so happy at having squirted their sperm or having been filled with another's seed that they can't stop from singing!

  “It's a wonderful thing, nature, you know! You're just walking down here, rushing along to meet your silly old granny, and everything else is enjoying the pleasures of life! You should take your time to enjoy the scenery.”

  She looked around, did little Red Riding Cunt, and saw the sun shining, the bees buzzing and the beautiful birds that were spraying their sperm, and it was really all the most wonderful sight.

  There was no rush: granny can wait a little while for her big wooden dildo. After all, she's spent long enough without experiencing a mind-bending, leg-shaking, tit-tingling orgasm already, so a few more hours won't hurt her, the poor old thing.

  With that in mind, Little Red Riding Cunt thought carefully about the gruff old wolf's advice, and she decided that he was right: granny would like one of those big long orchids to nuzzle and to kiss and to stroke. So off she ran, leaving the path so that she could pluck that juicy big red orchid.

  But when she got closer, she realized that there was one just behind it that had an even longer and even thicker stem than the one that she'd first seen from the path. In fact, it was massive.

  Yet when she got closer to that one, an even bigger, even girthier stem appeared just behind it, and she was really surprised at how big everything was out here. Her lips smacked and her cunt wettened itself every time she saw one that was even bigger than the last.

  Oh, granny will be happy when she sees this big, long red stem!

  As she bent over to pluck the orchid, her skirt rode up and a passing peasant boy admired the juicy red lips that were almost puckering for him. He seemed to like it as much as Little Red Riding Cunt had liked the orchid!

  He was chopping wood for his fireplace, but he soon laid his axe aside on the ground when he saw the beautiful girl. And he came running over, his half-erect cock pressing against his tunic.

  When he got close enough for her to hear, he shouted out to Little Red Riding Cunt, “Hey, won't you let me taste those delicious red pussy lips of yours? I can see that they're moist already.”

  She was never one to say no, so she agreed and asked the peasant boy to come over and to lie down on the ground. She would straddle his face, if he licked her warm juices and tongued her sensitive cunt.

  He happily agreed, stretching his body out on the muddy ground, forgetting entirely about the wood for the fire that he had carefully chopped and collected into a neat pile.

  She squatted over him, wrapped her legs gently around his head and rode her wet pussy over his open mouth, thrusting her whole body against him and letting the lad tongue her hole, sliding her cunt slowly back and forth over his grinning face.

  She was used to this sort of attention, since almost everyone in town had tasted her beautiful red cunt by now. She was proud of how happy her lovely wet hole could make all the townspeople; it was a source of great pride to her. She was a happy little slut.

  The peasant boy's slender, mud-covered hands held her thick thighs and she moaned as he sti
mulated her clitoris, which tingled as the eager boy teased it assiduously with his wet tongue, while her juices dripped down, all across his face. He licked them up eagerly, like a kitten licking milk from a saucer. She tasted utterly delicious. Like nothing he'd ever tasted before.

  He liked her for minutes, and then a few minutes more. But eventually she closed her eyes and felt powerful waves of pleasure flow through her body as he dug his fingernails hard into her open legs and brought her to orgasm. He planted kisses all over her upper thighs and all along her fleshy red vulva as she continued to cum, her body convulsing in the most wonderful pleasure.

  He licked and he licked and he sucked on her clit.

  He blew on her hole and he stuck his tongue in.

  Soon, however, the peasant boy spied in the corner of his eye that the donkey he had brought to carry his firewood home had come free from the tree that it had been tied to, and he tried to shout after it, his voice muffled by the meaty lips of the cunt he had stuffed in his mouth.

  He gently pushed Little Red Riding Cunt off him and ran as fast as he could after the escaped animal. She didn't know if he ever managed to catch the donkey. But she hoped that the taste of her cunt had been worth all the trouble.

  The poor peasant had lost his wood, and he'd lost his ass.

  Nonetheless, the girl went happily back to searching for pretty orchids, and, after a while, she realized that she'd been led so far into the depths of the wood by her own curiosity and eagerness to find the biggest and broadest stem that she was so far from the path that she could barely work out how to get back.

  But she had spied the biggest orchid in the entire woods. Its big red flowers reminded her of her very own cunt. It was a thing of beauty.

  As she bent down to pluck it, she dropped the bottle of lube from between her breasts, just as her wise mother had warned. And it smashed against a fallen tree trunk that was lying rotting on the ground.

  Granny wasn't going to be happy, now that she would have to fuck her dry old cunt without any lubrication — but at least the big red orchid would cheer her up!

  Meanwhile, the wolf had darted all the way to the grandmother's house, and he knocked on the door with his big hairy cock.

  Thump-thump went his full, heavy ballsack against the old woman's door.

  “Who is it?” shouted the frustrated old grandmother from her bed, where she was still trying furiously to rub her clit with her small wizened hands, unable to make herself cum, since her grip was just far too weak to finish the job.

  “Don't worry, granny, it's only Little Red Riding Cunt”, replied the crafty old wolf. “I've brought this big wooden dildo that mother has had hand-crafted for you by the finest woodworker in the land. And I also have a bottle of lube to moisten your hoary dry cunt, so we can make it nice and red again like mine. Mother told me how terribly horny you've been.”

  “Oh, I'm so glad you've brought me some toys, my dear: I'm fucking myself absolutely furious here! And I just can't get myself off!

  “Anyway, the door's unlocked for you, sweetie, just give it a good hard push and come right up.”

  Without saying a word, the wolf crept carefully up the stairs, jumped on top of granny, clawed her, bit her, scratched her and thrust his big hairy cock deep inside her useless dry cunt. She screamed and she moaned, and the wolf fucked her like a bitch, his flow of precum making her pale wrinkled pussy just wet enough to fuck.

  He thrust and he thrust, and he came deep inside her.

  Then, while the wolf was still recovering his depleted energy after blowing his spunky load, granny jumped up out of bed and ran down the stairs, as fast as her little old legs could take her, leaving the house to buy a fast-acting contraceptive potion from the market.

  The rough sex had energized her, but she didn't want to give birth to some sort of sharp-fanged wolf-boy!

  The exhausted old wolf was alone in bed now, pawing his big throbbing cock. He liked cumming inside granny, because he'd not fucked a thing for weeks, but her cunt was too dry and her decrepit old tits were too saggy for him really to have thoroughly enjoyed being deep inside her body. He needed a younger, wetter cunt to whet his apetite. After all, he was a wild animal.

  As we have said, Little Red Riding Cunt had been out looking for the biggest orchid that she could possibly find, so she could impress granny with its gargantuan size, and the one that she'd finally plucked — once she had finished riding the peasant boy's wet tongue — was so thick around the stem that she needed two hands just to grasp it. It was as red and as pretty as her own delicious little cunt, and that's precisely why she had picked it.

  When she'd plucked the orchid and grappled with it between her small little hands, carrying it all the way to her grandmother's house, she put the flower down on the doorstep, knocked on the door and waited for granny to shout down from her bedroom.

  But she was surprised to find that the door was unlocked and that she was able to push it straight open. With the orchid between her legs, grazing her bright red cunt, she held the door open and struggled her way inside.

  She said to herself, “Oh dear, I do have a bad feeling today! I hope that granny hasn't rubbed herself to death, trying to climax with those weak old hands and that dry old cunt of hers. I usually like spending time with my granny, letting her admire my big red clit, but something just doesn't feel right today.”

  So she walked up to the bottom of the stairs and called out, “Granny, how is the finger-fucking going this morning? I heard that you were having some trouble rubbing yourself off!”

  But she received no answer. How strange, her grandmother was usually only too happy to greet her with a great big kiss, and to tell her all about how hard it was to masturbate now that she was so old and grey, since she no longer had a nice tight juicy red cunt like her granddaughter did.

  Little Red Riding Cunt went into her granny's bedroom and lit a candle so she could see better. There lay her grandmother with a collar around her neck and a pillow covering her face, looking very strange indeed.

  But the granddaughter had some strange kinks of her own, so she didn't want to be too judgemental. Maybe granny was into autoerotic asphixiation! That might be just the thing to get her hoary old cunt dripping again!

  She put the orchid down on the bedside table and said, “Oh, grandmother, you dirty old thing! And my, what a big wet nose you have!”

  “All the better to nuzzle your cunt, my dear”, came the reply.

  “And, granny, what big long teeth you have!”

  “All the better to nibble your cunt, my sweetheart.”

  “But oh, granny, what incredibly hairy flat tits you have!”

  “Yes, and all the better to rub up against your cunt.”

  Feeling frustrated with her granny's sudden standoffishness, Little Red Riding Cunt decided to pull down the bedsheets and, when she saw what was lurking under there, she cried out in surprise, “Oh, granny, what a monstrous big cock you have!”

  “All the better to fuck your little red cunt, my dear!”

  As soon as the crafty old wolf had said this, he jumped out from behind the the sheets, pulled her onto the bed, holding her firmly down and scratching her bare legs with his vicious claws. He was a very bad wolf.

  He stripped her with swift swipes of his sharp claws, ripping her shirt and tearing her short skirt into thousands of shreds, exposing her firm breasts and her delicious red cunt.

  This made the big bad wolf even more lustful for her! Her young body was so utterly and unbelievably stunning in every way that it could drive a Samaritan to suicide!

  Her perky little tits bore a bitemark that some previous lover had left. This made the wolf angry, and his lust became even wilder still. He was determined to have his way with her perfectly formed body.

  She screamed and she cried, just as her poor old granny had, but this only served to arouse the nasty old wolf even further. He wasn't going to let her get away as e
asily as the grandmother had done.

  He held her down by the throat, panting heavily in her face, playfully biting her beautiful white neck with his long pointed teeth, and he slid his engorged cock slowly into her glistening red cunt. She moaned as his bulbous big cock slid into her tight wet hole, which, by now, was already creaming for him.

  She cried tears of pain, as the wolf pushed himself deep inside her, thrusting hard into her tight little hole, and, although she was clearly in pain, her cunt throbbed and pulsed with pleasure too; her body was betraying her. Her horny red cunt was dripping like a leaky tap as the wolf had his nasty way with her. No, that's not right — it was gushing!

  He had a strength that she had never felt inside herself before: perhaps it came from spending his days sprinting and chasing after rabbits in the woods. He pumped and he pounded her like a bitch. And his dog-dick had swollen up so large that she screamed in genuine agony as he thrust it in and out of her tight red cunt. Just imagine how much more it would have hurt if she hadn't been so wet for him!

  She stopped trying to fight it, and grasped tightly onto the wolf's hairy torso with her little hands. She begged him to fuck her even faster and harder, and the wolf used all of the energy he had left in him to enjoy the feeling of being deep inside her beautiful young body.

  He pounded and pounded and fucked her so rough.

  And when the big bad wolf had finally filled Little Red Riding Cunt with his warm and sticky white cum, he closed his eyes and she, too, lay back on the bed, out of pure exhaustion, her arms stretched out around his panting hairy belly. They were in unthinking bliss.

  And they fell asleep together, her delicious red cunt filled with his seed. The wolf was soon snoring, and Little Red Riding Hood fell into the most restful sleep. She had had a very busy day — all those orgasms had worn her out!

  The creature's snores were extremely loud, so a passing huntsman soon heard them and was annoyed by the noise. “That old bitch is snoring like a wild dog!” he said. “I'll have to go and wake her up, so she doesn't scare off all the animals I'm trying to shoot.”