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Little Red
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Sex Humor, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
Introduction: The true story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. [ N.B. This story doesn't have a proper ending. Once you get to the end, try going back to the start. Then it makes sense. ;) ] Genre- Dark Fantasy, b********y, Cruelty, Monster, Non-consensual sex, ****, v******e, Virginity, Young Her juices at that time of month were thick and white. One clawed finger dipped into her, lifted the sweet, honey-scented sap to his nose. He licked it off. Her lips were trembling. ‘Please,’ the girl said brokenly. ‘Please don’t – ’ The Wolf laughed at her. ‘Little Red, Little Red,’ he said, mockingly rueful, shaking his head. ‘You should have listened to your mother.’ At that, her eyes widened. ‘How did you – ?’ He silenced her with one filthy, ragged claw that dragged over her cheek. bl**d welled up, slick and red, and his tongue lolled out of his panting, grinning mouth. Red whimpered. ‘You heard the stories, didn’t you? Heard the warnings? Don’t go into the woods, my c***dren – the Big Bad Wolf will gobble you up.’ He threw back his head and laughed, short, harsh barks that rent the chill ambience of the clearing. ‘My grandmother is ill, she needs the medicine my mother makes,’ Red gabbled. The Wolf shrugged. He said, ‘What care I for your grandmother?’ and licked his lips. ‘It’s a long time since such a young, tender one as you has wandered into my lands.’ ‘Please, please, just let me go, I promise I will never come back, please just don’t – ’ ‘Oh, shut up,’ the ... Wolf said, and slapped her across the face with one dextrous, long-fingered paw. The blow rendered her silent, and caused fresh tears to spring to her eyes. The Big Bad Wolf towered above her. His body was distinctly man-like, with a wide torso and powerful legs and arms. His paws were even less wolfish than the rest of him, and he could stand easily on two legs, as he did now, rearing up over her. His thick cock had been slowly emerging from its furry sheath all the while he mocked and tortured her, and now it stood at attention, all nine inches fully erect, with a thick bead of clear pre-cum rolling down from the tip. Red lay before him on the ground, her long red cloak splayed out behind her, stained with mud and grass. Her tunic was much the same: sullied and ripped, covered in long slashes from the wolf’s claws that exposed her small round breasts. Already the shift had been pushed up over her hips, exposing her mound: milk-pale skin, with a light dusting of hairs, and uniformly pink lips that pushed out of her slit like a budding flower. The Wolf dragged one claw heavily down the front of Red’s tunic, from neck to groin. Then lazily he swiped at it, clawing until the cloth fell away in shreds and left deep cuts and angry welts covering Red’s small body. She cried out in pain and tried to twist away. The Wolf grinned. He bent down and cupped her breasts in his large hands, contemplating them. He flicked at her rosy nipples until they became hard and crinkly, then sucked on ...