1. Fucking Little Red Riding Hood... Modern Twist Part 1


    Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Female/Female, Incest, Author: Don'sdick, Rating: 76, Source: sexstories.com

    her jump. “Dammit, Harry! You just scared the hell out of me. You’re a bad wolf… a big bad wolf. What are you doing out here on the trail? You usually just watch people from behind the trees.” All the years Red had walked the trail, she had seen the wolf many times, but never this close. She had spoken to him as he peeked around trees, but never knew he was able to communicate with her. “I’ve watched you grow up,” the telepathy was very clear in Red’s mind, but she still had reservations about what she was hearing in her head. “What do you mean, you’ve watched me grow up? If you know me well, then what’s my name?” “Now how am I supposed to know your name? You always walk this trail to Liz’s place, then back to your own house. Nobody is ever with you. Nobody to call you by name. I guess you think my name is Harry… it’s not, but it’ll do.” “You just called my grandmother by her name, ‘Liz’. How do you know that?” “Liz feeds me occasionally. She likes me and talks to me a lot. She’s a very nice human and doesn’t mind sharing what she’s got.” “All these years, granny never told me that she feeds a wolf. What does she give you?’ “Pussy.” “Huh?” “Pussy. Liz gives me pussy every chance she gets.” “So that’s what happens to all the stray cats that people dump out here in the country. Granny catches them and feeds to you. Yuck!” “Huh? Oh, yeah… that’s exactly where they go. I eat every pussy I can get.” “Look, Harry! The daffodils are blooming! Granny would love to have a bouquet. ...
    I’m going to put this soup and cake down and you better not bother it, either.” “Don’t worry… what’s your name, again?” “Just call me Red, it’s my nickname. Granny started calling me that when she made this outfit for me. Do you like it?” “You can bet that sweet ass of yours I like it… oh, sorry. I forgot you could hear my thoughts. Tell you what, I’ll help you find the best flowers to pick.” Red and Harry… maybe it was supposed to be ‘Hairy’… spent the next 15 minutes selecting the biggest, brightest daffodils. Harry spent most of his time positioning his head to be able to see under her blouse, occasionally glimpsing a full, firm tit. Every time she bent down to pull a bloom, Harry was able to see her panties, wedging into her slit, her labia bared on each side. Twice, Red slapped at his nose when it touched the inside of her leg. “Stop it! Your nose is cold.” “…and your young cunt is hot.” “WHAT??” “Never mind, Red, it’s getting late. We spent too long picking flowers and you may have to stay the night at Liz’s. You don’t need to be wandering these woods at night.” She picked up the cake, soup and flowers and skipped away towards Granny’s house, yelling goodbye to Harry over her shoulder. ************ “Why of course it’ll be alright for Red to spend the night here,” Liz was talking to Red’s mother on Skype. She dropped her voice to a whisper and said, “I’ll see what I can do. If it works, I’ll video all I can.” Liz pulled out a couple of porn movies and turned on the Blu-Ray ...
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