The Little Girl and the Fairytales

-by Alvo Torelli, September, 2021

(If you haven't read Parts 1 and 2, please go here first )

Part 3: Little Red Ridden Hard

The euphoric rush of playing another fairytale game, the incredible enjoyment of the sex, the warm glow of cuddling in the aftermath, giggling at Mommy’s phone call – it was great, but it couldn’t last. There were too many negative emotions and thoughts, self-recriminations and worries, just waiting to surface. They quickly washed away the euphoria, leaving a ring of doubt and guilt.

For three days after playing The Ravished Little Princess in the Dark Forest, AJ can’t look at his daughter without a stabbing guilt that nearly doubles him over. At first, he’s terrified that he’s hurt her, but there’s no sign of any injury to her delicate, young body. Still, he easily convinces himself that she must hate him for taking such awful advantage of her. He can’t bring himself to speak to her for fear of her reprisals. And yet, it’s impossible for him to resist frequent, secret peeks at her pretty young form – peeks that only bring a frown to his face as he rekindles his shame and anger at himself. Nor can he stop himself from replaying, again and again, how excited he got from tying her up, how tight her pussy felt when he finally penetrated her, how much he loved fucking her. But his memories are unsatisfying reflections of the real thing and further serve to amplify his wretched guilt.

As for the little girl, each time Crystal realizes Daddy is looking at her, his angry countenance cuts her to the core. It’s not in the child’s experience to imagine that Daddy is angry at himself, not her. What did she do wrong? Doesn’t he still like her? It’s easier to keep her eyes down all the time, hoping not to see his looks, hoping no one will see her distress. She’s just as reticent as he is, though her shyness reflects fear that he’s truly unhappy with her, not anger that he used her inappropriately.

They would be amazed to know how often AJ is thinking “I can’t believe I fucked her. How does she make me lose control like that? But oh, If only I could do it again!” at the same moment that Crystal’s innocent mind is thinking “I can’t believe we did that together. What did I do wrong? And oh, I wish he wanted to do it again!” But never a word passes between them.

It’s a miserable few days.

“Crystal, baby, are you alright?” Mommy asks as the family eats take-out Thai food on Tuesday evening. “You’ve been acting so shy and withdrawn. Did someone do something to you?”

Crystal stifles her gasp, but daddy nearly chokes on a prawn. Fortunately, Mommy doesn’t seem to notice. “I’m..., I’m fine, Mommy,” the pretty nine-year-old mumbles into her pad thai.

“Well, I’m glad you’re okay, sweetie. And you know I’m really sorry I have to go back to work tonight. It’s just that we have this huge deadline and it’s all hands on.” How can she miss the way the pretty child is blushing? “I really shouldn’t have even come home for dinner.” Mommy glances sternly at AJ. “And you, Ajax, promise you’ll get this child to bed on time. She has school in the morning. I know she’ll try to stay up late, she’s got you wrapped around her little finger. You have to be firm! You have to be hard!”

“Oh, Mommy, I’ll be good. I’ll do whatever Daddy tells me to do,” Crystal says. She dares to catch her daddy’s eye for just a second. And in that second, Crystal realizes it’s time for her to be the Brave Little Princess. It’s time for her to try to end this misery. Maybe she can get him to tell her what she did wrong, convince him to give her another chance. “But please, Mommy, can Daddy tell me a fairytale for bedtime? Please!”

It’s lucky for AJ that his wife is distracted by her hurry to leave. She doesn’t see the way he chokes on his soup, then blushes nearly as deeply as his daughter.

“You and your fairytales, I just don’t know... But of course, Daddy can make up whatever silly fairytale you want, as long it’s not so scary that it gives you nightmares and as long as you promise to be in your bed on time, and do what Daddy says. Oh, I’ve got to go!”

“I promise, Mommy,” the little girl says, “I’ll do whatever Daddy wants.” Then she bites her lip to hide her worried excitement.

Not long after Mommy is gone, Crystal is ready for bed: showered, long ginger hair brushed to a shine, teeth clean. When she goes to find her daddy, who’s sitting in the kitchen with a hefty glass of fortitude, she’s wearing a t-shirt for pajamas, a t-shirt that only barely covers her amazingly cute, little, round ass. She carries a small stuffed rabbit under one arm. Shyly, she doesn’t look up, but her little girl voice is clear when she asks, “Daddy? Will you tell me a fairytale now?”

“I..., I don’t think that’s such a good idea, princess,” AJ says with difficulty.

“Don’t you..., did I..., you didn’t like our fairytale games?” Crystal whispers. She finally manages to look Daddy in the eyes through her gold wire rim glasses. Her green eyes are so big and so distraught.

“No, baby, I did like them…, it was so..., so good. But..., but we shouldn’t..., we can’t. You’re too young to understand, but...”

Relief suffuses the child’s face with a gorgeous, happy glow. He did like it! And if she’s really the Brave Little Princess, then she isn’t going to take no for an answer. Even as young as she is, she pretty sure there are other methods of persuasion… “Are you sure, Daddy?”

“No, princess, we can’t!”

Crystal’s smile morphs to an unhappy pout and she crosses her arms in front with an unhappy shrug – an action that lifts the hem of her t-shirt half an inch – a tantalizing half an inch. Daddy’s eyes flare. She turns her back to Daddy and harrumphs her displeasure, taking a wide stance with her coltish legs. She ‘accidentally’ drops her little stuffed bunny in front of her. She tosses her long ginger hair over her shoulder in order to look back at Daddy, still pouting. “Oops,” she whispers.

AJ stares with his chin in his lap as his gorgeous nine-year-old daughter does the sexiest thing he’s ever seen in his life. Slowly, she bends at the waist. Her sparkly pink t-shirt starts riding up her perfect little ass. She bends farther, looking back over her shoulder the whole time. The t-shirt stretches tighter across her little ass and slips up higher, then higher. She isn’t wearing any panties. She has spread her legs just the right amount to give him the perfect, framed view of her immature pussy. She bends even farther, limber as only a thin, preteen girl can be limber. Her back arches provocatively, rotating her hips and opening herself up to him. Her tiny rosebud comes into view above the amazing pussy. Oh, god, she glistens where her lips part. She’s wet, she’s ready.

When he finally speaks, AJ’s voice is a low, menacing growl. “I know just the right fairytale for you, little girl,” he rasps.

Crystal is startled by the scary voice. It’s like a wolf has taken over her daddy’s body. Still bending over, still flaunting her amazing cunny, she sees him change. His eyes turn to fire and they scorch her young skin. She’s trapped like a deer. “Daddy?” she whimpers.

“Did you ever hear the story of Little Red Ridden Hard, Princess.”

Daddy says ‘princess’ like he wants to eat a princess for dinner! “D-Do y-you mean, L-Little Red Riding Hood?” the frozen preteen stammers. Her cunny spasms in fright at the way the wolf is looking at her.

“No, Red. That’s a different story – a silly story. I mean Little Red Ridden Hard. It’s a scary story. It’s a story about a little girl, a very young girl, a girl who’s too pretty and too sexy for her own good. It’s a story about a pretty little redheaded girl with big green eyes who should have known better than to talk to strange wolves on the road to grandma’s house, who should have known better than to flaunt her gorgeous little body and her long thick hair and her perfect little ass, who should have known better than to tease the excited, horny, BIG BAD...”

Crystal is trembling, still frozen in those burning headlights. Her pout is gone, replaced by a bitten, quivering lip. Daddy is so scary! His story sounds so scary!

“WOLF!” AJ finishes with a roar. Then he growls deep in his throat. “GRRRRRROWWWWRRR!”

Crystal screams and runs, clutching her little stuffed bunny.

The Big Bad Wolf counts: one, two, three, then he downs the last of his drink and begins the game of stalking Little Red.

AJ chases the little girl from room to room around the house, cornering her here, then cornering her there, but always letting her escape, barely. In the laundry room, he nearly captures her by the collar of her t-shirt, but she wriggles out of it and dances away – giggling and naked from head to dainty toes. As he passes through various rooms, he gathers an item here and an item there. He also loses more and more of his clothes, until he’s down to nothing but boxer shorts that do nothing to hide how excited he is.

Soon enough, the chase ends with the hot little girl cornered, cowering in the space between her bed and the wall of her bedroom.

“And what happened then,” the wolf says in his gravely, frightening wolf voice, “is that the wolf, who’d been cruelly tormented, caught up with pretty, young, Little Red. And it was time to teach the naughty child a lesson!”

“No! Mr. Wolf, please! I’m just a little girl!” Crystal cries, but her cries almost turn to giggles.

“And little girls need to know what happens when they tease big bad WOLVES!” AJ roars.

“But, Mr. Wolf, what big eyes you have!” Crystal says in an obvious stalling action.

“All the better to see every inch of your sexy little body!” the wolf growls back.

“And…, Mr. Wolf, what big ears you have!”

“All the better to hear your screams as I teach you a lesson!”

“And.., Mr. Wolf, what big hands you have,” Crystal says. She can barely keep from giggling, but she does scream when the wolf grabs her and tosses her onto her own bed, face down.

“All the better to catch you and make sure you can’t get away!”

As AJ rasps in his wolf voice, he pulls the preteen’s arms behind her back and quickly binds them together, forearm to forearm, with a silken tie wound round and round. Crystal squirms and puts up a token resistance, but AJ can see that the bondage excites her. In a flash she’s tied tight, each of her wrists bound tight against the opposite elbow.

It’s only when Daddy is finished that Crystal realizes how tight and frightening this new bondage is. She strains and twists to once again look over her shoulder, only to find herself looking straight into the maw of her daddy’s huge, hungry cock.

“OH! Mr. Wolf! What a big thing you have!”

“All the better to ride you like a donkey, you little cock-tease!” the wolf growls.

AJ grabs his little girl’s thin hips and yanks her ass to the edge of her bed. Crystal screams, a real scream of fright. He curls his hands around the front of her thighs and spreads her legs wide, staring down at the little, wet pussy that got this whole, dangerous game started. She glistens in the light from her night table. She screams again as he forces his much larger body between her thin legs and brings the head of his cock towards her entrance. The second he feels the warm, wet embrace he thrusts forward and forces his erection to the deepest depth the little girl’s body can handle.

“Aaaaggghhhh!” the Little Red-head screams at the initial onslaught. But then her daddy, the wolf, fucks her hard and fast, almost brutally, gripping her hips in a vice and her screams turn to fast, forced little grunts as she struggles to breath under such a ferocious attack, “ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!”

AJ doesn’t know if he’s ever before felt this excited. It’s intoxicating to look down on her small, bound form – her long, pretty hair flouncing about with every hard thrust of his cock. It’s magical to see that cock disappearing into her tiny pussy, stretching her open, dominating her from the inside, glistening with her lubricating juices. The way she instinctively arches her back to give him even better access to her tight fuck-hole is amazing! The little grunts that burst from her gorgeous lips reveal the depth of his strokes as he literally knocks the air out of her body again and again, proving just how hard he’s riding his tiny playmate. AJ is nearly bursting with the thrill of it all.

But, of course, it’s been three days – three long days – since AJ’s had a chance to sink his cock into anything as lovely as his little daughter. The moment is too much – he can’t last.

With a roar, the wolf pulls his cock from the cunt of the little tease, rolls her to her side along the side of the bed and jams the throbbing piece of meat at her face. In the quietest growl he can manage, leaning in close, he says “Oh, Little Red, what a pretty little mouth you have.”

Crystal blanches behind her delicate gold glasses, but then she gets it – she knows her role in this game. “All the better to suck your thing, Mr. Wolf,” she whispers back. Then she opens her thin lips and her daddy slides his excited cock into her mouth. She barely sucks on it for ten seconds before it seems to explode into her mouth and down her throat. She almost chokes, but this time she knew what was coming. Despite the mad throbbing in her pussy from Daddy’s hard pounding, she can control herself just enough to hold the massive quantity of hot, thick and cloying cum in her mouth.

AJ withdraws his rod from Crystal’s mouth, hoping that his little girl has learned what she’s supposed to do, but knowing that if she hasn’t he’ll enjoy the chance to teach her, again. But the child isn’t one to need a lesson twice. With glistening, big eyes looking up at him adoringly, she opens her mouth and shows him that it’s almost completely full of his seed. Then she closes her lips and she swallows, then swallows again before she shows him that it’s all gone.

Crystal’s deviant little cum show is all that her Daddy-Wolf needs to get hard as a rock again. But Crystal isn’t prepared for what that means. She screams again when he pushes her onto her back, trapping her bound arms underneath her. She instinctively kicks and squirms and bucks, but he’s far too big and strong for any of that to matter. It just makes him more excited.

It’s time to ride the little girl again. With his hands clasping the insides of her thin knees, the wolf presses Little Red’s legs back, practically folding her limber young body in half. He spreads her thighs wide open and then he comes down on top of her. His cock slides back into her little pussy, squeezing its way up the sensitive tunnel. She’s still the tightest thing he’s ever felt. If only he could plunge his full length inside her! But he can’t. He’ll have to be satisfied, for now, with pounding her hard and fast for as long as it takes to cum again.

Crystal finally starts to fully understand why Daddy called their fairytale game ‘Little Red Ridden Hard,’ for that is what she is – ridden very, very hard. Daddy nearly smothers her. Her face presses into his chest; her legs stretch out to the sides and quiver; her bound arms force her back to arch. He pounds her tight pussy over and over as she’s forced to breathe in little grunts.

And it’s all so wonderful!

It isn’t long before the small child is literally bucking under her growling rider. Her small body thrashes with violent, orgasmic energy. Her pussy flows freely, keeping them lubricated as daddy pounds into her. Her grunts turn to desperate, loud moans of undeniable pleasure.

Crystal can’t see AJ’s satisfied smile. He’s nearly brutalized her, but he’s taken his sexy little daughter to a new height of wanton orgasmic joy. He loves her so much. He loves to fuck her so much! Hearing her cries of delight spurs him to new levels of energy. He rides his little, bucking daughter faster – every thrust going to her very depth – every throb of his thick cock adding more stretch to her tiny pussy – every pulse of his beating heart pumping his love down into the rigid cock that ravishes her.

The child’s eyes roll back in her head as the wolf continues to use her as his fuck-mount. The overwhelming orgasm goes on and on, sending wave after wave of quivering electricity through her inexperienced young body. And still he fucks her. He never stops. He never slows. He gives her no respite from his mad, needy thrusting. Her joints turn to jelly; his weight flattens her into the mattress. She wonders if she’ll be able to walk. She wonders how he can force so much pleasure on her.

“Daddy, Daddy, please!” Crystal manages to moan, weakly. “I can’t, I can’t… Please.”

Oh god, her pleas are music to the wolf’s ears. He’s been pounding into her for fifteen or twenty minutes. His breathing is rapid and his chest burns, but he has to keep riding her – he has to cum, again, to finish the stupid fairytale. Little Red Ridden Hard!

“Oh, oh, da-daddy, too, too…, too, much! Please!”

No, no, he has to keep pounding her. She teased the wolf and the wolf wants… the wolf… Oh god, what’s he doing…? It’s his baby, his little Crystal, his… Oh. God. Yes. Yes. “YES! YES! FUCK ME, YES. OH FUCK, YES.” The final, savage thrusts of Crystal’s second ravishing of the night disgorge waves of warm cum into the deepest corners of her tiny body.

AJ quickly rolls to the side, pulling the little girl with him to get his weight off of her and her weight off of her arms. He slides her small body up along his, dislodging his still-throbbing cock from the vice-like embrace of her abused pussy. Both of their hearts beat a thousand beats a minute. His arms go around her and he pulls her into a deep, loving kiss. Not a daddy-kiss, a lover’s kiss. A mad, wonderful affection for his little girl bursts from his chest and threatens to burn them both to ash.

And Crystal kisses Daddy back just as hard, although she’d love to be able to throw her arms around his neck and squeeze him tight.

“Are you okay, baby?” AJ asks when they finally come up for air.

“I…, I think so,” she whispers.

“It really is time for you to be in bed, princess.”

“I…, I am in bed, Daddy.” It’s amazing that the ravished little girl can still find a way to giggle, even if it’s a weak, thready giggle.

AJ slides off the bed and pulls the covers half over the exhausted little girl. He’s just reaching down to untie her arms when she stops him. “No, daddy, please. Stay with me a little longer. I don’t want the game to be over yet. Please!”

He glances at the bedside clock. Mommy won’t be home for at least couple more hours. And Crystal’s so pretty there, naked, arms bound, cum dribbling down her thigh. And he loves her so… “Okay, princess, I’ll stay for a bit, but you have to go to sleep.” He slides under the covers with her. He spoons with her. Her bound, thin arms push into his chest. He strokes her gorgeous hair and nuzzles into the nape of her neck. She practically starts to purr.

But something miraculous happens there, in that perfect moment. It’s a sign. Didn’t she say she didn’t want the game to be over yet? Maybe… Yes. The wolf is back and his cock is hard again, so hard, so ready. AJ reaches down beside the bed to where his boxers were abandoned, searching. There it is, yes. Maybe with this…?

“Daddy? What are you…?”

“Daddy isn’t here right now, Little Red,” the wolf growls low in the little girl’s ear. “The Big Bad Wolf is here!”

“Oh gosh, no, no, please, Mr. Wolf. I’m only a little girl.”

But the little girl doesn’t even try to stop the Big Bad Wolf from opening her thin legs, or shifting their spooning position, or sliding his fingers into her little cunny with a big dollop of lube, then another. She doesn’t even stop him when the head of his well-oiled, renewed erection presses her labia open, when he presses in tighter. “Aggghhh!” the little girl sighs when the big bad wolf slowly slides his hard cock all the way up inside her.

“OH! Mr. Wolf! What a big thing you have!”

“All the better to fuck you with, Little Red.”

It truly is a miracle. AJ is able to fuck her again, already. He rides her again, but not so hard, not so violently. AJ and the wolf fuck little Crystal slowly as they spoon in her bed. He doesn’t know how she does this to him, but he knows that he’ll stay hard as long as he’s in the warm grip of her amazingly tight pussy. But there’s no driving urgency this time – just the desire to be as close to her as he can be.

Still, as he slowly strokes in and out of her, he reaches down to caress and tease her tiny clit, then work more lube into her opening.

“OH! Mr. Wolf. What long clever fingers you have.” Crystal manages to gasp.

“All the better to tease you to another climax, Red.”

“Again? No, I don’t think… ooh, ooh, ohhhh! Please, no, or yes, or… I don’t…, oh, god.”

With slow, deliberate pulses, AJ fucks Crystal from behind. Wrapped in his arms, with his fingers lightly teasing her clit and keeping her well lubricated, the little girl’s trembling slowly increases. Her body can’t hide her pleasure or her journey towards another climax. It’s stunning the way her tight tunnel ripples along the length of AJ’s rigid cock. She moans, a tiny, plaintive sound that grows in intensity by the minute. I

It’s as if everything about the little creature is designed to make him lose control.

But AJ concentrates. He doesn’t speed up. He doesn’t give in to excitement. He just holds her little body tight and keeps up the steady, slow rhythm. Deep, long thrusts that seem to drive her crazy. And his fingers work their magic. Her clit is so small, but it’s swollen and warm. With all the lube and natural juices, it’s easy to tease the tiny nubbin into a constant state of throbbing excitement.

AJ shifts his other arm and starts to play with her small nipples. Crystal gasps, weakly – but what can she do? He wants to nuzzle and kiss her again, too, but her body is too small. His lips can’t reach her neck while he’s fucking her. He resorts to growling, low and menacing, reminding her that it’s the Big Bad Wolf who’s riding her, using her, dominating her.

Crystal’s mind whirls. She’s so close to another orgasm. She feels it coming. But she’s so tired. It seems like the wolf has been riding her for hours. Why did she ever think it was a good idea to flash her little pussy at him? She moans, “please, please, I can’t, please,” but it only seems to excite him. And his excitement makes him stroke into her a little faster. Oh, gosh, is that what she wanted? “Please,” she croaks when he tweaks her little nipples a little bit harder.

It comes. It overwhelms her. Climax. She shakes uncontrollably, despite her exhaustion. She grips at his big cock even harder, despite the fatigue in muscles that have never known such exercise. “Oh, please, please!” is all she can cry out as the torment of another orgasm grips her. She knows it’s a torment he’s forced on her by riding her to the brink of insanity, that he can do this to her anytime he wants, whether she wants it or not. She already knows he’s going to keep it going, longer than she can stand, just because he can. Because he needs to. Because he wants her!

And she loves it!

The wolf gives in to the thrill of the little girl’s newest, deepest orgasm. He clasps her shivering body tighter and slams into her from behind, faster and faster. He finds new energy in the excitement of using her, forcing himself on her long past anything she could have imagined. Faster. Yes. Ride her harder. Make her understand.

But the wolf has already left his cum in the little girl twice. A third climax, no matter how exciting, no matter how stimulating, isn’t going to come easy. Faster and faster he thrusts into the tiny, clutching cunt. He can feel it. It’s there, just out of reach. She’s shaking like a leaf in his arms and it’s SO GOOD. Soon, soon, he feels it, but he’ll have to work for it.

“No, no, no, please, please, too, much, please, please!” Crystals fast, begging grunts are barely articulate, each syllable pushed out of her by the huge dick that slams into her again and again.

“Fuck me! GRRROWWWWRRR!” AJ yells. He wants it so bad. Her pleading is just making his desire that much worse! Faster, faster, harder. Damn, can she take it? Oh fuck, it doesn’t matter. Just fuck her! It’s coming, he’s almost… FUCK! FUCK! Faster!

Crystal’s mind isn’t working right. She isn’t Crystal any more. She’s Little Red Ridden Hard. She’s a pussy – filled with daddy’s wolf-meat. She’s a mass of piercing electric torment that won’t stop, it won’t stop, it won’t stop! “Pleeeeaaaase!”

The desperate, Big Bad Wolf slams his cock in to the deepest depth he can manage, then holds it there inside the little cock-tease as squirt by squirt his thick cum is forced through the tightness to burst forth into her trembling, small body.

AJ comes down quickly. A wave of guilt and worry washes over him as he realizes how hard he’s used his sweet daughter – three times. How did he lose himself so completely into the world of the Big Bad Wolf? How does Crystal and her fairytales do this to him?

“Baby! Princess, are you…?” But the small child in his arms is asleep, probably unconscious. She’s passed out – but as he twists around to get a better look – there’s an insanely cute little smile on her delicate face. AJ collapses back down beside her, still spooning her close, still pressing her bound arms into his chest, his wilting cock still deeply embedded in her tight cunny. His chest pounds.

The next thing AJ knows is that he’s awakened by the sound of the garage door opening. Shit! Mommy’s home. Fuck! She’s already in the kitchen. In a panic he slides out of his daughter’s bed. Her arms are still tied! Oh, shit, look all the cum that’s dribbled out onto her thighs and stained her bed. He throws the covers over, tucking them up to her chin. He barely has time to loosen the knot on her bindings and has to abandon the silk tie. Her precious face looks angelic. Her amazing ginger locks spread out over her pillow.

But shit! He’s fucking naked. A desperate search uncovers his boxers and he slips them on. There’s nothing for it but to step out into the hall, just as his wife comes around the corner.

“Hey, babe, I thought you’d be asleep by now,” she says.

“Oh, yeah, I was just… I was…” AJ’s brain feels scrambled, but he remembers that his bed, their bed, is still made up. Clearly no one’s been sleeping in there, not yet. “I, uh, fell asleep in Crystal’s room. Sorry. But, you know, she wanted some long, silly fairytale and I just got really groggy. I guess I fell asleep.”

“Really, AJ, that child has you well trained.” Mommy breezes past AJ into Crystal’s room, but her pique is quickly quelled by the sight of the angelic child, sound asleep under her thick covers. She turns to AJ. “Well, I suppose it’s no surprise,” she whispers. “I’m glad you like taking such good care of her, baby. Oh gosh, I’m beat. Let’s get some sleep.” She kisses AJ on the cheek and heads off towards their bedroom, unbuttoning her blouse as she goes.

“Daddy?” a tiny whisper comes from the bed as soon as Mommy is out of sight.

AJ drops to his knee and puts a hand on his sweet daughter’s forehead. “Oh, princess, are you…”

But the little girl interrupts with her tinkling, sleepy, little girl voice. “Daddy, will Little Red Ridden Hard and the Big Bad Wolf live happily ever after?”

“Oh, yes, princess. Very happily and very ever after.”

Please continue the story with Part Four of the Little Girl and the Fairytales

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