Perverts 'R' Us

Little Red and the Wolves

(Oh No! Not another Red Riding Hood story!)

By Loki925 ( M+/fg )

This story is totally fictitious and does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.

Once upon a time there was a very pretty little girl who lived in a small Alpine village. Her name was Annie, but some people called her Red because of her fiery red hair. She lived with her grandfather and auntie after her parents and grandmother were all killed one winter by a large avalanche. After that she also became known as little orphan Annie.

Auntie Hortense was the youngest daughter of Hans and she was only ten years older than her little niece Annie. Hans used to fool around with Hortense when she was growing up until his wife caught him messing with the girl one day. After that he had to behave himself or his wife said she would leave him and take Hortense with her.

Then the avalanche destroyed several homes in the village that one terrible winter and Hans' wife was gone, along with Annie's mother and father who had been visiting her grandmother. Annie was four years old at the time and her Auntie Hortense was fourteen. Shortly after Annie came to live with them Hortense moved her things into her father's room and she began to share his bed.

Sometimes Annie could hear grandfather Hans and Auntie Hortense in the next room at night. They seemed to be laughing a lot and having a party together, and often Annie would hear the bedsprings creaking as though they were jumping up and down in bed. She was sad that they never invited Annie to the parties with them too.

Anyway, her grandfather Hans loved looking after his pretty granddaughter as well as fucking his daughter. Auntie Hortense kept house and did the cooking for them, but she left the personal care of Annie up to Hans. Hortense knew personally how much her father enjoyed doing things for his little girls and she did not mind the attention he gave Annie. She still got to fuck with her daddy.

Hans loved to dress Annie in pretty clothes, especially red dresses, and he loved undressing her even more. He loved bathing her too, even after she became old enough to bathe herself. He loved to soap up his hands and wash her between her legs by hand as she stood up in the bathtub. Sometimes Annie lost control and peed in the tub, but Hans didn't seem to mind that.

Annie loved the attention her grandfather showered upon her and Auntie Hortense. She liked to watch the tickle games he played with Hortense. Hans loved to have his daughter sit on his lap after dinner in the evenings. He would run his hands over her young bosom through her dress and tickle her legs a little. Almost every time his hand would run up her leg under her skirt and tickle Hortense through her panties. She would squeal and kick her legs and they would both laugh. Then they would do it all over again.

They let little Annie watch them play and before long she wanted to play like that too. Hans loved to play with his little granddaughter. By the time she was six years old Hans was slipping his fingers into the leg openings of her panties and fingering her little-girl slit. He loved the feel of her smooth, hairless little pussy. Annie loved that and she giggled a lot when he did that to her.

Soon she discovered that she had a very special little bump at the top of her crack that was especially ticklish. Hortense told her it was her clittie when Annie asked her about it. Hans would tickle that bump and Annie would get wet in her crack. Finally she would say she had to pee and Hans would let her go so she could use the bathroom.

By the time she returned to the room, her grandfather usually had Hortense on his lap, playing with her that way. Annie learned that she should not be jealous of her auntie, as it was clear that Hans loved them both. Annie did wish that she was old enough to have titties, though. After awhile they would send Annie off to her bed. Then Hans would pick Hortense up in his arms and carry her off to his bed.

Hans would have loved to play with both of his girls naked, but Hortense asked him not to do that until Annie was old enough to have titties too. Reluctantly, he agreed that the child should be a little older before he introduced her to more serious sex games. He could wait. After all, he had a pretty teenage daughter sharing his bed every night and fucking with him.

Sometimes Hortense would take her little niece shopping with her at the village market. Annie noticed that her auntie liked to thrust out her chest and wiggle her hips a lot while walking whenever there were older boys or younger men around to see her. She saw how the boys stared at her auntie and she thought it was funny. The boys called Annie "Red" and they had a nickname for Hortense too. They called her "Hor" but spelled it funny, "Whore".

Some men offered Hortense a little money to let them take her out back and kiss her and feel her through her clothes a little. It was a poor village and Hortense saw it as an easy way to make a little money, so she let them do that with her. Annie saw it all. So did a couple of the village women and they didn't think it was so funny.

They persuaded the town's parson to go have a talk with Hans about his wild daughter's behavior. Hans was embarrassed to get such a scolding from the parson. He realized that it was his own fault for seducing his young daughter and making her his sex partner. They had to live in this village and it would not do to offend the other villagers. Hans promised to have a serious talk with Hortense and to curb her unacceptable behavior in public.

Hans was indeed angry with the girl. He wanted to keep her for himself and he did not like it that she had been seen kissing other men and letting them feel her up. He was even more upset when he learned she was being paid a little money for such favors.

Hans told her she would either have to learn to behave herself in public or he would kick her out of the house. He didn't really mean it of course but he thought he could get the girl to behave better using such a threat. Hortense reacted poorly. She screamed at her father that it was his fault if she was considered to be a loose girl. He knew that she was right.

This rift between father and daughter went on for some weeks. Then he learned that the girl was sneaking around and meeting boys at night and even fucking with them. That was too much for Hans. Angrily he ordered her to pack her things and leave his house. To his surprise she did just that. She had just turned seventeen and Annie was now seven.

It seemed that Hortense had already made some other arrangements. The entire village heated their small homes with wood burning stoves. There were plentiful forests all around the village and many of the men worked as woodcutters supplying firewood.

Hortense let some of the single woodcutters know that if they would build her a nice log cabin off in the nearby dense woods she would always be available to entertain them in her new home. Several men set to work and soon Hortense had just the cabin she wanted. They dubbed it "Whore's house" of course. The girl had plenty of company after that.

Hans was so distraught at the loss of his pretty daughter that he resolved not to make the same mistake with little Annie. He got religion and took her to church every Sunday after that. Annie did not mind going to church but she really missed the nice tickle games that Grandfather Hans used to play with her.

She would lie in bed alone at night and rub her clittie, something she had learned to do. It gave her some really nice feelings although she had not yet discovered the joy of an orgasm. Still she got quite wet between her legs. Then she would go to the bathroom, pee, and wipe herself off.

Annie really missed the company of her sexy Auntie Hortense too. She pleaded with her grandpa to let her visit her auntie at her new cabin in the woods. At first Hans refused to allow it. He told Annie that the woods were dangerous and there were wolves living in them. Everybody knew that of course as they often heard the wolves howling at night.

Hans missed his daughter too and he did not like to see Annie so unhappy. So one day he told her that he would accompany her into the woods and they would go together to visit Hortense. He hoped that he might be able to reconcile with his daughter. Annie was delighted, of course.

Knowing that it was hard for Hortense to get to town often Annie packed up a basket of things she could likely use. It was drizzling that day, so Hans had Annie wear her hooded red coat to keep dry. Then they set off through the woods to visit her auntie.

On the way they passed a couple of woodcutters at work and exchanged greetings with them. They also saw a wolf lurking in the woods, but it kept its distance. There seemed to be a well worn path to Hortense's house, so they had no trouble finding it. Hans realized though that the only reason for such a path was that she must receive many visitors.

Hortense received them both warmly and father and daughter reconciled to some extent. However there was no sitting together and playing tickle games between them. Hans and Annie had lunch with Hortense and then they decided they should return home to their village. They said their goodbyes and set off to return home.

Hans had now assured himself that it was safe to visit his daughter's home when the weather was good, that the way was well marked and the wolves kept their distance. He felt better about letting little Annie go to visit her auntie on her own some day when she got a little older. When his granddaughter turned eight Hans decided that she was old enough now for such a visit. She had been looking forward to it for some time.

Annie packed a basket of goodies for her auntie and put on her red-hooded coat just in case it might rain. Then she set off through the woods singing a happy little song. On the way she passed a few woodcutters at work and she greeted them.

One of them called back "Hello, Red! Are you going to visit your auntie?"

"Yes I am, thank you."

When the girl had passed them another man asked him, "Do you know that little girl? She is sure a pretty kid, isn't she?"

"Yes, she lives in our village. Her auntie is the Whore who lives at Whore House."

"Oh I see!" Everybody knew who Whore was. "Maybe some day when she grows up a little more, Red will join her auntie. I wouldn't mind getting into that little girl's panties!"

The first man replied, "I don't think that will happen. Her grandfather sees that she goes to church every Sunday now."

"I see. Well it has been my experience that sometimes church girls are the hottest ones around!" The men chuckled at that.

Annie continued on her way. A deer appeared on the path ahead of her. To her surprise it called out to her.

"Run little girl, the wolf is coming this way!" Then the deer quickly bounded out of sight.

Whoever heard of a deer that could talk? Annie thought. Just then a wolf came running along toward her. Frightened the girl stepped off of the path, afraid the wolf would attack her. To her surprise the wolf stopped beside her but did not threaten her.

"Hello Red, did you see a deer come by this way?" the wolf asked her in a deep voice. Goodness, whoever heard of a wolf that could talk? Annie wondered.

"Yes Wolf, a deer did pass me, but it was running hard. I doubt that you can catch it." she said.

The wolf sighed. "Yes you are probably right, Red. Well I am not too hungry now anyway, so it doesn't matter I guess. Where are you headed? To Whore's House?"

Annie wondered how the wolf could know so much. "Her name is Hortense and she is my auntie."

"Yes I know, Red. I saw you and your grandfather come this way a couple of months ago to visit your auntie. I know just about everything that happens in these woods. I like your auntie. She sometimes throws us scraps of meat to eat when we are hungry."

Annie was surprised to hear that. "I didn't know that my auntie liked wolves that much."

"Well the woodcutters who visit her often bring venison with them as presents, and she has more than she needs. So she is happy to feed our small pack of wolves when we have trouble finding enough food ourselves. She knows it means we will never bother her."

Annie was amazed at the friendly talking wolf. "You have a nice-looking coat. Do you mind if I pet you, Wolf?" she asked.

The wolf gave her a toothy grin. "I am not a dog Red, I am a wild animal. But yes, I think I would like to have you pet me." So she did and the wolf wagged his tail in appreciation.

"Yes that feels nice, Red. I can see how some of my distant ancestors could decide to associate with humans and become dogs. Still I enjoy the freedom of being a wild creature. May I make a suggestion?"

"Yes what is it, Wolf?"

"There is a patch of pretty wildflowers over there in that clearing. I think your auntie might like of bouquet of them, don't you?"

"Yes that is a good idea, Wolf. I will just go over and pick some of them for her. Thank you for your suggestion."

"You are quite welcome, Red. Well I must be on my way. Perhaps I will scare up a rabbit for a little snack." With that the wolf trotted off down the forest path. The girl wondered if she could really trust a wolf. All the stories she had ever heard about wolves made them out to be vicious creatures and certainly not to be trusted.

Annie went over and picked some flowers to take to her auntie. She began to feel sleepy and decided to lie down in the bed of flowers for a little nap. She was sound asleep when two young woodcutters came along and found her there. They were not from her village and did not know the young girl.

"Hey Karl, look at that pretty little girl with her red coat and red riding hood! See how her skirt has ridden up her legs? Why I can even see the crotch of her panties. Looks to me like she might be old enough to fuck."

Karl replied, "Otto, I do believe that you would fuck anything with a hole in it. Still she does have nice legs, doesn't she?" He looked around and saw that they were quite alone with the girl.

Otto said, "Come on, let's get her!" With that the two men rushed Annie and captured her before she knew what had happened. One of them stuffed a dirty handkerchief in her mouth to keep her from screaming and drawing any unwanted attention to them. They picked her up and carried her further off the path where no one would see them.

Annie struggled to escape, but the men were too strong for her. She was very frightened as they tore off her red coat with its riding hood and used it as a blanket to set her down on. The men quickly tore off her dress and now she was stripped down to her panties, socks and shoes. They took off her shoes, but left her socks on. Then they ripped off her panties.

"Look Karl, the kid doesn't have any hair on her pussy yet! Isn't that a cute crack she has between her legs?" To emphasize his point, the man used his fingers to spread open her labia. "Aw look at that. I think she is still a virgin!"

Karl pinched Annie's undeveloped pink nipples. "Gees Otto, I think she is too young. Maybe we should just let her go." he said.

"No way! She has a nice tight cunt and I intend to shove my cock up it and fuck the little bitch!" Otto replied.

Reluctantly Karl held the whimpering girl down and he watched as Otto forced his erect cock into the little kid's virgin hole. He figured she couldn't be more than eight years old. She screamed but her cries were muffled by the gag in her mouth. Otto raped Annie. Karl saw the virgin bloody streaks on Otto's cock as he pulled it part way out only to shove it back into the young girl's hole.

"Gees she's tight! I just knew she would be." Otto exclaimed happily. As he watched the fucking of the young girl Karl felt his own cock begin to rise. Maybe he would fuck her too he thought, in spite of his reservations.

And so it was that by the time Otto finished pumping his sperm deep into Annie's belly Karl was ready to trade places with him. Karl shoved his cock into the cum and blood lubricated hole of the girl. She was still tight he discovered and soon he was hunching at her small cunt quite happily.

Meanwhile Otto was amusing himself by wiping his cock off in Annie's red hair. The sadistic man loved seeing the girl's tears and hearing her muffled cries as she was being raped by him and his partner.

Otto figured that when Karl was done maybe they would turn the kid over and rape her in the ass too. He grinned at the idea of doing that to the young girl. He would see to it that she was too sore to walk by the time they were done with her.

Just then all hell broke loose. Suddenly there were snarling wolves all over them, biting, ripping at the flesh of the men's necks. Otto screamed but the sound was cut off as a wolf punctured his windpipe and stilled his voice. He was still conscious when another wolf bit his cock and balls and soon chewed them off. He experienced horrible pain before he died.

Karl too was savagely attacked. He had his cock abruptly torn out of Annie's cunt just as he began cumming. Several shots of cum erupted in the air, no longer able to be deposited inside the girl. A wolf attacked his cock and balls as another one went for his neck. Karl died the same way as Otto had, in horrible pain.

Now free of the awful men who had just raped her, Annie rolled away from the carnage around her as the wolf pack tore into the dying men. She startled as she felt a wet nose probing between her legs and then a warm wet tongue probing into her torn vaginal hole.

Annie looked down and saw the head of a wolf between her legs and she was afraid to move. Was the wolf going to eat her? She wondered. Indeed the tongue probed inside her and ate her out in that sense. Annie's clittie stiffened up and she realized that she had become terribly aroused by what had happened to her and what the wolf was doing to her.

She pulled the handkerchief gag out of her mouth and was about to scream with fear. Then the wolf's head rose from between her thighs and gave her a toothy grin. A deep voice spoke to her reassuringly.

"I regret that my pack and I did not discover you were being assaulted sooner, Red. But you are safe now. You need not fear us. None of my pack will harm you."

"Oh Wolf! It's you! Thank you for rescuing me, dear friend!" Annie threw her arms around Wolf's neck and hugged him close, enjoying the comfort of his furry strength. She saw then that the wolves were beginning to feed on the men's bodies. She did not want to watch that awful sight and so she turned her head away.

"We do not usually feed on human flesh Red, but these men deserve it. Besides, we wolves have our reputations to uphold, and when these men's remains are found other men will continue to fear us and stay well away from us. But now you know the truth. Not all vicious wolves have four feet, some have only two."

"Yes, dear friend, I see how true that is." Annie replied. "Oh no, my panties are all torn up. I cannot wear them now. My dress is torn too, but not too badly to wear. My red coat is soiled, but I can still wear it." She got dressed again as she made these observations.

She groaned as she tried to stand up. "Oh Wolf, I think I am too sore to walk now." she said as she took a few steps, grimacing in pain.

"You can get on my back, Red, and I will carry you safely to your auntie." Wolf offered.

"Oh that is so kind of you, Wolf." she replied as she swung one leg over and straddled the wolf. She grabbed hold of the ruff of hair on his neck and leaned forward, clinging to the wolf. He rose up then and began to trot along with her on his back.

Annie discovered that her already aroused clittie was still sticking out and rubbing against the fur of the wolf, stimulating her beyond anything she had ever experienced before. Halfway to her auntie's house Annie began screaming out her first-ever true orgasm, and as the fur continued to rub against her twitching clittie the girl kept cumming and screaming with pleasure the rest of the way to Hortense's house.

Wolf grinned, knowing what pleasure he was giving Red. The rest of the wolf pack had joined them now, all of the wolves grinning as they saw the girl being brought to one orgasm after another.

Hortense heard the commotion and opened the door to see her niece being delivered to her screaming on the back of a very large wolf. At first she thought that the wolf must be doing something awful to the girl but then as he stopped before her Annie spoke up, panting with her exertions.

"Oh Auntie, I was attacked and raped by two men but the wolves saved me! They brought me to you. I had some goodies in a basket and a bouquet of flowers I picked for you, but I fear that I have lost them."

Just then two wolves from the back of the pack came forward. One was carrying the basket with the handle in its mouth. The other had the bouquet of flowers, gently holding the stems in its mouth. The wolves set the gifts down at her auntie's feet. Hortense could hardly believe what she had just seen.

"I must give these dear creatures some meat as a reward for what they have done in rescuing you, dear Annie." she said.

"No Auntie, you won't need to feed them. They have just eaten." Annie informed her, shuddering at the way she had seen the two men torn to pieces and partially eaten. She thanked the wolves and then they left.

Annie was a little surprised that the wolves said nothing in front of her auntie. Later Wolf explained that they only spoke to special people like her. Annie was very pleased that she had been singled out for such a privilege.

Hortense treated Annie's small bruises. The two of them discussed how well Hortense was doing now thanks to the many men who visited her and brought her gifts. Now that Annie was no longer a virgin, once she was feeling better she might try fucking with a few boys, Hortense suggested.

If she got to liking it, Annie would be welcome to join her auntie and go into business with her once she was a little older. Annie said she would give it some thought. It would be nice to have such fine things as Hortense did, she thought.

After she rested at her Auntie Hortense's house for a few hours Annie was recovered enough to walk gingerly home. Some time later when she met Wolf in the woods again she asked him if she might have another ride on his back. He grinned and said he would be delighted.

Soon they were streaking through the woods, the girl clinging to the back of the wolf and screaming out her orgasm. A couple of woodcutters saw them go streaking by and they reported to a skeptical village that they had seen a young witch with fiery red hair flowing in the wind, wearing a red coat, riding on the back of a wolf and screaming like something straight out of hell!

Then a couple of weeks later other men reported seeing the same thing, and later others too. Thus was born the legend that survives to this day. But if you ever see such a sight, dear reader, realize that it is nothing to be afraid of. It is only Annie riding on Wolf and enjoying her orgasm.

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