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Red And The Wolf

You are Little Red Riding Hood walking alone in the woods to grandma’s house. A curvy young woman you are the object of desire of every man. That morning the Woodsman offers to join you to keep you safe from the Big Bad Wolf.

The Wolf roams the woods ravishing pretty young women. Many times the local hunters went out to find him but he was no where to be found. The Woodsman is a nice man with no wife or love interest to speak of. He lives alone in the middle of the woods and only comes to town to deliver wood and visit the local merchant before heading into the woods again.

As you walk the discussion turns from the weather to the Big Bad Wolf. You ask if he has ever met the wolf and the Woodsman says he hasn’t. Taking the lead since he has never been to your grandmother’s house you choose the path. You never see his smile before you hear the Wolf’s howl in the distance.

“I should go check that out. Stay on the path and you should be fine.” He said rushing off into the trees.

You find yourself alone and a second howl grows closer. Walking off the path you worry about the Woodsman and that is when you see it. It walks on all fours with its teeth bared.

“Hello Little Red Riding Hood.” The Wolf says.

“What have you done with the Woodsman?” You ask.

“Don’t worry he will be along shortly. You should be careful pretty girls like you could get lost. There is a wolf out here with a taste for pretty girls.” The Wolf says.

“I know it’s you!” You say pointing at him.

The Wolf chuckles saying, “No, I’m not the one you should be worrying about.” The Wolf says before turning around and heading off. You continue on and find the Woodsman down the path waiting for you.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t find him.” The Woodsman says.

By late afternoon you arrive at grandma’s house only to find a note saying she is visiting your uncle two days away in another village. A lock clicks behind you and you find the Woodsman smiling at the door. His eyes have changed matching those of a wolf.

“What strange eyes you have.” You say standing in the moonlight coming from an open window.

“The better to see you with my dear.” He says with a smile slipping out of his clothes.

Now the words of the wolf near the path comes back to you, “I’m not the one you have to worry about.”

“You’re the Big Bad Wolf.” You say.

Moving close he says, “Yes I am.”

When he kisses you decide to make the best of it and kiss him back. Still kissing you he rips open your dress exposing your breasts. Kissing his way down your neck he devours each licking and sucking them almost feverishly. One final ripping action leaves your red dress in tatters on the floor leaving only your red hood left.

It’s your only piece of clothing as he guides his cock into you before lifting off the ground. You wrap you legs around him as he begins to pump into you with powerful strokes. The smell of his sweat is intoxicating as pheromones excite your body. It seems to go on for hours as you cum again and again covered in sweat.

Letting you slip to the floor he slips out of your sore pussy his member soaked in your juices. Positioning you before him you find yourself on your hands and knees with him behind you. His member presses against your asshole before he penetrates with one thrust. With one hand on one of your shoulders he moves the other to your clit working it while he thrust into you. Finding a rhythm you cum in moments your legs buckling as you orgasm.

Lying there breathing hard you manage to say, “Do you do this to all the girls?”

Kissing your cheek he says slipping out of you limp and satisfied, “No, only the one I plan to make my mate. I plan to know every part of you before I’m done.”

Laying there on the ground you try to imagine your belly swelling from the child that will soon be coming. The idea of carrying his offspring is not an unpleasant thought. As you close your eyes you think on the events of that day and smile. Who knew that the Big Bad Wolf wouldn’t have turned out to be so bad?