0 comments/ 159631 views/ 18 favorites Little Red Riding Whore By: creepy_ghost Once upon a time lived a wood-cutter and his wife, who had one little eighteen year old girl that they cherished more than life. She was very pretty, with sweet blue eyes and golden hair; and she'd turn all the boys heads when she walked and her tits were quite a lovely pair. In the next village lived her aunt who was thirty years old, who loved her so much that she made a nice scarlet hood for her to keep her from being cold. When the neighbors saw it they called her "Little Red Riding Hood," and after a time they called her by that name rather than anything else they could. One day her mother said to her: "Auntie has been very lonely. Put on your hood and run and take these toys that I have made for her." Little Red Riding Hood started off with her basket on her arm, and soon came between the two villages, where laid a wood. Just then a wolf, who was passing, saw Red Riding Hood and said: "Where are you going, Red Riding Hood?" "I am going to see my auntie, Mr. Wolf," she said. "Where does she live?" asked the wolf as he looked at Red. "Oh, she lives in the first cottage past yonder mill. She is very lonely, so I am taking these toys to her, her name is Jill." The wolf came closer to Little Red Riding Hood, with a pure look of lust. "And what's under your skirt, I'd like to take a look -- I just must." "You may not!" Red Riding Hood shouted and tried to run away. She didn't get too far as the Wolf pounced upon her as he was looking for a good lay. In a single move, the Wolf removed Red Riding Hood's dress and now she laid on the ground, wearing nothing but bra and panties, and nobody was around. "Please, let me go, Mr. Wolf" Little Red Riding Hood shouted, but the wolf refused and Red Riding Hood pouted. He tore off Riding's Hood bra and released her big breasts. He licked and sucked and played with her tits until he felt Red Riding Hood was ready to be fucked. Ripping off her panties, the wolf readied his cock, standing in at twelve inches, it was hard as rock. Little Red Riding Hood cried "What in the world is that thing for?!" The wolf smiled and replied, "I'll use it make you my whore!" With one quick thrust, the wolf's cock had penetrated Little Red Riding Hood and the girl cried as her pussy was torn apart by the wolf's wood. As virgin blood poured onto his love stick, the wolf proclaimed "a virgin! What a treat for my dick!" Holding the girl down, the wolf fucked her relentlessly and before he knew it, Little Red Riding Hood was taking his dick eagerly. "This isn't so bad" she said while she gave out a moan and the Wolf kept fucking her with his twelve inch bone. Soon enough the Wolf felt himself close to cumming, so he ended the ride. He pulled out and told Little Red Riding Hood, "better open wide!" She opened her mouth and the wolf filled it with his cock, riding her face like he was some jock. Her mouth moved back and forth and her own hand found her cunt, finally the wolf came with one loud grunt. At the same time, Little Red Riding Hood had an orgasm, she lost control of her body as it went into spasm after spasm. Pulling out his cock, the Wolf came on Red Riding Hood's face, she felt so good, she felt much grace. The wolf rose up, tired from fucking the teen, but not before she licked his monstrous cock clean. Little Red Riding Hood put on her dress and cleaned her face of the wolf's white mess. "As I said my aunt is very lonely, so it is best I go see her now." The wolf pondered and lifted a brow. "If she is so lonely, I will go and see her too," he said. "there are two paths" and he pointed, "you take that one, Red." She looked up and asked, "and you will take the other path?". "Yes, we will see who gets there first" the wolf answered and dashed pass some lath. Soon enough the wolf made it and tap, tap -- he knocked at the cottage door. "Who is there?" asked the aunt in a voice filled with bore. "It is I," answered the wolf, in a soft voice, "Little Red Riding Hood; I bring you toys so that you may rejoice!" "Pull the bobbin and the latch will lift up," she called out. The wolf entered without haste as the shocked aunt shouted, "what's this all about?!" The wolf leaped onto the aunt laying on the bed, and pulled off her nightgown, the aunt now now naked from toe to head. The wolf fucked her mouth and raped her cunt and the aunt's pleasure was quite a stunt. "I don't feel so lonely any more, Mr. Wolf" the aunt did proclaim and the wolf continued filling the pussy of this fine dame. Her breasts were huge, bigger than those of Little Red Riding Hood, and her pussy could take in almost all of his twelve-inch wood. The wolf moaned and came inside the aunt's pussy, he had fucked her so hard, she passed out like some wussy. Suddenly, a knock came to the door, it was Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf remembered how he fucked her and how it made him feel so good. Throwing the aunt under the bed, he decided he'd fuck Little Red Riding Hood again and trick the girl into it so once again his cock could dive into her pit. She knocked at the door, and the wolf, softening his voice as much as possible, called out: "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up." Red Riding Hood opened the door and walked in, looking about. The wolf said, "put the basket on the table, and come into bed with me." Little Red Riding Hood figured she'd first make her auntie some tea. "No, no, come right to bed for I feel so lonely" the wolf spoke up and Red Riding Hood crawled into the bed like a innocent little pup. The girl became somewhat suspicious of her aunt's looks and said, "what long hands you have, auntie!" "The better to grope your breasts you with, my dear." Red Riding Hood thought this to be a rather odd response and than she saw the long ears sticking up out side the nightcap. "What great ears you have auntie!" "The better to hear you moaning with, my dear." "What large eyes you have, auntie!" "The better to see your sexy body with, my dear." She was a bit suspicious at first but when she looked under the sheets, Little Red Riding Hood became a bit shocked. "What a great cock you have, auntie!" "The better to fuck you with, my darling," shouted the wolf and quickly mounted Little Red Riding Hood. "I didn't have enough the first time, so I decided I'll fuck you again real good." Little Red Riding Hood blushed and grinned, "all you had to do was ask!" The wolf quickly undressed Red Riding Hood and came closer to his task. He told the girl to get on all fours so he could do her doggy style. Little Red Riding Hood did just that and when she felt that cock enter her, she couldn't help but smile. He rammed her pussy again and again, pounding the young girl with all the strength he had. Red Riding Hood spoke up, saying "ever since you left a while ago, I've been wanting to be fucked again real bad." A noise came from under the bed just as they were fucking so hard and out came aunt Jill, shocked to see the wolf fucking the little ward. Red Riding Hood looked down and said, "why don't you join us, dear auntie Jill?" Completely nude, Jill got onto the bed and said "I think I will!" The wolf stopped his current action and laid back on the bed as aunt Jill began rubbing her cunt against his cockhead. She slid down on his cock in one quick move meanwhile Little Red Riding Hood sat on the wolf's face and began to groove. The wolf ate her little red pussy like a beaver eating into a tree and quickly the girl came, enjoying this great spree. The wolf couldn't hold out much longer so he came inside Jill and so came the aunt as she did grind against the wolf's love rill. "So what toys did your mother bring me, dear Red Riding Hood" asked Jill, "I don't really know" answered the girl as she looked at her aunt's gill. She went to the basket and was quite shocked, "oh my, what's this for?!" Red Riding Hood pulled out a sixteen inch dildo and auntie exclaimed "this gift is better than those your mother gave me before!" The wolf grabbed the dildo and proclaimed he was ready to fuck once more. The aunt got down on all fours and stuck her ass out like a good whore. The wolf shoved his meat inside her cunt and as he slid the dildo into Jill's ass, she couldn't help but grunt. Being fucked in both holes drove Jill mad and watching this, Red Riding Hood became rather excited and wet. She placed her pussy in front of Jill's face and Jill smiled, saying "you're really horny, I bet." The aunt ate Little Red Riding Hood out as she'd moan and yell, how much more of the fucking she could take nobody could tell. Soon her time came, though, and so came aunt Jill. Little Red Riding Hood looked at the wolf and said that she too wanted a fill. He lifted the girl up and slowly shoved his cock into her ass and the wolf shouted and screaming, acting rather crass. "You like this, don't you, Little Red Riding Slut?" The girl didn't mind the comments though, she was now in love with smut! Aunt Jill regained her strength and slid under the younger girl. She shoved the dildo inside her pussy against her own will. "It's too much!" Red Riding Hood shouted, but quickly she began to like what she was feeling and allowed it. A few minutes passed and the wolf felt ready to shoot his seed and on her mind, Jill had quite a good deed. She took the wolf's cock and began licking it up and down, in no time, Red Riding Hood joined in, licking the wolf's balls all around. He came on their faces and on their tits, he came so much that he even came on their clits. They licked his cock clean and rested on the bed for a while, all of them laying on that bed, each one with a huge smile. They had so much fun, they decided they would fuck some other time once more and that's the story of how the wolf fucked Little Red Riding Hood and her aunt, turning them each into a whore. Little Red Riding Whore "Want some candy, little girl?" asked the doorman. David's Halloween parties were usually worth the campy ceremonies and silliness. Laurie rolled her eyes and gave the answer from the flyer. "Yes, master. May I have another?" "But, of course!" he smiled, and opened the door. Looking around, no one seemed familiar. Between the guests, the neighbors, and the friends-of-friends, it was lively party full of strangers. Laurie wandered from room to room, trying to find one of her girlfriends, or at least her boyfriend, David. Amused with strands of purple bat lights and talking candy dishes, she cut through the cobwebs, paper-cut decorations, and ice chests full of alcohol scattered throughout the house. The music was not too loud, but the conversation and laughter made it hard to hear. She grabbed a beer from the kitchen and made her way outside to the patio. Laurie's costume was borrowed from an article in Playboy several years back. Sarah Michelle Gellar went to the Playboy mansion dressed as Little Red Riding Whore, and Laurie looked terrific copying the idea. The short cape made sure that everyone could see her shiny red heels and gartered thigh high stockings, along with part of her OktoberFest miniskirt. A short-sleeved white shirt, ultra shine red lipgloss, a picnic basket purse, and braided pigtails drove home the message that this fairy tale character was not so well-behaved. The patio and backyard were full of games, guests, and glowing torches. Laurie made her way past the undead bartender and over to the pool, complete with floating blow-up dolls and assorted glow rings. There was a line forming for "Bob for Apples or Walk the Plank" over by the diving board...another of David's more traditional party activities. Laurie waited for her turn before leaning to the side of a large plastic barrel. She waited for an apple to pass by before extending her neck forward into the water. The apple missed her initial pass, but Laurie stayed low in the barrel and tried again. Her pleated skirt lifted in the back to show her beautiful thighs as she rocked back and forth on her knees, chasing the apples as they swayed around in the water. The entire line shared a smile as Laurie's bloomer panties were exposed, and had a little chuckle at her expense. Laurie emerged from the game with a very wet shirt and dirty knees, but at least she didn't have to walk the plank! There was still no sign of anyone Laurie knew, so she headed back into the house to dry off. She walked to the master bathroom in the rear of the house searching for a towel. As she entered the bedroom, the door closed behind her and the sound of the metal lock secured her fate. Laurie looked up to see David and several other costumed creatures of the night standing around the room. By the nefarious grin on David's Werewolf face, she could see that she was about to be gang-raped by the Universal Studios Horror Monsters. Unlike her hardened slut persona, and raised nipples, Laurie turned soft and wanted out of the room. David stood at the door and shook his finger disapprovingly. Little Red was about to get a good riding and earn her reputation the hard way. As the characters took her by the waist and walked her around, Laurie knew that she would not be able to escape. The Mummy began to moan and paw at her clothing, instructing the others to disrobe her. Once her shirt and skirt were removed, he didn't seem to have a problem securing her wrists to the wooden rod in the closet with some extra gauze and a firm grip. The window blinds were opened to cast a moonlit view of the red cape and wet, white undergarments as they hung on Laurie's cold skin. The Mummy let out a loud groan and shook his face between Laurie's breasts, and then again between her legs. He stood up and held her head back by pulling on her braids, pressing his wrapped face to her mouth. The closet door shut to enclose the two inside, as the Mummy took his turn in feeling every inch of the trapped victim in his Egyptian tomb. Twenty minutes later, the door reopened. Laurie found herself free from the hanger bar, and allowed back into the bedroom for more surprises. Frankenstein and the Bride of Frankenstein were laying on the bed, waiting patiently for her. Laurie wanted to laugh, but somehow knew better. She climbed into the middle of the bed and prepared, as the Bride of Frankenstein kissed her tenderly and removed her cape. Frankenstein grabbed her legs and jerked her to the edge of the bed where he promptly yanked her panty crotch to the side and took her as only a large, powerful, abomination could. Laurie sobered into the experience of such a rough fucking and began to participate. As she bucked against the strong, pounding cock, Frankenstein threw her ankles around his neck and pulled her hips slightly above the bed. The Bride of Frankenstein lifted her skirt and straddled Laurie's ears to sit carefully over her face, waving her pussy back and forth onto Laurie's nose and lips. As her orgasm flourished, Laurie cried out between wild licking and gasping for air beneath the heavy cotton dress. Three orgasms later, the Frankensteins finished with her and pointed her onto the floor. Be careful what lurks below. Laurie let out a frightened shriek as a dark hand reached out to her from beneath the bed frame. Pulling her in slowly, the figure twirled Laurie's body until she was laying flat against the floor with her waist under the bed. She laid silent, staring at the ceiling, as she felt the prodding fingers of her newest partner. The tile floor was cool and smooth against her tense body, and it almost felt as if she were frozen solid, spread open for the underworld to toy with her body. Laurie pretended that she was alone and enjoyed the mystery of her manually stimulated climax. In a haunting way, it was the most exotic and chilling experience of them all. David howled to her from the bathroom. Laurie wiggled herself free from the bed, and walked in to see him. He stood in the shower, clothes shredded and transformed into a hairy, horny, beast. He helped her into the stall, where he bent her forward and commented at Laurie's state of disarray. Pulling down the stretched out panties, he held her hips tightly and began to ram into her from behind. "Fuck me, you big, bad, wolf!" Laurie laughed. The two lovers became playful and banged about in the dark shower stall for quite a while, enjoying each other and the occasional flying of fur. As Laurie exited the shower and fumbled back into her clothes, she noticed that the door was unlocked and that her perpetrators had mingled into the crowd outside. Without knowing the identity of the other participants, Laurie was sure that the joke of Little Red Riding Whore would follow her for a long time to come. David had given her a good surprise, both a trick and a treat. Little Red Riding Whore The full moon was bright on this fateful night, illuminating the woman's path as she strolled along the lane leisurely, basket in hand and hood askew. Clad in blood-red attire, she fixed her hood with her free hand, crimson cloak dragging amongst the ground behind her; her red heels made no noise upon the soft dirt, though they normally clicked and clacked upon the cobblestones back in town. Sheer white stockings ran up her legs and stopped short of her red skirt, exposing a nice amount of thigh, as the skirt ended well above her knees. A shoulderless red crop top valiantly tried to cover her torso but failed in hiding the massive midriff she bared, which began right underneath her buxom breasts. She pushed back a hefty amount of golden locks and tilted her head backward, looking up at the moon as she swung her arm back and forth, basket swaying lackadaisically. "I do hope Aunt Rose is ok; I should hasten to deliver this food to her," she said. And with that, she quickened her pace as much as her heels would allow, the thick overgrowth of the forest passing her by with increased speed. The moonlight slowly began to fade from the path as the treetops blocked more and more of its illumination until she finally found herself in perpetual darkness. Fear curled icy fingers around her rapidly beating heart, her progression slowly to an infant's crawl. Many noises became apparent to her just then, the sounds of insects and animals unseen leading her into a state of nervousness unprecedented. Just as she was about to abandon her quest, a voice from the depths reached out to her: "Good evening little girl; what is your name?" She fixed her green eyes on the inky blackness right before her, reaching a hand out in a vein effort to grasp a person who wasn't there. "I suppose your mother taught you not to speak to strangers, and she's right; you shouldn't," the voice teased, seemingly emitting from all around her though she was certain it was one person. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice wavering due to the anxiety and fear clutching her heart. "Who I am is of little importance, child, but can you at least tell me how old you are?" "I'm eighteen," Red said with a bit more confidence, though she took a few steps backward, a sign of retreat. "Only eighteen and dressing like that; my, you are quite the grown woman. Where are you headed at this time of night?" "I'm going to see my Aunt Rose, who lives at the end of this lane near the brook." Silence fell between the two, the only sound being emitted was of her labored breathing, which she attempted to keep in check long enough to hear if he'd left her; the blood that pounded her temples made that nearly impossible. She exhaled sharply and figured she was in the clear, until a pair of red eyes opened within the darkness before her. Frightened, she issued a bloodcurdling scream from the top of her lungs, turning to flee the monster in the dark. She had only managed to get a few steps before she bumped into an obstacle unseen and fell to the ground, her basket skidding away into the darkness. "Hey little lady, you okay?" came a friendly voice from above her. Groping for the man, she found his outstretched hands and clutched them possessively, climbing to her feet with his aid. "Mister, there's a monster after me, we have to go get help, please!" Red stated in a panic, worry and fear evident in both her eyes and her speech. The man, an apparent farmer by his hat and overalls fixed her with an inquisitive stare, "Now just hold on a minute darling, what do you mean 'monster'? What does it look like?" "Well, I don't know if it actually was a monster come to think of it, it was so dark that I never saw it. But whatever it was, it had glowing red eyes, those I saw for sure!" He absorbed the details of her story and peered down the lane in the direction she had motioned to, though it was far too dark to make out anything. "What are you doing out here anyway?" "I'm heading to my Aunt's house. I haven't seen her in a while and I figured I'd go visit her; I was going to take her some food but I lost my basket." "You're going to go see your Aunt at this time of night?" "I figured it was as good a time as any, and besides, she's expecting me." "Well, we better not keep her waiting; I'll escort you the rest of the way if you'd like." "Oh would you? Thank you mister, I really appreci—" "For a price, I might add," he said rather coldly, his eyes lowering to assess her body and the skimpy attire encasing it. Red took a cautionary step backward, her eyes slanting slightly, seemingly peering into the thoughts swirling about within his head. "And what might that be?" she asked slowly, her eyes finding his. "I think a quick blowjob would suffice, don't you? You do have rather attractive lips, and that red lipstick looks to die for," he crooned, trailing a calloused finger over Red's plump red lips. She watched his hungry eyes roam her body again and again and she solemnly nodded her agreement, rationalizing that it would be the safest course of action to acquire a guardian on her trip. With her personal justification out of the way, she sank her knees into the soft soil of the path and fixed her eyes on the bulging mass that hid behind a pair of worn farmhand trousers. She slid her hands inside his waistband and pulled his pants down far enough to where his erection was free, the head smacking lightly into her cheek. "That's right girlie, nice and easy..." he groaned, placing a hand on the back of her head as he felt himself slowly enter the recesses of her throat. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The heedless sounds of saliva and suction met his ears, and he could observe the act from afar no longer; he figured now was his best opportunity to gain ground on Red. The wolf turned and sprang through the forest on all fours, racing for Aunt Rose's house near the brook. He was familiar with the area and had passed Rose's house many times, but hadn't bothered ransacking the house due to the lumberjack that stood vigil in a house of his own close by. But tonight was different; tonight he was feeling lucky. It was a full moon tonight, and the lumberjack was most likely asleep anyway. Nothing would stop him on this night. Nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Damn girl," the farmer exhaled, hitching his britches up as he fell in tow behind Red, who was busy wiping off her cum splattered face, "that's some mouth you got there." She responded with silence, wiping her soiled and sticky hands on the back of her skirt, trying desperately to ignore the sour taste that ringed her mouth. "Whew," he breathed heavily, finally having situated himself, walking briskly beside the blonde beauty. She moved with a purpose but remained absolutely silent, her green eyes wide, ready for anything to happen, to jump out at her. "Hey, slow down a bit, will you? We'll get there eventually." "You don't understand, I think whatever that thing was might be headed to my Aunt's house; we have to get there before it does," Red said hurriedly. "I don't think we should," he stated coldly, all politeness leaving his voice. She stopped abruptly then, turning to face the farmer who had fallen behind by a few paces, "What makes you say that?" "Because," he said, a cruel grin reaching his lips, "we don't want to interrupt my brother, do we?" Red's eyes widened as the realization hit her, and a split second later, the perverted yet helpful farmer she had come to know was replaced with a monstrous werewolf! Screaming, she tore down the lane as fast as her heels would allow, the sound of snapping jaws and awkward, labored werewolf breathing inspiring her to elude death just a second longer. In the distance she could see a light, and realized it was coming from her Aunt's house; she was so close! As if on cue, her heel caught a small root on the path and she hit the ground hard, wasting no time in groaning but instead rolling onto her back; she screamed as she felt claws upon her legs, her body being dragged toward the werewolf. His head came into view a moment later, large, intimidating fangs oozing saliva only inches away from her head; his mouth opened wide, preparing to engulf her with a single ferocious bite. She desperately clawed at the ground around her, trying to find purchase for a vein escape—until her fingers wrapped around a smooth object. Not caring what it was, she grabbed it and swung at the werewolf with all her might, a glint of steel catching a faint trace of moonlight as the hatchet arced through the air, catching the werewolf across the chest. A howl of pain was issued skyward as the werewolf retreated, and Red scrambled to her feet, tears filling her eyes as she ran the last leg toward her Aunt's house. She shouldered her way through the door and slammed it shut, screaming her Aunt's name while simultaneously dragging her dining room table across the room to barricade against the front door. Once she had secured it, she sprinted to the staircase, still calling her Aunt. "Aunt Rose! Aunt Rose, are you here?!" She took the steps quickly, heels clacking loudly, echoing throughout the seemingly empty house. Once upstairs, she slowed herself and calmed down, regulating her breathing while listening for sounds outside; it was as quiet as ever. She proceeded down the hallway, lowering her hood as she did. When she came to her Aunt's door, she knocked it three times, waiting to be called in. "Come in!" came her Aunt's voice, though something about it sent up a red flag in the recesses of her troubled mind. Red opened the door and entered her Aunt's dimly lit room with earnest, forcing a smile to her face to accommodate the woman as she was certain her disheveled appearance came off as an obvious cause for concern. "My dear, are you alright?" her Aunt asked, worry and concern tinting her voice. "Yes Aunt Rose, I'm fine. How are you? You sound a bit hoarse." "Don't worry child, it's just a slight cold," her Aunt reassured, her face almost completely hidden behind her bonnet. "I see. But, Aunt, what large ears you have!" Red exclaimed. "The better to hear you with, my dear," replied her Aunt. "But Aunt! What big eyes you have!" Red pointed out, coming within close enough distance now to where she could make out more features. "The better to see you with, my dear," stated her Aunt. "But Aunt! What big teeth you have!" Red managed to choke out, realizing too late what she had walked into. "The better to eat you with my dear!" roared the wolf as it tore from the bed and lunged at Red. Before the wolf had a chance to attack her, an object flew into view, a blur that collided with the wolf's head and threw it headlong into the wall behind Red. She looked across the room and found her Aunt emerging from the closet, another stiletto in hand. "Aunt Rose!" Red squealed, running to her Aunt's side. "Hey Red, sorry to have to host you underneath such circumstances," Rose said with scowl. "I understa—" "Enough!" yelled the wolf, who had recovered from the attack and was back on his feet. Before anything else could be said, the farmer burst through the door and entered the room, still in his wolf form, blood leaking from him freely. "Brother, you're hurt," observed the wolf. "That little bitch cut me!" he accused, pointing a gnarled finger at Red. "What do you suggest we do about that?" the wolf asked in a hushed voice, to where only his brother could hear. They conversed silently amongst themselves for the better half of a minute before they turned their attention back to the women cowering together across the room. "Ok ladies, here's the deal: if you do what we say with no questions asked, no harm will come to you, understand?" the wolf asked, the farmer reverting back to human form to tend to his wound. Red and Rose both nodded, seating themselves upon Rose's bed to listen to the terms. "Ok, here it goes: basically, what we want you two to do is to sexually pleasure one another for our viewing pleasure." "What?" "Excuse me?" "That's all you have to do ladies, unless you prefer my brother exacts revenge at the end of a hatchet," the wolf said smoothly. The offer all of a sudden sounded slightly more enticing, and it was noticeable as the two women exchanged glances. "But she's my Aunt..." Red said softly, her eyes glazing over as she stared into her Aunt's chocolate hued orbs. "Yes honey, I know, but I think this is for the best, don't you think?" Rose said quietly, placing a hand on her niece's cheek. "I suppose...it is..." Without anything further, Rose stood to her feet and slowly began to remover her nightgown; she slipped one arm out of its strap and shrugged the other off, allowing the fabric to fall of its own accord to the floor. Her luscious body was mature and grand, tanned and in peak physical form, which was impressive for her age. She ran her hands through her black hair, allowing it to fall to its full length as her hands played down her nude body, her large breasts dwarfing Red's by a cup size or two. She pirouetted for her audience, bending before Red and in front of the wolves, who howled in excitement as her large ass was exposed to them, her pussy lips hidden within her mound. "Allow me, Red," her Aunt purred. She pushed her niece backward, smiling as the young girl squirmed for purchase on the mattress. She handily unclasped her niece's heels and let them clatter to the floor, before mounting the girl's legs, shimmying her skirt down her legs. Her niece blushed as her slutty underwear was revealed, a crimson g-string that left much to imagination; a monstrous camel toe was what met Rose's eyes. "Such a pretty pussy, my dear," Rose said softly. Red blushed an even deeper shade of pink as her Aunt continued to remove her clothing, her top being ripped open forcefully, the shreds discarded to the sides of the bed without question. "What a nice set of breasts, my dear," Rose commented. Red nodded, her chest heaving up and down rapidly, her breasts contained within her tight push-up bra; she was so nervous anticipating sex with her Aunt that her pussy dripped with excitement. The wolves were brandishing unprecedented erections, and the farmer, despite his injuries, began to masturbate openly, while his brother simply watched the two women. "Oh yeah," he groaned, stroking his cock, "that's right, nice and slow ladies..." Red turned her head and looked away, her eyes sliding to a close. "Hey, Red—just ignore them, ok? Look at me honey," she said soothingly, touching her niece's chin, watching her eyes reopen, "it's just you and me sweetie, ok?" She nodded slowly, tears welling up in her eyes. "That's my girl." Rose undid her niece's bra while she leaned down embraced her in a kiss, their tongues playfully embracing one another for the first time; it was so lewd and so wrong, but it was so good, and for the both of them. Rose felt her own core temperature raise a few notches as she embraced her niece in such a way; she too was beginning to lose herself to the excitement. The bra came loose and Rose tossed it aside, lowering herself to attack her niece's erect nipples with her teeth and tongue, the act eliciting a series of moans from the blonde bombshell. While she pleasure her niece's breasts with her mouth, her deft hands were running up and down Red's exposed thighs, occasionally teasing her mound by running a palm over it. Her niece responded by raising her legs and crossing them behind Rose's back, gyrating her hips against her Aunt's abdomen. Once enough treatment had been administered, Rose lowered herself once more, this time trailing kisses all along her niece's midriff, leaving a glistening trail of saliva along Red's stomach. Rose curled fingers inside Red's waistband and curled the almost nonexistent underwear down her niece's legs, until they met her knees; then, she relented and positioned her face merely inches away from Red's pussy, the latter issuing fluid secretions and an enticing aroma. Much to Red's horror and glee alike, Rose began to lick Red's pussy, her tongue toying the opening with honed skill; it didn't take much to make Red's toes curl, and they did, much to the wolves' excitement. "There it is, right there...ohhhh yeah..." the farmer moaned, stroking his cock with an increased vigor. Rose placed two fingers upon Red's pussy lips and parted them, inching her face forward, her tongue diving deeper; it drove Red crazy, tossing her head back as she clawed at the comforter, moaning wildly now as her nether muscles clenched and squirmed for an intruder that wasn't there. "W-wait...Aunt R-rose, I'm gonna cum!" Red wailed as her chest heaved faster and faster, sweat beginning to form all along her body. The admission only fueled the mature woman's fire, forcing her to add another element to the equation, a palm coming down upon Red's engorged clitoris, the sensitive button being depressed causing the young woman to not just teeter over the edge but to propel from it completely. Her orgasm was so forceful that it made her dizzy, her eyes having trouble adjusting as she stared at the ceiling. Rose, who was unaware that her niece was a squirter, was unprepared for the torrent of thin girly cum that overwhelmed her, her mouth full of the excrement, lips dripping clear fluid. She sat up and tilted her head back slightly, forcing the sweet and salty liquid down her throat with an audible gulp, entertaining their audience as best she could. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," the farmer murmured from afar, and upon the discovery of his impending orgasm, her forced himself to stop masturbating. The women turned to look at the wolves, wondering if their end of the bargain had been fulfilled. "Not quite," the wolf said, as if he had been reading their thoughts, "now I want you to pleasure my brother." "That wasn't apart of the de—" The wolf roared with such ferocity that Red was silenced; as if to accept her fate, she stood from the bed and shrugged the remainder of her clothing, the red cape and hood, off, standing nude in all of her youthful glory. "Well get over here you slut and take care of me like you did before," the farmer jeered, reclining within his chair. Visibly crying now, Red moved across the room and sank to her knees before the farmer for the second time that night, taking his hard cock into both of her hands. She gingerly stroked his vein-choked dick, her vision obscured by the tears pooling within her eyes. "There you go, atta girl," the farmer encouraged, running a hand through her hair as he tilted his head back. Rose came to her side then and silently set to licking upon the farmer's shaft, his balls cradled within one of her hands. Encouraged by her Aunt's presence, Red formed a ring with her mouth and fed the farmer's hard prick into it, sliding her lips around his shaft until she began to gag; she pulled up and away from his meat and repeated the process in succession, each venture toward his pubic hair coming faster and faster. It got to the point that her bobbing head disrupted her Aunt's involvement, so she lowered herself to her back, sliding underneath Red to further engage her pussy. Red moaned around the cock stuffed in her mouth as she felt her Aunt's tongue intruding upon her again, slowing her assault on the farmer's meat. "Fuck yeah baby, I'm gonna cum all over that pretty face of yours again," the farmer said dirtily, sitting up straight in his chair now. Eager now to finish the farmer off, Red pulled him from her mouth and stroked him the rest of the way home, her fist a blur upon his shaft; he popped his top a few moments later and applied another coat to Red's face, the earlier application having dried and crusted. She closed her eyes as spurt after spurt redecorated her pretty features, his cruel laughter degrading what was left of her dignity. She couldn't wallow too long in her shame, however, as her Aunt was busy pleasing her niece into another euphoric state. Little Red Riding Whore The farmer pushed Red away and she hit the floor hard, looking up at the dirty man while her Aunt straightened up, looking her niece in the eyes, "We're almost there honey, just hold out a little longer." She nodded and closed her eyes, wishing she were in a far away place—but that daydream came crashing down around her as she felt a stiff intrusion force its way inside her tight pussy. She yelped in pain and gritted her teeth as she squinted her eyes to find the insatiable farmer forcing his way into her velvety channel. "Sweet mother..." was all he could get out as he convulsed slightly, beginning to thrust within the young woman. Red was rocked back and forth amongst the hardwood floor, looking up to see the wolf watching from afar; his black eyes were cold and emotionless, and she couldn't tell what he was thinking. As long as this treatment was over soon, she didn't care what he thought. Rose blocked her view of the wolf and squatted over her niece's face, hands on her knees as her pussy was lowered into range; her request was silent but loud all at once, and Red obliged, snaking her tongue out to return the favor to her Aunt, who purred her contentment. The fun didn't end there though, as the wolf, who had held out all night, finally decided to join. He reverted to his human form, dressed in overalls like his brother, and casually walked up to Rose, slowly unbuttoning his clothes. He freed himself from his overalls and pulled his cock out from his underwear, the rock hard appendage smacking Rose across the face. "Suck it, bitch," he demanded, a hand gripping the back of the woman's skull. She obliged without question, her tongue wrapping around the wolf's head, her eyes on his. She slowly engorged herself on his dick, feeding its length inch by inch into her succulent mouth. The wolf groaned aloud as his fingers ran through her hair, and he began to thrust into the woman's skull. Her bobbing head and moist mouth made such lewd sounds as flecks as saliva began to fly that her arousal only deepened, her pussy gushing buckets of fluids. The wolf pulled out of Rose's mouth and pushed her down on top of Red, sidling up behind her with his dick in his hand; Rose, who was once again face to face with her niece's pussy, licked the woman's clit as she watched the farmer's cock drive in and out of her pussy. From behind her, she felt a hand grope her ass and the large head of the wolf's cock find her anus. She said nothing, electing to close her eyes and absorb the pain as she was forcefully split open. Red looked up at the proceeding, her tongue heedlessly lapping up her Aunt's juices, and watched as the wolf's dick disappeared inside of Rose's asshole, driving the woman to the hilt. "Oh my..." the wolf muttered, hands on the woman's ass cheeks. He began to thrust within the woman slowly, his balls slapping both Rose's ass and Red's forehead as he did so. The foursome seemingly lasted forever in that position, what with Red having her pussy filled and eaten all at once and Rose being anally abused and having her own pussy being eaten by her niece; the women came many times in the hands of their captors and were delirious with pleasure by the time the brothers reached their own orgasms. "Just a bit more now..." the farmer struggled to get out as he thrusted in and out of Red's her dripping wet cunt; the sounds emitting from it were lewd, crude. Red moaned into her Aunt's pussy as she felt herself nearing yet another orgasm; by now, she had lost count and she didn't care—she was loving every minute of it. By now, her face was so covered in bodily fluids, both from the farmer's earlier antics and her Aunt that she could hardly see, but she also didn't care about that; she too enjoyed every second of the treatment. Her Aunt was moaning at the top of her lungs as her gaping asshole was plundered, her tongue useless amongst her niece's clit, hands on her own ass cheeks as she spread them for her assailant. "Fuuuuucccckkk, fuck my ass you dirty wolf!" Rose cried out, grinding her hips on her niece's face and into that delicious dick the filled her completely. The farmer came without warning, jamming his cock deep within Red's tight body, his seed spilling directly into Red's womb; he pulled out, growling loudly as he shot the rest of his orgasm all over Rose's pretty face, giving her a coat to match her niece's. Red moaned aloud as his warm essence flowed into her body, and seconds later, she too experienced a cataclysmic orgasm, one that tightened her muscles so much that it locked his cock in place, preventing a hasty exit; he wasn't aware, as he collapsed in a sweaty heap onto the poor girl. As for Rose, she came again and again and again, destroying her niece's face to the point where it was unrecognizable. The wolf followed suit only seconds later, exploding within Rose's sensitive ass; he pulled his cock out during his orgasm and sprayed a hefty amount of spunk on her ass cheeks, her lower back, and onto Red's face of course; the poor girl would require a serious bath. The wolf gingerly fed his penis into Red's mouth and luxuriated in the sensation of the whore's tongue lapping up his essence; Rose was doing the same for the farmer, her low groans of appreciation coming out in purrs as she gingerly sucked upon the flaccid penis. None of them were in any position to move, so they laid there in a mass of liquid excrement and tangled limbs. Without any transition, the wolf, who had been standing a moment earlier, was now lying in a pool of his own blood, headless; Red screamed upon the discovery and the other two looked to where she was, noticing a strange man with a hatchet in one hand and the wolf's head in the other. "Shit, it's the lumberjack!" the farmer exclaimed and he dismounted Red without hesitation, springing into action. Shape shifting in midair, he dove for the lumberjack, who ducked beneath outstretched claws and swung upward, mortally striking the werewolf in the abdomen, the business end of the hatchet issuing out of the farmer's spine. He retrieved his weapon from the carcass and rushed to the aid of the delirious women. "You ladies alright?" ~Nine Months Later~ "C'mon Red, push!" Rose cheered, clutching her niece's hand tightly. Her niece struggled with the delivery, perspiration falling from her in sheets. They were in the barn out back, with Red reclined upon a mass of strewn hay; the sun was shining brilliantly, a perfect day to usher a baby into the world. "You're doing great honey, just a few more!" Red closed her eyes and pushed with all of her might, her teeth gritted, knuckles shining white. Instead of a newborn's crying fit, an evil howl issued from her depths. "It's a boy!" Rose said, looking down at the werewolf pup that her niece had birthed. Red looked upon the pup with disdain, and instead of a maternal glow overcoming her features, she closed her eyes and shuddered. The lumberjack, who had delivered the pup, removed the handkerchief from his face and reached for his hatchet.