by S L Winters
So he slung his gun over his shoulder, pushed open the door to the old woman's house, carefully crept up the stairs and entered her bedroom. He had the most frightful shock when he saw Little Red Riding Cunt pressed up against the mean old wolf in bed, with one of her perky little nipples just about peeking up over his hairiness, on full display. It was still really hard.
“What the hell are you doing here, you dirty old dog?” cried the huntsman. “I've been wandering the woods looking for you. I want to shoot you and kill you and skin you, so that I can turn your thick pelt into a rug for my wife to warm her soft feet on.”
He lifted his gun to his shoulder, cocked it and took aim at the wolf. But then he considered that perhaps the dirty old wolf's engorged cock was still inside Little Red Riding Cunt.
And he could hardly shoot the big bad creature if the poor girl — and that delicious wet cunt of hers — would get hit too.
Her nipples were as hard as his bullets, and he couldn't stop looking at her exposed breast, admiring its youthful perkiness. He had to find some way to save that delicious, beautiful girl.
So he gently lifted up the bedsheets, while the wolf and his young lover were sleeping, and the huntsman took out from his back pocket a shiny pair of scissors, cutting the wolf's cock off in one quick snip right there and then.
The wolf woke up with a start, immediately saw that his big hard cock had been severed and tried to attack the huntsman with his sharp claws and teeth. But the man had taken care to tie him tightly to the bed, using the leather restraints that granny would use when she was masturbating. The tables had turned, and the horny old wolf was utterly helpless now.
Little Red Riding Cunt let out a wild scream when she saw what had happened! The wolf's severed cock was lying on the bed in a puddle of blood, and the creature looked entirely helpless and neutered now.
She was afraid, because of what the wolf had done to her. But mostly because she knew he'd never be able to do it again, now that his big hairy dick had been lopped off, and she craved that intense feeling of his rabid cock swelling deep inside her. It made her cunt cream itself like none of the men that she'd ridden ever had.
She burst into tears, as she looked at the scratches on her body and remembered how viciously the wolf had fucked her. The naive huntsman thought that she was crying simply because the wolf had taken advantage of her, but she was really crying because she felt sorry for the wolf, who had, after all, only wanted to penetrate her juicy red cunt. And who could blame him for that?
“Ah, how frightened I've been here with the nasty old wolf! Thank goodness you've saved me!” she said, as she jumped up and hugged herself against the huntsman, trying to hide the pussy juices that were dripping down her meaty young leg. The huntsman blushed as her small hard nipples pressed against him in the embrace. They were almost as red as her labia.
At that moment, Little Red Riding Cunt's grandmother rushed back into the house, bearing the contraceptive potion she had bought at the market. She was going to take it with the glass of water that she'd left by her bedside. But that had been spilt on the floor during the wolf's wild love-making with the her grand-daughter.
Utterly incensed, she grabbed the wolf by its tail — the only one it had left — and asked the huntsman to help her pull it down the stairs. When they'd finished, the wolf lay crumpled in a ball outside the house. Then poor Little Red Riding Cunt came running out through the door, waving the wooden dildo that she'd brought for her grandmother in the air.
“Granny, I brought you this! I know how much enjoyment you could get from it!”
Her grandmother smiled gratefully and took the dildo. What a kindly young girl her granddaughter was! Always thinking of her poor old frustrated granny.
But the wolf yelped as the grandmother told the huntsman to hold its mouth wide open with his strong hands while she thrust the long dildo deep down its throat. It took it all the way down and had soon choked to death on the big wooden cock. In fact, the dildo went so far down the wolf's throat that they decided not to try and retrieve it.
The huntsman butchered the dead wolf, so that he could sell its meat at market, and he saved its warm pelt to take home to his wife, so that she could wrap her cold feet up in it in winter. The old woman buried the rest of the wolf's remains under her rockery.
And now both the lube and the dildo had been lost! This long journey had been totally fruitless. Granny would never have the orgasm that she truly deserved any more!
Though she had been fucked rather well by the wolf.
Something fortunate happened, however. The huntsman had already eyed his prey: he had heard all about the incomparable beauty of Little Red Riding Cunt's fleshy parts, so he took the girl and old woman inside, and when they thanked him for saving them from the big bad wolf, he pulled out his hunting knife, held it to their throats and tied them both to the bed with the rope that he usually used for tying up animals. When they were both well secured on the bed, he used their bodies in every conceivable way that he could for his pleasure, just as the nasty old wolf had done.
Their holes were his playthings. Which was just what he needed after such a hard day's hunting in the woods. He had been out since sunrise, but he hadn't managed to catch a thing. Until now.
He was especially pleased when he saw how his cock throbbed so thick and hard inside the girl's tight wet cunt. It never did that when he fucked his wife. This girl was something special.
So he made her moan and he made her cry. He fucked her hard and he held her throat. And he made her cunt cream, while he heard her screaming so loud for his cock.
He pounded her hard and he slammed her deep. Every which way that he could.
While he was fucking her, the huntsman could feel the wolf's wet semen inside Little Red Riding Cunt, but it merely made her hole even juicier. As for the beautiful young girl herself, she couldn't help but enjoy the strong sensations that he sent coursing all the way through her cunt, even though her body was still covered with all the scratches and bruises and bitemarks that the big bad wolf had left.
The huntsman spent the rest of the night with the both of them tied very tightly to the bed, lavishing especial attention on Little Red Riding Cunt's beautiful young body — and they all fucked happily ever after.
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