Little Red Riding Hood

Title: Little Red Riding Hood - Chapter 2

Copyright (c) 2003 by Melrick

Rated: [NC-17] Contains graphic scenes of sex. If this sort of thing offends you then please do not read this!

Synopsis: My own dirty little version of the classic Red Riding Hood story.

Author's Note: Thank you to those that have reviewed part 1! I was surprised and pleased that people liked it that much. I originally wrote it in 1998 then revised it in 2002, without any real thought of writing a sequel. But since posting it for the first time here, and getting encouraging reviews, I've written part 2. As I said, the first part was written 5 years ago, so I can only hope I can recapture some of the spirit of the first one.

Chapter 2

Little Red Riding Hood walked the rest of the way to Grandma's house with Mr Wolf, mostly being carried, but sometimes walking on her own, holding his large, hairy, powerful hand in hers. They talked little during the walk, but it wasn't an awkward silence; Red spent the time smiling and going over in her mind exactly what her and Mr Wolf had very recently done. Her body still tingled delightfully, starting from her groin and radiating outwards to her extremities.

Mr Wolf, for his part, had been doing much the same. The difference was, he'd been mostly thinking forward, thinking about what he might do with her next. 'Maybe I could talk her into teaching Daddy her new tricks,' he thought. 'From what she's already said, I don't think he'd take much convincing. And neither would Red.' He liked the idea, and laughed briefly.

Red looked up at him, smiling broadly. "What's funny?" she asked.

"Oh... just thinking about what fun we had today, and how much more fun we're going to have in the future," Mr Wolf replied. Which was true enough; it just wasn't the *entire* truth.

"Oh me too!" Red replied eagerly. In fact, she'd only been thinking of what they'd just done, not what they could do in the future. Her mind boggled at the prospect. She tried to bend and twist some ideas from her mind on what new things they could do, but her mind was far too innocent and naive to come up with anything new. She honestly couldn't see what other things they could do together! Her heart beat faster with renewed excitement at the prospect.

Soon enough, they reached Grandma's house. Red was surprised at feeling a little disappointed. She'd always felt happy to finally reach Grandma's in the past. But she realised it was because she'd been enjoying Mr Wolf's company so much that she hadn't wanted it to stop. She hesitated a moment before knocking on the rough wooden door.

"Grandma! It's me, Red!" She looked over her shoulder at Mr Wolf, standing quietly a few steps behind her. She smiled at him, which he returned.

"Come in, dear!" Grandma shouted from inside. "And bring your friend!"

Red gasped in surprise. How did she know she had a friend with her? Unseen to Red, Mr Wolf smiled knowingly, not at all surprised.

Red flung the door open and ran into the small but cosy hut, hurriedly dropping the basket of food on the table before running into the open arms of Grandma. She hugged Red tightly, temporarily squeezing the air from Red's lungs, as she always did. After she released her hold on Red a little, Red kissed each cheek and smiled brightly at her.

"My, but how you've grown, Red!" she said, holding her away from her at arms length and looking her up and down. "Each time I see you, you've grown a little bit more. Turn around for me, dear," she said, letting go of her and taking a step backwards. Red obligingly held her arms out and slowly turned around for her.

"My my my, you *have* grown, haven't you, dear," Grandma said admiringly.

"Oh! I forgot! Grandma, this is a friend, Mr Wolf," said Red, feeling embarrassed about temporarily forgetting her new friend, who was standing quietly in the doorway, arms held casually behind his back.

"Mr Wolf, do come in, please," she said gesturing with her hand. "It's nice to see you again. It's been too long."

"Only a month, my dear," said Mr Wolf, smiling at the surprised look on Red's face.

"But a month can be a long time." Red flicked her gaze back and forwards between Grandma and Mr Wolf, so she didn't catch the brief, wicked look that descended over Grandma's face.

"You are quite correct, my dear, I do apologise," Mr Wolf said, smiling at Grandma.

"You two know each other?" Red said, not being able to contain herself any longer.

"But of course, dear," Grandma said. "Mr Wolf and I became... acquainted with each other when I was around your age."

"Really?" She turned her gaze back to Mr Wolf and looked him in squarely in the face. "But you don't look seventy."

Grandma and Mr Wolf both laughed. Red was puzzled by this, but didn't feel offended by their laughter, only confused.

"Dear Red, is that how old you think I am?" Grandma said, walking over to Red and laying a hand on her shoulder.

"Well... aren't you? I thought... I mean I thought I heard Mummy and Daddy saying you've lived out her for seventy years."

"I'm sure it seems that long to them, but no, dear, I'm not seventy. I'm only a spritely fifty."

Virtually everyone in the entire area had children early. Sixteen was a very common age, but everyone that was going to have children did so well before they turned twenty. The most common reason for that was so they could have as many children as possible before she grew too old to bare any more, or before she died in child birth. Red's parents were certainly unusual in only having one child. Red knew that she'd had had a brother that died during birth, but Grandma knew the reason why they hadn't had any more children: You need to actually have sex occasionally for that to happen.

She had to admit, Grandma didn't look old at all. In fact, now that she thought about it, she looked surprisingly young. Certainly a lot younger than fifty. In fact, she didn't look a day older than mummy. She was surprised she hadn't noticed before. In fact, it was as if today was the first time she really looked at Grandma. But that was silly, though... surely. "Oh," Red replied simply, smiling at Grandma. But then another thought hit her. "But... that would still make Mr Wolf... er... well, older than he... looks." She thought about what she was saying as she was saying it, and realised that it was actually rather difficult to tell his age, being so covered in auburn fur, and all. She blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and hoping she didn't offend him.

Grandma and Mr Wolf smiled broadly but didn't laugh, both seeing her cheeks blush with embarrassment and not wanting to embarrass her further.

"Dear, Mr Wolf is ageless," Grandma said gently. "He doesn't grow old like you... and me."

"Really?" Red said excitedly, not noticing the momentary hesitation in her voice. Her embarrassment had been quickly forgotten, though. "Wow, think of all the birthday's you'd have!" Grandma and Mr Wolf laughed.

*****

After all three of them ate lunch, made from the food Red had brought, they sat contentedly around the dining table and talked.

"Grandma, how did you and Mr Wolf meet?" Red couldn't help but wonder if they'd met the same way her and Mr Wolf had.

Grandma smiled as the memory of that day, all those years ago, came flooding back. "It was almost exactly the same way you and Mr Wolf met."

Red gasped in surprise, again. "But... how... I mean...." She was lost for words.

Grandma smiled and ran the back of her fingers gently up and down Red's cheek. "There are many things I know, my dear."

Red initially didn't know whether to feel frightened or just surprised. But she quickly realised she could never be frightened of Grandma! She returned Grandma's smile, feeling happy and contented once more.

"I'd been doing what you were doing," Grandma continued, "taking a basket of food to this very house, where *my* grandma lived. And who should accost me but Mr Wolf here."

Mr Wolf smiled at his own memory of that day.

"He also taught me about the wondrous pleasures of sex, that very day and for many days after. And he still drops by, even to this day, usually regularly," she reproachfully playfully poked a tongue out at Mr Wolf, which he returned, both smiling the whole time.

"You mean, you still fuck?" Red blushed, realising what she'd just said and not knowing if Grandma would be offended with her using that word. But Grandma just smiled.

"Oh yes, dear, Mr Wolf and I still fuck whenever he comes around." Grandma tried to sense any jealousy from Red, but could sense nothing of the sort. "You're not... jealous, are you dear?" She needed to make sure.

"Of what?" Red asked, genuinely puzzled.

"Of us, dear, of that fact that Mr Wolf and I still fuck. After all, he just fucked you today, and...." she trailed off, hoping Red would fill in the blanks herself.

"Oh!" Red laughed. "No, I'm not jealous." And she wasn't. She could honestly not remember ever feeling jealous about anything. It just wasn't in her nature.

Grandma smiled brightly. "Wonderful! I'm so glad you feel that way, Red, Because Mr Wolf is more than capable of pleasuring both of us."

Red once more began to think of what they had done, and felt the wonderful warm, tingling sensation begin again in her groin. She idly reached under the table, spread her legs a little and gently rubbed the spot to try and ease the feeling. Which, of course, failed terribly.

Red thought she'd done it surreptitiously without being noticed, but both Grandma and Mr Wolf saw her movements immediately and watched as her cheeks began to blush, this time not with embarrassment.

Grandma and Mr Wolf glanced at each other, both thinking the same thing. "Red dear," Grandma said, catching Red a little off guard as she began to get lost in the growing feeling of pleasure.

"Um... yes, Grandma?" Red said, her cheeks still flushed.

"Would you mind if Mr Wolf and I fucked? It's been a while since we've caught up with each other." Grandma already sensed that Red wouldn't mind at all, but it was only polite to ask.

"No, I don't mind, Grandma." She hesitated a moment before continuing. "May I watch?"

"Of course you may, sweet Red," Grandma replied, smiling and placing her hands on Red's warm cheeks.

"Oh, Mr Wolf," Red said as both he and Grandma stood from the table.

"Yes, my dear?"

"Is that your real name? I mean, do you have any other name?" But before he could answer, Grandma hurriedly interrupted.

"Oh you always address him as Mr Wolf, dear. Always Mr Wolf. It's only polite to show respect to those that deserve it." She smiled reassuringly at Red, which she returned. Mr Wolf, for his part, kept grinning, his expression never changing.

Mr Wolf and Grandma walked over to an area of floor covered in a large, thick, circular rug. They wasted no time in embracing one another, as they hungrily kissed, their tongues entwining and licking and probing.

Red swung the chair around to face them, and watched, her excitement growing as she watched Grandma rub Mr Wolf's back and down to his arse cheeks, grabbing them firmly, almost kneading them like they were bread dough.

Mr Wolf quickly de-robed Grandma and resumed kissing her, this time running his hands down her back to her arse, squeezing them hard, knowing she liked it rough.

That was the first time Red had seen Grandma naked. So far, she could only see her from the side, pressed up against Mr Wolf. She didn't feel at all embarrassed at seeing Grandma's nakedness; indeed, she could feel her excitement growing in expectation at what would hopefully soon follow. She had never seen anyone have sex before and couldn't wait!

Red watched as Mr Wolf's cock got bigger and harder, pressing against Grandma's stomach as they kissed. Suddenly, Grandma pulled away and dropped to her knees. She grabbed the base of his large dick and began licking it up and down and all over. Red was pleased to see that she had licked Mr Wolf's cock very similar to how Grandma was doing it.

As Grandma slid her lips over the head of his cock, Mr Wolf grabbed her head and began to buck his hips, pumping his prick in and out of her mouth, gradually going deeper and deeper, until the entire length of his cock slid down her throat. His balls slapped against her chin with each powerful thrust.

Red lowered her gaze to Grandma's breasts. They looked to be larger than her own, but still very firm. Her nipples protruded quite a bit, as well. Red had never thought about another woman's body before - she barely even thought of her own - but now she found herself quite curious. She was now, for the first time in her life, very aware of her own body, and wanted to look at another woman's body up close.

But not quite yet. She'd rather just sit and enjoy the show for now.

As she watched Mr Wolf slow down then take his wet cock from Grandma's mouth, Red reached under her skirt to rub her pussy again, but decided it would be easier to just take her clothes off. Which is just what she did, placing them in a neat pile on the table behind her.

As Red sat her naked bottom back down on the chair, Grandma - now on her back, with Mr Wolf moving into position to lick her pussy - looked over to Red and smiled. But the simple smile soon changed into a look of pleasure as the wolf's tongue began its work.

Mr Wolf glanced at Red a moment, grinned, and went down on Grandma's wet pussy again. She immediately began to moan as Red watched his rough tongue lap at her, spreading her lips as he dragged his tongue up and down. Red reached her hand down to her own pussy and began to rub as she flicked her gaze back and forwards between Grandma's pussy, her tits, her face and down to her own pussy. Red had no idea about 'proper' masturbation techniques. All she knew was that rubbing near the top of her pussy felt very good indeed, so that's exactly where she concentrated her rubbing.

Grandma began rubbing and squeezing her breasts, and pinching her nipples, much the same way Red herself had done earlier without even really thinking about it.

Grandma mostly gazed at Red as she masturbated, but occasionally looked to watch Mr Wolf's tongue lapping hungrily at her pussy. Red had never seen a look of genuine pleasure on someone's face before, and that's just the look that was on Grandma's face. And she had to admit, it turned her on even more.

Mr Wolf began licking harder and faster, and Grandma's moans turned into cries.

"Oh god, yes, lick me, please!" Grandma said. "Lick my fucking pussy!"

Red increased the speed of her own rubbing, as she spread her legs wide to provide herself with unrestricted access. Her pussy juices drenched her fingers and ran down her body onto the wooden chair.

Grandma suddenly screamed with pleasure, and moments later, Red followed with her own orgasm. She almost collapsed as intense feelings of pleasure ripped through her body. She still wasn't used to the intense feeling of pleasure that sex and masturbation produced, but she didn't mind one bit.

As she straightened up in the chair and attempted to regain some composure, she looked across to see Grandma now on her hands and knees. At first, she wondered what she was doing, before Mr Wolf spread her legs apart a little and moved himself into position behind her. Red had seen farm animals and wildlife copulate enough to know what Mr Wolf was going to do next, but she'd never considered humans might do it that way.

But as she watched Mr Wolf guide his prick to Grandma's sopping wet pussy with one hand while grabbing her hip with the other hand, she realised that, before today, she never really thought about how humans did it at all!

"Mmmmm yeah, that feels so good inside me again, I love it!" said Grandma as Mr Wolf slowly slid he cock deep inside her. With the entire length of his dick buried deep, he paused. Grandma hesitated a moment before looking over her shoulder. "Please, fuck me," she said in an almost desperate voice.

"Are you begging me?" Mr Wolf asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I'm begging you, please fuck me!" she cried out.

Mr Wolf slowly withdrew his cock until only the head remained inside her, before pausing once again.

Grandma hurriedly looked over her shoulder again. "Oh god, please, Mr Wolf, I beg you, please fuck me, fuck me hard!" The desperation in her voice was now clear, even to Red.

Red didn't understand what was going on exactly, but she didn't really care. Hearing her beloved Grandma beg Mr Wolf to fuck her and fuck her hard turned her on. She began rubbing her pussy again, gently at first, as it was still a little sensitive.

Mr Wolf grabbed her hips and began thrusting his own hips almost violently, right from the start. Her whole body jarred each time his body slammed against hers. Red saw the look on her face which could almost be construed as one of pain, but her repeated requests to fuck her harder, faster, suggested it was indeed one of pleasure. Red found this rather fascinating, that the look of pain and the look of pleasure on one's face could be so similar.

The sudden realisation that her own feelings of pleasure had subsided, woke her up to the fact that she'd stopped rubbing herself. She hastily started again.

But then she remembered that she wanted to observe proceedings up close, so she stood up and immediately felt some of her pussy juices begin to run down her inner thighs. She ignored that, though, and approached the grunting couple and knelt down beside Grandma.

"Enjoying... mmmmmmm... enjoying the show, dear?" Grandma said in a husky, jerky voice. Hair had begun sticking to her sweaty face.

"Oh yes, Grandma, very much so! I just wanted to see it up close."

"By all mean, dear. Oh god yes, that's so good!"

Red bent her head close to the top of Grandma's arse, and in fact rested her chin gently on it. Mr Wolf's firm, fury stomach slapped against her left check with each thrust. Red could smell sweat, Mr Wolf's dusky aroma, and what she assumed were Grandma's pussy juices, since she realised hers smelt much the same. It was a *very* heady aroma.

Red could hear squelching sounds as his hard cock pumped in and out of Grandma. She wanted to lick his prick as it slid in and out of her, but she realised it wouldn't be possible. But at that moment, Mr Wolf stopped his thrusting, withdrew his cock from Grandma's pussy and pushed the head of his cock against Red's lips. She immediately - almost automatically - opened her mouth, and Mr Wolf slid his warm member inside. The delightful and unique taste of Mr Wolf's cock became immediately apparent, but another taste became just as apparent; she quickly assumed it to be Grandma's pussy juices. The combined flavours were intoxicating, and Red closed her eyes, lost in pure bliss as Mr Wolf fucked her mouth.

It was a moment before she realised a hand was gently rubbing up and down her thigh. It was Grandma's soft hand, gently caressing her. She found it very soothing.

But then the spell was broken when Mr Wolf took his prick out of her mouth and moved it back down to Grandma's pussy.

But no, it wasn't her pussy his cock was against this time, Red noticed. The head was now pushing against Grandma's... bottom. She opened her mouth to alert Mr Wolf of his error of placement, but then Grandma spoke: "Oh yeah, baby, fuck my arse, please!"

Red closed her mouth. She frowned, feeling very puzzled indeed. She might be innocent in many things, but she was quite sure she knew what *that* was for!

Wasn't she?

She watched as Mr Wolf's cock - slick with Grandma's juices and now Red's saliva - slowly slid inside Grandma's arse, inch by inch, until only the very base of it was visible to her. Mr Wolf grabbed her hips hard and began thrusting his own, the sound of his body slapping against hers dulled by his fur. Grandma's body rocked forward rather violently with each thrust. Red reached her hands out to grab his thighs, and felt the muscles tensing and relaxing with each powerful thrust.

Red reached a hand under her and began masturbating herself again as she watched his prick furiously pumping in and out of Grandma's arse. She couldn't believe how many new and extremely exciting experiences she'd learnt in just one day! In her wildest dreams - which, admittedly, had never been too wild - she'd never pictured a man's penis penetrating someone's arse. But now that she was on her knees, watching Mr Wolf's large cock thrusting in and out of Grandma's arse, she couldn't help but be excited.

Listening to Grandma continuously cry out in pleasure, begging for more, begging for it harder, Red knew she wanted to try it one day. And as she continued rubbing her clitoris, she hoped it would be soon.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, Mr Wolf grunted that he was about to cum. Red increased the speed of her rubbing, wanting to reach her own orgasm as close to his as possible. After several more violent thrusts, Mr Wolf hurriedly withdrew his dick and, after only a couple of pumps with his hand, he orgasmed, throwing his head back and howling as thick ropes of cum burst forth from his cock. But Red still has her head down, resting on the top of Grandma's arse, so the cum splashed all over her face, including in her mouth, as her own orgasm tore through her body, making her cry out in ecstasy.

Red swallowed the cum without much thought as the waves of pleasure rippling through her body finally reduced in magnitude, before dying away altogether. Red had now sat back on her haunches, and thick, warm cum ran down her face, forcing her to keep her eyes closed.

But before she could do anything else, she felt a rough tongue on her face, and knew it was Mr Wolf, licking his own cum off her face. His tongue - almost sandpaper-like - sent tingles through her body as he cleaned up her face.

"So how did you like that?" Red heard Grandma saying after a moment. She opened her eyes and turned her head, to see Grandma sitting up, facing her, with a big smile on her sweaty face.

"Oh I loved it! That was wonderful! I didn't know you could do that," said Red, referring to the anal sex.

"I know. It's exciting to learn new things, isn't it, dear?"

"Yes, Grandma, it certainly is," Red said, smiling broadly.

*****

A while later, as the sun dropped lower over the trees, casting longer and longer shadows in the forest, Red - now fully dressed again - decide, reluctantly, that it was time to return home.

At least, she *had* been reluctant, until Mr Wolf made a comment. "You've got a lot of new things to show dear old dad now," he said, a sly grin spreading over his furry face.

"Yes, that's right, I *do* have a lot to show daddy, don't I," said Red, a happy smile spreading over her pretty, angelic face.

Grandma chuckled in response, as she thought back to when she had returned home with a heap of new tricks in her metaphorical bag. "Why don't you escort young Red back home, dear Mr Wolf?" said Grandma.

"A very fine idea! What do you say, my dear, would you like my company again?"

"Oh of course I would! I'd be delighted to have your company again," Red replied.

"Wonderful! I won't escort you all the way into the village, though - I never enter the village in daylight - but I'll drop you off within sight of it."

As Mr Wolf carried Little Red Riding Hood home in his strong arms - her basket resting in her lap - Red's mind drifted over all she had to show daddy. She didn't know if she'd have the chance to show him as soon as she got home, but she hoped it was real soon! Red laid her head against Mr Wolf's muscular chest and closed her eyes, a smile still playing on her face.

End chapter 2