Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
44,192
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Son of the Woodsman
The strapping handsome young man had worked hard chopping wood. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to his sinewy body. He looked at his pocket watch and frowned.
\"Father has been gone for hours,\" he said to himself. \"He told me he would return soon after finding some new clients.\"
He did not want to think his father would deliberately leave all of the hard labor for him to do alone.
Perhaps something has happened to him, thought the young man.
He decided to look for his father.
The young man\'s name was Thomas. He had spent many a day in the woods ever since he was a wee lad. One thing he was very good at was tracking.
Thomas studied the ground. Within a few minutes he followed the trail his father left behind.
It was not long before he arrived at the cottage deep in the woods.
\"It appears that my father was not the only one who arrived here earlier today,\" said Thomas to himself. He noticed the prints of a wolf and that of a young lass.
He knocked on the door.
Thomas heard an irritated grunt inside the cottage.
\"Go away!\" shouted a voice which Thomas recognized instantly.
\"Father! Tis I! Your son!\" said Thomas. \"You\'ve been gone much longer than I expected. I\'m coming inside!\"
Thomas opened the door and stepped inside the cottage.
His mouth dropped open at the sight of his father without a stitch of clothing on and straddling the body of a young beautiful nude unconscious blonde girl on the bed.
\"Father! What are you doing?\" shouted Thomas. He was shocked to find his father in such a state.
His father sighed and reluctantly got off of the bed.
\"Thomas, it is high time you learned how to bed a female,\" said the woodsman. \"I\'ve never taken the time to tell you about it. Well, now is the perfect time.\"
\"Father! Mother would be spinning in her grave if she could see you now! Who is that girl?\"
\"I have no idea who this girl is.\"
\"You don\'t even know her name? How could you do this?\"
\"Thomas, don\'t be so naive. When an opportunity presents itself, you have to take it. Fate brought me to this cottage to find this luscious young thing. How could I resist? And now you will have your turn at her. Come, get undressed and give her a proper fuck. That\'s a good lad.\"
Thomas could not believe the words coming from his father\'s mouth. The thought of inserting his own penis into the private part of a complete stranger, especially after his own father had finished using her, was repugnant to Thomas.
\"No, thank you, Father,\" said Thomas coldly. \"I do not want your leftovers!\"
\"I don\'t understand you, son,\" said the woodsman. \"Any other young man would jump at such a chance. Makes me wonder if you are indeed my son. Does my blood run through your veins? I would not know it from the way you are behaving now.\"
\"Mother brought me up better than this,\" said Thomas. \"I intend to save myself for marriage. And I would want my bride-to-be to do likewise.\"
The woodsman stared at Thomas. Then he burst out laughing.
\"Very well, my boy. Such ideals! I cannot fault you for wanting to please your mother, bless her soul, and may she rest in peace.\"
\"May we leave now? There is much work to be done,\" said Thomas.
\"You go on ahead, son. I am not finished here,\" said the woodsman.
He saw the look of disapproval on Thomas\' face.
\"Oh, don\'t be that way, son. If you don\'t want to fuck this girl, then leave. But don\'t spoil my fun. I\'ll join you later. Maybe not until dinner time, in which case I\'ll see you back at home tonight. Off with you now, boy.\"
The woodsman motioned his son away as he turned his attention back to the unconscious girl on the bed.
\"Ohhhh,\" said Little Red Riding Hood as she slowly began to regain consciousness.
Thomas paused to hear if the girl had anything to say.
Her eyes opened wide in fear to find that what had happened was not a bad dream, for the woodsman who had raped her was indeed real and in the cottage with her. And who was the other man standing by the door? Would he be attacking her, too?
\"No! No! Please, not again! Let me go!\" she cried as the woodsman pinned her down on the bed.
\"Enough of your screaming,\" said the woodsman as he placed the tip of his cock at her mouth and shoved it in.
She gagged in surprise and tried to push him away, but he kept his cock firmly inside her mouth.
\"Suck on it!\" he commanded. \"And don\'t even think of biting, or I will split your head apart with my sharp ax!\"
Thomas could not believe his father\'s behavior.
\"Father! No! Leave her be!\"
\"Son, I will tell you this only once! Do not interfere in my affairs! Defy me at your own peril!\"
Thomas knew from his father\'s tone of voice that he was quite serious.
But how could he stand idly by while this poor young girl was being taken against her will?
\"Father has been gone for hours,\" he said to himself. \"He told me he would return soon after finding some new clients.\"
He did not want to think his father would deliberately leave all of the hard labor for him to do alone.
Perhaps something has happened to him, thought the young man.
He decided to look for his father.
The young man\'s name was Thomas. He had spent many a day in the woods ever since he was a wee lad. One thing he was very good at was tracking.
Thomas studied the ground. Within a few minutes he followed the trail his father left behind.
It was not long before he arrived at the cottage deep in the woods.
\"It appears that my father was not the only one who arrived here earlier today,\" said Thomas to himself. He noticed the prints of a wolf and that of a young lass.
He knocked on the door.
Thomas heard an irritated grunt inside the cottage.
\"Go away!\" shouted a voice which Thomas recognized instantly.
\"Father! Tis I! Your son!\" said Thomas. \"You\'ve been gone much longer than I expected. I\'m coming inside!\"
Thomas opened the door and stepped inside the cottage.
His mouth dropped open at the sight of his father without a stitch of clothing on and straddling the body of a young beautiful nude unconscious blonde girl on the bed.
\"Father! What are you doing?\" shouted Thomas. He was shocked to find his father in such a state.
His father sighed and reluctantly got off of the bed.
\"Thomas, it is high time you learned how to bed a female,\" said the woodsman. \"I\'ve never taken the time to tell you about it. Well, now is the perfect time.\"
\"Father! Mother would be spinning in her grave if she could see you now! Who is that girl?\"
\"I have no idea who this girl is.\"
\"You don\'t even know her name? How could you do this?\"
\"Thomas, don\'t be so naive. When an opportunity presents itself, you have to take it. Fate brought me to this cottage to find this luscious young thing. How could I resist? And now you will have your turn at her. Come, get undressed and give her a proper fuck. That\'s a good lad.\"
Thomas could not believe the words coming from his father\'s mouth. The thought of inserting his own penis into the private part of a complete stranger, especially after his own father had finished using her, was repugnant to Thomas.
\"No, thank you, Father,\" said Thomas coldly. \"I do not want your leftovers!\"
\"I don\'t understand you, son,\" said the woodsman. \"Any other young man would jump at such a chance. Makes me wonder if you are indeed my son. Does my blood run through your veins? I would not know it from the way you are behaving now.\"
\"Mother brought me up better than this,\" said Thomas. \"I intend to save myself for marriage. And I would want my bride-to-be to do likewise.\"
The woodsman stared at Thomas. Then he burst out laughing.
\"Very well, my boy. Such ideals! I cannot fault you for wanting to please your mother, bless her soul, and may she rest in peace.\"
\"May we leave now? There is much work to be done,\" said Thomas.
\"You go on ahead, son. I am not finished here,\" said the woodsman.
He saw the look of disapproval on Thomas\' face.
\"Oh, don\'t be that way, son. If you don\'t want to fuck this girl, then leave. But don\'t spoil my fun. I\'ll join you later. Maybe not until dinner time, in which case I\'ll see you back at home tonight. Off with you now, boy.\"
The woodsman motioned his son away as he turned his attention back to the unconscious girl on the bed.
\"Ohhhh,\" said Little Red Riding Hood as she slowly began to regain consciousness.
Thomas paused to hear if the girl had anything to say.
Her eyes opened wide in fear to find that what had happened was not a bad dream, for the woodsman who had raped her was indeed real and in the cottage with her. And who was the other man standing by the door? Would he be attacking her, too?
\"No! No! Please, not again! Let me go!\" she cried as the woodsman pinned her down on the bed.
\"Enough of your screaming,\" said the woodsman as he placed the tip of his cock at her mouth and shoved it in.
She gagged in surprise and tried to push him away, but he kept his cock firmly inside her mouth.
\"Suck on it!\" he commanded. \"And don\'t even think of biting, or I will split your head apart with my sharp ax!\"
Thomas could not believe his father\'s behavior.
\"Father! No! Leave her be!\"
\"Son, I will tell you this only once! Do not interfere in my affairs! Defy me at your own peril!\"
Thomas knew from his father\'s tone of voice that he was quite serious.
But how could he stand idly by while this poor young girl was being taken against her will?