“Red Ridding Hood.”

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Things are not always as they seem and stories soon take on a life of their own the more they are told, and so it is with this tale. We all know the often told tale of the head strong young girl, good of heart, who did not heed the words of wisdom of her parents, and did talk to, and did tarry with the stranger. But what if the story was wrong, had another side , say the side of the stranger. Has any one asked him what transpired? Nay the word of that charming young Miss with her peaches and cream complexion was all that was needed to condemn him.


The baying of hounds, the searchers crashing through the near by brush, he held his position in the dark undergrowth his heart hammering in his chest, his breathing coming fast and labored. His old, knowing eyes, darting from sound to sound, he prayed that they not find him, then the lowing of the hounds, they had his trail and they where coming fast.


“Dear God No”.

He whispered to him self then bolted from cover.

There…..Over There”

Came the cry of the huntsman his horn calling his fellows, the hounds baying, and they where again on his trail again. He ran headlong into the forest its branches clawing at him trying to hold his old gray coat as they closed in n him. It was so senseless a trivial misunderstanding after all. His mind flashed back to the beginning that pleasant warm sunny day, that day he first met her.

“Red Ridding Hood.”
 
"...stay on the path and Don't talk to strangers!"

"Yes Mother, I will be good." The young woman tied the frogs of her scarlet cape at her throat and made sure its folds draped across her bosom in the most appealing manner possible. Then with a smile and a wave, Little Red Ridinghood picked up her basket of goodies and left the cottage.

Walking through the small village, she was aware of the stares of the males in view, both young and old. She lifted her nose as if in haughty disdain and swept on her way. She looked like the untouchable miss that society decreed she be, inside beat a heart that was quite passionate. She could also hear the murmur of the voices that took delight in whispering about her every time she stepped from her door-these she ignored as best she could, while her insides churned in rebellion.

they are whispering about me again she thought About how a girl of 18 has no business wandering through the woods unescorted. About how I should be married, raising a family so my husband could carry the food to Granny. I cant fault them I suppose, most girls of my age would be Happy in a settled place. But not me! I want some adventure before I think about responsibility! I want to be able to tell my children that I had the chance to live life to its fullest first.

She wandered on a little further, passing the edge of the village and entered the dim woods before she whispered the last part of that thought aloud, "But where am I going to find such a thing in this provincial town?"

Yes, Little Red Ridinghood was a good girl...but she wanted to be very, very bad.

A little further along she saw something a little odd. At a fork in the path, she saw someone. What made this odd was the fact that hardly anyone ever traveled this path which is why she never worried about traveling it alone. She wanted to be bad, but at a time of her own choosing.

She ran her hands through her auburn locks and stepped boldly forward, to wards the person who had their back to her at that moment. Clearing her throat delicately to advertise her presence, she then said, "Why hello! I haven't seen anyone on this path in some time! are you lost, or in need of assistance perhaps?"
 
Yes his thoughts wandered back to the beginning of it all, back to that early fall morning that now seemed a life time ago, back to the bright sunlight, the brisk nip of the cool morning air as he wandered down the forest lane to rest for a bit by the old oak tree at the fork in the past.

Wolf had taken care that morning to groom himself, his silver gray hair combed and swept back in the latest fashion, his attire gay and jaunty. The sun was warm on his face, when he perked his keen ears to a muffled sound, some one was coming. His nose sniffed the cool morning air searching for any sign that might be cause for alarm, when around the villages of man it paid to be cautious, the soft sweet scent of youthful innocence played on the morning air.

“Grrrrrrrr.”

The soft guttural growl of pleasure escaped his parted lips as he savored the intoxicating fragrance. His ears perked;

"But where am I going to find such a thing in this provincial town?"

Her voice was barely audible, but there was a sensual quality to it. Slowly he turned to see a young beauty coming down the path, she ran her hands through her auburn locks and stepped boldly forward.

Why hello! I haven't seen anyone on this path in some time! are you lost, or in need of assistance perhaps?"

Slowly Wolf turned to face the stunning young beauty, she was young, very young and her supple body, would tempt the gods, and this fact alone was enough caused a low wolfish whistle to escape his lips.

“Lost oh yes lost in the cool beauty of your eyes Miss.”

There was a teasing twinkle in his old eyes, then his voice turned a bit more serious.

“My Name is B. B. Wolf and yours Miss?’

He extended his hand in a most gentlemanly manner.

“and I fear I am in need of a meal and a soft bed in which to sleep.”

Wolf paused as if lost in thought a dream look crossed his rugged face at some secret memory.

“I once had a friend in these parts that lived in a little cottage by a brook yet I fear I have lost my way.”
 
“Lost oh yes lost in the cool beauty of your eyes Miss.”

She looked at him then, amused by his easy flattery. With a friendly smile, she said, “Everyone calls me Little Red Ridinghood, some do it because of my cloak, others do it for other reasons entirely.” She didn’t expand on that, but continued instead, “My Given name however, is Marcia, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance Mr. Wolf.”

She thought on his next statement a moment, then said, “My grandmother’s house sounds almost exactly like what you have described! If that is so, I am sure she would be willing to let you sleep there, its worth asking about anyway.” She paused then, having come to the decision that this man might prove interesting (and more importantly, he was a stranger), one she might be able to experience a bit of life with. Because he was a stranger, nobody would be able to tell if she got to know him a bit right? Especially seeing as her granny’s house was so secluded and the woman slept most of the time anyway.

“I will take you the rest of the way if you wish, you are almost there anyway, it is just along this path a little ways.” She gestured to the right-hand path.
 
“Everyone calls me Little Red Riding hood, some do it because of my cloak, and others do it for other reasons entirely.”

There was just a hint of a blush that kissed the young beauty’s cheeks that Wolf found quite appealing.

“My Given name however, is Marcia, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance Mr. Wolf.”

Wolf’s eyes boldly took the measure of the young beauty, her scarlet cape its folds draped across her bosom in the most appealing manner, the laughter in her voice the teasing come hither gleam in her young bright eyes as she continued.

“My grandmother’s house sounds almost exactly like what you have described! If that is so, I am sure she would be willing to let you sleep there, its worth asking about anyway……………………………………….. “I will take you the rest of the way if you wish, you are almost there anyway, and it is just along this path a little ways.”

“Lead on fair young Miss and I shall follow.”

Wolf swept down into a graceful Cavalier bow. He straitened as the innocent young beauty passed his wolfish lips curled back in satisfaction as her firm little derrière passed just a breath away.


“Grrrrrrrr.”

Again the soft guttural growl of pleasure. Wolf fallowed Red down the garden path that led to Granny’s. His hands itched to get a hold of her, his mouth watered at the thoughts of savoring her youthful innocents, yet what chance did an old wolf have with such a delicious little morsel Like Red?

Soon the Little cottage by the brook came into view.

Granny…..Granny…. Red called.

“Yes this looks like the cottage I remember but it seems no one is about perhaps I should come back Later Red?”
 
“Grrrrrrrr.”

She heard a noise, it sounded suspiciously like a growl as she stepped past and she looked around quickly, half expecting a wild animal to be crouched in the brush, ready to pounce. She saw nothing, and so she turned back and led the rest of the way to her granny’s house.

Reaching it, she called and called, knowing that her grandmother was hard of hearing as well as her tendency to sleep. But there was no answer. She turned as Wolf spoke.

“Yes this looks like the cottage I remember but it seems no one is about perhaps I should come back Later Red?”

She smiled at the casual way he said her name-anyone else would have used the full name, but the way he said it was unique. She stepped forward and grasped his arm gently, “There is no need for that, Granny has said that her home is my own when I come to visit, and since I am actually here for the night, I shall play hostess and invite you in myself.”

She probably should have sent him away until later, but the deserted cabin seemed to serendipitous to pass up. She opened the door and invited him in. Quickly, she walked through the rooms, ensuring that granny wasn’t actually there, and then came back to the front entry.

“I don’t know where she might have gone, Granny isn’t able to go far anymore. But, I suppose we might find something to amuse ourselves with until her return?”

She slanted a glance at him that was both odd come hither, and stay back I am really shy. She smiled, not for a particular reason, but just a thing to do to cover the awkwardness she felt at that moment.
 
A casual smile brightened Red’s face.

“There is no need for that, Granny has said that her home is my own when I come to visit, and since I am actually here for the night, I shall play hostess and invite you in myself.”

Wolf’s keen ears picked up a sensual purr to Red’s voice, the firm but gentle touch of her dainty hand on his arms sent a fire racing through Wolf’s veins.

“I don’t know where she might have gone, Granny isn’t able to go far anymore. But, I suppose we might find something to amuse ourselves with until her return?”

Wolf’s golden eyes looked deep into Red’s firry hazel eye, conflicting emotions flashed across those firry hazel pools, one moment come hither, the next stay back I am really shy. A seductively tempting smile played across Red’s full ripe lips. Wolf stepped forward he was his lips just a breath away from Red’s ear.

“What did you have in mind Red?”

His hot moist breath sensual bathed the young girl’s neck, stirred the stray whips of hair at the nape of her neck.

“My it is awfully warm in here!”

Wolf’s fingers toyed with the frogs of Red’s scarlet cape at her throat, teasing her, tempting the young beauty to remove the cape that concealed her supple young body from him.
 
“What did you have in mind Red?”

She sucked in a short sharp breath as she felt the moist heat of his breath as the tiny hairs on her neck prickled in response. She smiled as Wolf commented on the heat, but somehow she thought that he might be commenting on a little bit more than just that.

She felt him playing with the ties of her cape and her fingers rose to cover his. She pulled the tie gently, and it came undone. As her cloak began to slip, she turned and caught it, laying it carefully across a handy chair.

She knew what she wanted, and taking her courage in her hands, she stepped back towards him and traced the tip of one long fingernail down the front of his shirt. "It is getting a little warm, maybe you would like to get a little more comfortable. As for what I have in mind," She leaned forward and pressed her breasts lightly into his chest, her lips a hairsbreadth from his own. "I thought perhaps I could show you why some people call me Little Red Ridinghood for reasons other than just my cloak"

She thought, yes, but this time I dont think I shall stop where I did before, but go all the way to where I want to this time. No more chickening out at the last moment!
 
Red’s fingers rose to cover his, she pulled the tie gently, and it came undone. A sly grin of appreciation spread across Wolf’s rugged face Red’s chemise was low cut to say the least in fact it was down right scandalous, it accentuated the firm youthful curve of her breasts, and barely covering her nipples. Her bodice encircled her trim waist, and pushed up her breasts as if offering them to Wolf on a sliver platter. Her skirt was short enough to show the sensual curve of her trim little ankles. There was a devilish gleam in Red’s eyes as she stepped back towards him and traced the tip of one long fingernail down the front of his shirt.

It is getting a little warm, maybe you would like to get a little more comfortable.

Red voice was soft and oh so sensually inviting.

As for what I have in mind,"

She leaned forward and pressed her breasts lightly into his chest, her lips a hairsbreadth from his own.

"I thought perhaps I could show you why some people call me Little Red Riding Hood for reasons other than just my cloak"

Wolf smiled as he stripped off his shirt his chest well muscled, a little scare here another there. His lips brushed Red’s, his tongue glided across her full ripe lower lip, a playful nip as his fingers undid the lace that held the young beauty’s bodice closed

“Umm that would be very interesting Red do tell me more………”

Wolf voice trailed off as his fingers no began to unlace Red’s bodice.

“Better Yet Red why not show me.”

A teasing, tempting smile gleamed in his gray wolfish eyes.
 
She licked her lips, a quick darting flash of pink tongue as Wolf stripped off his shirt. She admired the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin. She had the oddest desire to trace his skin with her fingertips, or even better, with her tongue and a light flush formed on her face in response.

She watched his fingers intently as he began to undo her bodice, enthralled by their deftness. She was breathing more quickly now, short little snatches of air as she felt her arousal growing. She held herself still until the last bit was undone, then with a smile, she grabbed Wolf’s hand and dragged him into the room she used when she stayed overnight.

She gently pushed him backwards until he fell back on the bed before she stepped back again, “I will show you…everything.” She smiled at the play on words as she slipped the straps of her gown over her shoulders and let it slither down her body slowly.

Coral nipples peeked into view, soft on their first appearance, but they stiffened rapidly under both the weight of the air in the room and Wolf’s hungry stare. As the dress slid further, the lacy pink edges of her pantaloons appeared, but as more of them were revealed, Reds pantaloons were pretty scandalous too. They were normal only to the edge of the waistband, but then the modifications she had spent hours with a sewing needle showed.

They were tight instead of the normal loose baggy look and she had cut them off at mid thigh, using ribbon to tie the bottoms close around her legs. She stood there for a moment, and then her hands rose to her breast and she cupped her hands under them, lifting them up as if for Wolf’s approval. Her thumbs skated over her nipples as she dragged her hands back down, stimulating them to new heights of hardness.

She stepped forward again, spreading her legs so that Wolf’s knees were between hers and then she climbed up onto the bed as well. Straddling Wolf, she worked her way upwards until her soft bottom cradled the hardness in his britches. She leaned forward and rested her hands on his chest as she dipped her head and brushed the lightest of kisses across his lips.

“See, some people call me that because I like to Ride.”
 
Red’s eyes glowed with a firry lust that Wolf knew only to well. She did not shriek or try to back away as his fingers deftly undid her bodice’s lace, Red’s breathing came more quickly now, short little snatches of air she held herself still until the last bit was undone, then with a smile, she grabbed Wolf’s hand and dragged him into the next room.

Wolf soon found himself sprawled on a deep feather bed.

“I will show you…everything.”

Reds voice was coy and teasing as she steeped back, her dainty fingers slipped the straps of her gown down over her shoulders and let it slither slowly down her supple body with a most un-maidenly shimmy of her hips. Wolfs eyes drank in Red’s naked youthful perfection, coral peeked nipples, her scandalous pantaloons that caressed her firm little derrière like a second skin. A Wolfish grin approval as this naughty teenage beauty cupped her firm breasts, teasing her nipples till they stood taunt and proud. Then this scandalous woman child slowly crept forward her movements catlike. Spreading her legs so that Wolf’s knees were between hers and then she climbed up onto the bed as well to seductively straddle him. Red she dipped her head and brushed the lightest of kisses across his lips.


“See, some people call me that because I like to Ride.”


“I see Red, My What Firm thighs you have….. all the better to ride not doubt?”

Wolf’s fingers entwined in Red’s firry copper tresses as he drew her lips to his for a savage passionate kiss, she tasted sweet as summer wine. Slowly their lips parted, His breathing was ragged, his ridged cock pressed against Red’s belly.

“Red, I always preferred to ride bareback.”

Wolf smiled, then quickly turned the girl on her back as his thumbs hooked in the lacy pink edges of her pantaloons and he began to slide them down over her hips.
 
she moaned softly in the back of her throat when Wolf kissed her so thouroughly. She felt his cock against her and began to writhe slowly against it as she returned his kiss, touch for touch. when their lips finally parted, her eyes were heavy lidded and dark with new hunger.

“Red, I always preferred to ride bareback.”

She squeaked out an exclamation of surprise as Wolf suddenly flipped her onto her back and began tugging at her pantaloons. She put up a mock struggle, seeming to hold onto them in an effort to preserve her modesty when she was actually helping to push them down.

When they came completely off and she felt the first kiss of air across her firey curls, her lips parted on an exclamation of pleased surprise...she had never exposed that portion of her anatomy to the air when aroused before and the touch of the air created an electric sensation that travelled from the tips of her toes to her hairline and back.

She grinned at him and sat up quickly, rising to her knees beside him as she purred mischieviously, "If I get to be bareback, then so do you, for naked would be best, and certianaly all the better to touch you my dear."

She reached for his britches and began to pull. He obliged her by raising his thighs so she could draw down. She watched in awe as his cock came into view, then darted a glance up to him, before dropping her gaze back down.

She wet her lips nervously and whispered, "My, what a big... thing you have!" Her tone betrayed her sudden nervousness, she looked as though she might jump off the bed and run screaming into the woods at any moment.

She swallowed hard and lifted a hand that trembled to feel him gently, running just the tips of her fingers slowly up his cock and then back down, getting the measure of the man before her as she tried to reconcile with herself where she wanted this thing to go-if she really was ready for him to use it to deflower her.
 
Red squeaked out an exclamation of surprise as Wolf suddenly flipped her onto her back and began tugging at her pantaloons. She put up a mock struggle, seeming to hold onto them in an effort to preserve her modesty when she was actually helping to push them down, a fact not lost on the wily old wolf.

Wolf smiled into her eyes and thought What a Naught Little Vixen she was, as she innocently cooed.

If I get to be bareback, then so do you, for naked would be best, and certainly all the better to touch you my dear."

The young beauty was on her knees, her fingers eagerly went to his breeches, tugging at them, and he lifted his hips as she tore away his breeches.

Red wet her lips nervously and whispered, "My, what a big... thing you have!"

“All the Better to please you me dear”


He teased her as his eyes slowly ran up and down the girl’s supple body. Wolf eyes feasted on her naked glory, the firry patch of tawny red fleece, her smooth alabaster skin, as his tongue ran over his dry lips in anticipation. Red was so young, so perfect, and there was an alluring shyness to the girl now as she swallowed hard, lifting a hand so shyly as it trembled, to feel him gently, running just the tips of her fingers slowly up his cock and then back down, getting the measure of him.

Grrrrr

The primeval groan rumbled deep in Wolf’s chest at the first touch of her hand. Wolf hands cupped Red’s firm breasts, his thumbs rolled her pert taunt nipples beneath their calloused pads.

“Umm your hand feels delightful Red......... but oh what supple full ripe lips you have.”

Wolf rose slowly, his lips parted, his tongue darted out to circle one of Red’s puffy areolas. It seductively circled it, then he inhaled the taunt bud to sensually suckle it.
 
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“All the Better to please you me dear”

Oddly, Red felt some of her nervousness leave her at these words, she couldn’t explain it, but she wanted this pleasure his voice promised. Her hand steadied on his cock, and now she was able to admire it.

She gasped as his fingers played with her turgid nipples, pressing herself forward into his hands as she actively sought more of the same stimuli. Her attention was drawn back from herself as he spoke again, with a simple statement that would utterly shock most young women. Fortunately, she wasn’t most women, but a breed of her own.

“Umm your hand feels delightful Red but oh what supple full ripe lips you have.”

She smiled a little then and turned his words back to him, “All the better to please you with my dear!” Her eyes laughed at him as she leaned forward and lowered her head. She decided to tease him a bit, she began at his neck and started to lavish soft kisses and little love bites everywhere, slowly working her way down his body.

When she reached the vicinity of his cock, she skipped over it and continued her ministrations down to his knees, letting her fiery tresses slide teasingly over him instead. Reaching his knees, she started back up, but only until she reached that which she had ignored before, and began to concentrate on kissing it thoroughly.

She licked his cock from base to tip, holding it gently in one hand so she could lift it and get at it at all angles before she sucked it briefly into her mouth. Red was going on much of what she had overheard in the whispered conversations that young newlywed women held, so her technique, well not perfect, was certainly sincere.

Finally she sat back up and looked at him, a teasing, yet nervous look in her eye. She wanted to make him feel good, but her inexperience made her uncertain of herself.
 
Red smiled a little and purred;

“All the better to please you with my dear!”

Her pale eyes where filled with devilish laughter as she slowly bent her head forward, the young beauty’s wild firry tresses cascading down to tickle Wolf’s chest. Smooth moist lips teased his neck, Red lavished soft kisses and little love bites that trailed down over his body.

“Ummm such naught lips Red.”

Wolf’s fingers toyed with her silken tresses as her ripe lips trailed down over his abdomen Wolf held his breath as her teasing nips and kisses now teased his inner thigh, the tendon behind his knee.


GRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Wolf moan in pleasure as Red’s licked his cock from base to tip, holding it gently in one hand so she could lift it and get at it at all angles. Then a gasp of pleasure as her sweet innocent ruby red lips parted to engulf his throbbing cock’s head sucking it briefly into her mouth. What Red lacked in her technique, she certainly up for in sincerity.

Red sat back up on her heels and looked at Wolf, a teasing, yet nervous look in her eye. Wolf smiled for Red was so wanton and yet at the same time so innocent. This young Miss was the most naturally sensual creature the old Wolf Had met in quite some time.

“Very nice Red very nice indeed.”

His voice was soft, sensual, and husky with the passion the young beauty had awakened in the old wolf.

“One good turn deserves another”

There was a teasing gleam in his gray eyes as he sat up then eased the petite beauty back till she lay reclined on the feather bed. Wolf started at the nape of Red’s neck his hot moist breath stirring the stray whips of hair there , then Wolf mimicked the trail Red’s lips had taken. He paused to suckle each of her diamond hard little nipples, suckled each in turn till a low guttural moan of pleasure escaped the young girl’s lips. Wolf’s tongue sensually toyed with her navel, a little love nip at the hollow spot where her thigh and hip met Lower still his mouth traveled till his hot breath stirred the tawny fleece that covered her “Venus Mound”. He nipped the silken flesh of Red’s inner thighs, teased the tendons behind her knees a sensual lick of her well turned calve. A Kiss to the arch of Red’s foot. Wolf captured her smoky eyes and began to suckle each of the young girl’s toes.
 
“One good turn deserves another”

Red met his eyes and had to smile a little as she saw the teasing light to his gaze, mixed liberally with hunger. She lay back willingly on the bed and committed herself to enjoying whatever happened next.

She got to discover just how sensitive her body actually was as Wolf began to mimic her earlier actions. Tiny goose bumps formed on her skin and her fingers clenched in the folds of the bedding as his hot sensual mouth began to traverse her body.

She could feel the tiny hairs at the nape of her neck lifting in response to his caress, her nerves awakening and coming to attention. She was hard pressed to hang onto her composure as his lips traveled down, a low moan of pleasure and passion escaping her as she felt each of her nipples receiving attention. By the time he reached her thighs, Red thought she was surely going to explode from wanting and waiting.

He hovered over her silk covered puss, his breath fanning the soft down there and the feel of it made her hips arch off the bed slightly in response. But to her momentary frustration, he didn’t stop there. She moaned again as he kissed her toes, her initial reaction to pull away in ticklish protest, but then he sucked one into his mouth, and she was lost.

She moaned again, her fingers tugging in the blankets until they were a tangled mess on either side of her. She was watching him, marveling at how good such a foreign sensation could feel, until she grew a little too impatient. She pulled gently on her foot, not trying to remove it from his grasp, but to indicate a different want. She was so very hot, and getting hotter by the moment.
 
Wolf played Reds supple young body like it was a fine instrument, and he the Master of it. She moaned again, her fingers tugging in the blankets until they were a tangled mess on either side of her. She was watching him, pulled gently on her foot, her breath came in sharp little gasps, sighs, and moans. This Little Vixen was hot and Wolf knew it. Slowly those maddening kisses, and love nips worked back up the young beauty’s legs, again he hovered over her silk covered puss, his breath fanning the soft down there, then his head dipped and his tongue leisurely cleaved her sweet nectar coated labia. His tongue flicked at her clit, then fluttered across it, Wolf inhaled deeply drawing a cool stream of air over Red’s throbbing fevered clit. He smiled the Wolf lashed the girl’s sweet puss with his tongue nibbling at her clit. Finally his tongue stabbed deep with in her moist, nectar sweet passage to massage the little rough spot in its moist silken perfection.
 
Red had never felt as good as she did then, her whole body seemed to be alive, every touch made her shake with need and desire. As Wolf touched her clit for the first time, she moaned and jerked her hips upward towards his face, completely involuntarily. She twisted and moaned on his tongue caught in the throes of intense excitement.

Her hands fluttered through the air seeking purchase as they left the tousled blankets and soon found it…curled in the depths of Wolfs hair as she sought to draw him even closer. She felt the soft silken strands wrap around her fingers and even they served to excite her further-due more to the fact that she could feel the strands brushing against her thighs as well.

She could feel her orgasm approaching, building within her like a tidal wave, one that she had no possible hope of holding back. A primal cry escaped her lips as his tongue slid home within her, massaging a spot she had never even dreamed she possessed. This spot multiplied her pleasure tenfold until with her heels planted on the bed, her back arched to the point it was right off the bed and she was balanced lightly on her shoulders, her whole body tight as she spasmed over and over again until she fell back, her hair matted around her face, gasping for breath.

She felt exhilarated, complete, and yet still wanting. She used the fingers she had in his hair to pull him away from herself and launched herself upright again, as her hands slipped to his shoulders and pushed him flat on the bed.

She straddled him again and whispered, “Let me do this my way, just to begin with, but I need to be this way for now.”

She had never told him of her innocence, she didn’t even know if he had guessed, but rather than blurting it out at the last second and possibly ruining the moment she chose to take the control needed to ease into the act.

She positioned herself carefully, hovering over him as she reached back and grasped his cock, placing it at her opening. With a sight frown of intense concentration on her face, she began to lower herself on his cock, with many pauses as she allowed her body to adjust tot this invasion. Finally, she felt him press against her maidenhead and she leaned forward to kiss him, sliding her tongue into his mouth to play with his as her hips fell that crucial inch further.

Her whimper of pain as her maidenhead broke was muffled in the kiss, the kiss was hot enough that she soon forgot all the discomfort that had just passed and she rose above him, ready to ride.
 
Wolf smiled as a primal cry escaped Red’s parched lips as his tongue slid home within her, massaging a spot she had never even dreamed she possessed. Red’s heels planted on the bed, her back arched to the point it was right off the bed and she was balanced lightly on her shoulders, her whole body tight as she spasmed over and over again until she fell back, her hair matted around her face, gasping for breath.

Yet even this was not enough for the willful little vixen, pulling Wolf away Red pushed him flat on the bed.

“Let me do this my way, just to begin with, but I need to be this way for now.”

Red straddled him again. Lord this young teen beauty was so very tight, the though played at the corners of his mind, as the wanton teen slowly lowered her self down till Wolf felt his cock nudge her maidenhead. He parted his lips, about to ask if she was sure yet his protest was cut short as Red’s lips claimed his, sliding her tongue into his mouth to play with his as her hips fell that crucial inch further. Her kiss was hot sensual, and oh so seductive, a whimper of pain as Red’s innocence became a fleeting memory. Slowly Red rose breaking their kiss and she rode Wolf in a wild lust full ride she was like a woman possessed long for something she would not be denied.

Wolf arched and drove up his hips meeting each one of Red’s plummeting thrust. Red’s ride built to a maddening crescendo, her orgasm broke suddenly engulfing the young teen maiden in a delightfully violent orgasm. She collapsed on Wolf chest panting, exhausted, yet the old Wolf had out lasted his young lover.

“No time to rest yet Red for it is now my turn.”

Wolf’s voice was husky with his own unfulfilled need he slipped from Red’s grasping pussy. He rolled the girl over on to her stomach His powerful hands gripped her trim waist and he raised her little ass high in the air and took her doggie style. He had love to her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her puffy labia, his cock grating across Red’s swollen clit. Wolf wrung two more orgasm from Red before his own lust exploded filling her with his white hot passion and then he collapsed on her.
 
Surreptitiously playing with herself or the fumbled attempts with uncouth youths in the rear of various barns hadn’t prepared Red for this. She was experiencing indescribable pleasures for the first time in this intensity. It wasn’t long at all before the tight clasp of her pussy, the feeling of each ridged edge of Wolfs cock buried deep within her and the slight pulling sensation on her clit had Red cumming again.

This time it was so powerful, that it knocked her for a loop, her hands slipped from their purchase on his shoulders and she fell to a shuddering heap across his chest as she twitched and her pussy contracted. She was limp, unable to move for a few moments and would have been perfectly content to stay right where she was for a while, but Wolf had other plans for her.

“No time to rest yet Red for it is now my turn.”

She gasped softly as he withdrew, instantly disliking the feeling of emptiness that was left inside her. It didn’t last long, she smiled with anticipation as he pulled her backwards to her knees and she knew he was about to fill her again. She moaned, long and low as his cock slid back in, her pussy twitched and rippled a welcome to it as she bucked her hips backwards to meet him.

He slammed himself in and out of her so fast she could feel the way his balls slapped against her distended clit and labia, driving her passion higher until her orgasm took her again. Yet another ripped its way through her before Wolfs hands tightened on her hips and he came also. He collapsed across her body and she sank to the bed with a sigh of contentment.

Eventually, she shifted a little, attempting to extract herself from beneath him.
 
Wolf’s arms encircled the stunning little beauty’s waist, a wide wolfish grin on his sleeping face, he softly growled at the memory that danced through his mind’s eye as he dreamt of Red. Her soft gasps, the girl’s smile of anticipation as he pulled her backwards to her knees, her moaned, long, low, and sensual as his cock slid back into Red’s pussy. The way her pussy twitched and rippled in welcome to it as she bucked her hips backwards to meet him.

Wolf softly growled as Red shifted a little in his arms, slowly his eyes blinked as he rolled, this wild woman child’s naked supple body crushed to his chest. His old gray eyes smiled into Red’s.

“My what a delightfully wicked girl you are Red.”

His lips brushed the young beauty’s, slowly it deepened as Wolf savored her sweet mouth their tongues dancing in forbidden passion, slowly he broke that kiss their lips cling to each other’s till the last possible moment.

“Now show me Red how truly wicked you can be.”

Wolf voice was a low sensual growl his statement not so much a question but a dare, to see how far Red would go how wickedly delicious she could be.
 
“My what a delightfully wicked girl you are Red.”

Red smiled a little, but had no time to frame a reply as Wolf's lips met hers again. Time seemed to fall away in this kiss, a long interval where nothing mattered but the feel of their lips and tongues entwined together.

Red could feel her pulse increasing, her body heat rising as she was sucked once more into the rush of arousal. She could feel Wolf's cock against her and she rubbed against him.

A delighted smile lit her face at his next words, “Now show me Red how truly wicked you can be.” But then she tugged her lower lip into her mouth in consternation. She didnt know how wicked she could possibly be, or even what one who was as worldly as Wolf was would deem wicked.

She drew herself out of his arms and sat up on the bed, studying him while she tried to think. She glanced around the small room, looking for ideas. A few moments of blankness, and then she smiled and jumped from the bed, prancing naked out the door. She did make sure to peek around the corners to make sure none were present, but she doubted her granny had come home anyway-the amount of noise she had been making, if anyone had come they probably would have rushed in thinking that something was amiss.

She stepped into the kitchen and walked to the trapdoor in the floor leading to the underground cellar. She stepped down and then into the back, the deepest, darkest and most importantly, coldest part of the cellar and unwrapped the thing she found there. A few minutes work and she had the small bowl that sat close at hand filled and she made her way back upstairs, her skin covered in goosebumps.

One of the few luxuries her granny indulged in, was she arrainged for the iceman to come once a month, buying a block of ice from him that was kept in the cellar wrapped in cloth to keep the dirt out. Used judiciously, this lasted the month as that section of the cellar was very cold and kept the ice from melting. But this was the item that Red had gone to fetch.

Covering the bowl with a cloth to keep its contents from view, she walked back into the bedroom and knelt on the bed beside Wolf. She said softly, "Close your eyes."

When he did, she took a small chunk of the ice out of the bowl, warmed it slightly in her hands so there was water on it and then slowly ran it over Wolf's stomach. She followed this sweep of cold with a contrast, she then followed the trail of water with her tongue, making that appendage seem extraordinarily hot.

Then she repeated the process, this time on Wolf's upper thigh, then again, and again, in random locations. She glanced up at him to see how he was taking it, and if he still had his eyes closed.
 
Wolf’s eyes smiled as Red worried her lower lip in response to his question she sat back on her heels all peaches and cream, the picture of youthful famine innocents, yet Wolf knew better. Then that devilish little smile of Reds as she scampered from their bed. Like a naughty little school girl, playing hooky she peered around the corner then scampered off . Wolf mused at what this young vibrant beauty had in mind. Only a few moments had passed before Red returned with a covered bowl.

"Close your eyes."

The young beauty’s voice a soft sensual teasing whisper the old wolf so loved. He did as his teen beauty asked, his stomach contracted at the ice touch then his low growl.

GRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr At the touch of Red’s firry tongue.

“Umm what a naught little girl you are Red.”

Wolf’s fingers traced idle patterns on the warm smooth flesh f Red’s inner thigh. As he waited to see what else his little beauty had in mind.
 
The feel of Wolf’s fingers on her satiny smooth thigh was enough to drive Red to distraction. She could feel her newly awakened body responding to this caress, squirming a bit on the bed, shivering as she knelt there.

Still playing with the ice, she placed a piece directly into her mouth and moved her head up his body to claim his lips in a torrid kiss, the ice in her mouth cooling the inside of it off, until she allowed the remains of the chip slide from her mouth to his. Then, she broke off the kiss and moved down his body again, until she reached Wolf’s cock.

She slid it into her mouth slowly, her tongue tracing little circles around the head, then on down the shaft so she could explore every bump and ridge he had. She wasn’t sure what effect the chill of her mouth would have on him, but she decided she needn’t worry about it as he twitched in her mouth.

She discovered quickly that she wasn’t able to take him in fully, her coughing gag attested to that. She learned her limit, but what she could swallow, she lavished attention on. Finally, she sat up again and looked at him, her needs reaching a point where they clamored for attention.

Slowly, she rose to her knees and then moved over him. She sat her wet little pussy on his knee and stroked her hands up his chest as she dragged her lower half lightly up his body. She moved her thighs wide apart and up to assume the position she had been in before. This time however, she made no move toward inserting his cock into her body, instead she wriggled her hips until he fitted nicely into the split of her lips, his soft underside rubbing delightfully across her clit.

She rocked her hips back and forth, teasing him and herself both until she could no longer stand it. She needed to cum, and badly.

She whispered, “I loved the things you did with your tongue before, would you do them again?” This as she was slowly working her body further up until she could place her widely spread knees on either side of his shoulders, her toes arched down and curved to support her weight, leaving his arms free. Her pussy hovered, just inches away from the mouth and tongue she craved so much.
 
The feel of her sensual mouth, the loving embrace of Red’s wicked little tongue, the seductive way she presents her most jealously graded treasure to thrills him. Wolf swirls the chip of ice on his tongue then suddenly trusts his tongue into Red’s hot little pussy, he searches for that on elusive rough spot in the young teen beauty’s silken passage his tongue flutters over it massages it, teases and pleases it till Red’s supple little body buck and withers in pleasure. Wolf’s hand finds the bowl his fingers the chips of ice and as Red’s body tense, her orgasm at hand Wolf runs the ice chips over Red’s taunt little nipples.


Wolf massive hands now encircle the girl’s waist and he holds her sweet pussy pressed to his mouth as she is engulfed by waves of forbidden pleasure. Red’s is a wild child riding Wolf as if her very life depended on it, He sins the teenage beauty around press down on her back his cock brushing her full, ripe, lips.
 
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