Little Red Riding Hood wasn’t the sweet innocent she is written about in fairy tales passed down from one generation to the next. This is the real story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Little Red Riding Hood was a little foxy lady of 21. She knew how to vamp, be a tramp with all the woodsmen, trolls and elves in the forest that lead to her...
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...
(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...
The Hunter, with all his strength and masculinity, was now shaking in his pants. He grabbed Wolf's arm, moving him to the side while Red whimpered loudly. "We can't just take her. She's just a young, innocent girl." His eyes remained on her sweet puss. "She doesn't seem so innocent when she screams in ecstasy!" The Wolf's teeth were shining in the light....
Little Red Riding Hood was bored almost out of her little red head. She was walking through the wood, headed to her grandmothers house. It wasn't because she wanted to go see her Grannie, it was because her parents were forcing her to go! She was carrying a basket filled with yummies for Grandma, just as she had done since she was six years old. Now she was...
Description: Little Red Riding Hood rides her Big Bad Wolf. Hi, my name's Samantha, but everybody just calls me Sam. I've been married for a number of years to Steven. We have a great marriage, and I love him to death. He's my best friend, and I tell him just about everything, but this is one story that I have not shared with him. We live in a wonderful n...
In a land far away and long. long ago there in a small village close by the great wood there lived a girl called Elaine. She lived with her step mother who was surprisingly, and against all the odds in a fairy tale, not wicked. Elaine, and many of the local woodcutters did notice however that her step mother had a wicked grin and equally wicked curves whic...
This story is based on the fictional character of Little Red Riding Hood when she is a grown up woman over the age of 20 years. All characters or creatures in this story are based on humans. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - In a land far, far away lived Red Riding Hood. She had matured into a woman with the most sensual flowing red hair, the cape...
The smell is the first thing you notice. The soft, slightly sweet smell of incense bruising the air, hinting at spice and wood and unnamed unguents. But there is something else more familiar and you strain your eyes through the gloom beyond the door to try and see. I am waiting for you. I have lit only candles. I don't want you to be familiar with the room....
She wore a tight-fitting red tank top that hugged her hips, her quick paced caused the ends of the shirt to fold up slightly revealing her milky waste. The girl also wore a red mini-skirt that was loose fitting and flowing in the wind. She had knee-high leather boots that kicked at the dirt as she nearly skipped across the path. This must be the girl Cinder...