He was hungry. He was horny. His cock was as hard as it had ever been. He pulled the girl’s head closer and rubbed the head of his cock against her face. The tip was wet and now the glistening secretion dripped from her cheek. Yes. It was very nice. He imagined how her sweet, soft flesh would taste. But he didn’t want to get the two things confused. He could wait until later to eat her. First this. First this sex.
“Wolf,” she said. Her voice was like a groan.
He put his finger to his lips, like a librarian gently telling a mischievous child to quiet down. “Shhhh. I’ve been waiting for this all day.”
She tried to stand, but he placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her firmly down again. She looked up at his face. He smiled down at her. It was a hard smile. It had no mercy in it. He was the Wolf, and she was the lamb. He was coming in for the kill. It was bizarre that he wore a teddy. It was bizarre that he had tiny panties pulled down to his muscular thighs. His blonde wig was bizarre, as was his lipstick. There was something very sexy about it all.
His cock was huge. It stood nearly straight up toward the sky. It towered, like a grain silo. It throbbed. It pulsed. Big veins stuck out from it. From where she kneeled below it, the purple head was enormous. The Wolf stroked the long, thick shaft. She remembered it from that morning. It had power. It had magic.
Red Riding Hood swallowed. It was like she had a golf ball lodged in her throat. Her whole body was numb. It felt like her head had detached itself and floated away like a balloon.
“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” he said.
“I don’t know if I…”
He put his index finger on the tip of her lips. “Just open your mouth.”
Silently, she opened her lips the slightest amount.
“Let me see your tongue.”
She did as he commanded, sticking her pink tongue out. He slid his index finger into her mouth. In and out he moved the finger, her mouth tight around it, giving her the feel of what it would be like. She liked it. She closed her eyes and her body started to move just a little. The finger was turning her on. She liked to suck. A little sound escaped her, a childish moan.
“That’s good,” he whispered to her, a little breathless himself. “You’re going to be a good little slut. Now, open wide, like you’re at the doctor.”
Red Riding Hood opened wide, her tongue hanging out. The Wolf took his cock and inserted just the head into her small mouth. Her jaws stretched. The head alone filled her whole mouth. He slid it in an inch, then another inch. She gulped. She tried to turn away, but he grabbed her head with both hands and held her steady.
“Relax,” he said. He waited, and when she relaxed, he slid the cock just a bit deeper. She struggled again. He held her firm. He waited again. When she was calm, he slid it even deeper, challenging her now. It was all the way in. She almost gagged, but didn’t.
He slid it out, glistening now, and rock hard.
“Good,” he said. “Very good.”
Slowly, she took the big head in her mouth again. She could barely get her lips around it. He slid it further onto her tongue. She felt it there, inside her, filling her mouth. He moved it slowly in and out, and already she wanted it inside her other mouth, the hot one below. She longed for it. He pushed the cock further and held it there.
She reached down and pulled up her skirt. She slid her panties down to her thighs. She reached between her legs. It was soaking wet in there. Her fingers slipped through the wetness. Her thighs were wet. She pushed two fingers into her slit, then three.
He poked the cock in another inch, nearly gagging her, then slid it all the way out. She gasped for air. “Oh my God,” she said. “It’s so big.”
He put a finger to her lips. “Don’t talk. Just suck.”
He slid it into her mouth again. He began to make rhythmic movements, thrusting slowly from his pelvis, fucking her now, fucking her face. Her mouth was full. He forced it all the way in, then pulled it halfway out, then all the way in again. She felt like she might pass out. Her fingers worked her pussy like mad. There was so much juice she could barely find her clit. Her finger slid all over it. She rubbed it, she pinched it. She plunged her fingers deep inside herself.
The first climax came. It didn’t build. It just came. Intense waves of pleasure radiated out from her center. Her body shook. She closed her eyes. She rode the wave up and up. The cock still filled her mouth, sliding in and out.
“Yes,” she heard him say. “Cum with that big dick in your mouth.”
She moaned. “MMMMMmmmmmmm…”
“Open your eyes,” he commanded.
She did as he said. He slid the dick out. She chased it with her mouth, her tongue lolling out, trying to lick it. Bring it back, she thought.