Little Red Riding Cock

Once upon a time there was an attractive youth who numbered twentyone years. It so happened that his grandmother gave him a red cap, and because he no longer wanted to take that cap off, his name was only Little Red Riding Hood.

Grandmother lived outside in the dark, gloomy woods, half an hour's walk from the hamlet.

When Little Red Riding Hood entered this collection of trees,  called the woods, he met the large, extremely hairy, attractive, bearded and muscular wolf.

Little Red Riding Hood, however, did not know what kind of "bad animal" Wolf was hiding in southern regions, and was not at all afraid of him, but, au contraire, even felt an exciting tingling sensation.

"Good afternoon, Little Red Riding Hood!" said he.

"Thank you, Wolf!"

"Where are you going so early, Little Red Riding Hood?"

"To grandmother."

"What are you wearing under the cloak?"

"Cake and champagne. I'm supposed to bring these to grandmother."

The wolf thought to himself: 'The young, tender, crisp, sexy Little Red Riding Hood. But that's a delicious bite. You have to be cunning so you can get hold of him.'

On the other hand, he spoke loudly: “Little Red Riding Hood, look, all the beautiful flowers that are all around. Why don't you pick a bouquet for your grandmother?"

Little Red Riding Hood thought: 'If I bring grandmother a fresh bouquet, it will make her even more happy.' So he bent down and began to pick.

Wolf admired hiscrispy backside and his, Wolf's, brand new jeans were strategically bulged. He was breathing faster and his pupils dilated. He should also pick a flower.

Then Little Red Riding Hood turned with the bouquet, looked at Wolf in astonishment and asked:

"Wolf? Why do you have such big ears?"

"So that I can hear you better, my dear," he whispered.

"Wolf? Why do you have such large, shiny eyes and dilated pupils?"

"So that I can see you better, my dear," he gasped.

"Wolf? Why do you have such big teeth and such a long tongue?"

"So that I can lick you and nibble on you better, my dear," he groaned.

"Wolf? Why do you have such a bulge in your pants? "

"So that I can fuck you better, my dear," he grinned lasciviously.

To Little Red Riding Hood's amazement and delight, Wolf undressed both of them, kissed and licked him everywhere. He got him into the luscious mood accordingly and made him hard and piping hot. 

Then he mounted him and fucked him hard to the core. Up completely to the hilt. He left an exquisite cream inside of "Hood", as the seductor called Wolf came. 

Red Riding Hood screamed out of pleasure and horniness. He was cumming also, very explosive, as his granite hard cock spurted onto the grass, now dotted white and quite tasty looking.

An earthquake later, Little Red Riding Hood experienced an explosive ecstasy. Then he was still naked on the meadow, ecstatic and grinning blissfully, while Wolf dressed. He then went whistling and satisfied on his way.

Little Red Riding Hood now knew one thing with absolute certainty: he was one hundred percent wolfophile! And if he did not die, then he is still tindering ...