Little Red-Cap

Standing up in her high-heeled sandals, she peeled off the knickers and stepped out of them, then straddled his lap, thrusting her breasts into his face. He required no further encouragement, and soon had her blouse flapping open, her bra pulled down under her breasts and his mouth sucking on her nipples. His beard and moustache brushed roughly against the rest of her boobs, sending shivers through her body. As he shifted his attention to the second tit Red-Cap could feel her nipples erect, and her clit was itching for some attention, so after less than a minute she put her hands on his head and pushed down at the same time as she walked forward, until he leaned back, his ginger head disappeared under her plaid skirt.

She let out a moan as his facial hair meshed into her pubic hair and his big smooth tongue began lapping at her. Reaching up she pinched her nipples and squeezed her breasts as he squeezed her buttocks under her skirt, where his beard was becoming steadily darker as it was soaked with her juices. Once she was fully aroused, Little Red-Cap stepped back, one hand on the woodcutter's broad shoulders and the other holding the edge of her skirt up out of the way, she got onto her knees, and, with his arms around her waist supporting her, she sank slowly down onto him.

Now it was the Woodcutter's turn to gasp, his eyes going wide, as the tightest pussy he'd had since he first met his wife all those years ago clamped around his hefty cock and slid down it, as far as it would go. He found a tender little tongue licking around his lips, and opened his mouth to kiss his newfound lover. Their kiss broke as Red-Cap lifted herself up and then down again in smooth strokes, her breasts bouncing before his eyes as she did so, and letting out small gasps and moans as she felt the big dick slide in and out of her. She'd let the skirt drop now, so neither of them could see the entries, but anyone observing from the rear would have seen her inner lips being pulled out and dragging up the shaft with each upwards movement, leaving a shiny wet trail of juice, as the woodcutter was now holding her skirt up at the back whilst cupping her buttocks.

Faster and faster she bounced, wet sounds coming from their crotches, and he could resist the beautiful tits no longer. Leaning forwards he began devouring them, making the young girl yelp with delight. Eventually she could go back no further, so with his penis still inside her, they moved down on to a flatter area of grass, where he could lie back with his eyes half closed as she fucked away. Now he lifted her skirt to watch the sight of his meat plunging into her black bush, and then looked up at her flushed face, her big brown eyes looking fondly at him, her braids shaking with her movements but her red-cap still in place. She leaned forward now, and let him do the work with upward thrusts of his pelvis, unbuttoning his shirt to kiss his great hairy chest as he did so.

Carefully, they rolled over, with Little Red-Cap now underneath the huge hulk of the Woodcutter, his trousers still around his ankles as he rammed his piece in and out of the petite girl, making her breasts quiver. Her gorgeous legs began to lift up, until her two red high heels were wrapped around his shirt and her knees were level with her breasts, forming a cave with the two sides of his red checked shirt hanging down and his trunk-like arms either side, and allowing him to enter her right up to the point that his balls were slapping into her ass.

Now that both her arms were free, Red-Cap returned to massaging her breasts, gasping and groaning with delight, and then allowed one hand to wonder down to her pussy, creeping through her muff. For a while she was content to feel the thick cock plunging in and out of her slide between her fingers, but as she felt an orgasm building, she started rubbing her clit with a circular motion of her finger as fast as she could. Her moans turned to cries, and she closed her eyes, blind to the big man screwing her.

The noises she made spurred him on to go faster, now leaning on his elbows to make thing easier, his slight bulge of a stomach slamming into hers. Suddenly, Red-Cap's body stiffened and arched under him and began to shudder, and she let out a piercing cry, followed by several gasps and another cry mixed in with them, as a huge climax hit her. The Woodcutter could feel the walls of her cunt contracting around his dick, and he knew that this would set him off, the pressure building unbearably in his ball.

"I'm gonna, cum, I'm gonna cum," he shouted, "I can't cum in you!"

"Cum in my mouth, in my mouth," she replied in gasps. So with a wet pop he pulled out, and just in time, as while he moved around to her face he ejaculated, shooting right up her cleavage and neck. The next one was more directed as he desperately positioned it towards her mouth with his hand, but still sprayed right up her face, over her top lip nose and left eye, almost gluing it closed. Little Red-Cap, still masturbating furiously, took the end in her mouth and sucked, as more semen exploded into her mouth over her swirling tongue. She swallowed as much as she could, but due to the amount spraying out of the fat cock and the fact that she wasn't just concentrating on that meant that she wasn't fast enough, and it soon overflowed to run down her right cheek.

Finally they both relaxed, completely spent, staring at the early evening sky. Then Red-Cap picked up her knickers, wiped herself clean and pulled them back on. Licking the Woodcutter clean as well, they were soon both ready and set off home.

Soon after that, Little Red-Cap married the Woodcutter's son, who worked at night, and moved in with them both. For many years she lived like that, fucking her husband during the day and her father-in-law during the night, until the Woodcutter was too old for that. But unknown even to him, sometimes Red-Cap would go off into the woods and get fucked by the biggest cock of the village: the Wolf. And all four were delighted.

THE END