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Fucked Up Faerie Tales - Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, in a small town probably not too far from where you live, there was a girl named Rachel. All her friends called her Red, because of her long red hair, which hung straight down her back. Bright green eyes blazed from a slender and adorible face. Legs stretched long, waist was thin and breasts were big. All in all, Red was one of the most attractive young ladies in her town; young being 16. And as with most 16 year olds, Red smoked pot with her friends. To be able to smoke pot, of course, someone would have to venture through the town, to the other side, and visit Gramma’s house. It was on one of these treks, made by Red and Red alone, that she discovered animal sex.

It was a bright sunny afternoon when Red left her home to venture forth in search of bud. Summertime was upon them, so she was clad in merely a bikini top and short skirt, thin thong beneath. Sandals with laces reaching sexily up her legs was the footwear of choice, and long red hair was pulled into a tight pony tail. Red looked hot, and she knew it. A long walk was ahead of Red, nearly 45 minutes one way, and she sighed. Two hours gone, just like that, for the sake of pot. She shook her head and began to jog slowly, sandals making it hard to move faster than very slow. About half way through her walk, she noticed a wooded trail that she speculated to lead to the street before her destination. A short cut! Smile shone brightly on her face as she began to walk more slowly down the new trail. Read the rest of this entry »

I always looked forward to my Wednesday morning routine; it was the one-day in the week I could dedicate to myself. After dropping the kids at school I would go to the gym for my workout then home for a shower & a little pampering.

It was these mornings I would have the time to relax & I would put on my favorite X rated DVD, take out my vibrator & bring myself to a shuddering orgasm whilst laying naked on top of my bed. While i love the sex I have with my husband, this was my time, I felt a little bit naughty but liberated all the same, and “a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do”!

This particular morning I had just begun to caress myself, rubbing my vibrator over my nipples, down my body & on the inside of my thighs, this used to get my juices flowing & I would lightly tingle the tip of the vibrator from down to up, giving my clit the last touch, grrrrr, then I would plunge short then deep into my aching pussy.

Nelson, our 2-year-old black Labrador had come into the room & after putting him out once, when he nosed the door open the second time, I was too close to orgasm to stop! I finished with the vibrator & eyes closed, lay there catching my breath. I slid my legs off the side of the bed & was about to stand when I felt Nelson’s breath down there then the gentle nuzzling & licking. I let him do this for what seemed like a split second before I thought to push him away & hissed at him to get out.

All that day I couldn’t help feeling naughty but realized that “gee, that felt pretty good”. I began my next Wednesday bedroom routine with Nelson in the room, he didn’t want to go out so I thought what the hell, I will give him a show! I hung my legs over the edge of the bed & let my vibrator do its work, it wasn’t long before Nelson got the idea & came up between my legs & started to lick me in short quick strokes. With the vibrator dancing on my clit & Nelson licking my dripping pussy it took no time at all for me to come, buckling forward in a shuddering orgasm. I pushed Nelson away so I could recover, & noticed him humping mid air! He really did get the idea!

I started to use Nelson in my routine more regularly & boy he was good, as he started to get more used to it he would often jump up on me humping like mad, I never thought about ever really letting him penetrate me as that would be “weird & dirty”, but the more we did the licking routine he would jump up & his hard cock would stab me wildly all around my pussy & ass.

Finally I though if he “accidentally” got it in me I would know that it wasn’t right & could stop wondering what it might be like. He was up on the bed with his front legs, humping madly at me, so I reached down & grabbed his raging cock & simply put it “in the spot”, well there was no taking it easy, he pushed hard & fast as deep as he could! I knew this was wrong & it shouldn’t feel good, but god, as he thrust into me at a hundred miles an hour I could feel a monster orgasm coming on. I came & came like I hadn’t for a long time.

Nelson hasn’t tied with me yet & now I feel like I would like to go the whole way with him, let him put his knot into me. I have started to do some research on the Internet & have found that there are lots of girls like me. I have found some great sites with tips & suggestions and really feel like I need help in training Nelson to get it right. I would love for my husband to be able to share in this experience but just don’t know how he would cope with the site of his “best friend” puffing & panting while bringing his wife to orgasm. Maybe I should just “let sleeping dogs lie” & keep this my little secret, something for me to look forward to for my Wednesday in!

I am Usha, a young Indian girl. I have had a sheltered life till my 18th year. My parents died when I was 3 years old. My grandmother brought me up in a village some 200 kilometers from Chennai. When this story opens, we had moved to Chennai. My grandmother was a teacher in a school and she had classes throughout the day. This left me free to do as I pleased, provided I remained at home. Sarala, a thirteen year old servant maid was my companion.

One day Sarala came to work carrying a young baby some 18 months old. It was Ram, the son of a visitor to her neighbor’s house. It was quite friendly and not shy of newcomers. I spent time playing with the child. After sometime I went to take a bath. While taking bath, I heard the child cry suddenly. It had fallen down while running about. Sarala took it up and started comforting it. As I came out all was quiet. I was just drying my hair as I came to the place where Sarala was sitting with the child in her lap. She didn’t see me approaching. What I saw was just amazing. She had nestled the child in her arms. She had taken the left breast out and was feeding the child! The child was busy sucking at the nipple that was held up by Sarala between her first and middle fingers. It had latched on firmly to the nipple and was doing vigorous sucking. The cheeks were hollowed indicating forceful sucking. Its white teeth flashed now and then and were a good contrast against Sarala’s jet-black nipple. The child appeared to be making a generous use of its teeth on Sarala’s nipple while chewing it. The room was quiet except for the vigorous suction noise produced by the child’s mouth. The girl had closed the eyes and was enjoying the feeling of being sucked. At times she winced as the child’s sharp teeth sank into her marble-hard nipple in the course of its chewing. But then she made no attempt to stop the suckling process. After a few minutes, she just got hold of her right breast, applied a syrupy paste to her right nipple and was rubbing it against the corners of the child’s mouth. The nipple was shining in sun-light and was quivering with the girl’s excitement about what was going to happen to it. The child promptly switched breast and continued its business with a single track mind. The suction was with such a force that nearly a quarter of the breast vanished between the ravenous lips and teeth of the child.

I was just watching. After 10 minutes of sucking both her nipples showed bite marks on them and they were angry red in color. They were coated with thick saliva and were quite raw. I was sure the girl will have trouble putting on her blouse, as the nipples that were sucked so viciously would then rub against the cloth. The girl did not see me watching her. Suddenly the phone rang and I went to the hall to answer it. It was Sarala’s mother Saraswathi. She wanted her to come to her immediately. I conveyed this message to Sarala, who had removed the child from her breast in the meantime and buttoned up her blouse. She requested me to look after the baby, who was sleeping. She would be back in a few hours time. I assured her that I would look after the child. Now I was alone in the house with the child and I sat down to watch the program in the TV. After 10 minutes the child woke up and came to me. It sat on my lap. I just cuddled it against my chest and continued watching the TV. From the corner of my eyes I noticed that the child was throwing covetous glances at my breasts and licking its lips. I pretended not to notice and was watching the TV. Slowly the child extended its fingers and was touching my right breast and was searching the nipple. I felt terrific. It then pushed its face against my chest. I said nothing and was keeping quiet as if nothing was happening. But my heart was beating in a fast rhythm as I was excited by what was going to come. The child’s lips brushed against my nipples covered by bra and blouse. Even with that cover the child could feel my nipples growing hard and sticking out. It quietly opened its mouth and imprisoned my right nipple, blouse and all. Its saliva started wetting my blouse covering the breast and the nipple could now be made out. The child was sucking and chewing it vigorously in spite of the blouse cover. My excitement grew. I took my right hand to my back, just unhooked my bra, unhooked my blouse, cradled the child’s head in my arms and pressed my nipple to its lips. It looked at me for a moment and without further ado opened its mouth and sucked in my entire areola along with the nipple and started to suck. I looked down and saw the child’s mouth working furiously on my nipple. It had closed its eyes in bliss. My nipple under suction hardened to a marble and was chewed on in a relentless manner by the child. Read the rest of this entry »

I am 53 years old woman and divorced for fifteen years from a man that I loved but couldn’t stop fucking around on. He always wanted more sex than I gave him and yet I had to go out and get strange men to screw. My shrink told me it was my insecurity with myself that made me do that but in the meantime my great husband left me, remarried, and was very happy. About a year ago his wife died unexpectedly and I went from Arizona to Washington DC to the funeral and to tell him how sad I was for him. What I hoped down deep was to renew our relationship. He invited me and our children to stay at his huge house during the funeral time and when the kids left, I made an excuse to go see someone I knew not to far from him and asked if I could stay with him for a few days when I got back from my friends and before my flight back to Phoenix.

I put a full court press on him to get him to want me to stay with him. Although he was still very sad from what had happened, he had not had any sex in a while and he was horny. I was really counting on this. We had a few drinks about noon time and to cut to the chase, I was giving him the best blow job I knew how, soon after our third drink. I know he loved getting sucked and so I wouldn’t let his cock get out of my mouth. He ended up cumming again, before I let go and I was pretty sure I had got to him. He asked me to stay for a few more days and he agreed to pay for any extra my delay might cost.

He did lay down a few ground rules for my stay. He might want to call a few of his men friends over for some drinks and I was to be the entertainment. I didn’t let on how turned on this made me but reluctantly agreed to his terms. Also, he wanted me to take on three men at a time, meaning that I would be taking a cock up my ass as well as sucking and fucking. When we were married that was a no-no for me. We tried it and it hurt. He told me I had no choice and he would help loosen me up. After giving me an enema to clean me out, he got a nice smelling lotion and put it all over my ass and his hands and tried one, then two, then three fingers in and out of my ass. He then put in four fingers and was opening me so that he could almost put his whole hand up my bottom. I guess I had gotten loose in my old age and I didn’t mind what he was doing. In fact, I was getting hot and started to rub my clit as he fingered my backside and I had a nice quiet orgasm. He replaced his fingers with his fat cock and took my ass cherry some thirty three years after he took my pussy cherry! Now I was ready for anything. He reminded me that he would always consider me a slut after what I did to him and would treat me accordingly. I didn’t tell him but being treated that way was just what I wanted. Read the rest of this entry »

Hi I am going to tell you about my life growing up from the age of twelve years old to present time.

My family consists of my father and mother and a sister who was four years older. We shared the same bedroom so had very few secrets between us. Her name was Susan but every one called her Sue.

I didn’t know much about sex until I had my first period and my mother told me about the birds and the bees and to be careful around boys as they would want to screw me.

A few weeks after my first perion I came home from school early one afternoon and my mother was not home and as I was about to enter my bedroom I noticed thru the crack in the door and stopped and was surprised to see Sue laying on her bed with her legs pulled up and spread wide apart and she was moving a candle in and out of her slit. I was so surprised and just stood there watching her until she started raising her hips and was pushing the candle farther and farther in to her slit and then she sort of shuddered and shook and then lay there resting and then she pulled the candle out of he slit.

I didn’t want her to know that I had seen her pleasure herself so quietly went into the bathroom and shut the door. I waited a few minutes and then came out and went into the bedroom where my sistr was changing clothes. I didn’t tell her I had seen her pleasuring herself.

After Sue left I found the candle she had used to stick in her slit and took off my panties and lay on my bed and started shoving the candle in to my slit. After I had about an inch into my slit it hurt and wondered how Sue could have gotten so much in her slit. I kept working the candle in and out of my slit and it felt very good and I guess I got too excited and shoved too much of the cnadle into my slit and I hurt my self and pulled the candle out nd there was blood on it. I was scared that I had injured my self but was too ashamed to ask my mother or Sue.

It was a few weeks before Sue and I were in our room watching the TV when I asked her about sex. Sue said are you sure you want to know. I told her yes and she got in a drawer and under her clothes she handed me a book and said read this and you will know all you need to know about sex.

I started reading the book and it explained all about sex and the diseases and child birth. Well I guess I got a little excited and started rubbing my slit thru my panties. Sue noticed me rubbing my slit and said why don’t you take your panties off and I will show you how good it feels. Read the rest of this entry »

I am 53 years old woman and divorced for fifteen years from a man that I loved but couldn’t stop fucking around on. He always wanted more sex than I gave him and yet I had to go out and get strange men to screw. My shrink told me it was my insecurity with myself that made me do that but in the meantime my great husband left me, remarried, and was very happy. About a year ago his wife died unexpectedly and I went from Arizona to Washington DC to the funeral and to tell him how sad I was for him. What I hoped down deep was to renew our relationship. He invited me and our children to stay at his huge house during the funeral time and when the kids left, I made an excuse to go see someone I knew not to far from him and asked if I could stay with him for a few days when I got back from my friends and before my flight back to Phoenix.

I put a full court press on him to get him to want me to stay with him. Although he was still very sad from what had happened, he had not had any sex in a while and he was horny. I was really counting on this. We had a few drinks about noon time and to cut to the chase, I was giving him the best blow job I knew how, soon after our third drink. I know he loved getting sucked and so I wouldn’t let his cock get out of my mouth. He ended up cumming again, before I let go and I was pretty sure I had got to him. He asked me to stay for a few more days and he agreed to pay for any extra my delay might cost.

He did lay down a few ground rules for my stay. He might want to call a few of his men friends over for some drinks and I was to be the entertainment. I didn’t let on how turned on this made me but reluctantly agreed to his terms. Also, he wanted me to take on three men at a time, meaning that I would be taking a cock up my ass as well as sucking and fucking. When we were married that was a no-no for me. We tried it and it hurt. He told me I had no choice and he would help loosen me up. After giving me an enema to clean me out, he got a nice smelling lotion and put it all over my ass and his hands and tried one, then two, then three fingers in and out of my ass. He then put in four fingers and was opening me so that he could almost put his whole hand up my bottom. I guess I had gotten loose in my old age and I didn’t mind what he was doing. In fact, I was getting hot and started to rub my clit as he fingered my backside and I had a nice quiet orgasm. He replaced his fingers with his fat cock and took my ass cherry some thirty three years after he took my pussy cherry! Now I was ready for anything. He reminded me that he would always consider me a slut after what I did to him and would treat me accordingly. I didn’t tell him but being treated that way was just what I wanted.

As we were fucking that night with him on top, slowly sliding in and out, we started to talk sex stuff like we used to and get each other hot. He reminded me of the time I told him about having a big male dog lick my eighteen year old pussy until I had my first orgasm and then having the dog do it on a regular basis. The dog started to want to fuck me but I was afraid to let him. When we were married we always said that when the kids were gone, we would get a big male dog and he would help me get doggy fucked. He wanted to get a dog now and resume our fantasy. I told him that I would have to stay a lot longer than a week for that to happen and he agreed. So I was now in a position of being the sex slut for his friends and a big dog. I was so excited I was aroused all the time. Read the rest of this entry »

Kristine was glad that the mad real estate boom that had swept up the coast has skipped her little island. Since she and her husband bought the cottage twenty years ago she had looked at the island as hers and she was the self appointed guardian of it. The development that had carved up the coastal properties on the mainland made little progress thanks to her and her husband’s money.

At 40 Kris was still drop dead gorgeous with looks that just didn’t age. At 5′5 she weighed scarcely 100 pounds, still had golden blonde hair, deep blue eyes, a perfect ass, and even here tits were still perfectly firm B-cups. She worked out religiously and had a tummy you could bounce a quarter off of. She always got a kick out of dropping by her daughter’s high school and watching all those 18 year old boys drool and she always chuckled when she heard some boy mumble MILF under his breath as she walked by.

Today was going to be hot, even on the island. Kris awoke late, but seeing as she was the only one in the cottage now there wasn’t the urgency to get out the door. For twenty years Kris has risen early and snuck off for a swim whenever she could. The cool morning skinny dip was her moment’s peace and even if it was only five or ten minutes it kept her spirits up for the rest of the day. Since her daughter had left for college last month and her husband was going to be in the city for the rest of the month, Kris decided that this August she was going to enjoy herself and stop caring about everyone else around her. Kris even told all her therapy clients that she was going to be gone for the month so don’t call her, she never could figure out why her clients just couldn’t get it together like she could.

Kris grabbed a towel and a few things and struck out down the path to her beach, secure in knowing that everything was in place. She gave a quick look around to make sure there were no lurking kayakers (there were a few on the island, but they steered clear of Kris the bitch ), dropped her towel and clothes and headed for the surf. Read the rest of this entry »

The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem strange for most young teens who would rather be gallivanting without their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their attraction for each other was in no small part due to their well- to-do parents who were always away, usually at their respective offices making more money. For years they had had private schooling, nannies galore and all of the other niceties that comes to the upper crust. They had the requisite pets, a Dane, a newly-acquired pointer, a nice home and secluded pool. They never lacked for anything.

For all of their silver spoons, Sue and Alice were neat kids. Nicer ones you couldn’t imagine, no presumptuousness, no smugness, nothing like that, just nice kids. Hard to believe, huh?

Well, that’s not all. Although they weren’t the stunning, teeny-bopper, movie starlets, they were good looking. They were similar, both about five-two, nicely proportioned, with trim, but not athletic, bodies. The single year between them didn’t show, to Sue’s chagrin. They both had sweet oval faces, halloed by soft, lush brown hair flowing over their shoulders and cascading down their flawless, lightly tanned backs. Read the rest of this entry »

Alice slowly crawled up next to Sue to snuggle. “That was so wonderful, wasn’t it?” see purred. “Yes. What we have been missing. Never again.” They dozed peacefully for a long time. Finally, Alice stirred, rolled over and stretched. “You know, I’m hungry. You stay here and I’ll dig something up.” She glanced at the clock on her way to the bathroom. “Wow! Do you know it is after 3? No wonder I’m starved.” Sue continued to nap with a satisfied smile on her face. Her dreams were wonderful. She awaken when Alice returned. “I ordered some Chinese carry out. They’ll deliver. I couldn’t see fixing anything in the shape I’m in. I’m going to take a shower. Toodles.” Sue rose and headed to the bathroom, too. “Care if I accompany you?” “OK, but no hanky-panky. I don’t know if I could stand any more.” “I could.” “You are a regular nymphomaniac, aren’t you?” “No, I just have a new, how shall I say it, ‘toy.’ Why not take advantage of a good thing?” After a while Alice leaned over to turned on the water. Sue couldn’t resist. “Ooooohhhh.” Alice cried. “Don’t do that. At least wait until I get out. Maybe we could fool around some more then.” Alice stepped in and lathered up. “Do you need any help?” Sue offered. “I’d love to get in there with you.” Just as Sue finished her “chore” she glided over to the shower, intent on joining. “Ringggggg” Read the rest of this entry »

Betty dropped down between Kathy’s legs. She was as hot as hell from listening to the talk about big horse cocks, from the mental pictures of Kathy sucking and fucking, and from looking at Kathy’s big naked body. Kathy was all of five-eleven and her hundred and forty pounds were perfectly distributed over her large frame. Knowing that Julie and Peggy were eager to get down on the animals, and that Kathy was eager for some cuntlapping, Betty didn’t do any inner-thigh kissing or licking; nor did she take the time to feast upon the big tits. She figured that she’d be able to experience all the delights with the shapely redhead in the near future, maybe even while sharing her with Rod, so she went directly to the source of her pleasure - and Kathy’s. Read the rest of this entry »

I was reluctant to write further on what happened the weekend we watched my cousin’s camp and his dog. My wife did not want anyone to find out what had happened and how the dog had pinned her under a wicker table and fucked her with his 10″ dick.

The next day, after we were up and had breakfast, the day was turning out to be a hot one. As we were putting in our swimwear, my wife gasped and said oops, look at that. I leaned over and looked at her nice brown pussy, here some of the dog’s cum was leaking out from the night before and was hanging between her pussy lips and her leg. She quickly cleaned it off and said she hoped that was the rest of it. She said she had to get up four times in the night and clean the dog cum leaking from her. She said it was at least three times as much cum as I deposit in her. Read the rest of this entry »

PART I

I have just purchased Kato, my new doggie. He has been trained by the best zoo trainers around, so he knows what to do to my pussy & your dick & does it like a champ. I have just washed Kato’s nice pink popper, making sure it is very clean for me & you. No nasty stuff or surprises when we take him in the mouth. He has already started to get hard because of the manipulation. I get naked & get out the peanut butter. Kato loves peanut butter! I smear some on my breasts, pussy & ass. Kato is so excited, he knows that he is going to get to cum all over, multiple times, get his dick sucked & pump it into my pussy today. He doesn’t know where to start, so you start with my breasts, eating the peanut butter off my nipples, licking & sucking on them, making my nipples get bigger & harder, like marbles. Kato starts on my pussy, as i lay on the blanket with my legs spread open wide. i have a pillow under my rather large butt so as to give Kato better access to my wet pussy. Read the rest of this entry »