Little Red Riding Hood 
                         (c) 1991 The Werewolf!


     We've all heard the story of Little Red Riding Hood and her
  unfortunate encounter with the wolf. Now, we know that wolves aren't
  the evil creatures that those silly old tales made them out to be,
  and there is good reason to believe that the original version of
  Little Red was somewhat different than our modern tale of sadism and
  revenge.
     So, without further ado, I'd like to tell you the corrected
  version of Little Red as inspired by the Swedish author Annakarin
  Svedburg.
     In a small town in northern Sweden, there was a young woman named
  Angie but was known as "Red" because of a red shawl and hood she wore
  when walking.. Angie was a beautiful girl and as such, her parents
  did everything they could to keep her away from the boys in the town.
  As she grew older, she knew that there was something her parents
  weren't telling her and she was determined to find out.
     Aways out of the town, on an acreage deep in the woods, an older
  woman who everyone called "Granny", but who really wasn't that old,
  kept a small farm with a few animals and a well kept garden. Angie
  loved to visit the woman who would tell her magnificent stories of
  the large cities she had seen on her many travels before settling
  down to her little farm.
     Eventually, Angie decided to ask Granny about the boys and what it
  was that her parents were hiding from her. Granny, who was wise in
  the ways of the world, proceeded to explain all about sex and love.
  Within a few visits, Angie and Granny were enjoying each other's
  company in a far more intimate way.
     Now, Granny had another special friend - a Woodcutter named
  Bjorne, who visited her every time he came down through the town. He
  was due for a visit sometime soon and she was quite excited. Bjorne
  was a massive man and could make love for hours on end with a shaft
  that was like a log.
     Red was putting a basket together filled with preserves and fruit
  for Granny. As she left, she called to her mother "I'm going to visit
  Granny, mother... I'll be back later. " "Oh Red, " her mother called
  back wistfully, "you spend so much time with that woman... " "Ohhhh
  mother... She's just a friend" called back Red and let the door close
  behind her. She quickly walked to the edge of town and followed the
  path into the woods. As she thought of the games that she and Granny
  would play, she could feel herself moisten and grow warm.
     Deep in the woods, a very handsome wolf prowled. His sleek body
  covered in thick, rich, grey fur slid in and out of the shadows. He
  wasn't hungry for food... but for something much more delicious.
     As he moved through the brush, a scent caught his attention. He
  tasted it and crept closer to its source. He peeked out and spied Red
  walking along the path deep in fantasy. He flowed out of the wood and
  trotted to her side.
     "Beautiful lady, " he said to her, "what is your name? "
     "Most people call me Red, " she replied to the wolf.
     "Ah Red... You are truely wonderful, " said the wolf as he rubbed
  his hips against her. He circled her gently bumping her with his tail
  or his hips. Her scent was making his heart pound and his shaft swell
  within its sheath.
     "You are too kind, sir wolf, but I cannot stay to talk to you... I
  must go to visit Granny" she said to the excited animal.
     "Granny... " the wolf thought to himself. He'd heard of this
  woman... she was a strange human who lived alone. He'd heard that she
  sometimes entertained animals as well as humans. Well... here was a
  way to get two birds with one... well, perhaps not a stone, but as he
  walked, he knew it would soon be as hard as a stone.
     He knew that at the pace she was walking, she would be some time
  getting to Granny's place and he knew a faster way throu gh the
  woods. He took of like a shot and within a few minutes arrived at
  Granny's door.
     Rearing up, the wolf pawed and scratched at her door. She opened
  it to see a large handsome wolf balancing itself against her door
  frame. Looking down, she saw his erect shaft swinging as it poked out
  of it's furry sheath.
     "Ah... A wolf at the door. Now what could you want, " she said
  coyly.
     "Granny, I have fallen in love with Red and she will not even look
  at me. I beg of you, help me. " said the wolf.
     "Oh my, young wolf. Do come in then. "
     She led the wolf to her bed and coaxed him onto it. As they talked
  she rubbed his great head and moved her hand down through the
  luxurious fur of his chest. She gathered him into her lap and slowly
  started carressing the stiff, slick shaft making the wolf thrust into
  her hand and groan.
     She cupped his large balls in her hand. "My, my, wolfie, this will
  never do. You're as full as a dam about to break. " She continued
  touching and stroking the overheated animal. Suddenly, she stood and
  removed her clothes. She knelt next to the bed and asked the wolf to
  mount.
     "No... I want to wait for Red, " he replied, panting with
  excitement.
     "Now, don't be a silly dog... you'll have plenty left for her and
  I think I know how you two can get together. "
     The wolf yelped in happiness an lept from the bed, his thick shaft
  bouncing under him. He quickly mounted Granny and began trying to
  enter her. Granny reached back and guided the swollen, slick member
  into her hot opening. The wolf began a desperate thrusting into the
  woman. He had not mated in a long time and the sensation of his heavy
  balls swinging and bumping and his long shaft sliding over the
  woman's woman's cool vagina was too much for him. He felt his knot
  swell and thrust hard into the woman. She cried out as the knot
  entered her vagina. The wolf began rubbing his shaggy head against
  her back and whined as he spewed thick streams of lupine semen into
  her.
     They stayed together for a few minutes as he emptied more come
  into her, then pulled out to lay on the floor, dazed and panting.
  Granny quickly cleaned up the mess and told the wolf to climb into
  bed. She put a night hat on him and told him to lay on his back. She
  tucked the sheets under his chin and told him to wait.
     A moment later, there was a knock on the door. Granny got up and
  pulled a robe around her. She opened the door to let in Red and took
  her aside.
     "Red, " I have a special guest visiting with us and I think you
  two should meet. She led the woman to the bed.
     "Oh Granny, what big ears she has... "
     "The better to listen to you... " said Granny.
     "Oh Granny, what big eyes she has... "
     "The better to look at you... " said Granny.
     "Oh Granny, what a big tongue she has... "
     "The better to give you pleasure... " said Granny.
     Red noticed that down between the guest's raised knees, there was
  something large poking against the sheets. She gripped the blankets
  and pulled them away... "Oh! Granny.... what a big cock she... I mean
  he has. "
     Red reached out and gently touched the wolf's stiffening cock.
  Just being near her, smelling her, had gotten him hard again.
  "Granny, this is a wolf... but he is cute. "
     "He is cute, but he's pretty good in bed, " she said as she let
  the robe fall. Red quickly removed her clothes and climbed into bed
  with Granny and the wolf. Granny showed her everything about pleasing
  a male and showed the wolf the secrets of pleasing a woman. His long,
  flat tongue brought her to delicious orgasm as it rasped over her
  clit and snaked into her hot tunnel. She gently stroked the throbbing
  member and took it into her mouth.
     Eventually, the wolf ended up on his back as Red straddled his
  hips and took his now painfully erect cock into herself. She felt the
  slick wetness of the lupine member as it spread her lips open and
  pressed its way in. The wolf groaned and writhed beneath her as he
  tried to thrust into her. Granny put her arm around the ecstatic
  animal and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his muzzle. She could
  see directly into his happy, amber eyes as their tongues entwined.
  Red began lifting herself, sliding him out until just his head
  remained within her, then plunging down taking his entire maleness as
  deeply into her as she could go. With each stroke, the animal whined
  and arched.
     They touched, stroked and thrusted as one writhing passionate
  beast until Red felt the first flash of orgasm began to flare within
  her. She gripped the wolf's thick fur and leaned onto him, working
  her rear faster and faster over the massively swollen cock. Granny
  held the straining wolf, his mouth wide exposing his sharp white
  teeth as his tongue dangled out, dripping saliva onto his ruff. His
  breathing was laboured as he climbed to his own orgasm.
     Suddenly, Red slammed down on the animal's cock and squeezed her
  vagina around the thick slab. The wolf's eyes opened wide and a long,
  tortured howl escaped his muzzle as orgasm pounded him again and
  again. The two lovers were held in their passions as their bodies
  released the pent up tension of the their furious love making.
     Red fell forward onto the gasping, panting wolf and put her arms
  around him as his shrinking member spilled more wolf seed into her
  aching vagina.
     The three tired lovers gathered themselves together and lay,
  resting on the bed as Bjorne, Granny's lover, made his way up the
  path from a week's trapping and hunting in the woods. Granny didn't
  approve of his hunting, but he was charming in a baroque sort of way
  and his old world charms had won her heart. He was such a pleasure to
  be be around, so honest as compared to the slyboots she'd met in the
  big cities.
     Bjorne approched the small farmhouse and as he passed the bedroom
  window just before the door, he glanced in and saw his beloved and
  her friend naked! and between them a wolf! He could see the wolf's
  erection poking out of the grey furred sheath as the slumbering
  animal re-lived his wonderful experience in his dreams. The two women
  were clearly under the spell of this hideous beast who had taken his
  vile advantages up on these two dear ladies.
     Bjorne, with years of woodland stealth, slipped into the house and
  to the side of the bed where the three lay. His anger was filling his
  mouth with sour bile. He raised his rifle and pointed it at the wolf
  who was still happily asleep. Suddenly, Red woke with a quiet,
  startled -"Oh! ".
     "I have come to save you from that horrible creature... " the
  hunter whispered.
     "Save me? From him? Please... don't bother. " Red whispered back,
  not wanting to wake the wolf and Granny. "In fact, I wish I could
  find a dozen dozen more like him! "
     "The beast has you in his spell... " hissed the hunter, and once
  more raised his rifle.
     "You are out of your mind. " she hissed back and tried to pull the
  gun away, sliding to the floor.
     Her weight caught the hunter off balance, toppling him on top of
  the hapless Red, the rifle skittering across the floor. With the
  hunter on top of her naked body, Red found that the huge, powerful
  male body was suprisingly arousing. It seemed that she was having the
  same effect on the hunter... she could feel something firm pressing
  through his pants against her belly.
     His ear was right next to her mouth. "Why do you want to kill the
  wolf? " she whispered.
     "Why? " he asked incredulously. "WHY? That furry bastard raped you
  and Marie. "
     "Raped! You don't know what you're talking about... He never raped
  anyone... Hell, we almost raped HIM... " she giggled.
     On the bed above the wolf groaned in his sleep and rolled over and
  into Granny's arms. She reflexively put her arms around the furry
  body and the two fell silent again.
     "You mean Granny wanted him to have his way with her? " Bjorne was
  crest fallen. Red sensed his sadness. "My poor hunter... if only you
  weren't so quick to kill the wolf. " she said.
     "Why? " replied Bjorne.
     "Well, you are a handsome bear of a man... but I could never lay
  with a man who liked to kill. " she said.
     "But... But... I only kill to eat... Even the wolf does that... "
  he stammered. The thought of laying with Red, now that his lover had
  shown herself to be fickle, was thrilling - he did not want to lose
  such a rare chance.
     "You were going to kill him just because we'd lain together. " Red
  said angrily.
     "I'm sorry. I'm truely sorry... it was wrong of me. Please Please
  forgive me. " Bjorne whispered.
     "So... you won't hurt the wolf? " Red asked coyly.
     "I promise. "
     Red helped Bjorne out of his clothes and within minutes, she had
  him in place and guided his large shaft into her vulva. It was very
  different from the wolf dryer, cooler... but much thicker. His
  thrusting and grunting delighted her as she felt herself rise to an
  orgasm. Bjorne gripped her hard as his thrusting became hard and
  driving. The wolf has not been so forceful as this man.
     She felt a fire within her as Bjorne thrust deep into her and
  climaxed, his face a tight mask of tension released. He thrust
  quickly again, playing his cock within her like a bow over a violin
  until she too came hard like a pure, musical tone.
     They fell back to the floor, dazed in the after-glow of their
  intense orgasms and rolled together so that Red lay atop the husky
  hunter.
     The wolf had just awoken and lept to the floor. He saw the woman
  he loved so laying there... he moved his muzzle to her opening and
  began licking but noticed the odd taste. It was then that the cobwebs
  of sleep left him and he realised that there was someone UNDER Red.
  UNDER Red. He felt a momentary sadness which gave way to happiness
  when he realised that there was a fourth in their little game.
     He returned to licking both Red's stretched opening and the firm
  cock plunged within. Suddenly, the hunter shouted out and sat up,
  rolling Red to the floor. "You furry swine! How DARE you touch me
  there! "
     The wolf seemed surprised by this treatment and simply huffed. "As
  you wish, " he said and trotted back to Granny and began a gentle
  licking of her mound. The hunter was incensed. He jumped to his feet
  and threw himself at the wolf.
     As he moved, he tripped over his pants and the rifle he had left
  on the ground. He fell heavily across the wolf, stopping his fall by
  catching the bed, but not before his cock, still firm from the
  licking of the wolf's tongue and the sweet, tight, wetness of Red's
  cunt, caught the wolf just under his tail.
     The wolf howled as the hunter's shaft plunged into his tight anus.
  Before the hunter could gather his wits, he was betrayed by his body.
  The soft fur touching his thighs and the tight heat of the wolf's
  rear made him a little crazy and as he tried to slide it out, the
  pleasure forced him to thrust it back in.
     Once the wolf had adapted to the unexpected entry, he settled down
  and realised how good it felt. As the hunter started moving his penis
  in and out of the wolf, a warm, tingly pleasure started to flow
  through the wolf's loins. He began thrusting back against the hunter.
  Granny sat up and caressed the wolf's face and then spread her legs
  so the wolf could continue pleasuring her with his soft, velvet
  tongue.
     Red, feeling left out, knelt at the side of the humping hunter and
  kissed him, stroking the heavy ball sac between the straining legs of
  the man. She then moved to the wolf and laying to her side, she began
  stroking the thickening, red staff and took it into her mouth. The
  wolf gave a wuffing groan as he was assaulted from behind and
  below... the pleasure was incredible. He gave a long howl of pleasure
  as he climaxed into Red's mouth. A moment later, the hunter climaxed
  into his furry rear.
     The moment was total chaos. The hunter, drained, yanked his cock
  from the wolf's rear and grabbed for his gun. The wolf, surprised by
  this man who's spunk was wetting the fur of his rear and the insides
  of his thighs as it ran of his thighs as it ran down, lept onto the
  bed and began growling.
     Granny and Red lept at Bjorne and a moment later the wolf joined
  in and the four of them rolled abount the ground. The wolf snapped
  and bit at the hunter while Red tried wrestle the rifle from the
  large man's grip. As they rolled about, the hunter landed upon his
  back with the wolf astride him. The sensation of the wolf's teeth on
  his shoulder, the soft fur on his belly and that thick sheathed cock
  pressed against him sent a wave of fire through him. The touch of the
  naked women, their soft breasts and their voices, so fearful, filled
  him with shame.
     "Wait... wait!!! Please stop... " They stopped for a second and
  Red managed to pry the rifle away. "I'm sorry, I don't want to fight
  you... I don't want to kill the wolf. I only want want to make love
  to all of you... "
     "How can we trust you... " Granny said.
     "Take my gun... throw it into the well. I will never be able to
  hunt again now that the wolf has had his way with me. " he said.
     Granny pulled a sheet around herself and took the rifle to the
  well and threw it down. There was a long silence then a loud crash as
  it hit the deep bottom. As she returned she heard the hunter say,
  "Wolf! Look! I have a big cock please try it... " as he grasped the
  wolf's head and guided that sleek muzzle between his legs to the
  hardening shaft... The wolf's mouth opened then closed around the
  hunter's cock and large it was...
     And that's the real story of Red and Granny and how the big bad
  hunter was saved by the wolf.