Kinky Fairy Tales 1-3 Bundle E-Book

Daisy Rose

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

Kinky Fairy Tales 1-3 Bundle

Leseprobe

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Kinky Fairy Tales 1-3 Bundle

Copyright of Daisy Rose

By Daisy Rose

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This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older

Big Black Wolf

(Kinky Fairy Tales 1)

Copyright of Daisy Rose

By Daisy Rose

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This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older

Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, there was a dear girl who was loved by everyone who knew her. Her parents dotted on her, keeping her close to them until she was eighteen years old before letting her venture out into the woods on her own.

This was an important rite of passage for her, since her beloved grandmother lived far into the woods. Her mother and father would always take turns accompanying her to visit her grandmother, which was tedious work as it distracts them from their work. Now that she was old enough, she no longer needed the company and can visit her grandmother more often.

When she was younger, her grandmother gave her a red velvet cap, which she wore wherever she went; hence she was called, 'Little Red Riding Hood', or 'Red' for short.

One day, a few weeks after her eighteenth birthday, her mother called to her and said, "Red, why don't you take some cake and this bottle of wine to visit your grandmother? She's been feeling a little under the weather lately and these will do her good." She placed the said items into a little basket carefully and covered the food and wine with a red cloth. "Quickly set out before the sun comes up so you won't be too hot. Don't run off the path," she continued

"I won't, mother," she assured her mother.

"You know the way, don't you?" her mother asked worriedly, handing her the basket of goodies.

"Of course, mother," Red laughed.

"Take care where you step so you don't fall and break the bottle, else your grandmother will end up with nothing at all. Send your grandmother our love when you see her. Be sure to ask permission before you enter her cottage instead of barging into the door," she advised, knowing that her daughter is very much still a little girl at heart and oftentimes forget her manners.

"I will be fine," she laughed, touching her mother's hand gently to assure her that she could take care of herself.

Her grandmother's house was deep into the woods and isolated from everywhere else at almost a league from the village. Red knew that it would take a good hour before she reached grandmother's house, so she did not try to rush her way there.

The great black wolf followed behind her carefully, keeping his footsteps sound as he did. He need not have bothered, since innocent Red was too preoccupied with her newfound freedom to be much worried about being followed.

When she was half an hour into the path, he decided that she won't have anywhere to run to. He stepped out of the shadows and into her view. Instead of cowering in fear, she looked at him with a confused, naive expression that made him want to ravage her then and there. Yet, he kept himself in check.

"Good morning, little red riding hood," he said with a wicked smile on his face that she mistook for kindness.

"Good morning, wolf."

"Where are you going, so early in the morning?" he asked, his rumbling words making her skin vibrate.

"My grandmother," she answered with a shy smile, squinting to focus her eyes onto the giant naked beast in front of her. His large torso towered over her and when he smiled, his jaw full of teeth confused her greatly, sending a tingling feeling down between her legs.

"What have you got in your basket?" he asked, large paws reaching towards her to flip back the red cloth so he may see what was inside the basket.

She pulled the basket away from his grasp, "These are for my grandmother," she said.

"Your grandmother?" he laughed. "What do you have in it, my dear?"

"Cake and wine," she said. "My poor grandmother is feeling unwell, so mother asked me to bring her some goodies to make her better."

"Where does your grandmother live?" he wanted to know.

"About an hour into the woods," she said with a chirpy smile, "I'm halfway there. Her house is under the three large oak-trees at the bottom of the hill. Surely you've seen it before," she replied.

The wolf smiled wickedly and thought to himself: What an innocent, stupid creature! She will sure taste wonderful... I would much prefer to savor her for the years to come instead of just getting her once and be done with it. I must be careful.

To Red, he said, "Why don't I walk with you? The woods is full of dangerous creatures, I'll keep you safe." When she gasped in fear, he quickly continued, "do not fear, my sweet! Listen to how beautifully the little birds sing. Don't you love the feel of the cool earth beneath your feet, or the sight of the beautiful flowers around us?"

Little Red raised her eyes and saw the sun shining in through the thick woods. The wolf was right about the flowers blooming everywhere. "Perhaps I should bring some flowers to my grandmother," she said out loud.

The wolf grinned, feeling an idea form in his mind. "Why, if it's flowers you want, I know exactly the right place!"

Red's eyes lit up in excitement, "Will you take me there?" she asked.

"Of course," he said with a smile, "but there's something you must do for me before we go there."

"What do I have to do?" she asked, her pretty forehead knitted in confusion.

"Well..." he looked mildly uncomfortable, but just enough so that she will start to question herself.

"What is it?"

"It is a mystical place," he said, "and the flowers there are magical. For you to enter, you will have to be as innocent as the day you were born."

She furrowed her eyebrows confusedly, "I'm not sure what I have to do," she said.

"Well..." his warm furry paw touched her are neck, the simple gesture sending goose bumps all over her. "You'll have to be naked."

"Oh!" she looked scared and unsure.

"It's okay if you don't want to go," he said. "It's just flowers anyways..."

"It's not that!" she quickly said. "I'm just..." her face blushed a soft crimson that made wolf want to take him then and there.

"You don't have to be nervous around me!" he laughed. "I know what would make you feel better!" he declared.

She watched as the wolf's face scrunched up in pain and the fur started disappearing into his skin. It looked as if his whole bone structure was changing, though his skin remained as black as coal. The wolf wrapped his hands around himself and growled, his eyes a bright yellow glow as he shrunk down and started turning more human.

It felt like forever until he looked up and met her eyes, his face entirely human. He was also entirely naked and Red couldn't help but stare at the first man she had ever seen without clothes on. She enjoyed what she was seeing. The man's torso had a soft sheen to it due to the sweat from turning human and he looked as if he could blend into the night easily with her dark skin.

She couldn't help but reach up and touch his skin, feeling the smooth muscles under her hand ripple with power. Her eyes snaked between his legs until she found the hard manhood between them, erect and throbbing with lust.

"There," he said finally, his voice a deep growl, "why don't you take off your clothes too."

Little Red gulped, unsure. "Suppose I could go get some flowers for grandmother," she said, her voice trembling.

"It will only take a little while," he assured, his warm hand reaching over to unhook her cape. It fell onto the soft grass with a quiet thud.

"Does," she gulped, "does everything have to go?"

"Yes," he said, unzipping her shirt and pulling it off. The cold air brushed against her skin and sent shivers down her spine.

She wrapped her arms around herself shyly and tried to cover her breasts from his prying eyes.

He pulled her hands away forcefully until her breasts were naked and in full view. She has never let anyone seen her naked before. Her breaths came up in ragged, short heaves.

"If you cover yourself again, I'm going to have to spank you," he said, letting go of her hands.

"Okay," she breathed, feeling an odd excitement rise up to her throat. She bent down and took her skirt off so that she was completely naked. She avoided Wolf's burning gaze filled with unspoken lust as she folded her clothes and put them in her basket carefully.

"Let's go," he said, holding onto her wrist and pullin [...]