Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

Once upon a time, there was a young woman, who lived with her parents on a small farm by the edge of a forest. Everyone called her Red, because her grandmother, who the girl loved dearly, had given her a red riding hood, that was her favourite piece of clothing and which she wore every day. And also, because her real name translated to something like “Dawn of the Earth Serpent”, which is not only a whole mouthful but also somewhat intimidating. Red blamed her mother, though, who was something of a strange spiritualistic woman and into that sort of thing.

One day, the sun tickled Red’s nose, waking her when it was just getting light. Even though she was already a grown woman, she was still living with her parents, mainly because she couldn’t afford a place of her own and, since they lived somewhat secluded, she also had not met a suitable husband who would take an interest in her. So, she did what she did every morning: Reach over to her nightstand, grab the candle from its holder, run it between her legs and gently, but firmly, insert it between her wet, wide labia.

Oh how she enjoyed those early morning fucks. No one would disturb her giving her ample time to finish while her wet dreams still lingered in her mind, providing her with multiple images to feed upon. The sun shone through her window, feeling warm on her naked skin and giving her brunette pubes a slightly golden glow…

She pushed the candle deep, thinking of the tall, dark stranger of her dreams. No, make that a group of strangers. A whole army. Tall, strange men, chasing her, ripping the clothes off her body, leaving her naked and vulnerable, then taking her hard and forcibly. Oh god, they were all over her, their hands grabbing her small, petite breasts, pulling her legs open, their cocks entering her deep, from the front, the back, her mouth. God, her mouth. She would definitely want one in her mouth.

“Red?” Her mother’s voice from outside her door startled her. Hastily, she hid the candle.

“Y-yes,” she replied squeaking, hoping to sound sleepy.

“Hurry and get up,” was the reply. “You need to go see grandmother today.”

Red sighed. She loved her grandmother, but getting torn prematurely from her early morning masturbation was not a good start for the day. Nonetheless, if she had to go see her, she would need to leave soon since the old woman lived deep in the forest, all by herself. The girl put the candle back into its holder, eyeing it one last time with a sorrowful look, then got out of bed.

She dressed herself in just a simple, lose dress. It was summer after all, and warm, and since she wanted to wear her red riding hood she didn’t want to wear anything hot underneath. When she climbed down from her small bedroom in the attic, her mother handed her a basket filled with cake, a few vegetables and a bottle of wine for grandma. “Now, remember to stay on the path and don’t delay,” said her mother. “Bad things happen to young ladies who don’t listen to their elders and just go wherever they want. Don’t be like that, my little Earth Serpent Dawn.”

Red sighed. She wished her mom would just stop with the pagan stuff already. She hurried to get to the door, mumbling something like “Yes, of course, I’ll be good and go straight to grandma’s, don’t worry” as she put on a pair of sandals and her hood. Then she was ready to go.

Red had wandered for a while on the path through the forest when she finally stopped. The sun was shining so nice and warm, the birds were singing and everything was peaceful and quiet around her, so she decided to take a little break and just enjoy herself and a little clearing just right off the road seemed like the perfect place to rest. The young woman pranced there and just let herself fall down into the soft, green grass, the sun shining into her face and a soft, warm breeze blowing across her body. A familiar urge began to stir within her.

Surely nobody was watching her? This old road was so remote and secluded that she had never encountered a soul in all the times she had visited her grandma, so finally, Red began to disrobe, stripping off her thin, flowing dress and letting it fall to the ground, until she all that remained was her hood. The breeze was blowing softly across her naked body, giving her pleasant goosebumps and Red felt as free and as light as the wind. She spread her legs, and emptied her bladder, still full from her breakfast, enjoying the freedom to just pee wherever she liked and at the same time strangely turned on by the possibility of a stranger watching her.

Glancing around, she reached between her legs where a trickle of piss still ran from her labia, and slid her fingers between her slit, beginning to feel once more, inside of her tingling little hole, itching for the sweet relief that she had been denied earlier in the morning. Her eyes fell on the basket.

Certainly, grandma didn’t need all those vegetables? That one carrot looked like it was just the right size. Red took it out, turning it over and over in her hand, before bringing it up to her mouth. Without taking a bite, she started to suck on the thick, orange stick that got bigger and bigger the farther down her throat she pushed, until finally she took it back out and with a relieved groan, inserted it into her muff. Looking down, she liked the contrast of the orange stub with her bushy brunette pubes, and even more how the rough surface of the carrot was rubbing inside her, reaching deep up her little unfucked twat.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Red stood with her legs spread, fucking herself hard for quite a while until she became frustrated. As nice as the carrot was, it didn’t reach deep enough. With the vegetable plugging her hole, she frantically went through the basket in search of something more suitable and finally just grabbed the bottle. It was smooth and hard and the neck was thick and long. It looked like it could go all the way up her baby chute. Hastily, she sat it on the ground, pulled the carrot out and then squatted down on the cold, hard glass.

It slid up inside her easily, lubricated by her sopping, wet cunt juices. Red would get embarrassingly wet just from thinking about sex, and when she was actually engaged in it, her pussy became a river of differing juices, all flowing together into a big, grand, smelly, slick mix. She began riding the bottle, grabbing her tits and rubbing them hard, moaning loudly. Nobody would be able to hear her for miles around and she felt no shame in yelling her lust out into the wild. Right there, in the forests, she was nothing more than a little bitch in heat, fucking herself as wild and free as any other animal.

Suddenly, she became aware that she did have a stranger watching her after all, for when she turned her head in ecstasy, she saw a lone, grey wolf, standing at the edge of the clearing, quietly eyeing her. When she didn’t show any sign of fear or indeed made any attempt to stop, the large, muscular animal slowly came closer, until his nose began to sniff between her legs. Red shivered, excited from the attention and the prospect of finding an actual mate. “You like my little cunny?” she asked the dog, teasingly. “You want to join in?”

Turning around, Red noticed the wolf’s penis already growing underneath him, thick and red, almost purple, bursting with pride and lust. She bent over and reached underneath him, stroking the large member gently with her hands, before taking the tip into her mouth. The wolf held still and let her pass. Red began to suck on the dog cock eagerly, keeping the bottle lodged inside her and still riding it rhythmically while trying to get the big red dick into her mouth as deep as possible. This was better than she had expected.

Soon, she lost all inhibition, just lusting for more, stronger, harder fucking. She grabbed the sticky carrot again and pushed it up her puckered asshole, making sure to have all her orifices stuffed, while nibbling ferociously on the wolf’s pulsing member. A strange, sharp taste began to fill her mouth when the wolf started ejaculating, only slightly at first, its semen erupting in little spurts. Red swallowed it quickly, but didn’t let up, as she felt there was a much more in there just waiting to come out.

She would not be disappointed. His cock began to swell up and finally shot large, gooey, sticky loads of cum into the young woman’s hungry mouth, making her gag and drool some of it out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin, but gargling and swallowing most of it down. She was the fuck-mare of every wild animal and proud of it. Rolling onto her back in the grass, she let the rest of the wolf’s semen run across her face and tits, rubbing it on her skin and then dozed off, filled and satisfied, her holes still stuffed, the smell of cum in her nose.

When she awoke, the animal was nowhere to be seen, and time had progressed considerably. The sun was already past its zenith and she was growing hungry. With a sigh, she sat up, closing her eyes and enjoying the warm rays of sunlight on her naked skin once more, as she released her hot urine down into the cool, soft grass.

She was still horny and began rubbing her pussy while the warm stream shot out of her slit. She smeared some of her pee across her tits and belly. She loved the smell and the smell of cum which still lingered on her. It seemed to create an intoxicating mixture of unreserved horniness, making her feel free and alive. She loved being out by herself and finally being able to do all the things she always wanted without having to worry about interruptions from her parents.

Longing for yet another thing to fuck herself with, she began to rummage through her basket, discovering a nice, rough cucumber and a thin, hard sausage that her mother had packed, both of which looked like they were just the right size for her. Oh Red, she thought, you’re such a filthy harlot, and your holes are always itching for more, but, oh … does it feel good. Still dripping from pee she started drilling the thick green vegetable into her twat, pushing it deep inside her all the way. It slid in easily from all her wetness and the rough, spotty skin of the cucumber was rubbing against her insides so good, making her feel every little push and drill.

She bent over in the warm, soft grass, sticking her butt up in the air and started to fuck herself with the cucumber fast and deep, while her other hand was just gently playing around with her asshole. Oh, how she longed to get that one filled as well, but for a while she restrained herself, wanting to make the moment last as long as possible. Finally though, she replaced her fingers with the thin, hard sausage and pushed it in hard, forcing her anus open as it entered her. With both holes stuffed once more, she gasped and moaned, without restraint, not caring who would hear her lustful yells in the depths of the forest. And who would? There was no settlement anywhere around here.

Panting and sweating, she fucked herself rhythmically, alternating between the vegetable and the sausage, getting the long thin shaft deep up inside her ass, until she came again, slowly riding it out, her legs shaking until she rolled over and lay on her side in the grass, both holes still plugged deep.

Hungry. She was hungry now, and reached for the basked to satisfy her grumbling belly. Going through its contents she settled on a small slice of cake and an apple. Surely, grandmother wouldn’t miss those and she still had a long way to go. She needed to regain her strength, after all.