*Bonus, the idea that hit me while I was writing Abandoned with the Enemy and Isabelle and Mr Bête.
A naughty little version of the well-known fairy tale of three little pigs.
*Literotica rules apply.
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It was a warm, sunny day when Zoë decided to take a swim at the pond in the forest. She grabbed her towel and picnic basket and headed out, humming a song that was stuck in her head.
At the pond, a large and clear U-shaped one which was perfect for cooling off in the summer, she put down her towel and basket and took off her summer dress and underwear, then untied her long, blonde hair. She stepped into the cool water and stared at her reflection for a while.
She was glad to have a secluded place to swim, ashamed of her pink, plump body. Even though it was normal for a pig, she often thought about how some had been able to gain a slender body and become models and attract handsome men while she had only known joking remarks until now.
Putting those depressing thoughts away she aimed to have a relaxing swim today and enjoy the latest romance novel she had bought.
A satisfying hum escaped her as she let herself float on her back into the water. The cool embrace and silence made her forget about everything for a while. She took deep breaths of the refreshing forest air. Remembering there were blueberry bushes on one side of the pond, she swam lazily towards them to collect some to eat while reading.
She stepped out of the water and found the large bushes full of berries. She reached out for them, heard a rustle to the side and a large, dark wolf appeared out of the bushes, his hands full of berries.
He stopped as he gazed at her in surprise. Her heart stopped at the sight of the naked deadly predator. His eyes went down slowly down to her big breasts, her plump belly, firm thighs and stopped for a moment at the blonde patch between them. She could feel his stare burn across her skin, see his muscles twitch and his dick grow in size. He bared his fangs in a hungry smile.
Her whole body turned to ice at the fright welling up inside her. He growled softly and took a step towards her before her instinct took over and she ran away squealing.
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She had run without looking back, her heart beating fast and hard in her chest, her eyes focussed on the path home and her house. She ran inside the back door and grabbed the kitchen table, trying to catch her breath. She realised she had left her things behind and started crying. The one place she could enjoy herself in the open, and a wolf had appeared.
She started crying, unable to go back there to retrieve her things. She had lost her little place, even if she had been able to get away with her life.
The sudden opening of the back door startled her and she gazed upon the wolf again. She squealed again as he stepped toward her, dropping her basket next to him.
"He sniffed out my scent!" she thought and knew she would die by his sharp fangs.
She felt his strong hand grab her hair at the back, pulling her head back to expose her throat and his jaws clasp her neck. His growl vibrated through her neck as he licked and bit softly into her skin. His strong embrace pulled her tight against his hard, furry body. His claws dug into her back and she felt herself go limp and wishing he would finish her quickly.
He pushed her further back against the table and moved his licking and biting down to her breasts, stroking his long, rough tongue all around and over them. She felt tingling all over her skin and itching hardening her nipples.
"Oh gods.. Why..?" she thought as she sensed her arousal.
A moan escaped her at the first rough lick against her nipple. The pulse of his touch streamed through her breast into his chest, then came another as he licked her other nipple. He grabbed her breasts in his hands and pressed them closer together, alternating quickly between licking and sucking on her nipples, enjoying the taste of her flesh and feeling of hard nipples against his tongue. Her heart was still racing, but it was less from the fright she had felt before.
She moaned louder as he took one breast each in his jaws, biting softly in her skin and running his tongue all around them. She could feel the rumble of his low growling resonate in her heart.
Then he pulled back, grabbed her wide hips into his embrace and lifted her up on the table, pushing her back on it to lick the underside of her breasts and move down across her soft belly. She wanted to stop him, ashamed of her plump body, but she just couldn't. His tongue felt good as he stroked it in long licks across her and heat welled up inside her.
He spread her plump legs and she feared she knew what he would do next. Despite the fear of this predator her pussy itched and grew moist at the thought of him licking her there where no man had ever showed interest. Her body tensed at the first lick inside her thigh, then tensed harder as he licked and bit inside her thighs and made her squeal more. And then she gasped at the first lick across her hot mound.
His tongue slid along and between her lips, sending shivers through her body and made her moan again. She could feel his agile muscle slip between her wet lips and stroke along the whole length of her pussy and across her hardening clit. It felt like it grew with every lick and could burst soon. She writhed her hips against his muzzle, moaning harder with the waves of pleasure and shame of enjoying this dangerous wolf's attention.
He loved her musky and sweet scent, the taste mixed with the sweat from her running. He licked every bit of her plump red lips and slid his tongue inside her wet cunt, hearing another gasp as her breath stopped. She squeezed his tongue and he growled against her wet pussy.
She started moaning more as she felt his tongue move deep inside her and pressed her hips up at his muzzle. His fangs scraped her lips and she wanted more. She didn't care anymore if he killed her by biting her there, the sensation inside her stoked up her desire and she couldn't hold back her body.
He pulled up her legs and moved his tongue in long licks from her tight pucker and between her lips to her clit. She moaned and groaned with every rough lick, tightening her ass and abdomen at each wave of pleasure shooting though her insides until it became too much and she tensed her whole body before her explosive climax.
She twitched as she slumped back onto the table, her body giving in to the pulses going through her. He grinned as she panted and rubbed his slick dickhead between her pussy lips, making her gasp. She looked down at him but had no chance to beg for him to stop when she gasped for breath again the moment he slid his large dick in one smooth thrust all the way inside her.
She grabbed the edges of the table as she twisted her body, unable to get away from the heat shoved inside her soaking cunt. He gave her no time to get used to the pressure inside her, moving his dick slow but hard in and out of her, his growls matching her loud moans.
She cursed her body for accepting him, tightening even harder around him and letting her feel every ridge of his hot dick inside her and pushing her toward the next climax. Her hot cunt felt fantastic around him and he wanted to get even deeper inside her, pressing his hard disk against her womb, the touch sending shivers through his dick and up his spine.