Red Riding Hood - Chapter 14
His coarse fingertips swept a couple of times over the entire wet petal. The wolf caressed the delicate flesh as if he were stroking a dew-laden flower.
Suddenly, his hard fingernail grazed the taut tip of her c******s. Cinq felt a dizzying sensation engulf her.
“Ah…!”
The wolf placed his finger on her c******s and gently rolled it as he asked,
“Cinq, is this it?”
It seemed as if sparks were flying before her eyes.
“No!”
She shook her head no, but the wolf countered,
“It seems right.”
He then rubbed the small bud rapidly. Her petite body twisted sharply.
Sensation in her entire body rushed frantically to that tiny piece of flesh. The little sensory spot became extremely sensitive, and as the wolf briskly rubbed it with his coarse fingertips, it seemed like it would snap right off, though of course, that did not happen.
“Ah, no… Ah, hnngh!”
An unbearable sensation flooded through her. Her lower abdomen rapidly swelled, and it felt as if a fire had been ignited somewhere beneath.
Cinq screamed out as the sensation blazed through her,
“Hnnh, nngh, ah, ahhh…!”
Her body, experiencing this pleasure for the first time, transparently revealed its feelings. Her slender legs stiffened, and the thin skin of her taut lower abdomen spasmed.
“Ha, mmmngh…!”
Cinq gasped for air, her breaths heavy, as she clutched the wolf’s hair tightly.
Beneath her, the wolf raised his body. He looked at his fingers, slightly wet with her fluids, and sucked on them.
Cinq moaned pitifully,
“Don’t eat it…!”
The wolf did not respond to her plea. Instead, he looked up at her with his pupils dilated in a languid gaze and said,
“Cinq, it seems I need to stretch your entrance a bit. Do you prefer my hand or my tongue?”
Cinq sobbed out a response,
“Not the tongue.”
“But Cinq, you chose my hand before. So this time, it’s the tongue.”
“No…!”
The wolf firmly pressed down on her squirming thighs with both hands, spreading them open before him like a plate. Then, as if he was born a beast, he dove in nose-first.
Cinq screamed,
“No! Really, really no…!”
Unbothered, the wolf extended his tongue as long as a dog’s and licked across the entire moist flesh. The sensation of his moist, bulky tongue was utterly foreign, and Cinq screamed while grasping his hair with both hands.
Slurp, schlick. As the wolf suckled on the wet flesh, his tongue explored the tight opening. Cinq gripped his thick, curly hair tightly.
The next moment, her fingers spread wide.
“Ah, hmm…!”
His long, stiff tongue deeply permeated her entrance.
A long, soft thing burrowed deep inside her. It was a foreign sensation.
The wolf shook his head like a dog with his tongue buried to the hilt in her flesh, stirring inside her. The moist, hot sensation probed her depths, his sharp nose poking at her c******s, and his rough beard tickling her mound.
An unbearable sensation rose up from below, surged up her spine, and spread rapidly to her toes.
“Ah, hmm…!”
Her s*x, which had been softly stretched, suddenly clenched tightly.
The wolf felt Cinq’s small nails scraping his scalp as he pushed his tongue deeper. The narrow opening seemed to suck his tongue in.
He smiled inwardly, and like a beast tenderly caring for its offspring, he licked every tiny, bumpy fold of the inner walls.
Cinq’s thighs, which had been gripping his head, trembled. A sticky nectar flowed from deep inside, drenching his tongue.
He lovingly, like a greedy child suckling its mother, latched his lips tightly to her entrance and swallowed every drop without spilling.
“Ah, hmm, ah…”
Gradually, strength left Cinq’s trembling body.
The wolf withdrew very slowly, not rushing. He showered her reddened intimacy with gentle kisses, and like his descent, he ascended with tender caresses.
Cinq, completely exhausted, gasped for thin breaths.
Her small face was flushed pink, and her innocent lips, swollen with arousal, trembled slightly.
Her eyelids drooped over her almost invisible, dewy blue eyes.
The wolf whispered in her ear,
“Cinq, you are a child sculpted from life itself. Now you have nothing to fear. I will always be with you.”
At this, Cinq smiled softly like the morning dawn and embraced him with both arms.
