A Naughty Treasury of Classic Fairy Tales. Goldilocks – Part 2
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At length, Goldilocks’ eyelids fluttered open and she perceived the bold hunter standing over her, his once-massive cock all shiny and dripping and quite suddenly, it seemed strangely limp and lifeless. That such an inept-looking tool could have wreaked such torture and sensation!
Goldilocks moved to arise and was reminded at once of the pain yet throbbing neath her mound. She felt gingerly of her nest and withdrew her hand all sticky-wet and stained of blood. “Oh!” cried Goldilocks in surprise.
The bold hunter laughed good-naturedly and helped the ravaged young maid to trembling legs. ” ‘Twas cherry-pickin’ time, I allow,” said he. “Thou wert a right amiable fuck, miss. Thy tender ass will stir pleasing mem’ry. Prithee, proceed to yon wedding.”
The wedding!
“Oh, thank thee,” gasped Goldilocks, and she hurried down the path, fearful lest she be late for the ceremony.
Alas! Goldilocks had not gone far when a second bold hunter barred the path.
“AHA!” growled the second bold hunter.
“Oh, dear Lord!” gasped Goldilocks.
The second bold hunter grinned broadly, saying, “Whither goest thou on MY PATH, pretty maid?”
And Goldilocks answered, “I but hasten to a wedding in the little chapel in the green dell in the deep woods, kind sir. Prithee let me pass, lest I be late.” A hot flash swarmed over Goldilocks as she perceived a swelling bulge in the proximity of the second bold hunter’s groin, and this time she knew what it was.
The second bold hunter grinned broader still as he pulled down his tights, saying, “Thou shalt pay the price of passage then, sweet miss!” And the bold hunter’s immense prick, which was ramrod-stiff, sprang free and jerked convulsively.
Goldilocks swallowed hard and felt a twinge of fright. “Oh, please, bold hunter, sir,” she pleaded politely, “I have not a shilling upon my person.”
The second bold hunter growled impatiently, saying, “Screw thy shilling, thy screwing cunt art trade for fair!” Whereupon he thrust the fearful maiden hard upon an oaken tree, ripped the three lace petticoats fully from her body, and planted the hot length of his pulsing cock firmly against the girl’s naked belly.
Goldilocks gasped for breath and felt her body turn prickly with unseasonable heat. A tormented moan rumbled deep in the bold hunter’s chest and he clapped his hot mouth over Goldilocks’ and tasted of her sensuous lips and tongue. Then he tasted of her palpitating white breasts and suckled her full-blown tits.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” moaned Goldilocks, and she found herself most inexplicably parting her thighs and subtly undulating her hips… until the hot length of cock inched downward, its oily head seating in the hot, moist folds of Goldilocks’ cunt.
“AARRRGGGHHHhhh!!!” growled the second bold hunter, his mouth full of breast and tit, as with a savage lunge he sank his cock full to the hilt in hot, enfolding flesh.
Thus embraced, Goldilocks and her cruel assaulter slithered to the grass. The bold hunter backed off his cock and plunged home anew, again and yet again, each time slamming to the hilt and each time finding the flesh more yielding, hotter, wetter.
And Goldilocks found herself screwing her ass in a mounting frenzy of excitement, meeting each thrust of the maddening cock with a counter-thrust. The raw pain was fair forgot. All that mattered of the moment was the huge maleness crashing full and hard and hot within her, and the frenzy grew in intensity.
“Fuck, you cock-loving harlot bitch! Fuck!” rasped the second bold hunter, his seed fast gathering momentum.
Goldilocks slapped her tormenter fiercely on the ass. “Fuck!” she panted, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck… !”
And this they did. Rolling, thrashing, writhing, wrenching… until suddenly the second bold hunter stiffened like a spear, threw his full weight into an almighty final thrust, and ejaculated so deeply within Goldilocks that the fair maid felt it in her brain! Yet again did the trees of the deep woods spin wildly. And yet again did pretty Goldilocks feel the euphoria of total weightlessness, of body-suspension in a sea of gently undulating fluff…
Through the rosy after-glow of a second full-blown orgasm within minutes, Goldilocks perceived the second bold hunter standing over her, his once-ponderous prick all shiny and dripping and fast shrinking to lifelessness.
The second bold hunter gallantly helped the poor, ravished young maiden to quavering legs. ” ‘Twas a right amiable screw, miss,” said he. “Thy fiery cunt will stir pleasing mem’ry. Prithee, proceed to yon wedding.”
The wedding!
“Oh, thank thee,” gasped Goldilocks, and she hurried down the path, more fearful than ever lest she be late.
But alas and alack! Goldilocks had not gone far when a third bold hunter appeared on the path.
“Gulp!” gulped the third bold hunter as he perceived Goldilocks5 enchanting naked body.
“Oh, for Christ’s sake!” gasped Goldilocks.
“Gulp!” gulped the third bold hunter yet again.
And Goldilocks answered, “I but hasten to a wedding in the little chapel in the green dell in the deep woods, kind sir. Prithee let me pass, lest I be late.” She thereupon stared squarely at the third bold hunter’s crotch but perceived only a very slight bulge. However, having anticipated a very large bulge, she was mindful that her cunt was quite suddenly throbbing afresh and growing intensely warm.
Goldilocks moved close to the third bold hunter so that her perky tingling tits caressed his tunic, and she knew at once that she must again pay the price of passage!
Her soft, lovely voice trembling with emotion, Goldilocks said: “I have neither farthing nor shilling upon my person. Please, bold hunter, sir—” and Goldilocks’ hand felt and caressed the now-growing bulge through the green hunter tights, “—wilt thou fuck me in fair trade? Or mayhap screw me, if that be to thy liking?”
“Gulp!”