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GOLDILOCKS AND THE 3 BDSM BEARS
GOLDILOCKS AND THE 3 BDSM BEARS
Once upon a time Goldilocks was in the woods with her latest horny boyfriend. She was wanting to have sex, but wanted it to be better than usual. That was when she had her great idea. “I know where there’s a great little house,” she said. “The owners are always gone at this time of day and we can fuck out brains out.” This sounded like a plan to her boyfriend, and she took him to the three bears’ cottage, where she had been prowling around since she was a kid.
As a mere girl she had been clumsy and knocked things about, making the bears angry through her curiosity. But at 18, the last couple of years’ curiosity had been about the length of the village boys’ cocks and how many times she could cum. She still prowled the house occasionally, digging out the money that fell behind the seat cushions and eating a bread and honey snack. But now it would provide a place for a quick shag with her current stud muffin. And sure enough, the bears were nowhere to be seen when they arrived.
He got very nervous when Goldilocks jimmied the door lock to let them enter, but she took his hand and dragged him in after her, giggling all the way. He was nervous about being there, but when she grabbed his penis through his jeans, his hand automatically went to her shoulder, and she pulled close against him for one of her special French kisses while she unzipped his pants, freeing his 7” wonder weasel to be stroked to maximum hardness in her well practiced juvenile delinquent hand. She leaned against his shoulder and raised her skirt as his hands slid down her back to her young firm ass, and he sighed as he discovered she had worn no panties. She held his wrist and moved his hand to the front, and began hunching on him as he finger fucked her until she came. It didn‘t take long; she was very horny.
Goldilocks pulled away from him immediately. She wanted to be fucked until her eyes bled. And she wanted it to be gooood! She let him push her back, onto the couch, and was naked before he was. She pulled him to her when he joined her there, and they began fucking like a pair of rabbits. But quickly, Goldilocks realized this was not as good as she had hoped. It was just another midday screw, and though he seemed to know what he was doing ad to have some endurance, she realized that for quite some time something she couldn’t put her finger on was missing. Sex was enjoyable, but it just seemed incomplete somehow. Her nails dug into his back until he cried out, exciting her perversely, and yet when he came, she was still unsatisfied. “Stay there; let’s try again,” she asked him, and as he lightly stroked within her, his erection returned to begin anew.
Just as they were getting busy again in earnest, there was a low growl. To the young couple’s dismay, the three bears had surrounded them. “Somebody’s fucking on my couch,” bristled Papa Bear. “Somebody’s fucking on my couch too,” whined Baby Bear. “Some body’s fucking on my couch, AND THEY’VE GOT WET CUM STAINS ON MY FRESHLY LAUNDERED SLIPCOVERS!” shrieked Mama Bear. Scared shitless, the young couple jumped up and started to run away leaving their clothes behind. The terrified young man jumped out the window and ran off, but Papa Bear pinned Goldilocks under his big paw and mama bear got some rope. Baby Bear used his best Bear Scout training to tie her up, and every knot was perfect. Papa Bear grabbed her in his jaws and they took her to the bedroom. He stopped at Baby Bear’s bed, but Baby Bear said, “Noooo, that bed’s too small.” Then he went to Mama Bear’s bed, but she said, “No, My bed is much too nice and soft and comfortable.” So Papa Bear spit her out into his own bed and said, “Then my bed will be just right.” After a few minutes’ debate, though, they decided to take her to the kitchen table she had looted of porridge on her first visit many years before.
And so they did. Baby Bear tied her securely spread eagled on the table and Goldilocks shook with fear as Papa Bear stuffed a shop rag in her mouth, and she gagged. It was way too greasy. Seeing this, Mama Bear yanked it out and crammed a fresh cup towel in her mouth. She had to yank it out when Goldilocks choked and started turning blue. It was way too dry. Then Baby Bear brought a pair of his dirty underpants and they fastened it in place with Mama Bears brassiere. Goldilocks could breathe, but she struggled and her eyes watered from the bad smell and taste. The Bear family nodded to one another in approval. This gag was just right. Mama bear said, “We haven’t eaten yet,” and went for the porridge. Two bowls had been dished up; Mama Bear’s, which was in the refrigerator, and Baby Bear’s. She brought the pot and dished Pap Bear’s porridge, still steaming, straight onto her exposed pussy, and she screamed out. That porridge was too hot! Then she dumped her bowl on Goldilocks’ neck and she cried out again. This porridge was too cold! Finally, Baby Bear emptied his on her tits and smeared it all between and under them. She was felt the slick room temperature porridge squishing between her breasts and decided that bowl was just right. In fact she was unwillingly greatly aroused as they began licking and chewing their porridge from her suddenly trembling body.
When the last bit of porridge was gone, Baby Bear said, “This time we ate and you had the hurt feelings. How do you like that?” Papa Bear said, “You deserved nastier than you got.” And Mama Bear said, “Now it’s time to clean up, and you can see what you put this poor table through last time.” So Papa Bear shaved hr mound, grabbed a copper scrubber and hot water, and began scrubbing his mess from her reddened pussy. It was much too rough. She screamed behind the gag, but he continued until all the crusted porridge was gone. Mama Bear poured very hot water on her neck and tits and scrubbed them with a vinyl pad until they were very red and very clean. She groaned and strained against the ropes. That was much too stimulating to her nipples Then Baby Bear used clean, cool water and a dish rag to rinse her and a soft terrycloth cup towel to dry her off before applying mineral oil to her whole body. And that was sooo just right she moaned and writhed.
The three Bears stepped to the side for a conference until they were all nodding in agreement. When they returned to the table, Papa Bear said, “Now you’ll go to my bed.” Baby Bear untied her from the table and Papa Bear grabbed he in his jaws again, leaving her hands secured and her gag in place. When he dropped her on his bed again, Mama Bear said, “Since you want to have sex in our house, you ‘re going to get all of it you can stand - OUR way!” Baby Bear used his best knots like a good Bear Scout and secured her ankles to the side rails as Papa bear made her stay on all fours. “Baby Bear hasn’t got a girlfriend, so he needs to learn,” Mama Bear said. Goldilocks’ eyes opened wide in fear as she realized what was about to happen, and she grunted wildly in protest as Baby Bear hopped up on the bed. “I need to be in charge for a change,” Mama Bear said as she donned her strap-on. “And Papa Bear wants things I don‘t like to do, so today he gets satisfied.”
Baby Bear began humping madly and his little ursine prick was too small, but his claws were too sharp! He squealed with delight as his little wad squished out of her swollen slit and splattered on her ass cheeks. Then Papa Bear removed the gag and stuck his huge cock in her mouth. His big paws gripped her head firmly, but she gagged in panic, because his cock was too big! The Mama Bear grabbed her from behind and crammed the strap-on into her sticky butt and she screamed as best as she could while sucking Papa Bear’s great cock. Papa Bear’s eyes grew wide and he roared as he came. Mama Bear was now reaming her ass fervently, snarling, “How do you like it now, you housebreaking little pervert bitch?” As Papa Bear wiped himself clean on her face and hair, Baby Bear picked up a flogger. “Punish her for bring naughty,” Mama Bear growled, and he began whipping her soundly across the back as Mama Bear fucked her asshole and masturbated until she came. It hurt like hell, but Goldilocks was deeply shamed to find the strangeness was satisfying that sense of longing and that it hurt just right!
She cried from the shame and pain until Mama Bear pulled the strap-on off and took her by the hair. She made Goldilocks kiss each of them on the genitalia and demanded she tell them she was Mama Bear’s sniveling little sex bitch. Then Mama Bear personally dragged her to the door and pushed her naked into the woods, throwing her clothes out after her and slamming the door without another word. Goldilocks felt so used and vulnerable picking up her clothes and dressing in the open. And she found she didn’t want any more sex, not that day or for months to come.
On her 21st birthday, Goldilocks went for a summer walk in the woods all lone. And she took handcuffs, lube, and a blindfold with her. She hoped they were having porridge for dinner.
1/27/2006 6:33 pm
It is going to be interesting reading this nursery rhyme to little Mustang [when I final see him], without thinking of this adult version of the tale. Very twisted, but then again aren't most nursery rhymes anyway?|
Now what other ones can we mess with.
Thanks Dys for the tip off.
2/9/2006 11:34 am
Damn!! I got more than I came here for! Very,,, Very,,, funny! (oh and erotic,,, your sick,,,, LO|
I just wanted to tell you that we are,, "cool",,, AND I really appreciate the def of feh.
It’s amazing how much you remind me of a close childhood friend,,, take care.
2/9/2006 8:23 pm
You too, LTL2. Thanks.|