Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica



Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica



Submitted: December 04, 2016

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Submitted: December 04, 2016



Natalie was walking through the forest, lost in the bird calls and smell of nature when she happened upon a strange house. Inquisitive by nature, she approached the door and knocked. She lowered her hood, her blond tresses cascading down her back as she did her best to appear non-threatening. 

No one answered, but the slight force of her knock caused the door to be ajar. Her interest piqued, she walked right in.

At the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of food. She inhaled the rich smell of porridge, its olfactory sensation provoking memories of her youth. Natalie was hungry.  She tasted the porridge from the first bowl.

"This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed.

So, she tasted the porridge from the second bowl.

"This porridge is too cold," she said

So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge.

"Ahhh, this porridge is just right," she said happily and she ate it all up.

After she'd eaten the breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired.  So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs.  Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest.

"This chair is so uncomfortable!" she exclaimed.

So she sat in the second chair.

"This chair is too soft!"  she whined.

So she tried the last and smallest chair.

"Ahhh, this chair is just right," she sighed.  But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces!

Dusting herself down, Natalie went upstairs to the bedrooms, and tried the first bed, but it was too hard.  Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too pliant.  Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right.  Getting comfortable, Natalie fell into a deep sleep.


As she was sleeping, the three people that owned the house returned.

"Someone's been eating my porridge," growled Peter,  stroking his beard as he inspected the break-in.

"Someone's been eating my porridge," said Daniel, his face apoplectic.

"Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up!" cried Chris, the youngest of the three.

"Someone's been sitting in my chair," growled Peter. 

"Someone's been sitting in my chair," said Daniel.

"Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces," cried Chris.

They decided to look around some more and quietly ascended the stairs. When they got upstairs to the bedroom, Peter growled, "Someone's been sleeping in my bed,"

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said Daniel.

"Someone's been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed Chris.

Slowly they approached the slumbering form, watching the duvet fall and rise in time with her breathing. Peter removed the duvet, falling away revealing her nakedness. Pert breasts with hard pinkish nipples caused them to pause. A thin gossamer of hair covering her vagina.

Carefully crawling up the bed, Chris pushed apart her legs and nibbled at her vaginal lips, drawing soft sighs from her. He could hear the others disrobing as he continued his oral pleasure, her taste thick on his tongue now. Natalie shifted her position, gesturing Peter and Daniel either side of her. Taking each in hand, she smiled.

As she stroked Peter, she groaned "This cock's too soft"

And as she stroked Daniel, she moaned "This cock's too big"

And as Chris entered her, she thought, "This cock's just right..."


As they lay there spent, Natalie turned and smiled at her friends. "And who's turn to choose our roleplay is it next time?" 


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