John Friday - Family in chains

Shelly already had the same idea. She was halfway across the meadow already, heading for the lake as fast as she could. "Babs! Hey, Babs – better get your clothes on, here we come!" She got no answer but the murmur of the wind stirring in the tall pines.

She found it easy to follow the path Babs left crossing the meadow. The long grass was still bent and freshly trampled. On the rough gravel beach it got harder, but here and there, Shelly found a print of her boots. Then nothing. Nothing at all.

"I don't understand it," Will said after he'd taken a good look wound. "Look here – there's a big hollow where someone tugged a rock out of the ground. It's still damp in the bottom."

"You think Babs did that?" Shelly asked with concern.

He shook his head. "I don't think she's strong enough to move a rock that size. And why would she want to, anyway?"

"Here's something else!" Roxanne called. She'd found the flintlock rifle Silas left leaning against the boulder. She was afraid to touch it.

"That's a real antique!" Shelly said. "I'll bet it's been leaning there, a hundred years or more. Probably left by some old mountain man."

Will stood silently shaking his head. The gun looked freshly cleaned and oiled, in perfect working order. The brass was trimmed, and the beautifully varnished stock gleamed in the sun. It could not have been exposed to the elements very long. Whoever left it had not gone far… and would almost certainly be coming back. When he finished with Babs.

Babs raised her head and brushed back a long golden strand of hair. Her tongue circled her lips, licking down the last silvery dribbles of cum. Then she flashed a slow, uncertain little grin.

Melissa sat up, and her tongue was racing, eager to get down the last drop of cum and sweet fuck honey around her mouth. "What do you want to do now, Wes?" She felt this firm-bodied little blonde was in part her prisoner, too, and that filled her with raging urges.

As much as Wes warned to fuck Babs in the ass, he could see Silas was just starting to stir. Wes thought it might be nice if his brother woke up to a real treat. He said. "Babs you go over therewith Silas and practice what you just learned. Suck this big prick hard before he wakes up."

Babs glanced curiously at the huge man sprawled facedown on the earthen floor. "All right, if that's what you really want." Her voice quaked with sadness. Having the two men tight for her had given her a perverse but intense feeling of excitement. Now that the winner was sending her away, her pride was injured.

Melissa beamed brightly. "That must mean you want to fuck me now." Although she really liked sucking the little blonde, she wasn't completely happy having another pretty taint around. Especially when the brothers wanted to fuck Babs most.

"No, I want to rest and watch for awhile. If your pussy is hot, go over and sit it down on Silas' mouth. The poor bastard will go crazy trying to decide which one of you to fuck first."

A look of intense determination narrowed Melissa's eyes. It'll be me! she was thinking. But she knew that Babs must have the same thought. She was grinning almost wickedly with confidence.

"Let's roll him over and get his clothes off," Melissa said.

She and Babs both crouched beside him, grunting when they strained to pitch him over. Silas made a deep growling sound as he turned, but he sprawled limp with his mouth gaping up at the domed ceiling.

Babs moved to kneel astride his legs once they'd stripped off his buckskin clothes. "It's better if you sit the other way, facing his feet. His big cock will go down easier."

"Ah, yeah… I guess it would." Babs turned and straddled his lean hard stomach. It rose and fell with the slow, easy rhythm of his unconscious breathing. Bending down, she began to finger the limp shaft of his massive cock. The size of his prick made her fingers quake – and his fucker wasn't fully hard yet.

Melissa crouched over his sightless eyes and gaping mouth, pumping the wet gash of her cunt back and forth across his lips. She also sat facing toward his feet, wanting to watch the little blonde's ass bob when she began sucking cock.

Silas groaned – a rumbling sound half-muffled by the soft, squirming pussy lips pressed over his mouth.

"You gals better give Silas a good time," Wes said. "Otherwise, he'll be in a kick-ass mood when he wakes up."

Babs lifted the man's blue-red cock-knob, coiling her thumb and first finger just below the huge ridge. She felt his prick give a throb, an unconscious pulse of delight. She stroked her tongue in the cleft on the bottom of his cockhead and ran it over his cum slit.

"Huuunnngh!" Silas groaned, still half-lost in the forest of pain.

Except that it had no hair, Babs thought his cum slit looked like a tiny cunt, and she felt a strange compulsion to wiggle into it with the tip of her tongue.

"Hhhhaaagh!" Silas gasped, jetting the sounds of his pleasure into Melissa's wet cunt.

"Hhhnmmm!" She liked that and pressed down harder, feeling the scratch of his rough beard in her widely spread pussy.

Melissa rocked back and dragged her bulging clit nub over the tip of his nose. That brought a sharp tingle of lewd delight.

Silas breathed deeply, his eyes fluttering, smelling the tangy damp scent of cunt. He awoke with a start and a cry of wild joy.

"Gruungh!" Melissa groaned. Jerking his head up almost split her pussy. Then his tongue shot out and probed her juicy cunt slit. "Hhhhaaaahhh! Eat my pussy, Silas… make me cum!"

Babs slid her hand down and gripped the knob of his cock between her lips. She pulsed and squeezed the soft cushion at the head of his cock, gathering courage to attempt sucking in his hard prickshaft.

His prick began to throb and swell even before he came to. Now the pulsating heat and strength of his fucker became extreme. It hardly mattered to Babs now that she was a captive, naked and helpless, expected to satisfy these rough men. Feeling a giant cock swell aching-hard in her mouth gave her a sense of power, an obscene satisfaction she had never experienced before.

"Hey, Melissa," Wes said. "Next time Babs jerks her ass up, wiggle your tongue into her cunt from behind."

Melissa didn't really want to make the lithe, sexy little blonde bitch any hotter than she was already. But she knew better than to deny Wes any lewd pleasure he craved. When Babs leaned her head down to suck in more of Silas' huge stiff cock, Melissa jammed her nose into the cleft of the blonde's ass and wiggled her tongue up into her cunt.

"Guuuuugh!" Babs groaned with her mouth almost full.

The tremors from Melissa's first cunt sucking had hardly faded, and now Babs felt them starting again. She lowered her head, sucking wildly on Silas' cock while squirming her ass toward Melissa to feel more wild joy.

With Melissa's furry cunt almost covering his face, Silas could not see all that was going on, but he knew that something had spurred the tiny blonde into a frenzy to suck cock. He felt the sleek, gliding friction of her pulling lips and the tighter, almost insane swirl of her throat as she pressed and nibbled to suck in all of his huge prick.

"Kiss her ass, too," Wes prompted from the side. "Lick honey from her cunt and smear it around the rim of her shithole!" He still had plans to get his big cock into her tight little shitter.

"Hhhheeecyyyah!" Babs cried. Melissa's tongue ran along the cleft between her pussy and ass, warm and wet with slick oils gushing from her cunt. Then it circled around her tightly clenched ring of dark ass flesh in a slow, tempting way that would have brought a scream if her throat was not entirely choked with cock.

Silas feasted on Melissa's dark furry cunt. He gorged himself on her simmering pussy broth, loving the way she grunted and squealed as he worked his lapping tongue in and out of her spread cunt.