Unknown - Sex in the wild wild west

I was just getting to sleep again when a warm body cuddled up against me. "Oh Nate," Priscilla whispered. "I know you've been busy, but is that magic tongue of yours still available? I got a chance to wash up, so my pussy is all fresh and clean for you."

How could I refuse a request like that, especially coming from this lady. In no time at all I had reversed my position and the two of us were locked in a sixty-nine embrace. I was chewing on her clit and she was sucking my balls when suddenly a shadow fell over us. Priscilla went rigid and I looked up to see Bob standing there in the moonlight.

"Oh God," I thought. "The son of a bitch has lost it now for sure. It doesn't matter that she's probably sucked or fucked every Indian in camp, this mother fucker is going to kill me."

But he was surprisingly calm. "Don't stop what you're doing Priscilla. I know how long he's been wanting it, and I'm sure Nate's getting a real charge out of this. I just want to try some of what I've been missing all this time. Three years we've been married and it's just now I'm finding out you've got two other holes."

Without letting her take her mouth off my dick, he rearranged Priscilla so that she was positioned just like she had been earlier. On her hands and knees, sucking my dick with her legs spread and her ass stuck up in the air. With all the butt fucking she'd had that day, Priscilla was already stretched and well lubricated. With one stroke, Bob was buried up to the balls in his wife's asshole. Priscilla hadn't been alone in her fucking. Bob and I had been busy too, so I figured it would take a while for any of us to cum. But surprisingly, in just a few minutes, the three of us reached our climax together and Priscilla was getting filled in both ends.

Then Bob had us switch positions. "You can use her asshole if you want, Nate, but I think she'd like some straight fucking. I've been fucking her for three years, and this is the horniest I've ever seen her. Her pussy's so wet, it's gushing. I can guarangoddamntee you, she knows how to use it. If she doesn't make it snap on you, whip her ass till she does." Sticking his dick in Priscilla's face he said: "Priscilla, I don't know where you learned all those tricks we saw today, but I think you should show them to us. While you're showing Nate your snapping pussy, you can show me how your mouth works. Up till this afternoon, I thought the only thing it was good for was talking and eating."

Priscilla eagerly ran her tongue over his balls and dick while I moved into position behind her. Almost automatically, her legs parted to welcome me. Her pussy was winking at me, begging me to come on in. This was a scene from one of my fantasies. First she had sucked me while her husband had buggered her, and now she was sucking him while I was getting ready to fuck her. Just to make sure, I grabbed her crotch. Bob was right. She was dripping and so horny she tried to fuck my hand. With one stroke, I was buried up to the balls in her exquisite quim.

So there she was again, sucking and fucking at the same time. But this time, at least, she was getting her a proper fucking. Long, slow strokes. And the way she was moving her hips, I know she was loving every one of them. And she really did know how to use her twat. Like Bob had said, it was a snapper. Every time I tried to pull out, it snapped hungrily at my dick, sucking it back in. I don't know how many times she got fucked that day, but I'd like to think she liked my fucking the best.

After that we kind of passed out. I was spooned up on one side of her, nestled against her ass and Bob was on the other with his head snuggled in her tits. I can't speak for the two of them, but exhaustion overtook me. I was out till the following morning.

When I came to, the sun was up and the camp was a buzz of activity. My first reaction was disappointment that Priscilla was gone. Bob was still there, but the space between us was empty. Then I saw her. She was with the rest of the women, preparing the morning meal. The Indian women were clothed of course, but it was no real surprise to see that our women were all still just as naked as they had been the night before.

After breakfast, the Chief gathered everyone into the circle again. Bob, the Colonel and I were back in the same places we'd been in yesterday, but this time they hadn't tied us up. Lucille, Mabel and Rachel were sent over to join us with an admonition to make sure we were entertained. I don't know where Lucille and Mabel had spent the night, but they weren't in to the swing of things yet this morning. They shyly approached the Colonel and Bob with their hands over their pussies and sat on the ground beside them. Rachel, on the other hand, wasn't a bit bashful. I knew where she'd been at least part of the evening and she was ready for more.

She plunked herself down in my lap and wiggled just a little to get herself comfortable. When she'd done that to me the day before, my hands had been tied, but now they were free. I immediately grabbed a handful of bare tit and a handful of cunt. It seemed like as good a way as any to wait to see what was going to happen. Then the Chief told the rest of the women to find a place wherever they would be most comfortable. Angela and Priscilla were both torn between pride and desire. They knew that the Colonel and Bob expected them to join them, but by this time Lucille and Mabel had overcome their modesty and were in the men's laps. The women knew they'd have to share their husband's dicks, but if they chose a brave, they'd have as much as they could handle. Finally, their sense of propriety overcame their jealously and they joined us, Angela between the Colonel and Bob, and Priscilla between Bob and me.

Maggie didn't have their problem. She'd had so many dicks the day before that she couldn't make up her mind which one was her favorite. After some consideration, she selected a particularly strong looking brave and curled up on the ground beside him. I was only a little surprised when Susan found her Indian, the same one who had abused her rear end and then made it up to her by letting her suck him off. But I was really surprised by Agnes. She went trotting off to a group of half a dozen braves, flopped down on the ground with her knees under her and raised her ass in the air, ready for whatever they might throw at her.

I wasn't at all sure what was going to happen, but I was sure this couldn't last. So I felt like I better take advantage of the good times while I could. And I was in an enviable spot. Rachel was doing her best to occupy all of my attention, but Priscilla was close enough for me to reach. Bob took care of her right tit while I took care of her left. Everybody was getting into the swing of things. Susan had a dick in her mouth and Agnes had one up her butt. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like Maggie had one in all three holes. Our little group wasn't doing anything yet, but that was only because with five naked women and only three men, we hadn't figured out what to do. Then the Chief started to talk again.

"Yesterday, three of these women missed their opportunity to dance for us. So if the three of you will present yourselves to us, we'll see about giving you another chance."

Reluctantly, Agnes and Susan separated themselves from their dicks and joined Angela in front of the Chief. They had learned something from Priscilla, so they curtsied properly and then stood. The difference in appearance was the fact that Susan had blond pubic hair. And Angela, of course, had none. Even Agnes was looking good. For a fat girl, she looked good anyway, but all that ass fucking had really made her glow. I had never had a chance to butt fuck very much, but if I got the chance, I was going to make sure that chubby butt was well reamed.