Unknown: Sex in the wild wild west

Bringing herself to her knees, she looked at the Chief beseechingly. "Sir," she began. "I'm entirely at your mercy, but would you do me the favor of ridding me of my virginity?"

I think even the Chief was surprised by this request, but he handled it well. "Which virginity did you have in mind?" he asked.

"All of them, Sir. My vagina and my anus. Or as Nate would put it, my asshole and my cunt."

I resented that. Never in my life had I talked to her like that. But she was right. It would never have occurred to me to use those other words for her two nether holes.

After due consideration, the Chief answered her. "My dear, I don't know if you were watching or not, but I just participated in your mothers anal deflowering. As desirable as you are, it will take me a few minutes to recover. Pick your partner for your formal deflowering. After that's been accomplished, we'll see to your other hole. Now run, go get him and bring him back here."

Happily, Susan jumped up and ran off. Lots of men, to include me, had hope, but I don't think anyone was surprised when she came back with her big Indian buck.

But if she thought she was going to lose her hymen in private, she had a surprise coming. A couple of squaws took over and led her into the center of the circle, calling for Maggie and Priscilla to help. They laid her down on her back and then one of them grabbed her ankles and bent them back over her head, spreading them wide while she did it. Maggie was given one ankle while the squaw held the other. The other squaw took a jar of buffalo grease and spread it liberally all over her cunt and asshole, making sure she got plenty inside of both holes. Then the Indian was brought into the circle. Priscilla was placed on her knees and instructed to make sure he was good and hard. Our bashful Priscilla went at it with gusto, tongue and lips everywhere. When he was finally deemed ready, she stood back and the Indian knelt between Susan's outstretched legs. One thrust and he was in. One scream from Susan and she was eagerly thrusting back at him. And she was screaming again, but they were different. Now they were eager, encouraging screams as she struggled to pull him deeper and deeper into her cavity.

The brave no sooner emptied his load and pulled out, than his place was taken by the Chief. He'd had Priscilla and Angela both working on him ever since Susan started getting screwed, so now he was more than ready. Judging from her reaction, Susan thought he was more than ready too. Maggie and the squaw pulled her ankles down which canted her asshole up higher, but Susan could still see the Chief approaching between her outstretched legs. From her perspective, it looked like he was carrying twelve inches of rock hard flesh that he was fixing to ram up her defenseless butt.

And then the Chief was upon her. She let out one fearful whimper, but other than that, she was quiet, waiting for the onslaught. It took a bit of poking and prodding, but finally, with the aid of the buffalo grease, he parted her sphincter. With a mighty shove, punctuated by an earsplitting scream from Susan, he buried himself deep in her rectum. And it was done. Susan had lost all her virginity, her mouth, her pussy, and now her asshole. When he finished, the two women turned her over on her belly and left her kneeling in the dust, ass turned up and legs parted, readily available for everyone's use. A line of men, eager to try out this fresh stuff, quickly formed. I know, I know, I'm a son-of-a-bitch. I was number two in line.

Well, Susan got her share of dick that afternoon. She certainly didn't get as much as Maggie or Priscilla, but I think she got more than any of the other women. While we were waiting in line, the Chief had Maggie and Priscilla going up and down the line, making sure everyone stayed hard. He took care of Angela himself, alternating between having her suck him off and shoving his dick up her ass. He might of used her cunt once in a while, but her asshole got the brunt of it. Finally he called a halt to our use of Susan and the poor girl sank to the ground, exhausted but still willing.