Her face was red from the exertion and her mouth stayed slightly open as she moaned her pleasure. He was driving her there faster than ever before. She arched her neck screaming her pleasure, waiting for him to quickly finish and spray his seed into her. When he kept up the hard thrusts, her eyes opened wide in surprise. It was already building again. How was he doing this to her?
She closed her eyes against the intense feelings washing through her body. She was no longer a thinking human, just a receptacle for their lust, and she loved it! The building continued until she sobbed out her pleasure, whimpering helplessly. Henry thrust into her a few more times, before his grunt filled the air and he poured into her. He pulled from her and gave her a sharp whack across her ass.
She looked over her shoulder at him, surprised. “Don’t tell me you hate me again.”
She nodded, dropping to lay on her belly on the bed, utterly exhausted.
Lewis looked down at her, smiling at the innocent look on her face. He wondered how long it would take her to lose that with all three of them using her so regularly. He walked around behind her, knowing he needed to get her back up on her knees. He patted her butt gently, noting it was still bright red from Henry’s swats. “You need to get back on your knees, baby.”
“Too tired,” she groaned.
He laughed. “You can keep your head down.” He looked at George who was watching with a grin, his cock flaccid. “Throw her a pillow.”
George tucked the pillow under her head while Lewis, urged her hips up, and she got on her knees. He slipped two fingers into her pussy, making sure they were wet with the combined liquid released by his brothers, and slipped them into her tight ass.
She groaned, moving her head on the pillow. “Stop!”
Lewis used his free hand to swat her ass sharply. “Does it hurt?” He moved his fingers in her ass, thrusting them in and out and wiggling them around. She shook her head. It didn’t hurt, but it felt odd.
Marina lay with her cheek pressed to the pillow, wiggling her butt, trying to get more comfortable with his fingers in her. Why did they keep doing that to her? Finally, he stopped wiggling them, but did a slow in and out motion as if he were fucking her and her eyes widened in understanding. They were trying to make it so they could poke her there! “I don’t want your cocks to poke me there,” she whimpered.
Lewis smiled. She was brighter than they’d thought. “We won’t do it til you’re ready.” He wouldn’t lie to her and make her think they wouldn’t do it at all, because they would, and she would be screaming and begging for it when they did. They all looked forward to the day when her body was ready to take them two at a time.
He played with her ass longer than either of the other two had, until finally, her body started to move with his hand. She was enjoying it. He sighed. Good. If she enjoyed their fingers now, she’d enjoy their cocks later. It wouldn’t be long before she could take them.
He pulled his fingers out and guided his cock to her entrance. Watching both of his brothers fuck her, and then having to delay while playing with her ass, made him so hungry for her, he wasn’t sure he could wait until she found her pleasure. He had to fuck her hard this time, because it was the only way he could go. Before she’d arrived that morning, he’d known he’d have to wait, so he’d taken care of himself so he could go slowly with her. Now, he was burning with desire.
He slid right in thanks to the benefit of his brother’s cum, and grasping her hips, he rode her hard and fast. Her body was already getting used to the constant fucking and was expecting to come frequently. It didn’t take long to get her moaning her pleasure. He held out as long as he could, and just when he thought he couldn’t wait another second, she clenched around him and he spilled his seed inside her.
He pressed his back to hers, glad she was their girl, and hugged her tightly. He knew the others had no real affection for her, yet, but there was something about her innocent green eyes that pulled at his heart. He wanted her to be happy here, he wanted to find out what made her laugh. It was lonely on the range, and he wanted them to come home to a warm and welcoming home, filled with children and laughter.
He pulled out and looked down at her, still lying with her cheek to the pillow and her ass in the air. She was sleeping. He nodded to her face and his brothers laughed. “I think we wore her out,” Lewis whispered as he stood up. “Let’s let her sleep.”
George stood up as well. “I was thinking I might take one more turn at her tonight, but she’s not going to be able to move tomorrow as it is.” He paused and pulled a blanket up over here, he didn’t want her to catch a chill.
Henry watched the two of them as they righted her in the bed and covered her carefully. He was glad she was there, but he wasn’t going to fall in love with the waif like Lewis was doing. He’d just fuck her whenever his turn came around.
Chapter Nine
Marina groaned as she slowly slid out of sleep. She was sleeping on her stomach in the big bed the men had provided for her. She was dimly aware that she’d slept alone. She stretched feeling sore in every muscle of her body. First the long train ride, then the stagecoach ride, and then the men yesterday.
A slow smile spread across her lips. Three men. Over and over. She was sore today, yes, but not so sore she wasn’t looking forward to another day filled with lots of poking. She laughed, Michael hadn’t been entirely wrong, she did enjoy being with men.
She slipped from her bed and started to reach for her robe, but decided against it, because really? What was the point? The only people there were the three men that had taken turns inside her the day before. They knew what she looked like naked, and besides, it was hot out. She went to the bowl in the corner of the room and washed herself, not wanting to spend her entire day being sticky from their seed. She’d have to have one of the men bring up more water if she was going to stay clean.
She left the room as naked as she’d slept and walked to the kitchen to start breakfast. She’d never felt so free in her life as she did walking down there with nothing covering her body. She lit a lantern so she could see and built a fire in the stove. She could hear footsteps upstairs, so they’d be down any minute, ready for their breakfast. Her three strong men.
She whipped up some eggs and bacon, and was just sliding the toast from the oven when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned to smile at Henry just as he let out a bark of laughter. “Did you run out of clothes?”
She shrugged. “I don’t see any point in them. You’ll just take them off me again. I’ll save myself some laundry and only wear them when we’re going somewhere or someone’s coming over. Although, we’re going to have to go over household finances. I think I’ll want to make some aprons. I got splattered while I was cooking the bacon.”
The other men came down, each of them letting their eyes trail over her. Neither of them said anything, but Lewis’s eyes flashed with amusement.
After breakfast, she went to the sink to do the dishes from the night before and the breakfast dishes, but before she could reach for them, a strong arm pulled her back against him. “You don’t really think we’re going to be able to go out on the range without at least one of us fucking you when you cook naked do you? And don’t get on me about language, this counts as relations.” It was George’s voice in her ear.
She smiled, leaning back against him. She hadn’t been angling for an extra poke, but she certainly wouldn’t turn it down. She turned in his arms, looking up into his intense brown eyes. “Where do you want me?”
He looked around. “Over the table is good, I guess. We need to put a bed down here so you’ll be more comfortable when we just grab you and fuck you.”
She laughed and shook her head. “So crude, you know could always just take me upstairs.”
He was unbuttoning his pants. “Takes too long.” He pointed to the table. “Bend over.”
She leaned over the table with her legs spread as she had for Henry the day before. She really didn’t care how they wante
d her, as long as they kept those big hard cocks sliding in and out of her wet core. He walked up behind her and she saw him dip his fingers into the plate of butter she’d put on the table for the toast. Why was he doing that?
Then she felt her ass cheeks parted again. His fingers, slippery from the butter, slid right in. First two, then a third. It didn’t hurt nearly as much as it had the night before, and she stood while he moved his fingers in and out of her. The pleasure started building and it really felt good to her. “That feels nice!” she moaned softly.
His fingers slid out of her. “Good. You’ll get more of that later!” He stepped closer to her so his dick was pressed against her opening, sliding right into her pussy. He fucked her faster than he had the previous night, obviously ready to get out on the range. She didn’t mind. As soon as she screamed her pleasure, he thrust three more times and spilled his seed within her.
Before she had time to turn around, he was fastening his pants. “Lunch is at noon,” he told her patting her ass. “I’m sure the others are going to want a turn.”
He was gone before she had time to respond. She watched him go, wondering idly what they’d do if they came back in to find no lunch made and her sleeping in her bed. That much sex was wearing her out. She grinned. She loved every second of it.
She hurried as she washed the dishes, and afterward, she slipped upstairs to wash again. She was surprised at how sticky she always felt after they’d used her.
She worked through the morning, cleaning the house and baking a couple of loaves of bread. There were dirty clothes scattered all over the house and she gathered them up to wash the next day. Being a wife to three men was going to be exhausting. She was going to have to lay down some rules about where clothes ended up. They were grownups and she was not going to stand for them being slobs.
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After lunch, Henry pulled her down on his lap to ride him like she had dreamed of the men in the stagecoach. It was a little harder this way, because the coach wasn’t rocking her on him. “You know, it was easier when I dreamed about riding the men in the stagecoach,” she told him. “The coach rocked me on top of them, and they finished fast with no work from me.”
She saw the anger in Henry’s eyes as she said the words. It was just a dream. Why would that make them angry? Henry grabbed her hips and jerked her up and down, forcing her to finish quickly. She didn’t climax for the first time since she’d met the men, and she was disappointed. She’d thought they’d always see to her.
George had gone back to work already, but Lewis watched as Henry put her face down across his lap again. His hand cracked against her bare ass five times. “I don’t want to hear again about the men you’ve dreamed of fucking.”
She scrambled off his lap, rubbing her abused posterior. “But, I thought you didn’t want a virgin and it was just a dream!”
Lewis walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. “We didn’t want a virgin. But no man wants to hear that his woman dreams of riding other men.”
She sighed. “I’m sorry.”
Lewis just shook his head, grabbing the plate of butter off the table and leading her up the stairs.
Henry followed along behind, watching. “It’s not fair that you get to go first,” Henry protested.
Lewis glared. “You two got to fuck her before me. It is fair.” He shrugged. “Besides, I have the smallest cock.” He turned to Marina. “Get on your hands and knees on the bed like you did last night.”
Marina shrugged, having no idea what they were arguing about. She got into the position Lewis wanted and faced away from them, waiting for him to climb onto the bed behind her.
Henry got onto the bed with her and sat beside her, obviously intent on watching his brother fuck her. Marina was surprised the men were never jealous of one another and took turns so calmly. Henry reached out a finger and touched her breast which was dangling under her and swinging slightly. He pinched her nipples lightly, causing her to gasp.
“Why do you like to hurt me?” she asked.
He shrugged. “Not sure. But when I spank you or I pinch you, it turns me on.”
She looked at him in surprise. Sure enough, his cock was hard again. Would he take her again before going back to work? They’d never gone out of turn before, but she supposed he might.
Finally she felt Lewis climb onto the bed behind her. He moved her ass cheeks apart, which she’d expected when she’d seen him grab the butter, and moved three fingers into her ass. He moved the fingers in and out of her wildly for a moment. It felt good, like it had with George that morning, and as soon as she let out a slight moan, he removed his fingers.
She sighed, wishing he’d taken a little more time with her there, but certainly ready for him to fuck her. She was ready to climax, since she hadn’t had a chance with Henry. She was startled when she felt him use both hands to pull her ass cheeks apart. They’d never done that before, always doing it with one hand, so they could use the fingers of their other hand inside her.
When she felt something pressing against her there, she suddenly understood. “No, I’m not ready yet!” she protested.
Lewis sighed. “You’re very ready. Shhh. You’re going to like this.” He pushed against her, and she groaned in fear, wishing she could run from him. And then he was pushing into her. His cock was so much longer than his fingers and she groaned as he pushed it to the hilt. She felt his balls bang against her.
It didn’t hurt as she’d expected, but it certainly didn’t feel good. He began slow rhythmic thrusts into her ass, and she moaned softly. Henry grinned at her, obviously enjoying her discomfort.
It didn’t take long for the strokes to feel good inside her. She moved against Lewis, pushing her ass back against him. She felt Henry’s fingers go down to her pleasure button and play with it while Lewis took her ass and made it his own.
She cried out her pleasure just before Lewis pulled from her, panting hard. He hadn’t finished and she looked at him with surprise. “Why don’t you finish?” she asked.
He walked to the basin of water across the room and washed himself carefully, before rejoining her on the bed. He propped himself on his elbows with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed, and prompted her to straddle him, which she did. She moaned as he entered her tender pussy, feeling everything so much more than she had before. He wouldn’t let her ride him quickly, although his face was red from holding back.
She felt a hand against her back pushing her forward onto Lewis, and she leaned against him, her tits rubbing the hair on his chest. It was only a moment before she realized what Henry was doing. He had obviously used the butter to grease himself up and he was pressed against her ass.
She cried out in fear. “You can’t both be in me at once!” Henry pressed hard and she felt him enter her. She stared down into Lewis’s eyes, her own dark green with fear.
Lewis stroked her cheek. “It’s going to be fine. Have we hurt you yet?” He looked at his brother over her shoulder and they both pulled out and moved back in together.
Marina gasped with surprise and pleasure. The thrusts of both men together, filling her so full shocked her more than she could express, but it felt so good. She heard footsteps and turned, her eyes meeting George’s. George sat beside them on the bed, his cock in his hand, while his two brothers fucked her.
She leaned her head against Lewis’s shoulder, unable to think about what was happening as wave after wave of pleasure filled her. It only took a few strokes before Lewis shouted and spurted his seed deep into her pussy. She collapsed forward onto him as Henry kept pounding into her ass.
She was certain Henry had to be close when George said, “My turn in her ass, Henry.”
The man behind her groaned as he pulled out of her, going to wash up at the basin just as his brother had. Henry returned and took the same position Lewis had and Marina didn’t need to be told what to do. She crawled to Henry and straddled his cock, staring into his eyes. Henry smiled at her. “Yo
u like having us in your ass, don’t you?”
She nodded, blushing. “I like everything you’ve done to me.” She didn’t try to move, because she’d seen George grab the butter and she waited for him to step up behind her. She was pushed flat against Henry as George entered her tight ass, groaning with pleasure.
George looked between her two brothers. “Has anyone cum in her ass yet?”
Henry shook his head at the same time, Lewis said, “No.”
“Good. That’ll be for me.” The two men began moving together, slowly at first, but then faster and harder. George finished first, and she felt his cum leaking out of her ass. After he pulled out, Henry rolled her to her back and pounded her wildly with his thrusts.
Marina lost count of the times she’d climaxed, and lay limply as he thrust into her over and over. Finally, he arched his back and let out a primal yell, spraying into her depths. He rolled to his back and lay there for a moment, stretching happily.
Marina lay on her back, aching in places she didn’t know she had. She wondered if every day would be as perfect as that one, learning new things about herself and the men she’d married.
Chapter Ten
They settled into a routine of sorts. Marina was taken by each of the men at least twice a day and usually more often. She stopped wearing clothes entirely. Why should she? She only ever saw the men. The men got very good at wrangling their clothing into one area, and she only ever had to send them out to the horse pump to clean up before bed once. She was still waiting for the opportunity to give Henry a hearty spanking, but she was happy, and loved living on the beautiful ranch with her handsome men.
She heard a ruckus out near the stables one day and went out to see what was happening. One of the mares had been tied to the side of the corral and was fighting to get free with her eyes wild. She watched as George brought the stallion he rode when they were working with the cows out and led him to the mare. She couldn’t help but stare. The stallion’s penis was hanging out and she’d never seen anything so large in her life. It had to be two feet long.
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