Innocent Immigrant 3: Mail Order Bride: Ménage Marriage (Colonial New Zealand Romance)

by Jax Lusty

  My face burned with shame, and I struggled between wanting to accost them, and a desire to keep myself from their sight.

  “...she won’t be so proud when she delivers herself a dark-skinned half-Māori baby...”

  “...with her red hair...”

  Their laughter and insulting gossip grew, spurring my anger. They could say what they wished about me, but I’d not have them slandering Katie. I made sure the colt was securely tethered and ducked around the side of the building. The voices had fallen quiet, and as I looked at the group I saw Griff had come upon them. I didn’t hear what he said, but his fury was evident in his stance and the rabble quickly dispersed. As usual, he’d stepped in to fight my battles.

  I slipped back to where I’d left the horses. If Griff knew I’d overheard the men, he would do his best to soothe me, explaining how the men didn’t really mean what they said. All things I’d heard before.

  I’d formed a plan on the day of the wedding to protect Katie. This trip to town confirmed my course to be true.

  CHAPTER 7

  GRIFF

  Katie sat between us in the buggy, her parcel of cloth and lace, paper-wrapped and held firm in her lap. She seemed to have put the incident in the store behind her, and she spoke enthusiastically of she and Maraea spending time together to sew their new dresses. Ari teased her, saying that Maraea would add feathers in place of the lace she’d bought. He, too, appeared happy. I was relieved I’d arrived at the blacksmith’s shop in time to silence the crude talk of the men while Ari was still tending the horses, unaware of the gossip. After the incident in the store, it would have pained him tremendously to know that we seemed to be the main source of talk around Kotuku. The curiosity of the townsfolk would soon turn in a new direction, so it was simply a matter of keeping Ari calm until the citizens bored of us.

  That evening I could hardly wait for dinner to be finished so that we could take Katie to bed.

  I fucked her first. I was desperate to be inside her, and Ari was happy to wait, wanting to watch as I took my pleasure in Katie, in the heat and tightness of her welcoming cunt. I went as carefully as I could, making sure she was almost ready to come before working my cock inside. She smiled at me, kissed me so sweetly before her passion rose in a manner that made my heart sing with gratitude at the luck we’d had in finding her.

  Once I’d spent inside her, I rolled to my back and sat up against the headboard of the bed. I pulled Katie to me, cradling her against my chest so that we could put the next part of our plan in action. Ari would begin preparations to take her arse.

  The idea was for him to break her in gently over the coming nights until she welcomed first the idea of a finger or two in her bottom, then perhaps something more. Doctor Blandford had given us a set of dilators to use if necessary, but mostly we just needed Katie to be comfortable with our touch. From now on there would be little release for her unless her bottom was involved in the pleasure.

  Ari knelt up between her legs, his beautiful cock fully erect, his self-control as magnificent as ever. I watched his hands drift up and down her thighs, all the while his concentration completely on Katie’s face, watching for her reactions. Then his mouth replaced his hands, kissing and nibbling as he made his way towards the triangle of fine red hair, parting her lips with his hands.

  “I love your cunt, Katie. The way it looks, all pink and swollen, the way it smells, how Griff’s cum has mingled with your own spendings. I can’t wait to taste you again, watch your lips part and flush beneath my tongue.”

  Ari’s head disappeared from my view again, and Katie arched in my arms. She certainly found renewed strength when she was aroused, and I belted my arms more tightly around her to keep her in place. She all but melted into me when I did that, bringing me a rush of pleasure that restored life to my cock. Some women enjoyed being restrained, and as one who found pleasure in a good spanking I wasn’t too surprised that Katie also liked to be physically kept in check.

  Over my thoughts and the sound of Katie’s quickening breath, I heard the hungry licks of Ari as he cleaned Katie of our emissions. Her hips begin to rise as he nursed on her, and then she stiffened.

  “No, Ari,” she moaned, trying to lift her legs from their position draped over my thighs.

  “Hold still, sweetheart, or I’ll have Ari birch you when he’s finished.”

  “He can’t do that...he keeps...he...”

  “Tell me what he’s doing.”

  “He’s kissing me in the wrong place,” she said.

  She was even more delightful when she was embarrassed. “It’s another part of your body that will bring you much pleasure. It’s not wrong, my love.”

  “It’s dirty,” she went on, making a fresh effort to struggle from my arms.

  I was sure Ari was fully aware of her concerns, but he never wavered from his task. Katie should have been enjoying the exquisite teasing of Ari’s tongue but like many experiencing their first time, she needed encouragement to tell her it was okay to take pleasure this way.

  “It’s not dirty, sweetheart; it’s just another way to show how much we love and care for each other. Believe me, Ari enjoys doing this. You relax and concentrate on the wonderful sensations he’s creating for you.” Just as I finished speaking her hips jerked again, and she released a long moan.

  I knew what Ari was doing, but I wanted Katie to acknowledge the act rather than hide away from it. “Is he putting his tongue in your bottom?”

  “Yes,” she whispered. I’d never seen her face so flushed, and when I ran a finger down her cheek she turned her head and took it in her mouth and began to suck the way she had on my cock earlier. Her breath was erratic as she curled her tongue into a long, moist furrow which cradled my finger. My prick wanted to be in there, and I took a selfish moment to study the way we lay to see if I could do that. But I didn’t want her distracted from the tonguing she was receiving from Ari, so I left her to nurse on my finger.

  Ari took a hand from where he gripped Katie’s thighs, motioning with his fingers at me. That was quick, but I knew I could trust him to know she was ready, so I reached beneath the pillow for the jar of ointment we used. Passing it to him, I wrapped his fingers around it and gave them a squeeze. I couldn’t wait until we could both take her, and my cock had fully hardened again with all the lovely whimpers and wiggling of her bottom. She must have been experiencing the most glorious sensations.

  Soon Ari sat back on his heels, his eyes filled with lust. I was proud of my self-control, but he was executing tremendous restraint by not touching himself. His prick stood proud, his essence glistening over the tip. He slid a hand down between my legs and wrapped his fingers around my cock in a manner that had my hips jerking for more.

  He gave me a wink. “She’s doing so well, Griff, why don’t we turn Katie over?”

  I lifted Katie and placed her knees on either side of me. Ari took hold of my cock again, and I saw his other hand wrap around Katie’s hip. I pulled her in to take her mouth as Ari eased her down onto my cock. He loved to tease, and he circled my cockhead around her entrance in a manner that soon had Katie and me moaning into each other’s mouths. I’d already come once and knew that now I could last for a lengthy amount of time. Finally, he pushed me inside a couple of inches but when I tried to lift and drive into her swollen cunt Ari put his full weight on his forearms that rested across my thighs. I wanted to order him off but decided I’d follow whatever plan he had running through his head.

  His cheek brushed against my leg immediately followed by his mouth on my balls. They ached as he took them in his mouth, then released them and ran a stiff tongue around the junction of the root of my cock and the plump entrance to Katie’s cunny. She groaned again, her kiss becoming still as Ari’s tongue left me and returned to the pretty pucker of her bottom.

  I cradled her face, taking her lips away from mine so that I could watch her reaction to what was about to happen.

  Her eyelids fluttered as she arched, tipping her
head back in response to the new sensation, but Ari had scarcely started, and I knew the best was to come. “You keep you gaze right at me, sweetheart.”

  Ari was back on his knees, removing the lid from the container of ointment and scooping a large amount on to his fingers. How I wish I could watch when he breached her, his expert finger slowly working its way inside that place she never knew could cause her such delight. When she jumped, her eyes widening, I could envision Ari circling and massaging, bringing the area to life so that her natural instinct would take over and welcome him inside.

  Her small mewls were constant now, and her lovely channel tightened and released around my cock. Then she became completely still.

  “This is one fingertip, Katie, nice and easy... You stay just like that, with Griff, while I slip it inside. Don’t tense, sweetheart... don’t tense.”

  I’d heard Ari talk many women through their first time, his voice deep and soft, almost trance-like as he coaxed them into surrender.

  “There we go. Do you like that?”

  I knew he must only have his fingertip working around the inside of her tight muscle, otherwise I’d have felt it against my cock. Her eyes had closed, but when I spoke, they flew open again.

  “Answer Ari; do you like what he’s doing?”

  “Yes,” she panted, then let out a long cry as Ari slid his finger all the way in. I could feel his progression through the thin wall of tissue that came between my cock and his finger.

  “All the way in, Katie. You’re doing really well. Stay still on Griff’s cock; I’ll say when you can move. For now I’m going to get you used to having something in your bottom.”

  The way Katie’s cunt spasmed around my prick made me wonder if she would come without anything further than the fullness of her pussy and the careful ministrations of Ari.

  He pulled out and went for more slippery ointment. Two? I mouthed to him. He grinned and nodded in reply. Katie had whimpered when he removed his finger, but she sighed and relaxed again when it was clear he’d returned to the task of stretching her bottom. Her eyes had closed again, and I knew she’d be tiring, keeping herself upright, so I lowered her to my chest, her tight nipples pressed against me.

  “Hold her, Griff.”

  Ari’s words were a warning that he was going in with two fingers. If one wasn’t careful, it was a move that could take a virgin all the way back to their original anxious state ruining any progress that had been made.

  Her forehead rested against my shoulder, so I clasped her, one arm across her back, one hand cradling the back of her head and whispered encouragement between soft kisses in her ear. Sure, she tensed but soon became lost in her own world of arousal and desire. I started to shift slightly until my movements became long thrusts against Ari’s fingers.

  “For someone so petite, Katie takes this very well,” Ari said.

  Her mewling pitched to higher cries as our bodies slid easily with the perspiration that gathered between us.

  “Let’s go, Griff.”

  Ari crouched between our tangle of legs, and it was the moment he spoke that I noticed I could see him reflected in the mirror on the dresser at the end of the bed. He held the cheeks of her bottom spread while he thrust his two fingers in and out of her in counterpoint to the plunging of my cock. Abruptly Katie stiffened, letting out a long wail as her cunt pulsed over me, and as her orgasm continued she stifled her cry by biting into my shoulder. In the mirror, I saw Ari remove his fingers and grasp his cock, stroking it furiously then pressing the head against my shaft as it slid in and out of Katie.

  That sent me completely over the edge, and my roar of pleasure was followed soon by Ari. He’d slipped his cock through the crevice of Katie’s buttocks and finished, spurting against her stretched hole.

  A few days later, I noticed an alarming aspect in the way Ari came together with Katie. Within two weeks, the situation worsened.

  CHAPTER 8

  KATIE

  I prided myself on the fact that I had become quite adept at sucking cock as my men referred to it. Many of the things we did made me feel anxious at first, due to my lack of experience. But Griff and Ari were always patient with me, and they appeared to be quite happy with my initial fumbling, taking a different kind of pleasure by teaching me.

  Ari frequently called me into an empty stable when the men were away from the barn, always mindful of the fact I would be uncomfortable if seen by any of the workers. I’d get on my knees, and he would stroke my hair as I sucked the head of his prick and played with his balls while he coached me about not only what he enjoyed, but Griff too. That way we could give him a surprise when he returned from the warehouse.

  Ari would begin gently, playing with my hair as I suckled and nursed on his fat cockhead. In time, his stroking became a firm grasp that made my scalp tingle and that place between my legs throb, and he would start to thrust into my throat. The way he changed from gentle coaxing to fucking my mouth aroused me tremendously to the extent that one time I burst with the pleasure of an exquisite orgasm without even being touched between my legs.

  At times, I wondered if Sid Watson and his cousin, Herbert, would have been so caring and thoughtful with me, but it was something I doubted.

  Now I lay naked on my stomach across our bed. Griff had placed two pillows beneath me which had the effect of lifting my buttocks in the air. He arranged me to his satisfaction so that I finished up in the same frog-like position as Ari had been when I’d come across the men in bed together that first night in Kotuku. Once situated in a way that pleased Griff, and ensuring first that I was comfortable he told me not to move, leaving the room to find Ari.

  Left alone to my own thoughts, I couldn’t help but recall the image of Griff and Ari together and this gave me a reasonable idea of what they were about to do with me.

  Soon the men were back in the room, talking together as if I wasn’t there. The way they praised my rump and remarked on how pretty my red hair and pale skin became when illuminated by the lamplight, lit a glow right through me. During those moments alone in the room, I’d been thinking of them so much—the way they would touch me with their hands and mouths, their cocks—that between my legs felt swollen and wet.

  “Katie certainly looks beautiful all spread and ready for us,” Ari said.

  Griff came behind me and ran his fingertips lightly up the back of one thigh, stopping and pressing them into the flesh right beside my swollen pussy lips. I swayed a little, trying to get him to touch my clit or push his fingers inside me. Without warning, he gave my bottom a stinging slap.

  “I recall asking you not to move. I hope you’re going to behave tonight, Katie.” He slapped my other bottom cheek, the heat from his hand burning through me, and my cunny pulsed.

  “Good girl,” he muttered, rubbing the place that would show the red print of his palm on my pale flesh. Two fingers slid a short way inside my channel, and it was all I could do to remain in place and not to push back on them.

  “She’s beautifully wet, Ari,” Griff remarked, sliding his fingers out and rubbing my essence around my bottom hole. “Have you already deduced, sweetheart,” he continued to me, “that Ari’s going to take you here tonight?” He inched a fingertip in causing my muscle to clench and fight against the intrusion.

  “Yes,” I answered, my voice muffled by the comforter on the bed.

  “Are you scared?”

  I nodded. I was scared and excited. I knew Ari would do his best to make sure he didn’t hurt me. Over the past week, he’d talked me through taking his fingers, and a dilator shaped like a little cock, but he wanted it to be his cock that stretched my bottom fully rather than something artificial.

  “I’m surprised. The way you were when we entered the room, with your arse up in the air, you looked as though you were begging for it. If it becomes too much, you ask Ari to stop, but it would please us both immensely if you would trust him to claim you here.”

  He pushed his finger further in for emphasis.
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  “That’s a good girl. Get me the ointment, Ari.” He leaned up by my ear. “I’m going to get you ready for him, and then I’m going to watch him as he fucks your arse for the first time.” His words were harsh, but his voice carried a note of tenderness, bringing me back to a place of safety.

  He pulled his finger from me, never moving his head from alongside my ear. I could feel his hot, wet breath, hear his filthy talk that stirred something inside me and made any care or concern I had simply vanish. I felt dirty, and wanton, and loved.

  “Coat my finger with ointment.”

  Although he spoke to Ari, Griff stayed so close to me on the bed, his presence a comfort. In seconds, his slippery finger eased back into my arse, and I sighed. It felt heavenly.

  “That’s good, that’s easy for you now, isn’t it?”

  I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation of his finger gliding in and out of me.

  “Answer me, Katie, tell me how it feels?”

  “Yes,” I breathed, “it feels wonderful.”

  “Good, two fingers now.”

  It was odd, but his technique was so different to Ari’s. Griff was more forceful, touching me in a way that made my breath hitch in preparation for some kind of discomfort whenever he flexed his fingers, or moved in a way that took me by surprise.

  “Something different now, good girl, let’s get you nice and open for your first cock.”

  I whimpered, wondering what he had in mind.

  “Here you go.”

  That was Ari speaking, and I no longer had any idea about the progression of events. Griff shifted from my side, and I felt the loss of the comfort of his body immensely. “Griff?” I could hear the alarm in my voice, and I wanted him back alongside me.

  “Ari’s greased up the dildo for you so I’m going to stretch you a little more, but I have to watch what I’m doing.”

  “Slowly...please,” I softly begged.

  “Naturally, sweetheart, I won’t hurt you.”