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Chapter Six

           
O
n a Sunday evening, long after supper, after a sleepless night she imagined Silk going down on her bud while Bo fucked her pussy from behind. She went outside to their quarters in the far end of the barn, mopping her damp throat with a moist handkerchief. Bo stood before a small looking glass, daubing his shaving brush into a cup. Bo turned her way. He hadn't lathered his cheeks or chin.
Aila
stood on her tip toes and kissed him long and lingeringly, giving him her tongue. Her hands slid around to his nice ass and parted. She crossed to Silk who put down an old newspaper; his mouth dropped open. It was obvious he had been reading but quit. She pressed a sultry kiss to his lips, giving him plenty of tongue too. Bo crossed to them wearing an intrigued expression.

           
Highly aware of what she was doing,
Aila
slid her hands up Silk's bare chest; her lips re-found his lips. After she withdrew, she drew an extended finger down his cheek, throat and muscular chest invitingly. Turning, she gave a sultry smile to Bo, hoping her action made his cock hard as granite. She noticed that darkness had come as she stepped across the grassy yard toward the house.

* * * *

           
Is she having a moment of reckless courage?
It didn't matter to Bo; he liked her in a state blatant indigence.

           
Without words, they followed her inside the house and into the bedroom.

As Silk closed the door after them, Bo lowered the wick of the hurricane lamp, darkening the room. He felt as though his dick would explode. They'd both have her before the night ended. Silk drew the lacy curtains aside so the moonlight could filter in and bathe everyone and everything in dark blue. God, Bo was so ready for her; his cock pressed against the buttons in his trousers wanting freedom.

* * * *

           
"We'll go gentle."

           
"And we won't play around with your affections. We love you,
Aila
, and you'll be our woman...our only woman."

           
Bo put his large, strong hands between
Aila's
ample clothed breasts and began unbuttoning the top button at her throat as Silk looked on. He moved down between her breasts undoing one button at a time. Standing behind her, Silk began pulling her top up when Bo finished. He pulled it from under the waistband of her long gray skirt.

           
Her breath caught when she felt their rough hands moving on her soft skin. They pulled her petticoat off and each took a part in unlacing and loosening her undergarments until she stood naked before their appraising eyes, which fell gleefully prey to their roaming hands. She liked their hungry, appreciative eyes feasting on her moonlit breasts and pussy.

           
Her ample, heaving breasts still stood high and proud, all tingly. Her nipples were taut, since they were loosed from their restraints. The moment was utterly exhilarating.

           
"They're beautiful," Silk murmured.

           
She watched the adoring men shed their clothes and take a place before her, ready to fuck her silly. Their cocks were hard, coming up to just under their navels--potent cowboys who were ready to please. Something hit the floor with a clunk. Upon further inspection, Silk's harmonica glistened from the darkened floor near the bed.

           
Bo swept her back on the bed, keeping her positioned between them. Their rough hands moved slowly and deliberately over her smooth skin, taking possession, making her breath hitch every few seconds as they explored never aroused spots of her body.
Her pussy needed all they could give to replenish her and make her feel like a whole woman again.
She found their nearness overwhelming and bracing.

           
"You're so lovely, you make me breathless," Silk said, his breath tickling her skin.

           
Aila
felt his warm breath in her hair and on her scalp as he pulled the combs out of her long blonde hair and began finger-combing its silky length down her back. It caused her cunt to clench.

           
His hard shaft pressed into her backside as she faced Bo; both men showed her their eagerness. Bo's cock positively pulsed when it touched the soft, quivering skin of her abdomen. She had an urge to suck its head...but didn't move. At the moment they were in charge and that was the way she wanted it.

           
"Being near you, thinking of you like this, wanting you...nearly drives a man crazy..." said Silk. He bent his head and nipped her shoulder.

           
"The touch of your skin causes me to shake," said Bo as he lowered his head. His lips found hers and he kissed her gently while Silk cupped her hips and moved his hands down,
then
slid his hand around to her front side; he massaged the soft skin of her tummy. The side of his hands brushed the hair of her pubic mound, causing her inner muscles to violently contract and her to suck in a deep breath.

           
Bo's mouth re-found hers. In response, she parted her lips like an opening flower and allowed his probing tongue deep passage into her mouth. It slid along hers as he simulated fucking, sliding back to the inner recesses and pulling out. Hands, she didn't know who fondled her breasts.
Aila
felt
Silk
running his wet, flat tongue up her spine, starting down between her hips and going up, over and over again. It caused a fiery, ravaging inner hunger that could melt steel, readying her for the three way union that surely was in the works.

           
Behind her, Silk slid his hands down and grasped each of her ass cheeks, spreading her, as he ground his front side against her and pressed his lips to her shoulders and neck. Dragging his teeth over her skin, he pressed and released his cock between her ass cheeks, simulating fucking. It was clear
Silk
and Bo planned to fuck her real good that night. It was long overdue; she wanted it until she got sore. She needed their cocks.

           
She raised her buttocks from the soft bed, seeking and asking for their entrance into her body. Silk said softly, "Not yet,
Aila
. We want you to be ready."

           
"I-I am ready."

           
But the men refused to rush her. When Bo said, "I want to taste you first," she didn't know for sure what he had meant, but had a pretty good idea.

Suck me and do naughty things to me. I want it.
Tongue fuck
my pussy. I want both of you to do it to me at the same time.

           
While lying on her side, Silk continued to make love to her backside. His cock pressed toward the back entrance of her pussy, while Bo cupped a breast and ran his wicked, torturous tongue along the outer pinkish brown ring. He wetted it thoroughly and then blew on it, tearing her up with sensation until her butt moved against Silk's hard cock, asking him to slip it into her.

           
"Not yet." Bo nipped and gently bit and pulled on her taut nipples. "Mm," said Bo. "You're sweet as honey."

           
"We can do this all night and in to next week," said Silk. "I'll bet you're pussy is just as sweet as you," murmured Silk into her ear. "I'd almost bet you'd like it to be eaten."

           
Aila
felt Silk's hands slide down to her taut ass and smack it hard a couple of times, around and under the curves nearing her sex. His fingers slid between her wet inner thighs causing her rebellious body to writhe and undulate. She ached for more and cried out some gibberish, some foreign words of which she didn’t know the meaning. When Silk's fingers moved up and down the length of her slit, on both sides, her breath caught and more animalistic sounds escaped her throat.

           
Bo sucked her lower lip as though it were a bit of peppermint candy. She parted her thighs more, needing to feel the sliding friction of his massive organ up into her from behind, filling her. But, he stopped short, teasingly. The touch of its head between her buttocks reduced her to a whimpering, pleading mass of nerves and sensation.

           
"Not yet, darling," Silk said as his dick pressed into the small of her back. "We've not finished."

           
"
Ohhhh
," she said weakly.
Fuck me hard.
Stick
both your cocks into me at once; make me come. I don't care...spank me and suck me. Do it until I scream your names and beg for more.

           
"Mm,
Aila
. You're making me so hot." Bo guided her hand to his cock, drawing her fingers around the end, wincing at her touch while they shared a deep-throated kiss. She tasted a bit of his cigar and tooth powder. "See what you do to me. Some days I can’t even button up my pants."

           
Silk's cock lingered and pressed toward the rear entrance of her pussy again without slipping inside, enticing her. She wanted to scream it felt so good; her pussy needed release.

           
"Feel mine too." He guided her hand back to his standing rod.

           
"What if one of us came in your mouth?"

Do anything you want to me. Eat me. Do wicked things to me. I'm so ready for the both of you.
"Mm-hm."

           
"Would you like it,
Aila
?" asked Bo against her open mouth as Silk's fingers located her nub and ran over it several times.

           
"Take me. I want your cocks. I need them. Let me suck it."

           
"My cock will explode if I can't have you," said Bo as he massaged her breasts, lovingly ministering them equally. He moved his mouth and tongue down her ribs, sucking each part of her as he moved down. He licked under each breast then down to her navel. Once there, drew wet circles with his tongue and nibbled her skin. Down he moved to her pubic mound. She panted while he lingered, licking the patch of hair, reeking havoc. The movement caused her inner walls to contract, especially when his fingers pushed past the lips and entered her.

           
"Mm, you're drenched."

           
Her inner canal
spasmed
around his fingers.

Aila's
soul blazed with raging passion for them as she spread herself wide.

           
"Let me just do this..." Bo took his hands off her then strongly took hold of both her legs.

           
Silk also withdrew so Bo could put her more fully on her back. There, in the blue moonlight, as Silk took a place under her and sat with his back to the headboard, she sat up with her back to his chest. He reached around and massaged her breasts while Bo's mouth went down between her thighs and fed on her sensitive, aroused bud. She raised her knees to her chest and spread more, if that was possible.

           
From behind Silk reached around, down and held the lips of her pussy apart while Bo lightly sucked, brushed and blew on her sex, causing her extreme but sweet agony. She squirmed and cried out for mercy. "Take me...do what you want."

"Mm," said Silk his hands moving on her ample breasts, pinching her nipples hard to enhance the pleasure-filled moment.

           
Aila
felt her blood rushing through her veins and her pussy begging Bo for more.