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He pulled out sitting on the bed, letting out a happy sigh.  They’d finally found a girl who was perfect for them.

Chapter Eight

As George watched, Henry wasted no time, crawling around behind her.  They’d all take her the same way tonight, he knew, because they’d all want to play with her ass before they took their turns in her pussy.  Hopefully it wouldn’t take long before she’d be ready to take one of their cocks deep into her ass.  He smiled, thinking of how tight she’d felt around his finger.  Around his cock, was going to be amazing.

Marina panted, kissing Lewis still.  She could tell George had finished, and Henry had taken his place behind her, but he hadn’t touched her yet.  She wasn’t sure she’d be able to reach the peak again with the men going so quickly one after the other, but she would certainly enjoy the journey there.

She felt Henry’s finger slide into her pussy, and she tried to clench around it, trapping it there.  Why did she always want to be filled?  Cocks, fingers, it just didn’t seem to matter.  She felt so empty!

Henry’s finger slid out of her vagina and she felt his hand spread her like George had.  Why did they keep playing with her bottom?  His finger slid into her, but it stretched her more.  She groaned into Lewis’s mouth.  Henry’s finger wasn’t nearly as gentle as George’s had been, thrusting in and out wildly, moving in circles and obviously trying to stretch her wide. 

She broke away from Lewis.  “Please stop.  That hurts!”

Henry sighed.  “I know it does, baby.  Just a little longer.”  His finger moved in and out a few more times, before pulling out completely. 

She sighed with relief, only to have him plunge it deep one more time.  When he pulled out again, she felt him kneel directly behind her.  Thank God he was done with that nonsense. 

His cock slid to her very wet opening and he plunged inside her.  She let out a loud squeal.  She wanted him to plunge hard and fast, driving inside her like there was no tomorrow.  She pressed her hips back against his, half afraid to ask him to go faster, but wanting it desperately.

Henry laughed softly.  “You want it faster?”

She blushed, but said, “Yes, please.”  All three of the brothers laughed.

This time, no one touched her but Henry.  George lay on his back watching her large tits dangle beneath her as her brother plowed into her.  Lewis sat staring into her eyes, letting her know he was waiting impatiently for his turn. 

Henry slammed into her over and over, making her grunt softly with each thrust.  He had his hands on her shoulders, yanking her back to him as he pounded her. 

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 wanted 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.