“probably not till this afternoon but it could be anytime, he knows were in heat he wont move too far off. Do you want another go this afternoon or will we wait till tomorrow.” Jennie made the offer all the while hoping that Olivia would opt for this afternoon. Jennie was aware her insides felt a little tender and a break might be sensible but if sensible was a guide then they wouldn’t be here in the first place. Lust had replaced sense for the time being.
“This afternoon wouldn’t be too soon would it,” Olivia grinned then giggled Jennie giggled and like to schoolgirls with a guilty secret they headed back to the tent to prepare breakfast. After they had cleaned up after breakfast they both headed to the water to freshen up and remove the boars generous deposit.
“Use the water that we boiled last night for inside,” Jennie advised but Olivia was already doing just that.
“I stink and so do you, we could both do with a proper wash to get rid of this ferrel stink,” Olivia suggested.
“not here, not in this water we’ll leave the semen inside of us tonight and the boar the boar wont want us tomorrow morning. We’ll slip across to a creek I know early. It’s safe and clean and it’s just a mile or so over that way.”
With the boars cargo unloaded both girls returned to the tent for a bit of quiet reading.
“listen to that, he’s on his way back already, we should have waited till later to clean out.” Jennie could here the unmistakable approach of the swamp boar.
“Shit!” Olivia hissed, “its not the big fella look over there Jen.” She pointed to three largish swamp hogs approaching boldly.
“Lets play it cool, wait and see what there up to. They may just go by but if they start acting aggressive offer them pussy. The boars didn’t go by but once on the Island they approached a little more carefully. They sniffed and grunted and carefully inspected the girls from a couple of yards.
“Look at that one,” Jennie pointed to the middle of the two boars. His penis was poking out and retreating as he and his brothers surveyed these strange beast that smelled like swamp pigs and were on heat as well.
“What will we do,” again in a crisis Olivia deferred to Jennie.
Jennie’s hart was racing, she had not had time to think when the Big boar had raped her but in retrospect he had seemed self assured deliberate in everything he did before he had taken her. These were younger hogs and they were agitated, unpredictable. They could do anything in there skittish state. They were probable a bachelor group or something Jennie thought. Probably never had a sow before and now they were harassing two sows that belonged to the biggest swamp boar of all. That would be very clear from the smell that the boarhad left on his girl sows.
“go down and cover your neck and face there not as heavy as the big fella so there weight wont be a problem. Stay separated and face each other that way we can see if one of us is in trouble.”
The girls both lifted their smocks up and bundled them about their neck before lowering themselves to the ground carefully ever watchful of the Young boars. In a flash the boars had closed in and began sniffing and nosing the girls all over. With there shifts high both girls breasts swung free.
The girls leaking pussies attracted the boars and they began to squabble over who was going to be first at licking and sniffing the dripping gashes. The pushing and bunting of each other and the girls began then one decided it was time and he was on Olivia’s back and humping hard. She screamed as the pigs trotters landed on the middle of her back and scraped down her ribs and across her swinging brests leaving a nasty red welt. With more luck than skill the boar found Olivia’s sloppy distended opening and quickly drove in.
Jennie was having an even rougher time with both boars jostling for her prize first on then the other was on her scraping trotters tore at her back and sides and her legs were being trampled. The noise of the excited boars and the screaming girls must have been herd for miles through the swamp. Finally on of the young boars got the ascendancy and after many tries found Jennies sloppy pussy and drove himself more vigorously in search of the tight cervical passage. Like Olivia Jennies breasts hung free and uncovered for the first time. Theboar that lost out began to suck at first on then the other. Her nipples engorged and became very tender but she couldn’t bat the beast away.
Next to Jennie Olivia grunted and gave a little squeal as her boar struck home. She was breathing hard and Jenny noticed that familiar rolled back look in her eye as the boar began to squirt into her.
The boar servicing Jennie found the girls distended cervix and to her surprise it twisted in painlessly at least the big boar had stretched her enough to spare her that discomfort. But instead of lodging in the cervix the twisting penis head just kept going and the boar bopped forward seating it beyond the birthing canal. Immediately it began to spray hot cum deep into the girls womb. Finally the boar at her breast had gone to Olivia.
Jenny shuddered as the young untested boar coated her insides with his watery seed then he slowed and the squirting feeling stopped and the warm spreading of a new batch of thicker goo was spilling into her.
After the initial onslaught both girls had been served well by the young inexperienced boars. Olivia’s boar had disengaged to early and his thin penis rested in the grove in her behind. Her ass was now covered in rivulets of the boars thick sealing semen. For another brief moment the beast rested on the girls rear before dropping off the satisfied girl sow. Pleased with himself he strutted away some yards and flopped down. To Olivia’s surprise the boar that had lost out in the first round was on her within seconds anxiously humping to make up for lost time.
Jennies young boar was taking his time and she was surprised when he hadn’t withdrawn. The girl new he should have been out of her cervix and in her vagina at this point. The warm surges of the last stage of boar semen slowed and stopped. The young hog rested motionless on Jennies back, dribbling profusely. Next to her Olivia’s second boar seemed to have made it all the way into his new mate.
With a sudden backward pull Jennies Boar dislodged himself and she gave a muffled scream at the sudden voiding of her cervix. She remained on all fours as she looked across at her friend.
“You OK?” she enquired Olivia was biting on her lip but nodded as the humping boar drove the wind from her.
“Look out,” Olivia warned “you’ve got another customer.” The boar that had previously mated Olivia landed forcefully on her back.
The girls were taken for the third time by the gang of three who were ready for another round when the sudden report of a rifle sounded not to far off. The boars scattered.
“Hallo the Island, is anyone there” It was old Joe in his duck boat.
The breathless and dishevelled girls quickly pulled their shifts down and called back. Joe and one of his sones edged closer in there flat bottom boat.
“any problem girls?” he enquired a little to smugly
Jenny answered by telling him that a while back there were three swamp pigs harassing them and they had hung around until Joe had fired the gun.
“cause any damage?”
“No, no, none at all, just looked mean is all”
“well then if you have any more problems just scream, I mean yell and we’ll be here like a shot. Were looking for the big boar at the moment, you seen him?” Jenny and Olivia both shook their heads. “No, of course, silly to ask. You girls got a gun?”
“No Joe we haven’t”
“Well with all these nasty swamp boars about you should have a gun but I guess you got other charms to deal with them nasties,” he winked and they rowed off smiling back at the girls.
“How long were they there? They saw us, I know they did.” Olivia said.
“No, don’t be silly, they couldn’t have seen us or they would have fired the gun earlier.” Jennie retorted but she wasn’t so sure. The rest of the afternoon was spent in some reflection. The big boar returned well after dark and right away he smelled the other boars smell on the girls. Although they hadn’t removed the boars semen, and they both had a belly full, the Bigboar serviced both girls not once but twice adding his not ungenerous contribution into there already distended bellies.
When they awoke the next morning the pigs had gone. And they pretty soon new the reason.
“hallo the island,” it was Joe again
Jennie returned the greeting but with little enthusiasm. The duck boat drifted into site quietly from the same direction it had appeared the previous evening. When it drew up near the island old Joe spoke once more.
“Had any more visitors ladies.”
“No its been quiet all night” Jennie replied cautiously.
He rubbed his chin in a circumspect way before speaking again.” Got a proposition to make you gals and I was wondering if we could talk some tomorrow. Guess you know what I mean” he suggested as he pushed the boat back out into the channel “moves quiet don’t it,” he chuckled as he poled the boat away.
Both girls watched thoughtfully as the old man moved off slowly.
“That old bugger and his son was watching us yesterday, he as much as said so.” Olivia wined in resignation.
“I’m not sure Liv, I suspect he’s playing a game with us. He thinks he knows something but he’s not sure what. He new we were here right enough but I think if he had been in site of us the pigs would have known. From the direction he came you can only see maybe twenty, thirty yards at most and they were at least that when they fired the gun. Lets wait till tomorrow. How do you feel after your slee… Quick Live into the canoe well follow him I have an idea why that miscreant was around here”
The girls followed the slowly moving duck boat for maybe a mile through every twist and turn until they had to pull up quickly. There dead ahead was a rather large section of raised land with a shack on it. The shack was built up on stilts over the water and the duck boat slid underneath easily with Joe standing.
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