Returning to the camp, I see that my fire has burned down to good coals and the all men are now awake, even if just so. They are watching me walking towards them carrying the bucket full of water, some sloshing over the sides as I walk, wetting my thigh and calf in the process. But, when you are naked, no harm in getting a little wet. The dogs are following me, being very attentive and staying very close. I can see the men making comments to each other as they continue to watch me.
The men are now standing, Herve comments without taking his attention from me, “Look at those dogs. They are following her as if they don’t want to be far from her. They are like love sick young men.”
Tupac isn’t so sure, “No, we are making too much of a simple action from the dogs. Surely, last night would have been enough for her. She took the three of us and then the dogs and her Wolf. That would be more than enough for any woman.”
Herve shakes his head, “You might think so, but she is still naked. It is obvious that last night didn’t frighten her to change her attitude. See, the dogs lick her thigh and she smiles back at them.”
I kneel down comfortably in front of the fire coals, my knees comfortably spread for balance as I reach for the flour dough I had prepared before going to the river. I now placed balls of the dough around the coals on flat rocks for baking. The rocks are hot enough from the fire and coals that the dough slightly sizzles as it is put down. I then cut strips of the pre-cooked meat from yesterday and put it into a pan over a pot of water that is reaching boiling and place a cover over the combination.
The men have taken up positions across the fire ring from where I am working. Dreng expresses the curiosity shown by them all, “What are you doing with all that?”
“Something my mother did with dried meat. The steam from the water in the pot heats and softens the meat in the pan.”
I look up at a warm smile on his face, “You are full of surprises, aren’t you Maia?” I smile in return.
After the simple breakfast, we are still sitting in a tight circle. I feel a need for talk and planning. I don’t have the desire to take over, far from it. These guys know what they are doing and how it has worked well in the past. But we need to address the obvious before it becomes a conflict with our functioning as a group. From the time they saw me approaching from the river, through the preparation of the simple breakfast, eating, and now, they have been watching me intently. Maybe watching doesn’t quite hit the mark … staring.
“What’s the plan? Are we staying here for a few days? Are we moving on? Where to?” A constant stream of questions.
Tupac holds up his hand to me signaling ‘stop’. “What’s going on, Maia?”
“I’m excited, I want to know what we are going to do.”
“No, you were excited yesterday. This is different.”
“Yes, it is. We have to get past something to really get comfortable. The sex. Having me here naked and the sex. Me here and the dogs and sex. We have to get some of it out of our systems.”
“Maia, we didn’t mean … but, you are naked, and … well, last night was …”
“Guys, it’s not just you. Although, you have been just staring at me … or parts of me, all morning. Honestly, it’s also me. I really, REALLY, liked what happened last night. And, I … I already have been mated by your two dogs this morning.” All of their eyes drop to my exposed pussy. I see smiles form on their faces and I look down, too. My lips are glistening from the cum inside.
Herve elbows Tupac, “Told you.”
I smiled at that, “So, what’s the plan. Can we stay here for two or three days and get used to the sex? Maybe then it won’t be so consuming for us … and I mean, all of us.” There are smiles all around. Everybody admits to the need and the preoccupation. We agree to stay in this camp for the next three days and move out on the fourth to patrol along the mountain, moving South.
With that agreement understood, we go right into sex, again. The same positions are used as the night before but the who and how are changed around for variety. This time around Dreng fucked me while on my back, I rode Tupac with him on his back, and Herve fucked doggy style.
Afterwards, I just lay in camp, my legs somewhat spread, cum leaking out of my open pussy, and a huge contented smile on my face. I was just dozing when I felt a canine tongue at my pussy. I wasn’t even caring at the moment if anyone was nearby or watching, I raised my knees and spread them out to the sides completely opening myself to the wonderful feelings being generated as my pussy was licked and my clit rubbed at the top of each licking. I opened my eyes and confirmed that it was my Wolf. I raised part way up and took his big head into my hands, scratching his ears and kissing his snout. It was then that I saw Herve and Dreng on the other side of the camp, but watching carefully. I didn’t see Tupac and one of the horses was also missing. But, no matter, Wolf was the only one who hadn’t been around for a fuck this morning and I wasn’t about to make him, or me, wait any longer.
As I held his held to my face, his tongue came out, licking along my lips and over my nose. Hmmmmm, is that how I taste? Why not give them even more to think and talk about … I slipped a couple finger between my legs and dipped them into my pussy, pumping them in and out several times before taking them out and bringing them to my mouth. I sucked on them looking at the men, “Hmmmmmm …”, giving them a devilish smile.
I look under Wolf and saw he was well out of his sheath. My scent while licking me undoubtedly triggered the memories and caused the reaction for arousal. Excellent, as far as I was concerned. I just rolled over to my hands and knees, looked over my shoulder at him, and wiggled my ass. He licked my ass cheek one more time before jumping onto my back with enough impact to cause me to grunt at the load. But then we both got our legs under us, redistributed the load, and he thrust at me, sliding into my pussy with a minimum of guiding. I climaxed with Wolf, each of us causing the other to go over the top, him with my pussy muscles clenching and relaxing around his cock and knot like a massage, and his cock jerking, twitching, and spurting into me. After we released, I was paying particular attention between my legs to see just how much dog cum leaked out at the moment of the knot coming out. I was surprised. It had felt like some did, feeling it along the insides of my thighs, but to see it actually run out and drip down onto the ground was more than I imaged.
I had moved to a sitting position as I noted Wolf lie down and start licking his cock clean. That made me curious. It felt like a nasty curiosity, but I was still very curious. I crawled to Wolf and he raised his head from his licking to watch me. I put my hand on his head and held it away as I move right in and took his still engorged cock into my mouth. A groaning sound escapes him as he laid his head down on the ground. I sucked on the tip of his cock after pulling back some and was rewarded with a little more cum. I continue to suck until I could no longer get more. Then, I licked and sucked the outside of his cock, then the knot, getting my first really good inspection of it in the process. I am more than a little amazed that it can go in and out of me without damaging me. And, I remember that this size must certainly be a shrunken size after coming out of me.
I return to the hide of the elk I had killed and continued to prepare it and stretch it out on the ground for drying, staking it out so it is slightly raised and air is allowed to flow on both sides of it. It feels like it will be good for new moccasins for the guys. I had examined theirs and I could not determine a practical way to modify theirs to have ties to stay on during strenuous efforts or to provide more padding to the soles. I had decided new moccasins would be required. Getting the hide dried and shrunk was the first part of preparing.
Tupac had set fish traps in one of the streams feeding the lake from the mountains. I asked to go with him to inspect the traps later in the afternoon. He climbed onto his horse and extended his hand to me. He almost effortlessly pulled me up and behind him. I positioned myself and held onto his waist without any of the shyness of before. And, this time he was without a shirt. Now I could feel, and did feel, his hard, muscular body under my hands, one hand over his stomach, the other a little higher. As he encouraged the horse from a trot to a gallop, my lower hand slipped just slightly in a bounce and moved just under the waist of his trousers. I could feel him tense, but he neither said or did anything to discourage me. Of course, I didn’t know that he was encouraging me, either; I still had a lot to learn about the subtle aspects of male and female interaction. I decided to be the aggressor and inserted my hand inside his trousers. He tensed again and I felt the horse slow to a walk. We weren’t near any stream that I could see and figured it must be in the trees that were directly ahead of us. I pushed my hand further inside and I touched his cock. I smiled into his back as I pressed the side of my face to his wide, strong back. I turned slightly and planted a kiss to his skin as my hand clasped the head of his cock. He moaned and tensed, again.
“Loosen your trousers.” I kissed his back, again. He transferred the reins to his mouth and with both hands untied his trousers and released the button at the top. He didn’t say anything, ask anything, or request anything. The horse was still walking and I scooted up tighter behind him, giving my hand more access inside his trousers. My free hand moved up to his chest, stroking the slabs of muscle, which made me nearly cum just feeling them, the power, the strength they meant. Tupac was a big man, a powerful and strong man; I could feel it when he fucked me and I could feel it now as I rubbed, caressed, massaged, and fondled his chest. At the same time, my other hand, the ‘not free’ hand was moving up and down over his cock, a muscle on man that I was very much fond of after only a little experience.
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