My breasts were pressed into his back, one hand on his highly-toned body and the other stroking his rigid and highly tensed cock. He moved his back against, not pulling away, but from side to side, rubbing his back against my squashed breasts and nipples. As the horse continued to walk, now on his own, Tupac was steadily moaning and groaning from the manipulation of my body and hands. He would tense and gasp, he shivered and moaned, then he sucked in his breath, arched his back and became very tight and rigid. Then he came! He was still holding his breath against the release so there wasn’t much sound, yet. That was to come. When it did, he arched the other way, away from me, his cock still spewing his semen onto my hands as I continued to stroke up to the top of the head, then down, and up again, squeezing as I moved up his cock, squeezing the last drops of seed out of him. For now.
The horse had stopped. We were at the stream. I grabbed his arm and slid off the horse to the left side. He sat in the saddle, hunched over, for a moment longer before stepping off himself. The front of this trousers was wet with his cum. I reached up and kissed his lips. He took me into his arms and hugged me, lifting me off the ground. “Maia, where … did you learn that? No, I know … you’re just trying whatever comes to that pretty, beautiful, but very sexy mind of yours.”
I smiled up at him, “I can always stop, I suppose, if it would be better …”
“Oh God, NO! The three of us have absolutely no idea what you might come up with next. But, we love it that you are as aggressive about it as we want to be.”
I giggled, “I don’t know what is even possible, proper, or expected. I think that is the wonderful thing about this. I am learning by trying.” I then pulled his trousers down his legs and looked up at him, his cock now semi-hard. I had to move only a few inches towards him to kissed the head. “Since I made a mess of your trousers, I will clean them for you and lay them out to dry. But that means you have to stay like me, naked. And, that means I get to stare at you.”
He smiled at me and took me back into his arms, “That sounds fair. And, I am not complaining.”
The fish traps were ingenious and I intended to remember this technique. They were woven from grass and reeds into a long cone shape with a wide end with a narrow opening. They were placed in the water pointed with the narrow end upstream. The idea was that fish could swim into the basket, but it was not big enough to turn around and they essentially got trapped even though there was an opening right behind them. And it worked, two of the traps had nice fish in them. That combined with some of the meat and nuts would be a nice meal. We each cleaned a fish and lay the fillets on a nearby rock and let the rest of the fish drift downstream. They would be scavenged by some animal later today or tonight.
That night after our dinner and in the fading light of evening with the sun approaching the mountain tops of the mountain range to the West, it started all over again. In only a full day, all three men have experienced the three positions any of us have considered so far. I am realizing that I still don’t have a favorite and with three men to satisfy that is probably good for variety. But, I have decided that the doggy position probably isn’t with the guys since I get to experienced it plenty with the canines.
After the men, I see all three of the canines are sitting somewhat patiently nearby. Wolf walks directly up to me and the other two stay back. He is by far the dominant male of the group. The guys are relaxing near the fire, remaining naked, and enjoying the show I am unintentionally, but unavoidably putting on for them. When the last dog mounts me, I shout out loudly, “No! Uuuuugggggghhhhhh!” I squirm away from the animal, then regroup myself, and help the dog mount me.
They rush to me, “What’s wrong?!?”
“Sorry, the damn dog just pushed into the wrong hole.” I laughed and they joined in with me but they stay to watch me mate for the last time tonight.
I have found that not only am I not only in demand for my sex, but also for sleeping with. I am now also rotating between the men as a sleeping companion. I also find it very nice to have someone to be cuddling with at night. I like the feeling of a strong male body pressed into my back or one that I can cuddle into from his back or side, my leg and arm over him or vice versa. Tonight I am in Dreng’s arms but my mind isn’t shutting off like it should be given my fatigue. That ‘wrong hole’ comment hangs with me. The dog tried mounting me in the wrong hole. And it went partially in and it might have gone further if I hadn’t moved away from it. The thought doesn’t leave me. Is that done? Do people fuck there, too? The possibilities open in my mind … and even in my sleep, it is just on the edge of my mind.
The next day I went to the lake for a swim. Father’s teaching me so long ago has turned into a good way for exercise and bathing at the same time. As often happens, the dogs follow me. Wolf is again off in the forest hunting for himself. I know Wolf will get his turn with me later in the day, but for now I am about to be mated by the other two dogs. As I come out of the water, I find them both sitting next to the water, apparently waiting for me. I stand in front of them, water running off my body and they both move forward and begin licking my wet body. Then one finds my pussy and my legs open. I am standing with my legs open wider than my shoulders to give them ample access to me. One moves behind me and I now have two dog tongues working over my pussy and ass. And the thought returns, ‘the wrong hole’. Damn, it makes me hotter just thinking of it, envisioning how it might happen, what it might actually feel like, and I make a quick decision and I see a possible approach.
I return to the camp and am determined to try the lusty thoughts that have been swirling in my mind since yesterday. I want to try being fucked in my ass. As I approach the camp, the men are relaxing, but also working on little things needing fixing and mending. I walk right into the middle of them and stand in front of them. They haven’t put trousers on since fucking me this morning, they too are getting more comfortable with a shared nudity in the camp. One by one they glance up at me as I stand deliberately and with seeming purpose. Then, I see them getting a little harder as they notice the dog cum leaking from my pussy and making the insides of my thighs glisten in the sunlight.
“I want to try something that might be very different. You’ll have to tell me if you have ever heard of anyone doing it. Anyone want to help me?”
Tupac looked at the others as he replied, “Knowing how the last couple days have gone, it has to be about sex. So, I would guess we all would be willing to help with whatever you have dreamed up this time. What is it?” They all chuckled, gave me lusty looks, and nodded agreement.
“I want you to fuck me in the ass. Is that gross or something? Do people do that? Am I sick or something? I mean, since yesterday … I can’t get it out of my mind.” Again, the questions and concerns come out in rapid fire without taking a breath, until Tupac holds up his hand, again, to stop me.
“Have you ever noticed that when you get nervous or unsure of yourself that you can’t stop asking questions or talking?” He looked at the other two, “Either of you ever hear of a normal woman wanting to be fucked in the ass?”
Herve chuckled, “A ‘normal’ woman? No. At least not the ‘wanting to be’ part. I have heard of owners wanting to take a slave that way, though. My understanding is that the ass is a tighter hole than the pussy, especially a pussy that has been used.”
I was shifting from one foot to the other getting more embarrassed by the moment and wondering why I even brought the idea up. “Excuse me, we’re not just talking about any old pussy or asshole here, this is MY pussy and asshole. So … I guess we should just forget it?”
“NO!” It was an exclamation in unison from all three.
“But, just so we’re all clear about this, you really do want to do this? This is something that has been on your mind, because I don’t think any of us have mentioned anything about it.”
“Yes, definitely, absolutely, only me. There I go, again. Look, if it hurts too much or doesn’t seem right, we’ll just stop. But, when the dog penetrated me just a little yesterday … after the shock and the moment of pain … I felt so full, it was interesting.”
“The idea is interesting to us, too. So … how do you propose this happens?”
“I think, maybe, if I am on my hands and knees and I am taken from behind. I have two loads of dog cum in my pussy. If you put your cock in my pussy, first, and fuck me there for a while, then with your wet cock put it in my ass.”
Tupac looks at Dreng. I can tell he is conflicted but I appreciate what I think he is considering. “Dreng, no offense but in this case it will be good. You are a little smaller than Herve and me. I think you should try it first. Okay?”
I was watching Dreng and could tell that at first he might have started to take it negatively until it occurred to him that it meant he was going to be the one to be able to fuck me there, first. When he looked at me, I gave him a smile and walked over to him. I reached up and kissed him on the lips as my hand went to his cock. I looked down at his cock as I slowly stroked it. It was already hard just from the discussion, just like the other two. I then looked up into his eyes and smiled awkwardly. “Will you do this for me, Dreng?”
“Of course, Maia, if that is what you want. But, if there might be some initial pain because it is so tight, you need to let me know if I am going to fast or … even if I am going too slow.”
“Thank you … and I will. That’s why I want you to lubricate in my pussy, first.”
I look nervously at the group and take a deep breath. Before it was all fantasizing, now it was about to become real. I got onto my hands and knees and looked over my shoulder at Dreng and gave him a reassuring smile. I hoped I knew what I was doing. My knees were spread like I was about to be fucked like before but when I felt his hands on my ass, I flinched in anticipation. He slipped his cock into my pussy easily after the two knots that had been in there, stretching me out and leaving me somewhat gaping. I patted his thigh as indication that he could move his cock and he slowly pulled out of me. I then felt his cock head at my asshole and I could feel the wetness of it on me. He pressed against me and made no progress. He pressed a little harder, but I realized I was nervous, tense, afraid it might hurt.
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