"If you want my damn rifle off the beach, you can go get it!" Silas barked. He yanked on the rope around Babs' neck and jerked her toward him. His arms snaked around her from the rear, and he clapped his hands possessively over her cunt mound.
Wes leered at the little tufts of golden pussy hair he could see sparkling between his brother's fingers. He wet his lips and said coldly. "I didn't leave it there, turd-brain. You did. Don't worry, I'll keep her nice and warm for you while you go get it!"
Silas whipped her around so that his bulk stood between the cowering girl and his brother. "If you want to fuck her first, you'll have to fight me."
"Maybe that's what we should do – settle it fair and square, man to man."
"I'll tie her arms around the timber in the middle of the room," Silas said as he started that way. "That outta hold her until I whip your ass."
Wes shot him a mocking grin. "Before you can whip my ass, that pretty little blonde will be too damn old to fuck."
Silas sneered in contempt, jerked the girl's arms backward, and pulled one around each side of the supporting timber. He looped the loose end of the neck rope around them and started to cinch knots. From the corner of his eye, Silas saw Wes edging toward him.
"No fair hitting while I'm not looking! Wait until I get her roped real good."
"Sure," Wes said calmly. And then when Silas looked back at the knots, Wes swung toward his head with a heavy cast iron skillet he'd been holding behind his back.
It made a dull thudding sound. Babs winced, Melissa just shook her head. She'd seen the brothers fight before… over her. That blow with the iron pan would have dropped a full-grown ox, but Silas only stumbled forward and bellowed.
"You sonuvabitch! You're gonna get it now!"
He charged back like a raging bull, head down, arms outstretched. They crashed together and both of them stumbled against the far wall.
"Quick!" Babs said to Melissa. "Cut me loose. I can get away!" Terror had not yet completely fogged her brain.
Melissa approached her, dodging around Wes and Silas as they hurtled across the room again, crashing into the earthen wall on the other side. She smiled in sympathy.
"No. You're naked, you're barefoot… where could you go. They'd catch you in two minutes. If they didn't, you'd freeze to death tonight."
"I've got friends coming…" Babs spoke desperately, but in a soft voice she thought they couldn't hear.
"Men?" Melissa asked.
"Er, one – Mr. Marshal. Then his daughter and his wife."
"A daughter your age?" Melissa almost laughed. "Honey, what chance would one man that old have against the two of them?" Melissa nodded toward Wes and Silas. They stood toe-to-toe by the ramp, trading punches like a pair of kicking mules.
"You're right," Babs said dejectedly.
Any one of those brutal piston-shots would have knocked poor Mr. Marshal across the room and down on his ass. Silas absorbed at least a dozen without even giving a grunt.
Wes had more reach. He kept drumming his fists into his brother's belly. Silas had more power in his shorter arms, he kept going forward, mindless of pain, slamming Wes with all his strength.
Melissa remembered how it had been when they fought over her the first time. Frightening at first, then obscenely exciting. Now she felt no real thrill. She knew that she would be the loser's prize.
"Which one do you think will win?" Babs asked.
Melissa shrugged. "It might be a tie, and then they'll both fuck you at once. One in the pussy one in the ass. They crash back and forth inside of you just like they're doing now."
"No," the blonde groaned. "I hope they kill each other!"
"No way… fighting like this will get them both hotter than they were before. You gotta face it, you're gonna get fucked, and fucked good, no matter how it comes out."
"Ooooh, God!" Babs quivered and bit her lip. "I-I've never fucked before. Not really. There's one guy I really like, and I let him put his finger part way in, but…" Her soft features pulled into a knot of quivering fear.
Melissa gulped. Good God, a teenaged virgin! She didn't think there was an untried pussy anywhere over the age of twelve. A sudden thought occurred to her. "Maybe I can help you," she said, and she began tugging at the tight knots.
Wes clipped Silas across the chin with a jolting roundhouse punch. Silas spun halfway around and then shot back a vicious jab that sent Wes stumbling up the ramp. Both of them were too busy to notice what the girls were doing.
When the last knot pulled free, Babs jerked her arms forward and rubbed her sore wrists. "Thank you!" she said, bolting for the door.
"Wait a minute!" Melissa still held the loose end of the rope. It pulled tight and stopped the panic-stricken little blonde in her tracks.
"Hhhaagggh!" She almost choked. Looking bewildered, she turned.
"I said I'd help you, not that I'd let you go."
Babs still didn't understand, but she couldn't escape anyway. Wes filled the narrow entryway, charging down the ramp like a runaway truck. He lowered his head and crashed into Silas with an angry roar.
The blonde barely got out of the way in time. Silas came flying backward with Wes driving quick punches into his gut. Melissa jerked her out of the way and led her to the bed.
"I-I don't know what you mean," Babs said in a daze. Silas brushed by her, bumping her arm as he stumbled back and crashed against the heavy iron cookstove.
"Come here, I'll show you. Lie down on the bed."
Babs did so without thinking. The violence of the brothers in combat and the thoughts of what they would do later left her too shaken to think. The soft, silver-gray blanket of fur felt sleek beneath her skin – a delicious moment of pleasure in what already seemed like a lifetime of torment.
That made the tingling sensation sharper still.
They caught the smell of scorching leather when Silas hit the hot stove. He bellowed in pain and grabbed two iron pot lids off kettles that simmered along with his ass. Spreading them like cymbals, he swung and clapped them over Wes' ears. Wes sagged to his knees, hearing bells ring and echo inside his skull.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Melissa asked, watching with a smile when the girl squirmed with joyous surprise. "And this will feel even better…" She stroked a hand over her quivering cunt mound and fingered her silky gold cunt fleece.
"Hunnngh!" Babs gasped. "Yes! Ooooh yes. I-I play with my pussy a lot. But it never felt as good as this!"
Melissa knew she had little time to waste. The Sharp brothers would soon tire of fighting and admit to a draw, or one would go down. She glanced over and saw that Wes was already on his knees, swaying like a tree about to fall.
She pressed her lips to the blonde, fleeced dome of the girl's cherry cunt. She wiggled her tongue in before Babs could even think to protest.
"Aaahhhhh!" Melissa's wiggling tongue was far more exciting than her finger. She lapped and teased expertly around the nub of the young blonde's cunt.
Melissa had been in nurse's training for two years. In that mostly female environment she had enjoyed ample opportunity to learn and practice all the pleasure two women can share. But it had never excited ha more than what she felt now.
For a few minutes, she had a captive of her own. It helped her understand better how the two brothers felt, and why they battled so fiercely to be first with this little blonde. The girl had an exceptionally tight and sweet cunt.
"I've never sucked out a cherry pussy," Melissa said with a gasp of delight.
"And I've never been sucked by anyone!" Babs jerked and writhed, spreading her legs so that Melissa could work her tongue in deeper still.
"It'll make your pussy wet and soft, and it'll feel better when one of their cocks goes in."
"Hhhhmmmm, which one, I wonder?" Babs seemed far less frightened now. Her voice had only a curious ring, not one of treat concern.
Wes, I hope, Melissa was thinking. His cock isn't quite so big. But while she sucked up sweet cunt honey, she could see from the corner of her eye that things did not look good for him. Wes pitched forward on his face. Silas gave a satisfied grunt and yanked his head up by the hair, ready to lift his ken and put Wes out for maybe an hour.
Melissa turned away, not wanting to watch. Her swirling lips burrowed back into Babs pussy, and she savored the taste, plunging and stabbing with her tongue air deep as she could reach.
"Hhhhooo!" Babs cried. "Hhheeeee!"
Wes managed to shake his head clear of the bell sounds and focus his eyes. "Hey, look!" he said urgently.
Silas turned and saw the two girls. Melissa's long brown hair fluttered as she bobbed up and down, hungrily gulping and spearing Babs in the cunt.
"I'll be Goddamned to hell!" Silas stared, entranced by what he saw. "Never seen two women fuck before!"
"Look how that Melissa loves to eat cunt!" Wes said, slowly dragging himself to his feet.
"Yeah… huummmmph… just like she sucks cock! Goddamn, look at her go! That little blonde's pussy should be smoking by now!"
"It sure is… she's bucking like a wild horse being saddled the first time!" Silas couldn't take his eyes off them. He didn't see Wes edging around to the pile of stove wood, bending down to pick up a particularly hard piece.
"Sorry, little brother – you almost had her!" Wes whirled with the thick round limb in his hand. He hit Silas alongside the head and knocked him into a sprawl.
"Hunnnngh!" Silas moaned, struggling to get up. His eyes glazed suddenly. "Sssshhhhh…" He fell flat, silent and still.
"You're going to make me cum!" Babs cried. "Oooooh, it feels so good! Sooo much better than a finger!"
Wes walked up and caught the long, trailing ends of Melissa's brown hair. He lifted and began to wind the silky coils around his hand until it wrenched tight at the base of her skull.
"Aaaggghhh!" she cried, too driven with cunt hunger to notice anything until then.
Wes grinned in triumph, flexing his arm to pull her sucking lips off the pretty golden pussy he'd both fought and cheated for.
"Out of the way! It's time for a man to take over."
"No, you bastard! No! Let me finish… let me make her cum! I want to feel an orgasm on my tongue."
"Then go stick it on the stove… or better still, wiggle it up old Silas' ass. Maybe that'll wake him up."
Melissa could only think. Christ… I don't want to be anywhere around when he wakes up.
Wes hurled her roughly aside. Her chain clattered as she spun across the earthen floor. She tripped over Silas' crumpled form and crashed down on top of him with an anguished cry of frustration.
Babs moaned softly, missing the warm pull of Melissa's lips and the thrusts of her wiggling tongue. She slid her hands down from the taut tones of her tits to the wet golden slit of her cunt.
She spread her pussy lips with two fingers, teasing them apart. Then she worked the middle finger of her right hand into her narrow cunt gash.
"Aaaahhhh!" she cried. But it wasn't the same. Without the damp warmth of Melissa's hungry mouth, she felt a sudden chill in her pussy.
Wes grinned, crouching between her spread legs, stroking his cock while he watched her pump her finger in and out of her cunt. "That's it, honey… spread that little pink pussy of yours and get it ready. I'll bet you've never felt a cock as big as this before."
"I-I've never felt one at all."
"You're shitting me!" Wes couldn't imagine a girl so lithe and sexy keeping her cherry past the age of ten.
"No, I'm not kidding. Yours will be the first…"
"Hhhhooo, damn! That Silas will crap his pants full when he learns that!"
The battle for this doll-like little blonde had made his heart race, pumping hot blood hard into his cock. Now that he knew she was cherry, it throbbed hotter still.
"I had no idea a cock could be so big," Babs said in a weak voice. "I've held my boyfriend's in my hand… but, but…"
"Be glad it's me that won, then. Silas has a cock a mite bigger still."
"Ooooh, grruuungh."
"Don't you worry none. By the time he wakes up, I'll have that little cunt of yours nicely broken in." He leaned down and rubbed the thick, bulging head of his cock between the lips of her cunt. Babs still held the outer lips of her pussy apart, but her fingers trembled now.
"Huunnnngh!" she gasped.
His cock was so much thicker and hotter than Melissa's tongue. And it made a probing finger feel like nothing at all. When it rubbed up and down on the nub of her clit, she thought she might faint from the searing sharp pain.
"How you want my cock put in? Fast or slow?" Wes grinned, waiting for her reply. It didn't matter what she said, he had already decided what he'd do.
"I-I-I don't know. I told you, this is my first time."
"Yeah, well… then it's gonna hurt some no matter how we go about it. Slow, that hurts a little bit for a long time." He pressed his cockhead down into the mouth of her cunt. "But if it goes in fast… well that hurts like your little pussy is being ripped in two, but only for a little while."
Babs blinked and stirred uncomfortably. She could already feel his big prick knob pulsing, spreading her tiny inner cunt lips.
"I think fast! Uuunnngh, I know how much it's going to hurt… but if it's only for a little while…"
"Right!" Wes pushed his cock in the smallest fraction of an inch that he could. His muscles tensed and his teeth clenched. He wanted to prolong the pleasure of popping her cherry.
"Uaaggghhh!" Babs slammed her head back, writhing against the silver-gray fur, loving the soft tingle she felt beneath her, but hating the slow, hot stabbing force that pushed into her curd. "Fast," she pleaded. "Oh, please – get it over with!"
"Sure, honey… like, this?" Wes drew back, his muscles flexed and trembling.
"Yes! Oh, yes!"
"Heh, heh, heh…" He gave her just a little twitch of prick with each chuckling sound.
"You bastard!" Babs was onto his game now. In a strange way, she actually enjoyed it. He could have made her a woman long before this – but she still teetered on the brink. She felt the tight, fearful clenching of her cunt, and at the same time, she felt the restless surging of her fast-developing womanhood.
"You really don't want to fuck fast, do you?"
"N-n-no. Uuumnngh. Push your cock in real slow. I love the way it makes my pussy twist and squirm."
"Yeah, I like that too." She felt so tight and slithering hot, that he could hardly stand it. "Huuunnngh!"
"What's that?" Babs winced, and tears poured from the corners of her eyes.
"That's your cherry. It's a skinny little piece of flesh, that stands between being a woman or a girl."
Babs shuddered anxiously as the pressure on her cherry increased. "Grunngghhh, go slow. God, it hurts! Huuuunnngh, it hurts already! Ease off… oh, please!"
"Sure, honey." Wes drew back, "Any way you want it."
"Ssslllooow," she moaned. "Veeerrrryyy slow!"
"Huuunnngh!" He lunged down on her with all his weight.
Her cherry strained and popped before she even knew it was gone. She felt the tube of her cunt swell as it never had before. His long, stabbing prick sank to the root, and she gave a wild, shrill scream when his weight came down on her writhing body.
"Oooh! Ooohhhh! Ooooooooooh!" Babs gasped and tried to recover her senses. Sparking signals shot to her brain from nerves that had never been used before. "You're killing me!"
"No, baby – the hurt is all in your head. Your pussy loves it. I can feel that little fuckhole trying to figure out what to do."
Her pussy relaxed a little. Parts of her narrow fuck tube that had strained to the ripping point somehow managed now to loosen. Others clenched in mad passion, squeezing on his cock.
"Hhhhoooo, yes. It feels better already! I-I really do like your cock. I mean, even in my mind!" It was exciting to be a woman after waiting so long, after playing silly games with young boys.
"It's all over," she said thankfully.
"Oh, shit no… we're just getting started." Wes drew his cock back and cased into her pussy again. She gave a tense grunt. Going in and out, his thick cock raked across the frayed edges of her cherry. She cringed.
He pumped faster, and watched the girl cringe, gritting her teeth. The rapid, in-and-out motion of his big cock threw her into a turmoil of pleasure and pain. It hurt so much at first that she wanted to scream, but her lips could only quiver and release little moans.
Wes built up a lot of furious energy during the struggle with his brother. That was all coming out now. His body ached from the vicious punches he'd taken, and his ears still rang from getting hit with those two damn pot lids. But feelings of raw desire soon overpowered the discomfort, and he knew it would soon be the same for the little blonde.
"Aaaahhhhh!" she cried, and she arched to meet his grinding cock thrusts. He fucked into her upraised cunt and pressed her down again. Both gave fierce grunts as their bodies dashed and twisted together.
With all his weight on her, Babs could feel nothing at all. When he reared back again, she gasped with relief. Then his cock stabbed in, and she felt a searing bolt of pain. She shivered violently and began a sing-song wail.
It felt like her dive into the icy cold mountain lake – a brutal, almost heart-stopping shock at first, then cool pleasure, and finally, a rush of joy.
"Fuck me!" Babs cried. "Oh, Wes… fuck me good. Make me now!"
Melissa had almost brought her to the climax her body craved. Now Wes was doing the same thing, but more. Babs felt her nerves tingle in anticipation. Her pulsing cunt gripped his cock and rippled up and down his long prickshaft.
"Hunnngh!" he groaned, closing his eyes. For a young girl who'd never fucked before, she was really working his cock around. He felt the sleek, taut waves gripping his cock, pulling on it. Suddenly he tensed. "Aaaggghhhh!"
He looked so stricken that Babs thought somehow she might have hurt him terribly. But she couldn't see how that could be. His eyes got all glassy, and he roared and stabbed his cock to the root, twisting and writhing on her blonde pussy mound.
"Hhhooo!" she gushed. Something shot deep inside her cunt. Deeper than his long cock. Something smooth and hot that did not hurt at all. "You're cumming! Ooooh, God! Jism is squirting everywhere! Huuunnngh!"
Babs closed her eyes and let the seeping warmth flow through her pussy, sweeping away fear and pain and all memory of what had gone before.
She reached a peak, and nothing seemed to matter after that.