Chapter 2

I knew I had her close when 16-year-old Laura began to tremble. This was followed by whimpering, and then she started to shake hard.

Laura said, “Oooohhhhhhhh, yesssssss! Oh, damn, yesssss! Soo good.”

I set Laura down on the ground, and she turned to walk away, but I grabbed her from behind. I held her against me and slid my hands through the loose armholes of her shift. I fondled both of her firm little titties.

Laura has a set of sweet young titties. From the feel, they were starting to fill in and go from perfect petite cones to a champagne glass shape. This was happening as more flesh began to fill their shape in. I slid my cock between her thighs. I sawed back and forth, I enjoyed her soft flesh as I softly played with her delicate teats. Her joyful laugh touched me as she giggled and, having enough, skipped off. She actually stopped skipping and flipped her skirt to show me her solid yer compact ass and slender thighs. She ran into the house. Oh, to be young again.

I walked around outside so I could calm down. By the stream, I saw there was a row of grapevines on the stream bank. Each vine was attached to a roughly made wood trellis.

I started to hear bells and a young girl’s voice calling out. I turned and saw a girl leading a small flock of sheep. It appeared she was heading towards a small stock pen some distance from the house. I moved over and opened the gate for her. She shepherded her charges on and then closed the gate.

She said, “Hello. Who are you?”

I said, “I’m Khurick Atorn. I happened by earlier when there were two bad men here. I...”

The girl ran off towards the house to check on the others.

I walked back slowly to the cabin. Checking things out. I knocked at the door as I entered. She had left it open.

I sat and watched the three yack away at each other. The new, younger girl is named Sara. On the sly, I took in her young loveliness. She obviously slightly younger than Laura is. She has a mixture of hair colors on her head; it appears she is changing from the blond of adolescence to the light brown hair of a teen. She looks leggier because she’s thinner and smaller than her sister. Her shift comes down only to mid-thigh, which means there are a lot of young feminine leg on display.

She is as demure as Laura, which is very little. I had several opportunities to view her mons as she talked animatedly with the others. She has a light smattering of peach fuzz there.

As for her breasts, they are superficial at her age. They barely show as bumps in her tight shift. Obviously, the girl needs a new shift. I say shift because the three females are not wearing proper dresses by any means. They are more reminiscent of squared, shapeless men’s shirts.

I had a couple opportunities to view Sara’s slit intimately as the women moved about talking. It stayed shut on its own accord, even when her legs were apart. The three were pretending to ignore me, yet at the same time, they displayed themselves to me enough that I knew they wanted me to view their man-bait.

I knew bait when I saw it. They had no man. They needed one. This place appeared to be in an Iron Age era. I had seen a few iron things but no guns, let alone power weapons. Everything is course or rough here.

Riley decided it was wash day and had the two girls ready to wash their few threadbare shifts at the stream. They carried a bushel basket-sized wood tub and a scrub board down. They left to do their chores. They probably planned on stripping down at the stream. Who’s to see them, me?

Riley said, “Laura told me you made her feel real good. She said she was not penetrated.”

I said, “I wish I could say I was sorry, but being around you two, and now Sara, has me aroused like you would not believe.”

She smiled and said, “I know, right? We are doing our best to let you know we need a man around here. A good man. Laura watched you heal my insides. She said you could easily have taken me like the two scum that were here. I was knocked out and unable to stop you, even if I would have tried. You only put a salve in me. Did you like that? Thank you for taking care of us.”

I said, “I enjoyed putting the salve inside you. I was happy to remove the men. I wish they had not raped you. At least your girls were safe.”

She said, “Which is why I am very beholding to you. We owe our lives to you now. Those two scumbags would have stayed a long time, and my girls would have been raped repeatedly. Khurick, we three all owe you our very lives and will do anything that you want. Anything! We are your women now.”

I said, “Anything?”

She said, “Yes, you only have to ask.”

I said, “Well, it would be nice if someone drained me. It’s not every day I have so much lovely feminine flesh presented to me on a platter, so to speak.”

She giggled, “If you take your clothes off, you can join me here on the pallet. It’s a bit small for you, and I am unsure as to my pussy condition, but I can use my mouth on you.”

I quickly pulled my sandals and clothes off. I joined Riley on the pallet, and she directed me to turn around. We lay together with my cock in her face. My face is close enough to her pussy. I have a close personal view. Talk about your inspiration. Riley’s pussy is fleshy. A mature womanly kind of cunt. It looked like it would be very comfortable to be ensconced in her when that time came.

She had her first up-close look at me and said, “Fuck me, you are rather large.”

She cradled my aching nuts in her hand and used the other to bring the outer half of my cock to her mouth. It’s not her first blowjob. Riley played my cock like it was a musical instrument.

I “Ooohhed and oohed,” I groaned, and she soon had me spurting my overly thick spend into her mouth. I did not last even a minute.

You look at several naked pussies that are deliberately on presentation for hours and see how you feel.

She had opened her legs wide as she sucked me. Her cunt smelled like she was horny. It looked damp.

I said, “How do you feel here,” as I lightly touched her vulva?

“It feels fine. Why?”

For an answer, I pulled her to me and ran my tongue up and down her slit. As her face is near my cock, I have an upside-down view of her plump snatch.

“OOooohhhhhh, what are you doing?”

I mumbled, “Returning the favor.”

“Women don’t get blow jobs.”

I muttered, “Mm-hmmmmm,” in an affirmation that they do.

I ran my hands up and down her thighs and over her tummy as I licked her. She enjoyed my hands grabbing her ass. I used my senses to tell me if she had any pain. She did not. I had done an excellent job healing her pussy, and probably her back door, too, not that I like to go there. I was glad aloe has little taste.

She had enough cuts, scrapes, and bruises on her big tits that messing with them was likely inadvisable. Her thighs and tummy were safe zones, and her healed cunt seemed to be a genuine favorite spot of hers. I teased her with my tongue and used many techniques for quite a time. I licked up and down her inner lips and briefly toyed with her clitoris.

Poor Riley was moaning loudly as I worked her over. As old as I am, I am a very learned lover and I used all my tricks on her. She went from loud moaning to screaming as I took her over into her orgasm.

He howled, “YES, fucking hell. YES! Do it, MAKE - ME - CUM!!!”

Then, “Shit-shit-shit! AAAAAIIIIEEeeee ... yes, yes, yes...”

I felt her cunt muscles working upon my face. She had suddenly become pretty quiet. I realized I had zonked her right out. I was sure she was more tired than anything.

I heard a sound and turned to see two naked teenage girls, frigging their teen cunts to beat hell. If you don’t put lead in your pencil, I don’t know what will?

I moved onto my back and motioned Laura to approach me. I took her by the hips, positioned her over me, and tugged so she would lower herself to my face.

“Whatever are you doing?”

I said, “I am going to lick you like I did your mother.”

“You can’t, that’s gross. Its dirty, I never even thought of something like that. Is Momma alright?”

I said, “Momma is more than alright. She just had a long day. Now shut up and lower yourself down here.”

I licked her to help anesthetize her cherry and ported her hymen away. She never felt it go. Breaking in teen girls, then the tears, the potential vaginal bleeding, and full-on boohooing are not my thing.

She kneeled over me so that my nose was pressed too close to her asshole; her vulva was pressed to my chin. I used my hands to move her more to my liking and began licking her delicate folds.

I went to town on Laura’s little snapping pussy, that pussy that I had been looking at for hours. My cock had never gone down. My balls began to ache soon in need again. Laura’s mind may have said no, but her slit was drooling to beat hell. Her Kitty knew what IT wanted.

“Yes, umm...”

I used my hands to paw at her ass cheeks. I think I love her firm little butt.

I could hear Sara diddling her little self. The hushed sounds of “Snick - snick - snick” from a wet pussy being frigged were evident. In the still air, I smelled three pussies putting out their call for dick. I had never encountered females as free and salacious as these three. I just got here! I may have died and gone to heaven.

These three females are much more responsive and willing than modern-day women. They do not compare to the standoffish women I had known in my world. I was not in a hurry to tap any of their pussies. I was going to go slow and savor them.

Growing tired, I wanted to push Laura over into another cum. I wet a finger and slid the first digit into her ass. I did not gain entry as she tightened up immediately, wailed loudly, and started to shake.

“NOOOO, not ... UNHHHHHHH! Oh! Unhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. O-YESSssss...”

She rolled over onto the floor. After a minute, she slowly got up, obviously wasted. I used my finger to wave Sara over to me.

“Who, me? Are you going to make me scream, too? I’m not sure...”

I said, “If you want me to. I will lick you until you tell me to stop.”

“Please, Mr. Atorn...”

Little Sarah faced me when she squatted over me, obviously more afraid than anything. I got a long close-up view of another virgin kitten. She has a more petite, younger-looking pussy. In all probability, hers is more demure due to her age. I would find out she was 15 and barely of marriageable age. Some girls develop early, but Sarah is not one of them.

Since she’s facing me, I can slide my hands up over her budding buppies. She has about one inch of soft padding on either side of her barely existing nipples. Her areolae are minuscule at this stage in her development. She has little bumps sticking out of the small areolas that are the rudiments of what will be her nipples.