"Oooh, slit! I'm going to cccuuummm right now!" Jo wailed. She wanted the lewd delights of clit and cock fucking to go on and on.
"One orgasm isn't really a climax," Tracy said. "I just learned that, and so did Dick. We aren't going to stop until you've had at least six."
Dick felt the wild, wrenching spasms of Jo's first orgasm begin. Normally, the clinging heat of an excited young cunt would have made his cock fire right then. But all the fucking he'd done recently left him immune to her wringing fury. It would take a while for his balls to build up another great load. By then, Jo's dreams of having a real climax would have all come true.
Karina felt the sleek, soft touch of mink as she cowered against the wall, pressing her back to the lustrous pelts tacked over the bed. The tingling sensation only served to remind her how callused toward pain Eric and his father must be.
They set the steel traps in the woods, including the one that snapped so viciously hard on her ankle. The memory of that flared in her mind again as they approached. Eric was holding the knife with a curved blade, the one she'd threatened to cut off his cock with.
The sight of it now gleaming red in the flickering light from the fireplace and the cold way he grinned while stroking the razor-sharp blade with his thumb made her cringe.
"I ain't forgotten what you wanted to do with this," he said.
"You're sorry, what? That you didn't whack off my cock?"
"N-n-no." Karina would have buried herself in the wall if she could. Eric's piercing, pewter-gray eyes looked cold and hard at the blade of the knife.
"I oughtta skin you like a fox," he said. Eric's free hand lashed out and grabbed a hank of her red-golden hair. He jerked it high above her head and pulled her toward him, holding the knife poised.
"Not my hair! Oh, please – don't cut my hair!"
"Then you better fuck me good, girl. Fuck me good enough to make me forget what you said you'd do."
"I will. I will! I'll do anything you want."
"Yeah, you will… or I'll scalp your head and your pussy too!" Eric released her suddenly and Karina fell on her side, more afraid now of the knife than either man's throbbing cock.
Thor climbed up and lay on the bed behind her with the huge gnarled head of his cock reaching out toward the delicate slope of her ass cheeks.
Eric set the menacing curved blade on the floor and stretched out facing her. Slowly, a grin curved his lips. His ploy had worked. She was not worried at all now about his big cock, or Thor's that was looming behind.
"Fuck her, boy. You been wantin' to all day," the big man said impatiently.
"And I want it top," she moaned. "I have ever since you picked me up and held me in your arms." It wasn't just her fear working now, it was also the mysterious appeal of Eric's rough strength.
"Show me how much you want it," he said. "Take hold of my cock and work it around in the mouth of your cunt. Grease that big prick up real good."
"Oh, yes. I want to feel it. I want to wet it with warm honey." She reached down with both hands and curled them on his blue-veined cock shaft, guiding the balled head of it to the slit of her cunt.
Touching Eric excited her even more than her father had. This was a man she couldn't expect to be so loving and kind. A strange mixture of fear and daring desire made her heart race.
"Oooh," she cooed, "I never should have held you any other way!"
"For Christ sake, quit yacking and fuck!" Thor was impatient, waiting for Eric to ram the girl back onto his big knobbed cock.
"Why not? I'm ready, and so is she." Eric thrust with his hips, wedging the padded head of his long ram in the wet grip of her pussy slit. He paused to let her work it round and ease the tension in her hole.
"Do it slow," she begged him. "A little at a time. Let it get me hot, then put in a little more. That's how my father taught me to melt snow," she babbled.
Eric said, "I've melted more snow and more pussies than he ever saw, and yours feels like it's boiling to me!" He gave one mighty thrust and stabbed in all his hot length.
The swift, jarring shock threw her back to meet Thor's enormous cockhead. It bored into her ass, violently spreading the sleek, pliant tube that Jo had so thoughtfully prepared with her finger.
Karina gasped. It felt like a brick had been rammed up her ass, but she had no time to think about that. Eric powered into her pussy with a series of ruthless, deep driving thrusts. The raw edges of freshly torn cherry burned again.
"There must be some of my virgin seal left," she moaned.
"And there will be until you've been fucked by the hammer of Thor," he said. "Hurry up, boy – fuck her good! Drain your cock so we can trade places and clear her pussy all the way out."
Eric nodded, but he was in no mood to rush, not with his cock working deep in the best and most tender, young pussy that he'd fucked in years.
"C-c-can you make me cum over and over like my mother did?"
"More," he assured her. "And better!"
"Ooooh, I want that. I don't even know yet how it must feel." Karina rammed her hips forward to meet each of Eric's mighty thrusts, then she let her body go limp and slide back on Thor's big-knobbed ram.
"That's good, boy! Keep her comin' – I just love her tight ass."
"And I like her cunt even more. God damn it, girl – for one who's still dripping hot cherry, you sure can fuck!"
"It's great having two cocks in me at once. I-I never even dreamed how good this could feel!"
Jo had given her a hint by finger-fucking her ass and pussy at the same time, but fingers and two men's big cocks are a world apart. That strange new world of lewd pleasure opened wide before the young redhead's eyes as the first of her multiple orgasms began.
The warming blaze in the fireplace had burned low by the time the two trios had satisfied and untangled themselves. Thor said, "Eric, show the two girls where the wood is stacked on the porch. Have them bring in enough to last through the night."
Karina and Jo both followed him willingly. Rough or not, he was the sexiest young man they'd ever seen, and neither of them had had enough of him yet.
Dick's dark eyes took on a troubled look as the three of them trooped out the door. "What's the matter?" Tracy asked. "I thought you were having the time of your life."
"Oh, I am." Dick chuckled and shook his head. "You can't imagine what a pleasure it was to be looking down at you and fucking Jo at the same time."
"You've done that before, at least in your mind. How many times have you fucked me, wishing and dreaming it was some other cunt?"
He shrugged, "Quite a few. But we're adults, I figure we can handle what's happened. But I'm not so sure about the girls."
"I think they adapt to change easier than we do," Tracy said. "Look at how they took to the wilderness after you taught them a few tricks. Jo even said that she could stay here forever."
"That was before she met Eric and Thor."
"And I think it's even more true now." Tracy smiled, her blue-green eyes flashing brightly as she watched Karina and Jo come back in, both with arm loads of splintered wood. They were both laughing, chattering and making plans as young girls so often do.
"I'm still not sure," Dick said doubtfully.
"The girls must be. Look at the wood they're throwing on the fire."
"What?" Dick had been, watching, but too deep in serious thought to pay real attention. Now he blinked and his mind snapped clear. "My God, they're burning up our skis!"
"That's their answer," Tracy said, twining her arms around Dick's neck. "But I know an even better way to keep warm. How about fucking your wife for a change?"
"Yeah, for a change."
But for what kind of change, Dick didn't know. None of them did. Only one thing was certain – they'd all have until the spring thaw to find out.