My Wagon Train Adventure (closed)

[goldsoundz]

The sight of the knife only excited Jack more. He loved that this strong woman could protect herself, and demand what she wanted. He looked deep into her eyes.

"Then be a woman for me, Maria." He repositioned himself and sat naked on the earth, his cock sticking lewdly up at her. He held his arms out, palms up and flat, showing Maria that she was in complete control. Jack smiled warmly up at her, their positions now basically reversed. "Tell your man how you would like to be a woman."

 

[LizVegas79]

Maria grinned. Only the men she had spent days with and worn to a frazzle had ever let her be on top and it was definitely her favorite position because -well - his thing could reach places and stay there longer than in other positions.

And Mister Jack's thing. 'My goodness," Maria smiled to herself, 'it practically casts a shadow!'

Maria lowered herself onto the challenge eagerly sinking all the way down on it until she squealed with delight.

Gently rocking back and forth on him as she sunk her pretty red nails into his chest and smiled down at him gave her such delight she had never known before.

Faster and harder she rode him. Calling him animal names and slapping his chest and face playfully as raptures she had never known before began to swell within her.

"Oh, Mister Jack," she purred almost unconsciously. "It is so deep inside me I want to scream!"

 

[goldsoundz]

No one had ever ridden Jack's manhood before. The pleasure was almost overwhelming -- the feeling of Maria's tight womanhood sliding up and down on his hardness, the wetness sliding down to coat all of his most sacred places, the sight of her supple young breasts and dark, swollen nipples undulating before him, daring to be tasted, even the exquisite pain of Maria's fingernails digging into his chest. He was alive with pleasure, and he now lost himself in it. He fixed Maria's stormy dark eyes on his own as he supported her back with one large hand, and caressed her womanly hip with another.

"Yes, Miss Maria...so deep inside of you...all for you...all for you."

 

[LizVegas79]

Maria bit her lip and rode him faster. Harder.

Her white cowgirl hat feel off her head and hung off her slender copper shoulders for all the world to see.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body spasm-ed with delight as she thru her head back crushing her pelvic bone against his faster and faster, harder and harder until she was a delirious animal in raptured heat.

 

[goldsoundz]

Jack thrust his hips up wildly into Maria as she rode him faster and faster. Finally, he felt her womanhood spasm around his hardness as she ground her pelvis down onto him, and he suddenly felt his time running short. His seed was coming, and everything that came with it. Not just satisfaction, but devotion; loyalty; a child if God willed it. He wanted it all, wanted his seed deep inside this young girl. It was happening.

"Maria! Oh Maria! Here comes my seed Maria!"

 

[LizVegas79]

Maria gasped and bit at the air as the volcano of manhood erupted inside her tight little bruised love nest as her fifth toe-curling orgasm overwhelmed her at precisely the same time.

"OH MISTER JACK!" she sighed as she collapsed down on top of him, drowning him in her almond scented hair and waiting for their mutual convulsions to stop.

After several minutes, she finally raised herself up and looked down at him affectionately, then lower to her glistening furry modesty. Slowly she raised herself up and a thick pool of gooey white man seed leaked out of her and formed a wide lake on Jack's belly.

"Christina is going to be so surprised!" she beamed with a wide, bright smile.

She touched herself when she was standing over him and raised her fingers to her full, rosy lips as the last rays of the dying sun danced on her skin and silhouetted her long, slender body.

Quickly tying the abbreviated top back around her feminine charms and stepping back into the tiny little short shorts that served as her pants, Maria smiled and thanked him and then dashed off before Jack had barely mustered the strength to sit upright.

 

[goldsoundz]

As Jack lay panting, legs shaking from the intense orgasm he spilled inside of Maria, it occurred to him that Christina was still caring for his daughter. With Maria obviously satisfied and on her way, he needed to attend to his whole clan once more. Slowly, he rose, and clothing himself quickly, stumbled off back toward the wagon train. He did not notice the three other young women from the wagon party who had been spying the whole lurid encounter with Maria, and who were only now able to contain themselves enough to rejoin their families.

 

[LizVegas79]

Maria gave the three women hiding behind a rock on the trail back to camp a knowing little finger wave.

When she got back to the wagon she was crushed that Christina wasn't there but climbed in, took off all her clothes and crawled under the covers to wait for her as she sat on her hands to keep from playing with herself.

When Christina finally showed up, Maria's face lit up with glee.

"Guess what?" she burst.

"What?" Christina asked as she crawled in and began undressing in anticipation of a long night of heated passion with the fiery Mexican girl who had once been her servant and was now her mistress.

"I bumped into Mister Jack along the trail coming back from scouting," Maria half whispered.

"And -?"

"And ... he was thinking of me when he thought he was all alone."

Christina curled her fingers to make a circle and moved her hand up and down in the air like they had seen Jack do when he was in their wagon weeks before. "You mean he was -?"

Maria's emerald eyes sparkled as she bit her lip and nodded.

"So what happened?" Christina begged as she slipped her pearl white bare naked body under the covers next to the long, lean copper fire waiting for her.

"Well, after I bumped into him," Maria began, "I let him bump into me and ...." Maria guided Christina's hand between her legs "... you like how he tastes and you like how I taste .... so together ...."

Christina beamed and slid down between Maria's legs and finished her sentence for her. ".... together it must taste extra wonderfully fantastic!"

By the time Christina was finished, there was little chance Maria would be having Jack's baby. The two girls swapped his seed between them for the rest of the night and well into the morning until Maria's silky purse was as pure and clean as if no man had ever spoiled it.

The next day of course, they were extra exhausted around camp, but not too tired to share their most recent secret discovery with their closest friends.

Their secret spread like wildfire between the women and that night, every last remaining man in camp. except for Dr Almondson and Jack Anderson, filled a nubile silky purse with his affection and each of the women then returned to her own nest to share the gooey mixture of delight with her friends.

It's no wonder when the advance riders from Fort Laramie came out to greet their wagon train the following morning, they were greeted by what amounted to a handful of grinning men and the sight of dozens of barely clad women in groups of two and three, four and five wearily peeking out of their wagons with very little modesty or shame.

The riders rode back to the fort and rumors of "a wagon train of gorgeous wild women" began to spread across the western plains.

 

[goldsoundz]

By the time Jack and Dr. Almondson made their way into Fort Laramie for supplies and the latest news on the trail conditions, the place was already buzzing about the "carnal caravan" that was camped out along the perimeter. Each time they passed a small group of soldiers or trappers, they heard a piece of salacious rumor: ("...all of them naked as the day they were born..."; "...wouldn't believe the noises..."; "...a harem like an Arabian king...")

Jack ignored the talk and kept about his business. Still, at every merchant and smithy they were offered free services and supplies for access to their wagon train, as if they had any say in the matter. The idea that the women would actually be in charge of the party now was a concept that no one at the fort could grasp. Jack knew security would be crucial in these few days at the fort, as lonely soldiers seeking mischief would surely be circling the edge of the camp like wolves, waiting to pick off any young woman who ventured off by herself. Once the fort dwellers had perceived the notion of promiscuity, all adherence to modern law were out the window. Jack would have to watch his charges carefully.

More disturbing than any of this was the easily recognizable reality that the wagon party was late in its journey. They would surely not reach Independence Rock by the traditional July 4th deadline, which meant they were in danger of getting snowed in much later in the Sierras. Though oppressive heat ruled these high barren plains presently, Jack could practically feel the chill of relentless snowfall, still several months away. They needed to hurry along.

All of this weighed on Jack as he and Dr. Almondson made their way back to the wagon camp. That weight was lifted though, when he spied Miss Christina bathing his daughter in the river. Rather than risk getting her clothes (such as they were) wet, she had also stripped down and plunged in herself. Jack tried not to betray his lust to Christina's father as they approached.

 

[LizVegas79]

"Well, lookie over there, Jack. Guess we're getting a might near that wagon train them men back at the fort were talking about. Could you imagine? A wagon train full of lusty - oh for the love of God! Is that my Christina down by that river in nothing but her all together?"

Christina recognized the approaching riders up on the bluff, stood up in the waist deep water and waved heartily at them as she held Jack's child above the water by her belly as she taught it the fundamentals of swimming.

"I swear, every day she looks less and less like her mother," Almondson sighed. "Less and less and less. I swear, one day I fear I might not even recognize her. Jack, would you do me a great favor and go down there and ask her to put some clothes on please?"

 

[goldsoundz]

Just as Dr. Almondson was imploring Jack to encourage Christina's sense of modesty, it became apparent that Miss Christina was not alone in her waterborne frolic. What must have been the majority of the females in the wagon train were lounging nude together in the river, cleaning off from weeks on the dusty trail. It was of course shocking for a gentleman to behold -- like something out of Greek mythology or the salacious tales of Ancient Rome. But as a born farmer, Jack could also appreciate the obvious practicability of it: The women were now clearly in charge, and they were choosing to bathe in such a way as to minimize the possibility of one of them being attacked, as Christina was before. Jack could even see two naked young beauties sitting on the riverbank, adorned only with rifles to protect the gathering. Christina had refused to accept her prior victimhood as her life's lot, choosing instead to empower herself and her trail sisters. It was also a good example for his own daughter, he presumed. Whether it was also a fantastic source of arousal to witness the large collection of naked, nubile young bodies helping each other undress, swim and float, bathe, and dry off (those girls over there were just rhythmically drying each other, weren't they?)...well, that was another problem. A challenge for Jack to overcome.

Jack sauntered down towards the riverbank, clapping and calling encouragement to his daughter's swimming lesson. As he did so, Christina turned to face him, her full, wet, pale breasts glistening in the afternoon sunlight. "Miss Christina," Jack smiled, "Your good father believes you should cover up and protect your modesty." Jack glanced quickly at the collection of naked female bodies all around. "You all appear quite comfortable and safe to me. How do we resolve this difference and calm the doctor's nerves?"

 

[LizVegas79]

The two beauties with rifles guarding the festivities Jack hadn't noticed each put their cold steel gun nozzle just under each of Jack's ears and cocked the hammers of the Winchester with their thumbs.

"No men allowed," one of them hissed.

Christina smiled and motioned for the two women to lower their weapons and return to their posts. "He's no harm, girls," she told them as she swayed her hips from side to side looking at Jack. "In fact, he's one of ours."

Christina glanced up the riverbank at her father, sighed and accepted the practically sheer, pretty white cotton and lace robe brought over to her by one of her attendants. After tying the dainty drawstring and adjusting her ample young bosom into the delicate support cups for comfort, she waved to her father again.

"It's a nice day, Mister Anderson. What's wrong with having a little bath under the nice warm sun? Want to join us? I'm sure some of these girls would love to wash you up and down and all over until you're nice and clean and happy"

 

[goldsoundz]

It was a garish offer to make right in front of his young daughter (let alone Christina's father), and Jack judged it nothing more than a taunting tease. Christina was becoming quite accomplished at taunting; Jack further judged that she knew how much she got to him and planned to use that power accordingly. He stiffened his back and tipped his hat slightly at the assemblage of naked females.

"That's a very nice offer, Miss Christina, but I believe we'd best be getting these supplies back and loaded up. We've got a long, hard trail ahead of us, and the roughest road is still to come." He turned to Dr. Almondson, who was standing still as a statue, mouth slightly agape, staring at two teenagers who had decided to ignore the boring exchange and had recommensed kissing each other deeply, their nakedness pressed firmly together, bodies gyrating slightly. "Dr. Almondson!" Jack called sharply. The older man blanched and turned to him. Jack spoke more softly. "Perhaps we should leave these ladies be and get these supplies back to the party."

The two men veered right and headed to camp. Dr. Almondson was dumbstruck. Surely Jack knew more than he was saying. He seemed to consent to this lustful spectacle. What was going on? Did this man he trusted have carnal knowledge of some of the very women in his charge? Of dear sweet Maria? Of...his own daughter? He had to put all of these thoughts out of his mind and focus on getting his medical supplies reloaded. Still, the sight of all the beautiful naked bodies had awakened his desires in a way he thought long passed. He and his sweet wife hadn't been that way in...how many years? He had been very comfortable with it. And now, here he was, a man of almost 66, round and soft and balding, trying to hide a massive erection under his trousers, and lusting of the shape of one the sweet young women he remembered from the hillside. A young woman he had cared for as a doctor all her life. It was exceedingly...unprofessional.

Dr. Almondson finished loading the medical supplies off the cart, bid an awkward goodbye to Jack (who set off for a patrol sweep), and bent back down into his tent. The sun was going down now in the cool late evening of summer, and his wife would be out cooking and washing for hours now. He could rest his weary, old body, and try to regain a hold on his senses.

 

[LizVegas79]

"Mister Almondson," Maria half whispered as she parted the canvas flap of his wagon, "may I speak with you, sir?"

Maria had watched the man she admired more than any other man unload and arrange his new supplies from behind another wagon, waiting for him to take a break. When he took off his gun belt and jacket and crawled into his own wagon, she bite her lip as a naughty idea sparked to life in her mind.

Dashing off, she summoned her prettiest Chinese, prettiest Mexican and prettiest blonde White girl from her lusty corp of always eager, always willing volunteers.

Almondson jumped at the sound of her sweet, soft voice. He was in nothing but his cotton underpants and it was obvious he had just been thinking about something, or someone, other than taking a nap.

He nodded in embarrassment. "Oh, Miss Maria! Umm, yes. Certainly. What is on your mind? How can I help you?"

"I might ask you the same thing, sir," she answered with a wry grin as she opened the flap wider and revealed her three, skimpily dressed, pretty assistants to him. "But I am here to help you. You need some help around camp keeping everyone informed about the schedule and plans you have for the second part of our journey, yes? These are three of my most trusted assistants. Mai-Ling, Raquel and Sophia. Pick one. Or pick all three. I guarantee, they will serve you well."

Maria snapped her fingers and the three attractive young women scampered wordlessly up into Almondson's wagon and plopped down next to him.

Mai-Ling was the tiniest and youngest. Barely 5'2", 100 pounds and 19 years old with flawless lightly golden skin and a shy, but very pretty smile. Raquel was fuil-figured but athletic and nimble, in her early to mid 20's, copper brown skin wearing a low-cut blouse and short denim skirt that hid little of her smouldering sexuality. Sophia, was Russian, early 30's, porcelain white skin, perfect smile and very voluptuous despite her tiny waist and hips.

All three began petting him and introducing themselves one by one, declaring their devotion to "whatever he needed".

Almondson tried to protest but Maria just smiled and let the canvas flap fall back in place as she headed back to her on wagon.

 

[goldsoundz]

The doctor continued to stammer as he tried to distance himself from the 3 young ladies, all the while his proud manhood aching to find the flap in his longjohns and be set free. It had been years since he had relations, but his body was certainly still willing. As he moved round the tent seated awkwardly as not to expose himself, the women chased right after him, until partly in frustration and partly from desire, he fixed his gaze on the Chinese girl and nodded.

"Mai-Ling...hello my little pearblossom." He figured a younger and smaller girl would make a fine aide in his cramped quarters. Plus there was something about Chinese girls that had always made him burn with curiosity. His glance stole down for a moment to her small, almost flat chest, her nipples hard and poking through the soft cloth of her traditional blouse. The sight excited him tremendously; his mouth went a little dry and he absentmindedly licked the rough old lips under his shaggy beard. "You'll do fine I think, thank you. Yes, thank you very much. I...I should rest this old body now, if you don't mind, little pearblossom. I'm old enough to be your grandfather!"

 

[LizVegas79]

Mai-Ling gave him a demure smile as she peeled the small t-shirt that served as her dress over her head.

Then she wiggled her delicate little fingers in the air for Raquel and Sophia to leave - which they did begrudgingly and not without some commentary and advice.

"Use your hands the first time, Mai" Raquel said.

"Yes. He looks like he is about to burst like dam." Sophia added in her delightfully think Russian accent.

Mai-Ling rolled her eyes after they left and wiggled her warm, soft little hand into Dr Almondson's longjohns and around his ache. The two little mosquito bites poking out from under her skimpy t-shirt dress turned out to be much bigger and fuller than he had imagined for such a tiny little thing, which temporarily paralyzed his ability to speak.

"You make much big happy for me now, yes?" she purred as she freed him from the longjohns and began delicately stroking his long, fat desire from top to bottom.

 

[goldsoundz]

Doctor Almondson's proud, crooked member stuck up over his belly as the Chinese girl stroked him delicately with her tiny hand. Her first soft strokes soon became more purposeful and her grip on his manhood firmer. The Russian girl was right, this wasn't gong to last long. He was thankful for the girl's encouragement. "OH!! He groaned a little too loudly. "Oh, my little pearblossom, that's just exquisite! Oh! Oh YES little one!!!"

***

Mrs. Almondson sighed and shook her head from 20 yards away as she heard her husband's loud groaning and exclamations of lust. "A man's lust will awaken 3 times in his life" she remembered her grandmother telling her long ago. "A good woman's job is to make sure the awakenings don't ruin him." So this must be the third, Mrs. Almondson thought to herself. Well, better this way, while he's close by and I can keep him out of trouble. Sounds like she's one of those Chinese girls he's always tried to hide his weakness for. She'd have to find the girl, and teach her how to be more discrete. Can't have the old man making a fool of himself.

***

"Oh my little silk flower!!!" The doctor roared. "Oh yes, keep going! Keep going!! Oh YY-YYEEESSSSS!!!" The doctor's eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as the first shot of sperm leapt from his body and splashed across Mai-Ling's cheek.

 

[LizVegas79]

"Oh, Mister Boss Man! You make so much happy for little me!" the young girl cooed as the volcano in her hand erupted over and over again with one gooey white rope after another.

"You no been happy long times, huh?" she added with a grin when he was finally finished and her face and chest were covered and dripping with his gratitude.

Beet red and panting from exertion Almondson, just stared at the innocently sexy, naked little Oriental. All he could do was pat her on the head as he tried to catch his breath.

"Well, is okay. I work good anytimes for you from now on. Take good cares of you all ways. You need Mai-Ling for anything else now?" she purred as she licked the palm of her gooey dripping hand with her little pink tongue.

 

[goldsoundz]

Almondson's hazy mind pondered whether what they said was true about the oriental girls; that their -- that they were tighter...in there. Ten years ago, he might have found out right then. But now he was already going to sleep. His eyes lidded heavily. "S-soon, little pearblossom, soon." His head bobbed heavily. "Just gonna rest...a bit..."

Good Dr. Almondson was fast asleep, his head swiveled down on his chest, his body half sitting and half laying, sprawled out in his chair, and his ruddy, pink cock, half deflated, still hanging out of his longjohns below his swollen belly, a last thick drop of cum clinging to the tip. Mai-Ling found a cloth, wiped the old man up, and carefully folded his penis back into his clothes. Then she wiped herself off, dressed, and quietly exited the tent.

As she emerged, squinting into the evening twilight, Mai Ling found herself staring directly into the stern eyes of Mrs. Almondson from across the camp. The young girl betrayed just a flash of surprise, then steeled herself defiantly, eyes narrowed, prepared for whatever battle she faced. Mrs. Almondson stared back at her for several moments, obviously searching, but for what the younger woman had no idea. Then Mrs. Almondson raised her eyebrows slightly, brought a finger to her cheek, and brushed lightly. Confused for a moment, Mai-Ling then raised a finger to her own cheek -- and found a gooey remnant there. Carefully, Mai-Ling cleaned the rest of the seed off her own face, her cautious eyes never leaving Mrs. Almondson's. The older woman scanned her over once again, then nodded.

In that moment, a new arrangement was silently struck. The young immigrant girl Mai-Ling would never again worry for food or clothes or warm shelter. Old Mrs. Almondson would never again worry about semen flying at her face.

It was a very even bargain.

 

[monak4u]

(Christina)
I was asleep in the wagon when I heard a rustling sound. I looked outside and saw my mother and Mai Ling looking at each other. Both women took a finger and slid it across their cheek. I didn't really know what it meant so I went back to sleep. I pulled the blanket over my body and placed my fingers on my clit. I began to rub, making my pussy wet and warm.

 

[LizVegas79]

Maria crawled into Christina's wagon and grinned at the ripe youthful smell of fresh sex hanging in the humid, musty air.

"I think your father is going to go to the fort one more time tomorrow to stock up on our supplies," Maria whispered as she peeled her tight cotton halter over her head and wiggled out of her denim shorts and panties before crawling in bed next to Christina.

"I head some soldiers say it is a long way over the mountains to Cal-lee-for-nee-ah," Maria said carefully to get the pronunciation as close to the way Christina had taught her to say it that she could.

Maria slid her left hand down Christina's warm naked body to her trembling nexus. Their fingers danced and played together above Christina's desire until Christina put her hands to her sides and threw her head back in surrender to Maria's delicate and expert touch.

"Are ... you .... scared?" Christina moaned softly.

"A little," Maria confessed as she slowly kissed her lips down Christina's body. "There is much work ahead for all of us. This might be our last night together for many moons to come."

 

[monak4u]

Maria told me that daddy is going back to the fort to get supplies. Then she gets in bed with me. She then moves her fingers down my body until they touch my pussy. I moan as her fingers encircles my clit.....I squirm at her touch.

I then turn and kiss her lips. Our tongues touch. My own hands touch Maria's nipples, making them hard. She feels so good.

 

[LizVegas79]

"I want to tie your cute little lily white wrists and ankles to this wagon Tina and make you my personal puppy pet for the rest of the night," Maria whispers. "And then I want everyone to see the rope burns on your wrists and ankles tomorrow and whisper among themselves about what you must have let me do to you."

 

[monak4u]

Maria takes my wrists and ties them to the top of the bed. She then ties my ankles to the end of the wagon. I am spread and defenseless to her desires. She touches my nipples then pinches them harshly.

"ouch!" I squeal.....she then takes a bandana and gags me...I struggle to get away but cannot.....

She takes a riding crop and raises it in the air. SMACK!! It lands on my bare pussy. I cry out in pain.....She then takes a pipe and stuffs it in my pussy.......thrusting it in deep.

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[LizVegas79]

"Remember all those times you were so mean to me, Miss Christina? I hated you so much! All your money and your pretty clothes and your sweet father who loves and spoils you so all the time. But then those men found you by that river didn't they? They were having a good time with you, weren't they Miss Christina? Were you only pretending to hate it? God you've been such a naughty girl ever since that day! Did something inside of you wake up? Something way up DEEP inside you?" Maria demands as she plunges and twists the pipe deeper in her former mistresses' tight pink purse.

But then an arrow ripped thru one side of the tent and out the other. Then another seconds later, both barely missing Maria's head as she lorded over Christina prone and helpless body.

"INDIANS!" she shrieked, blowing out the candle and then quickly pulling the pipe out of Christina's pink, glistening love crease and untying her.

Tossing a six-gun to Christina, Maria picked up the Winchester given to her by an admirer and both semi-naked women peered out the back flap of the wagon looking for a target in the darkness to shoot.

Their camp was alive with screams and orders and the sound of gun fire. Maria looked down at a heap on the ground. It was the pretty Chinese girl she had given to Christina's father as a present. The pretty girl's eyes were wide and frozen open in surprise.

The two arrows sticking in the back of her pretty robin egg blue dress explained why.