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Sluts of the Savage Land 3
🕑 Added 2025-03-14 00:00:06 +0000 UTCEach time she dropped down, her ass bounced against Mohawk’s cum-swollen testes.
“Fuck that pussy!” she growled, gleeful that the men couldn’t understand a single word, that she could be as gutter whorish as she liked with them and not lose any prestige.
Baldy stroked Emma’s back as she rode Mohawk, his hands describing every curve of her undulating body. His right hand slid between her buttocks and introduced the middle finger to her asshole.
“Ohh yessh,” Emma slurred, moaning through the feeling of her asshole contracting around his digit. “That’s what you have to fuck!”
Baldy yanked his finger out of Emma’s anus and climbed up behind her to replace it with his cock.
Emma wiggled, her eyes far up in her skull, her folds contracting as the two big dicks filled her and pulled to make her fuller. “Oh! Oh!”
The Indios jabbed at each other, disbelieving that they could feel one another’s cocks through Emma’s fat ass and womanly hips. None of their own women had ever been so accommodating and they were amazed with this new wrinkle to sex. Bracing his hands on Emma’s shoulders, Baldy pumped into her ass as best he could with the pressure of his friend’s cock also taking up the limited space within her.
Emma keened, rolling deliriously between the two muscular physiques she was lucky enough to be sandwiched inside. “Fuck me! Fuck meeee! I want your cum in both my holes!”
Baldy bit her shoulder, the back of her neck, her ears. She shuddered with each new love bite left on her body. Mohawk ran his wet tongue into her ear and she cried out, now overloaded from so much stimulation. Her frontal lover lowered his head into her breasts and began sucking on her nipples.
“Oh yes! That’s it!” she moaned. “Oh God, fuck me, fuck all of me!”
Her juices flowed from her sex like melting butter, while Baldy grunted with each churning thrust into her seething ass. Emma couldn’t take being double-teamed like this any longer. She’d spent so long being faithful to Scott, being used to only having to handle one cock—even if it was monstrously oversized—that two brought down all her self-control.
Her overstuffed cunt was about to explode. Her fingers and nipples and toes all stiffened and flexed, like the skin on them was about to burst into flame.
“Wanna come!” she whined. “Wanna come right now!”
Baldy was fucking bestially, his hips bucking into the tall blades of grass that pressed in on them, his belly smacking Emma’s ass, his manhood filling her like a piledriver. Abruptly, he could take no more. His cock thrummed and he shot his load up into Emma’s bowels.
“AHHH!”
“Ohh yessss,” Emma mewled, feeling the hot cum settle inside her, giving her the lasting fullness of a good fuck. “Let me have it all…”
She wiggled her ass, happily trapped between the two men, feeling another layer of jizz coat her innards. The hot pleasure surged through her body.
“I love being your cum slut! I’m going to get off on being so full!!” She held to Mohawk, making sure she didn’t get away from him as her body shook, spasms deep in her loins turning the rest of her into a ragdoll. “OHHH!”
As Emma’s pussy roiled around his manhood, Mohawk rutted up into her with all his might. Grunting like a man in torment, he impaled her with all he could of his engorged flesh and spasmed. His cum left him in steaming hot ropes.
“Oh, so much cum!” Emma gasped. “All those big, spurting dicks! Oh yes, oh yes, leave it dripping out of me!”
She moaned and sighed, both her holes convulsing on the hot, potent cocks held inside her. The tribals fucked deep into those openings, trying to leave their cum deep enough in her to reach her strong medicine and empower themselves with her self-evident spirit.
“I should fuck more men who don’t speak English,” Emma growled, lost in her lustful happiness. “How fun to think you don’t know what a whore I am!”
Scott, of course, didn’t care—she’d long since converted him to appreciating having his own personal slut at his beck and call. At least when he made it convenient to her. But how competitive it would make her beloved leader when he realized he’d have to compete for her affection a little.
Or maybe punish her for how much she’d enjoyed taking advantage of their open relationship. Scott fucked best when he had an excuse to take out his frustrations on her… someday, maybe, he wouldn’t be such a Boy Scout and they’d come to a more comfortable arrangement, where he wouldn’t fuck some of the sluts it amused her to let him fuck and she wouldn’t make him so very jealous.
But Emma left the planning to Scott. She lived in the moment.
And at the moment, everyone who existed in her world was drenched in sweat. The air was pungent with Emma’s flowing cream. As she slipped out from between the two tribals, rivers of cum fell from her well-used openings, seeping down her inner thighs. The men had certainly paid sufficient homage to her skill.
Emma came unsteadily to her feet. Reaching down, she pulled aside her cuntlips and moaned lusciously as the larger helping of her insemination poured out into a waiting hand. She brought the cum up to her face and rubbed it all over her features.
Next, she reached back behind herself and did the same with her buttocks, cooing in delight at how much excess cum spilled into her hand. This she drank directly, painting her tongue with it before rubbing with both whitened hands at her breasts, leaving them streaked with anointings of semen.
It was easy to spot Ororo’s white hair in the light shed by the fire. Emma walked to where she sat by the river, cooling her feet in the shallows where predators couldn’t reach. She sprawled out beside her in the moonlight, catching her breath and letting the flowing river lap coolness into her sweaty, cum-soaked body.
“Too primitive to know they should come all over me,” Emma observed. “But of course I’ve never minded giving my IUD a work-out. What were they saying, anyway?”
Ororo puckered her lips. It was just like Emma to want a glowing review after sex. She herself couldn’t say she liked Emma’s open, even aggressive sexuality—but she supposed it was better than being with the kind of repressed prude who would no doubt judge Ororo severely for how she expressed herself.
“They were calling you a schoolgirl. Saying they hadn’t fucked anything so tight since they were boys taking the virginities of their first wives.”
Emma lit up with a smile. “Well! There’s an endorsement for you. Much as we both may like Scott, he’s just not the sort to say how much he likes your tight pussy.”
“You should let your plastic surgeon know. He should be truly proud.”
“Ororo, there is only so much I trust a man with my womanhood. That was pure Kegels. Although… I really will have to have more anal sex with fearless leader. With a cock like his, if Scott isn’t ruining my ass, he isn’t truly trying.”
“They also said they don’t know if they’ll have enough energy for the battle tomorrow if they have to satisfy you.”
“Battle? What battle?”
“Nothing that involves us,” Ororo assured her. “But we both know how collateral damage spreads further the fiercer the fighting. And it’s hard to be fiercer than fighting cheek to jowl with your enemy.”
“And I was hoping we’d found a pair of guides.” Emma ran a few fingers through her hair. “What seems to be the difficulty?”
“One tribe is claiming that a maiden of theirs was raped by a warrior from another tribe. Our ‘guides’ belong to the affronted tribe. They’re obligated to contribute their bodies to the tribe’s honor.”
“And how long will they be needed to contribute, for pity’s sake?” Emma demanded.
“As I said, until the battle tomorrow.”
Emma was gob smacked. “You mean they actually intend to fight to the death for this girl’s honor?”
“You’re being too indolent in the thinking you ascribe to them. It’s not feminism or chivalry. They simply wish to remind the other tribe that there are consequences to trifling with them.”
“Such as? They can’t very well intend to wipe out another village over one rape.”
“No, that would be too much trouble. They’ll attempt to raid the offending village, carry off a few of the women, have their way with them, possibly keep them as wives if the stars align.”
“That’s barbaric!” Emma exclaimed. “They can’t mean to make up for one rape by committing another.”
“Why? Would it make more sense to make up for it by killing others?” Ororo cracked a kink from her neck. “They’ll ravish a few women—as many as they can get away with, which won’t be much. It’s like the saying goes, ‘if you take my eye, I’ll take both of yours.’” Ororo smiled grimly. “Hammurabi didn’t make it out here, but there are limits. As long as the battle isn’t prosecuted too seriously, there will be no retribution… except for maybe a few years from now, when someone from their tribe ambushes a lone wanderer or rapes a woman caught on her own. And then the whole thing will start again.”
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