Viv quickly rolled over and sat up. Her fancy hairdo had gotten mussed, and there was straw in it. Her tears had caused her eye makeup to run.
'Help her off with her blouse,' Pete said.
As the girl sat helplessly in the straw, Pete took hold of her pullover at one side while Cal grasped it at the other. They whisked the garment up over her head.
Viv's titties were cuddled in a low cut pale pink brassiere. Cal reached around her and fumbled the fasteners open, then whipped the flimsy garment away. Her pale tits jiggled, their pink nipples sticking out.
'Let's take them pants off,' Pete said, wrapping his hand around the soft crotch of the panties which were halfway down her thighs.
As he pulled the pants away, Cal bent and licked at a titty while squeezing the other in his big, rough hand.
Viv whimpered in degradation, but she didn't dare complain for fear the coarse cowboys would give her the shocking treatment they had first threatened.
'What have we got here?' Pete said, roughly pulling her stocking-clad legs apart. He dug a hand down between the bare tops of her thighs and rubbed her velvety, hair-covered cunt.
Viv squirmed in a vain effort to avoid the humiliating pawing.
'Well, are we gonna get us a blow job or not?' Cal asked as he raised his head from her breasts.
'I'm ready,' Pete said.
Crouching at either side of Viv, the two men unlimbered their pricks. Wide-eyed, she glanced from one thrusting pecker to the other, both of which were aimed threateningly at her. It was easy to see that Pete held at least a two-inch advantage over his brother. Pete's rod was the longest Viv had ever seen.
He crawled closer, his stiff prick nodding. Cal followed suit, and the dismayed girl had both dongs poking at her face, so close that she could smell their aroused fragrance.
'Okay, baby,' Pete said. 'Start licking.'
There was nothing Viv could do but obey. She stuck out her rosy little tongue and swiped it across the tip of Pete's dick. He clutched his rod at its base to hold it steady.
'Mine now,' Cal said, holding his organ and leaning closer.
Viv closed her eyes as she licked his cock. But there was no way she could close her nostrils to the raunchy fumes that emanated from the spit-moistened, passion-hot peter.
'Back to me,' Pete ordered.
The humiliated girl had to open her eyes to see where to lick. As her tongue glided over the crown of Pete's cock, he pushed forward. His fat glans shoved Viv's tongue back into her mouth and followed, plugging her face quite thoroughly.
Quivering at the brink of nausea, Viv sucked the meaty, juice-exuding glans. Suddenly Pete withdrew and pushed her face toward Cal, who immediately shoved his prick into her mouth. She was forced to turn back and forth, from one thrusting dick to the other, licking and sucking.
She didn't catch the signal which Pete gave his younger brother. When Cal flopped onto his back, his upthrust cock swaying like a flagpole in a hurricane, Viv took advantage of the opportunity to mount him and encase his penis in her silken, slippery box. That was one, at least, that she wouldn't have to suck any more.
Cal pulled the impaled young woman forward atop him, her titties compressing against his chest. He spread his legs well apart, to allow room for Pete to kneel between them.
The lanky cowboy dropped to position, his monstrously long, virile organ nodding. Its head still gleamed with the viscid glaze of Viv's saliva.
Pete eyed her lovely buttocks, split as she lay atop Cal, his shaft stretching the rosy orifice in her titian curls. Her cute little asshole winked from between the white mounds which still bore the pink splotches caused by Pete's spanking.
Taking a firm grip on his lengthily protruding prick, Pete wiggled forward and placed the tip of the tool against Viv's defenseless anus. As soon as she felt the contact, the frightened girl tried to squirm forward, but Cal's encircling arms held her securely. There was no way she could avoid Pete's twisting thrust.
Viv bawled as the fat, slippery head of his pecker painfully bulled its way through the sphincter of her ass and sank into her hot rear chamber.
'You're killing me!' she wailed.
Paying no attention to her anguished cries, Pete began fucking her virginal asshole, thrilling to the tightness of the elastic portal and to the compressed condition of her rectum, caused by the presence of Cal's thick shaft up her cunt.
As Pete screwed her rear, the other man stroked up and down in her pussy, jostling Viv and increasing the pain of Pete's unnatural penetration. The hapless young woman moaned and sobbed as the two pricks pumped inside her at the same time, rubbing each other through the thin membranes separating the chambers that they occupied.
Pete forged deeper and deeper into Viv's ass, grunting as her spasming tightness gave him an extremely voluptuous sensation. Cal similarly was enjoying his thrusts into her tighter-than-usual vagina.
'Oh, I can't stand it!' Viv cried as she writhed in a futile effort to escape from the dual impalement, especially Pete's searing incursion up her butt which seemed to have set her guts on fire.
But the brothers kept fucking her, bouncing her, jostling her – pounding their hard meat into her with ruthless abandon.
Viv's moans tapered off, and she began panting.
Pete could hardly believe it when he felt her ass push backward against his horny penetrations. She worked avidly forward and back, first pressing against him, then against Cal.
'Fuck me… fuck me!' she breathed, the words barely intelligible. Her cries quickly increased in volume until she was screaming, 'Fuck me… screw me… rip me! God damn you motherfucking bastards… Bull me! Ram me! Tear… me… apart!'
Cal and Pete all but granted her insane wish as they fucked her cunt and asshole furiously, each ramming as the other withdrew for yet another plunge. Viv hunched forward and back between them, bawling and squealing. Her titties flopped wildly about. Her pussy rippled around Cal's slippery, hard incursions as her anal muscles gripped Pete's penetrating red-hot poker.
Finally she let out an air-splitting shriek and climaxed, spasming in both holes at once as she shook all over. Pete groaned and spurted his hot sperm into her guts as Cal let go in her vagina. The three lust-locked lovers rolled together in the straw, oblivious to everything but the mind-boggling thrills that coursed through them.
Later Viv pulled her clothes together and scurried back to her car, her hair wildly disheveled and her makeup streaked on her cheeks. The brothers sat in the straw and laughed.
'Do you reckon she'll sic the sheriff on us?' Cal asked as his laughter subsided.
'Shit, no!' said Pete. 'She and Reed have got too much to hide. Anyway, she had the time of her life. She'll be thinking on this for years to come.'
'Well, I'm glad I'm rid of her,' Cal replied. 'Now I can concentrate on taking care of Millie.'
'You?' Pete snapped. 'What the hell makes you figure you've got the inside track with her?'
'I was in her room this morning,' the younger brother bragged.
'Yeah? Well, I'll be there tonight – and you'd best steer clear.'
Cal growled, 'Shit! I don't mind sharing her with Danny, cause he's her husband. But I don't see why the fuck I've got to share her with you, too.'
'You figure you're big enough to do something about it?' Pete challenged, standing up.
Cal got up, stared at his older brother for a moment, then turned away. 'Let's leave it up to Millie. I reckon she can decide for herself who she'd rather screw.'
Pete was willing. Now that Millie had had a taste of his big dick, he felt confident that she wouldn't settle for less.
There would be trouble after Danny got up and about. But Pete would ford that stream when he came to it. If the final outcome were to split up the family and leave him with both the ranch and the girl, he could live with that. His main problem, Pete believed, would be to convince his old man not to sell out to Reed.
Maybe Millie could help, Pete conjectured. He had never heard of a father and son sharing the same woman, but he didn't see any reason why it couldn't be done. And his father wouldn't offer too much
