on to the next. She loved it. Sparks blazed in her pussy each time his fingers slid off her swollen nubs.
Eric could have clenched his arms and held her, but it was more fun this way. He liked what her delighted writhing did to his cock. It was still spurting fresh juice into her mouth, more to drip down and make her sultry body gleam.
The gliding friction on her bulging nipples made them burn. Tracy gave a mumbled grunt and stiffened as wives of joy sank down to her pussy slit. Eric's hot cum had dripped on down to the mouth of her cunt, the slick warmth hitting her clit triggered an orgasm.
She trembled as the wonderful pulses of raw pleasure began. He caught her tits then and whirled the nipples around, still pumping his cock down her throat. He almost choked her with its hot length.
It took what seemed like hours for their mutual spasms of joy to end. And it took what seemed like days for him to ease his cock from her mouth so that Tracy could take a full breath.
'Oh, God! That was great! I can't wait to do it again,' she said looking up.
'Right now, I'd rather fuck.'
'That's even better. Sucking your big cock made my pussy so hot. Look, my honey is flowing and there's already jism spattered on my cunt hair. I want to feel it inside. I want you to fuck me full. Make me cum again!'
'Maybe later,' Eric said.
'But you want to fuck, I can see it in your eyes. Your cock is getting hard again. I know you want to stick it in my cunt.'
'Yeah, I want to fuck cunt… but it's more your daughter been thinking about. I'm gonna pop her cherry and then come back to fuck the pussy she came out of. That's something I ain't never done before.'
'No!' Tracy screamed, struggling to her feet.
Eric brushed her aside with a sweep of one hand. It was almost a casual gesture, but it packed strength enough to send Tracy sprawling. She crashed against the wall and slid down onto her ass.
She felt totally defeated. All her frantic sucking hadn't weakened his big cock at all. If anything, it looked bigger and harder than before. It was glossy with spent cum and it gleamed in the flickering light from the fireplace in the corner of the room.
Eric walked toward Karina, who sat staring blankly from the edge of the bed. Her face looked white as the fur of her parka. The girl couldn't believe what her mother had done, and she couldn't understand why.
'Doesn't look so scared,' Eric said. 'It doesn't hurt… not much anyway.'
'No, don't touch me!' Karina said as she managed to stand, bracing herself on the back of a crude chair.
He laughed, circling around. 'You wanted it when I was carrying you to the cabin. You liked the feel of my cock prodding the cheeks of your ass. I could feel how it made your pussy squirm. I'll bet your panties are still wet with virgin oil.'
'That was before I saw what you and Thor did to my mother.' Karina's pretty face was a knot of disgust. All her romantic illusions had been shattered. These men weren't loving and kind. They were brutal, greedy and demanding in their lust.
'She liked it and you will too.' Eric edged around the seat of the chair.
'No, she did not. She was just trying to save me.' That thought dawned on the girl while she was watching with grim fascination. It was the only way to explain what she saw.
'If so, it didn't work.' Eric made a grab for, her, but Karina slipped away. She wasn't quite the cripple she'd pretended to be. She'd played first on her father's sympathy, then on Eric's.
'Well, God damn! The little bitch can walk!'
Karina only wished that she could run. She went from steadying herself with the chair to gripping the mantelpiece, and she backed across the stone hearth.
Tracy dragged herself up. Eric was going after her daughter, stalking her slowly and silently. His big cock wagged back and forth in front of him, an obscene signal of his intentions.
Thor was too busy feasting on Jo's big tits to care what anyone else did. He lapped and slurped, rasping her nipples with his tongue, spreading his hairy mouth wide enough to swallow all of one creamy tit mound then the other.
She watched over the bear-like hump of his shoulder, wincing each time he raked one of her nipples with his broken teeth. Jo knew he was going to fuck her, she just didn't know when.
His hammerhead cock jerked and twitched each time he engulfed a big mouth of tit. His rough hands fingered her pussy mound, fingers stroking her sleek, dark hair. He parted her cunt lips and twiddled her clit until she grimaced, her eyes shut.
Karina had her back to the wall. She reached the end of the mantelpiece, and there was nothing else within reach that she could use for support of her ailing leg. Even her fear of Eric did not give her courage to try taking a step without help.
He reached out a hand. 'Hold on to this. I'll lead you back to the bed.'
She cringed, vehemently shaking her head no, tousling her red-golden hair. It gleamed soft and bright in the light from the fire.
'Come on,' he said, 'You're gonna get fucked one way or the other. Might as well make it easy. You saw what happened to your fool mother…'
His eyes were so intent on the timid young redhead that he failed to notice Tracy creeping up from behind. She gripped the back of the crude chair, a heavy thing made of tree limbs and rawhide laces.
She lifted it high and lunged forward. Karina's eyes blazed with delight. Eric caught that as a warning sign and whirled just as the chair came crashing down. The legs shattered and flew like kindling, the heavy plank forming the seat hit across his forehead with a sickening thud. But for an arm he had raised in defense, it surely would have shattered his skull.
Even half-blocked, the vicious blow dropped him to his knees. Eric swayed, watching the room spin around him, then he slumped forward with a long, weary sigh.
Thor wheeled around. His jagged teeth left two bloody scratches on the top slope of Jo's right tit. He tasted blood and spit in a rage. 'You bitch, don't you ever learn?'
Tracy glared back at him, still clutching the broken remains of the chair. One shattered leg stuck out like the point of a wooden spear. 'I'll ram that right into your balls if you take another step,' she warned.
Thor backed off and gave her a disarming smile. 'You're as tough as a she-bear defending her cubs.'
'I'm even worse!' She took a step forward, menacing the big man with the broken chair. Now instead of rough planks beneath her bare feet, Tracy felt something soft and hairy, but she didn't dare look down. She wouldn't take her eyes off Thor.
'That's a rug you're standing on the edge of,' he said. 'It's made from the hide of the last she-bear that raised her hackles toward me.'
Tracy did drop her eyes then, and Thor's hand made a swooping dive to grab the other end of the rug. He jerked it up violently, pulling it from beneath Tracy's feet so fast that she pitched over backwards, landing on an ass that was already sore.
The jarring, impact knocked her breath out. Tracy slumped down on her back. Thor hurled the bearskin rug aside and jerked the broken chair out of her hands.
He stood over her, eyes narrowed and flashing with rage. 'I ought to fuck your cunt with this broken chair legs,' he snarled.
'Touch her, and I'll cut Eric's cock off,' Karina said in a voice she was straining to keep calm.
Both Tracy and Thor shot their eyes to that corner of the room. Karina had found a skinning knife on the mantel. It had a long curved and wickedly sharp blade. She clutched that in the fist of her right hand and the head-end of Eric's cock in the other. And both were trembling, less than a fourth of an inch apart.
She surprised even herself by grabbing his cock. Fear sparks the body with strange powers. 'I will!' she sobbed. 'I'll hack it off at the root!'
Thor stood over the girl's mother with that big sharp piece of wood aimed at her twat. His rusty-haired face crinkled into a bemused grin. 'We have here what some might call a Mexican stand-off.'
