Their Juicy Woman

Biting her lip, she heard as they all made their way downstairs. The ranch hands had long gone. She heard the television turn on.

One of her rules was if her door was closed, then she would like some privacy. As she stared at the video, the woman was now being fucked by two of the men.

If Poppy was going to get what she wanted, she was going to have to do the hunting. She may not be able to shoot, or hunt, but she could get the Smith brothers to want her. She hoped.

With each passing second, her confidence diminished.

She didn’t stop though.

This was going to be one fight she won.

****

The movie that was playing really didn’t hold Casey’s attention. He’d seen that Poppy’s door was closed, and he couldn’t help but feel that she was upset. He didn’t know why though. They weren’t rushing her to sleep with them. They were all taking their time with her, letting her get used to three men and their demands.

The ranch was a lot of hard work, and his mother had warned that she might get lonely. Casey didn’t like the thought of Poppy being alone. With three of them, he hoped that one of them could be with her at every turn. Since the attack on the ranch and then on the bear, they had taken it in turns to be close to the ranch-house.

He didn’t believe it was a bunch of teenagers, but he also didn’t want to scare Shawn or Poppy. Whoever this was was targeting them. Not his fathers, them.

Both of his dads didn’t think that was the case, but Casey’s gut was telling him otherwise. He’d protect his family no matter what.

He sipped at his soda and watched as the bloodshed went crazy on the movie. Horror movies never really appealed to him, but Parker and Shawn enjoyed it.

“Wow, so you’d rather watch blood, guts, and gore?” Poppy asked.

They all turned, and he saw she was wearing a long robe. There was a smile on her lips, and he saw her assessing each of them.

“Your door was closed. I was respecting your privacy,” Shawn said.

“Same here,” Parker said.

She stepped into the room. When she was in the middle of the room, she turned, smiling at each of them in turn.

“You know, for the past couple of days, you’ve all been touching me. Bringing me to orgasm, driving me crazy with your touch, and you won’t let me touch you.”

Casey’s cock went so hard it was hurting him to sit.

She opened the robe and let it slide down her body.

Her naked perfection was standing before them.

In the past few months she had put back on the weight she had lost while tending to her mother. Her thighs were full, her hips and stomach rounded, and her tits heavy. Her ass was ripe and made him want to sink his teeth into the curved flesh.

“Now, I’m a virgin. I know Shawn is as well. You’ve been with other people.” She looked toward him and Parker. “I don’t want to be a virgin anymore. I’m tired of watching porn and craving what you guys refuse to give me.” Her hand was on her stomach, then moved to her hips.

“We were waiting for you to be ready,” Casey said.

“I’m ready.” She turned to look at him. The fire in her eyes called to him. She was making him hotter than hell with her attitude. He loved that she’d come to them.

He loved that she stood in their sitting room, completely naked, wanting each of them.

Casey stood first. He removed his clothes, being careful as he eased his dick out of his pants.

His cock stood hard and proud, wanting inside her.

Once he was naked, he saw that Parker and Shawn had done the same. He took a seat, wrapping his hand around his dick, working the length from root to tip. “Why don’t you tell us exactly what you want?” he asked.

“I want you to fuck me. I don’t want to leave this sitting room a virgin.” Her cheeks were red even as she spoke.

Her nipples were rock-hard points.

Standing up once again, he moved toward her, and circled her body. “Then who do you want to take that cherry, to pop it, baby?”

“Casey!” Shawn spoke up.

“No,” she said. “I like the way he talks. I don’t want you to pretend to be something you’re not. I want to hear you talk dirty. I’m your woman. When we’re alone, you can be as dirty as you like. When we’re with others, I want to be treated with respect.”

Casey put a hand on her stomach and pulled her back. “You will be treated with respect.” He pressed a kiss to her head. “Always.”

Sliding his hand down to her pussy, he slid a finger between her wet folds. “She’s soaking.”