Bred by the Bushmen

“Shit, you’re tight.” His cock was fully seated. Her heart raced, the initial fear turning into a new dirty desire. She wanted to be fucked, to experience everything they had to offer.

****

She was only twenty-two. A virgin. And she was his.

Caleb gritted his teeth as he sank in deep. Her virgin cunt was hot and tight, pure heaven. It had been years since he’d bedded a woman, but Opal was worth the wait. He wanted to go slow, to make her experience gentle and painless. But having the busty beauty under him, her receptive body squirming and throbbing, was putting his control to the test.

Damon trusted him to lead, so he had to keep his head.

“How’s that feel? Do you like my dick inside you, baby?”

“Y-yes,” she stuttered. Her breathing was heavy, her eyes hooded. He had her just where he needed her, on the verge of begging.

He pulled back slowly and eased back in, savoring the feel of her pussy hugging every inch of him. “This is yours now. Whenever you want it,” he said. “There’s no other woman for me now.”

Damon whispered in her ear. “Ours.”

It sounded good to hear such happiness in his brother’s voice. There was already life in their little cabin now that Opal was there. Things were changing for the better. Soon they’d have her ripe with their child. It wouldn’t matter which seed impregnated her because they would all love the baby unconditionally. The rest of society could go fuck itself. All they needed was Opal.

Caleb began to work her, pumping his hips in a smooth rhythm, careful not to push too hard. She was hot and slick, driving him crazy. “Such a perfect little pussy,” he said. He picked up the pace, dropping his head to kiss her on the mouth. From the corner of his eye, he could see Damon fisting his cock, anxious for a turn with Opal.

As much as he’d love to double-team her tonight, he’d save that for another day, but they wouldn’t be able to wait long. There was nothing better than filling a woman completely full of cock.

“More,” she said between kisses.

She’d be the death of him. “I’m trying to go easy for you, sweetheart.”

Opal shook her head, thrusting her body up, trying to claim more of him. She was ripe and wanton, and he had no plans of letting her suffer. Caleb pushed up on his arms and got to his knees, tugged her up under the thighs. With his cock deep inside, her body arched up and on display, he got a good grip of her hips and gave her what she wanted.

He watched his erection pull out and disappear over and over, glistening from Opal’s natural juices. Damon collected her arms above her head, holding her wrists in place with one hand. His brother engorged himself on her tits, moving up to her neck, loving every inch of her.

As Caleb fucked her, he circled her clit with his thumb, eager to feel her milk his cock.

“Caleb, I can’t take any more.”

“Let it all go. Don’t hold back,” he said. She was new to sex, and they had a lot more to show her. Opal needed to learn how to embrace her sexuality, to give in to the pleasure rather than fight it.

Damon pinched her nipples, and within seconds, she called out, making the sexiest moans he’d ever heard. Her pussy clamped down hard, squeezing him mercilessly. Only once he’d emptied every last seed inside her did he pull out and move over for his brother.

They swapped places, and Opal was in such a post-orgasmic daze she didn’t even seem to notice.

“Can you handle yourself?” asked Caleb.

“I’m good. So is she by the looks of it.”

Opal twisted on the bed, her eyes closed, and her beautiful tits thrust up as she reached down to touch herself. “Ah, ah, ah. That’s mine,” said Damon.

He dropped down over her, supporting all his weight on his forearms. With one positioning thrust, he was fully inside her. She gasped and then squealed, wrapping her arms around Damon’s shoulders. “Oh God, Damon…”

“Fuck, you feel like heaven.”

Caleb crashed down beside them, watching his brother pound her lush body. The springs protested and the headboard pounded against the wooden planks. She was perfect for them. Their woman, their sex toy, the mother of their children.

****

Damon had been waiting for this moment. He’d had countless women in the past, but they’d meant nothing. What he needed and wanted was a woman to love, not just fuck. Opal was that woman.

Her pussy was nice and tight, Caleb’s semen leaking out as he pistoned in and out of her cunt. He trusted his older brother to prime her right, and Caleb hadn’t disappointed. Opal was eager for his cock, nipping and sucking his shoulder, prodding him with her heels. Both he and Caleb were well hung, and their little wild cat took both of them with no problem.