Found By Carson, Shared With Tucker

Then I heard a voice in the doorway, “Jesus if you aren’t a slut!”

I look up and see Carson standing in the doorway, what I think is disgust in his eyes. Then Carson comes in, for some reason I’m thinking the he was going to congratulate me for having sex with Mr. MacDonald. Carson reaches out and grabs my left leg, pulling me off the bed so fast that I slam down onto the floor, knocking the wind out of my lungs.

As I lay there, sucking in lungful of air, Carson strips his pants off and drops onto my prone body. He forces his knees between my legs, spreading my legs so wide that he easily gets between my legs. Then as my lungs fill, I feel the pain of a hard cock penetrating my pussy once more.

“I wonder why you were naked in a field but now I can pretty well guess, you let the bikers who use the diner as a club house fuck you all night, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t get my voice to work as Carson fucked me just like some of the bikers did. Mr. Macdonald was gentle with me, the bikers and Carson apparently didn’t care to be gentle. Not that I was used to be fucked gently since my cousins introduced me to sex. But unlike the bikers, Carson either couldn’t control the urge to fuck me or he wasn’t experienced enough to fuck me.

I felt hot cum flowing into my pussy, then Carson got off me. He stood up, reaching down gripping my right arm. Carson pulled me upright and with his fresh cum dripping down the insides of my thighs, he **** me to walk out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out through the house to the backyard barn-like structure.

As he forces me through the door, memories of my cousins and the men of our village taking me came flooding back. Carson called out to Tucker, “This little slut took advantage of old man Macdonald, are we going to let her get away with that?”

Tucker came into the light, stopping dead in his tracks as he saw Carson and myself standing just inside the door, naked. “Are you sure Carson? Maybe Old Man Macdonald paid her to fuck him!”

Carson, snickered at Tucker’s idea, Then pushed me into Tucker’s arms, “No Tucker I saw her fucking old man Macdonald and thought if she willing to do an old man, then there’s no reason why she wouldn’t fuck you and me, after all she wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for us!”

Tucker thought about it as he let go of my arms and removed his clothes. I stupidly tried to get away from them, only to find myself running back into Carson’s arms. Then as if I was light as a feather, Carson pushed me into a pile of straw on the floor. Tucker didn’t hesitate . dropping down, covering my body and working his hard cock into my freshly fucked pussy. I lost all sense of time as I was once again fucked. When more cum was sent into my pussy, the pair went into another sectioned off area and came back with a bucket of cold water, which was tossed over my body.

I reverted back to how I was with my cousins. Just accepting what they wanted to do to me. The pair were no different than them., Carson and Tucker spent the next time with me sandwiched between them. Carson fucking my ass while Tucker returned his cock into my pussy.

Over and over their cocks thrusted into my holes, the only blessing for me, there were no extra cocks to fuck me in the mouth. I didn’t want to but the way they fucked me made me moan for more **** from them.

I have no idea what the time was when they finally finished sandwiching me. All I knew was at one point their cocks were in me, then I was suddenly aching in both my lower holes, laying on my back, alone in the chilly barn. I checked to see if I could possibly stand, I found that with shaky legs I could. I did a bit of checking for things. I found a t-shirt that was way too big for me and a pair of sweat pants with a hole in the right knee. But the true find was an rusty old bike that still had air in its tire and whose chain still moved when pedalled.

I rolled the bike to the door and made sure no one was around before getting on the seat and pedalling my way off old man Macdonald’s farm. I went away from the farm, away from the direction that the diner was. Pedalled into the growing dark sky, praying that I would be far enough away that the three of them wouldn’t come after me!