I spent all morning after that walking with the team, looking for any sign of the wagon train having gone before us. Jeb helped me for much of it and I couldn't but smile, wondering if he was hoping himself that Jane might join us. That made me wonder if I shouldn't be helping Jebediah out, too, like Jane used to do. It might be wrong, I suppose, because I'm his mama now, and mamas ain't supposed to do such a thing with their sons, but I knew that he'd like it if I done it. Except of course I didn't know how, having never yet helped a man out like that.

Around noon we crested a hill and had a beautiful view of all the land around us, flowing prairies of golden grass just as far as you could see, fading off into the distance, and that's when I spotted a tree off out there a long ways off with a cloth hanging on it, and clear evidence of wagon wheels, lots and lots of wagon wheels, having matted down the grass by that there tree.

"Jeb," I says, "look over there. That's it, there, yes?"

Jeb was awfully excited upon seeing the wagon tracks and he ran up to his pa before I even had a chance. "Blossom found 'em, Pa! Found the tracks! Look over there yonder!"

It took us most of the rest of the day just to make our way over to the wagon ruts, and once we got there Mr. Dunlap keep driving his poor team until it was almost dark.

Once we halted for the evening, something about the little hollow we were in spooked the beasts. Jack the bulldog set to baying, and the horses stomped and whinnied under the tree they'd been hobbled to, and one of our little pigs jumped from the wagon and took off squealing down the hill and into the woods below. So Dunlap and his boy lit a couple of torches and set off to find the pig and bring him back.

Once they'd left, I shushed Jack enough to calm him down, and set him guard over the silly horses, then I went back to the wagon and took up Dunlap's rifle into my lap, feeling a bit spooked myself and worried about what it was that was going on with the animals. Were it the Indians returned? Or maybe this little hollow is haunted. It seemed like just the place where a ghost tale might take place. I sat on the wagon seat, looking out at the stars what shone so beautiful in the clear night sky, just as far as you could see filling the air and lighting the prairie grass in an eerie bluish glow, and as I sat I set to wondering about the future. Something about all those stars made me think big thoughts. Will we find Jane and mama and will they come with us? What would it be like, when we make it to the mountains? Were I in fact pregnant? I rubbed my hand over my belly, trying to figure if there were a baby in there or not, but nothing seemed different to me. Then I lifted my hand up and touched my breasts a moment, and I swear they were getting bigger. Maybe. Maybe just a bit. I found myself wishing that mine would grow to be as full and beautiful as Jane's, and soon. I rubbed my fingers over my nipples, thinking about how much Dunlap would like it if I were as womanly as Jane.

My thoughts were broken suddenly when Jack the bulldog let out a long low growl, loud enough that I could hear it all the way from where he was by the horses and the tree. I knews it wasn't like Jack to set to growling unless there were a reason, so I hopped down from the wagon and took a few cautious steps towards where the bulldog was standing guard.

And that's when I saw them, dim in the starlight, big grey wolves, bigger even than Jack, a whole pack of them, all quiet as could be and circling the horses. They bared their big white teeth at Jack, and one of them growled back at him. I don't know how many there were, but I'd guess seven or eight of them. I wished then that I'd brought a pistol or two along as well. I'd have only one shot with the rifle and Lord knows what would happen after that.

But I had little choice, I had to take a shot, no matter what would happen. So I knelt down on one knee just as careful and quiet as I could, and I lifted Dunlap's big rifle to my shoulder. It were dark, and the wolves were closing in, their circling gettting smaller with each pass around. I tried to pick which one must be the leader of the pack, which is what my pa taught me to do if ever I were to find myself amongst a pack of wolves. Find the leader, says he, and shoot him. Then you have a fighting chance. I figured the leader must be the one what's at the front of the circle, and he was also the one eyeing Jack the most and growling, so I fixed the bead of the rifle on that wolf and waited as he circled, until he was clear enough of Jack and the horses that I felt I had a chance to kill him without bringing any harm to them. I held the rifle steady and took a long quiet breath and held it in, fixing the bead right on the forehead of the great beast, and I squeezed the trigger.

I'd forgotten what it was like to shoot a rifle, having not shot one in several years since I was a much younger girl, and the recoil hurt my shounder fierce. But through my tears I heard the wolves yelping and I saw the body of the biggest wolf laying dead with a bullet in his head. The other of the pack spared not a moment for their fallen leader and just turned tail and run into the night.

"Marilyn!" I hears a voice hollering from the woods.

"All's OK now, Dunlap," I hollers back. "I done shot a wolf what was bothering the horses, he's dead and the others run!"

Jack was standing over the dead body of the wolf, sniffing and growling, but when I approached he turned to me and gave a whimper and rubbed his muzzle against my leg. Shortly Dunlap and his son joined us, looking down in amazement at the dead body of the big grey wolf.

At which my husband looked at me, his eyes twinkling with admiration.

"Well done, Marilyn," says he.

I felt my face grown red.

When he joined me and Lucy in our bedroll after dragging the body of the wolf to underneath the wagon, for to skin him in the morning since such a hide would be a valuable thing, he says, once the winter comes in the mountains, I knew he'd want to make love again. Despite the excitement and the lost pig, which they never did find, I knew he'd want to be my husband again tonight. This would be three days in a row, and I couldn't imagine how he survived without a woman for so long if he needed this so badly every day. Maybe he was trying to make up for lost time with me.

We kissed a bit, and then he climbed on me to mount me again.

But a funny thing happened this time. Without either of us noticing it, Little Crow had come on over to our bedroll as well. She put her hand on Mr. Dunlap's hip and pushed him a bit, away, off of me. "No," she says, "no." She waves her hand in the air, and neither Dunlap nor me had any idea what she was about. Once she'd got Dunlap out of the way, she kneels before me, putting her hands on my knees and spreading them open. It felt funny for me, being naked down there with Little Crow looking right at my exposed sex.

Then she did something even more surprising than anything up until then. She leans her head on down, so that her face was right in front of my little pussy, and she kissed me! Right there, right on my sex, she kissed me!

After she kissed me, she wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and looked up at Dunlap with a grin, and says, "Yes!"

Dunlap laughed, and in the dark I could see his eyes a-twinkle with the merriment of it. Little Crow then leans back down and kissed my pussy again.

Now I ain't never been kissed down there before. I'd heard of it, and I'd thought once or twice on how wonderful it might be, but that doesn't even begin to describe what it were like when Little Crow kissed me there. Her tongue which come out of her mouth to give me a lick was so warm and soft, and pretty soon I was shaking all over my whole body, it felt so good!

She looked up to me while she licked, and took my hand in hers and just held tight to it while she kissed me. Dunlap were on his knees next to us with his big thick long cock sticking out so manly and wonderful, so I reaches up and wraps my fingers around it, and I could see Little Crow's eyes twinking and she reached her free hand up to Dunlap's cock, too, and the two of us together started rubbing our man while she kissed and licked my pussy.

I love Mr. Dunlap's cock. I know that probably goes without saying, but I likes to say it. He's warm to the touch, and so stiff, and thick and long, and I loved the look on his face while together us two ladies gave him a rubbing. That look of his was enough to make a lady cum, all by itself, even if she don't have Little Crow's tongue slipping up and down and around her button. But oh now did I ever cum! I've cum before, when I played with my button by myself, but it didn't compare to this. No, not at all. This was lightning before my eyes and thunder all through my whole body, a great big prairie thunderstoom taking over me entirely. When I was still with the shaking and the shimying from my amazing climax, that's when Little Crow sat back with a big smile, letting go of Dunlap's cock and smiling over at him.

And then she says, "Yes!" pointing right at my pussy.

Mr. Dunlap laughed out loud, a wonderful happy sound. "You're quite the woman, Little Crow!" he says.

She climbed away, and he climbed on. He mounted me, sliding his wonderful cock right in. He hardly needed to work it in at all, I was so ready from Little Crow's kissing, and when I suddenly was filled full by my man, my shaking and shimmying took on a whole other level and I was moaning and saying outloud stuff like "Dunlap! Fuck me! Fuck me like I'm a loose woman!" I couldn't believe I was saying stuff like that! But I guess that's what ecstacy is like, because that's what I was feeling right then, for certain!

This woke little Lucy up, and she was all smiles, and Little Crow sort of slid up next to her and hugged her while Mr. Dunlap went to work, driving that huge cock of his in and out of me. I heard Lucy say to the Indian woman, "My daddy loves my new mommy! This is how he shows her!"

"Yes," Little Crow said back the sweet Lucy. "Love." And I wondered if she knew what the girl was saying and what she meant by using the word love. Maybe. Probably.

Dunlap kept up his pace for a long time and for most of it I was squirming underneath him because I just kept right on shaking like I had been doing since Little Crow had licked me for the first time. It took a good ten minutes before Dunlap was breathing hard and getting all red-faced, and he says, "Blossom, I'm gonna cum!"

And I says, "Make a baby inside me, my wonderful man!"

Serious, that's what I said!

And that's what he did! Well, at least he did his bit to make a baby. Whether or not he made one that night, or maybe had already made one before then, we'll never really know, but he sure did his bit, filling me full with the warm thick wetness of his cum again.

When he'd finished and slid off of me, Little Crow reached over little Lucy and patted me on the belly. "Dun-la and Mar-lyn make baby," she said with a smile.

"Yes, yes we did," Mr. Dunlap said. "And I want to thank you, Little Crow, for helping us like you did. I's much obliged."

"Yes," I said, still all breathless from the wonderful sex. "Thanks, Little Crow!"

She smiles back, probably not understanding our words but probably knowing what we was saying.

"And I think you'd make a good wife, too," I adds, because I was really hoping by then that she might want to join our little family.

She nodded. "Wife?" she says.

"Yes, it's like... a lady and a man make a baby, and she's his wife," I says.

She nodded some more. "Dun-la wife? Mar-lyn Dun-la wife?"

"Yes! Yes I am! And you can be too, we'd love to have you join us, Little Crow!"

"Little Crow Dun-la wife?" she says.

"If you'll have me," Mr. Dunlap says. "Or should I says, if you'll have us."

She looked a little confused and patted her belly. "Little Crow, baby."

"Yes, but we want to raise your baby like she's ours," I said. "All of ours, like a family." I patted her belly as well. "Little Crow's baby," says I, "and our baby, too. Little Crow's baby is Dunlap's and Marilyn's baby. A family."

"Fam-ee," Little Crow says.

I was all smiles now, for sure. "Yes, Little Crow, fam-a-lee! Welcome to our family!"

I was waked in the middle of the night by the feel of bodies moving next to me, and the sound of Mr. Dunlap's heavy breathing, and it took my brain a minute or two to figure out that he was showing his love to Little Crow now. To his new wife. She were laying on the other side of me now, with Lucy snuggled up against me. Little Crow was facing me and Dunlap were laying behind her close and making love to her. When I look at her and smile, she leaned into me and kissed me, right on the lips!

"Wife," she says.

I smiled so big!

Then Little Crow lifted her shirt up, over her big baby-filled belly and all the way up above her breasts. They were so beautiful! I couldn't much sees them in the dark, but they were brown and full and swollen like a pregnant woman's. She puts her hands on my head and pushed me down so that her breasts were right in my face. I latched on to one of her nipples like a baby and started suckling. Her nippled tasted so good! It were a wonderful thing to have in my mouth, thick and stiff and so perfect for sucking, it fit in my mouth just perfect, and tasting like wildflowers. I put my hand on her belly and I could feel our baby kicking. She was loving this too, the little baby was! All three of us, me and Little Crow and the baby in her womb, so close together, while our man showed us all his love!

As I suckled I could hear Little Crow moaning, "Ahhh...." and her body was shaking and I was so happy! So happy that she was cumming!

When she settled down a little bit, she turned her head back to Dunlap, who was still doing his business inside her, and Little Crow says, "Mar-lyn," nodding over to me. "Make baby."

So Mr. Dunlap pulled out of her and climbed on me and mounted me again, and while he rode me like a stallion, Little Crow pulled my shirt above my breasts, well, my little bumps, and she leaned over and latched onto my nipple and suckled. The moment she sucked I could feel my whole body light afire, and my pussy suddenly get drenched with ladycum, and now it was my turn to moan and shake and oh man! Did I ever! And then it was Mr. Dunlap's turn and he groaned and shook and I felt that wonderful warmth inside me as he did his part to make another baby for our little growing family.

That night I noticed for the first time that Jebediah was paying attention to what we was doing. He was over on his own bedroll, and I could see that he had his hands down and was rubbing himself while he watched. That made me smile big and I resolved right then that I would help him out, just like Jane had done before. It's only right and proper for a girl to help a boy out, even if she's his mama, right?

In the early morning Dunlap and Jebediah and me set to skinning to big grey wolf. Now this interested the bulldog mightily, who couldn't be kept away as he sniffed about with interest. Dunlap said I didn't need to be present for this bloody event but I insisted, having been the one what shot the animal I felt it were good for me to be there.

I'll avoid the more bloody details since I suppose that ain't what you all are interested in with this story so instead I'll just tell you that after spreading a mess of the poor wolf's brains cooked with water onto the hide, we tied it down to the roof of the wagon and then set off, later than we would have hoped but with a beautiful wolf hide in the making.

We drove Dunlap's poor team of horses hard that day, until well after the sun set over the long prairie grass, breaking from our travels only when the horses needed water or food. I knewed Dunlap'd be tired, but I also knewed he'd be wanting to do his family duty inside me, and he most certainly did! Climbing right on me and riding me hard. The man sure did like to fuck me! Every night, since he put that ring on my finger!

After he finished and kissed me and told me he loved me, and slid off of me to the side, I whispers to him. "Dunlap, did you see Jebediah? Rubbing himself while he watching us?"

"Oh really?" he whispered, with a little chuckle. "No, I ain't noticed."

"I was thinking," I says, "maybe I outta help him out? You know, with my mouth, like Jane used to do? I'd only do it if you was OK with it of course."

I could see Dunlap smiling. "That's mighty kind o' you little Blossom," he says. "Of course it's OK with me, it's as natural as could be for a girl to do that. Why don't you go to him now?"

I kissed him on the lips, and whispered, "See you in a few minutes!" And I climbed out of the bedroll and walked over to where Jebediah was laying. I knelt down next to him.

"Hey Jebediah," I whispers.

He looked over at me, a little nervous I suppose.

"I seen you rubbing yourself," I says, "while you was watching your daddy and me."

His eyes went all wide. "I... I'm... I'm sorry!"

I lay down next to him. "Nothing to be sorry about." I slid my hand down his belly, to his little nine year old cock. It was as stiff as you could believe! The boy sure needed some help bad! "I was thinking I could help you out." I started rubbing my fist on his little cock. It was so skinny, it was really cute!

"Can I..." he whispered back, "can I be inside you, like Pa?"

"No," I answers, "only your daddy gets to be inside there. Someday you'll have a wife or two of your own, and then you'll get to be inside them all you want."

"Oh, OK," he said. He sounded disappointed, which I thought was so cute!

"But I'd like to use my mouth, like Jane used to do. Would you like that?"

"Uh huh," he says, and I could see him nodding in the darkness.

"Good!" I was still rubbing his little cock in my fist. "But I ain't never done it before, so you have to help me, OK? You have to be my teacher and tell me what to do."

"OK," the boy whispered. And with that, I crawled down under his covers.

I didn't really know what to expect when I took his little cock in my mouth, but I thought it tasted pretty good! A bit sweaty maybe I suppose. I was able to get pretty much the whole thing in my mouth, which I know Jane's not able to do with a grownup cock, but Jeb's weren't more than a few inches long even now that it was full erect, and I was able to suck on the whole thing. Then I just started sliding on it and sucking, and the boy started moaning right away, which made me feel very excited. I felt him slide his hand up my shirt and I knew he was going to feel my bosom! When his fingers got there he grabbed and squeezed, then started stroking my nipples, and Oh my god! I got so wet! I thought I was going to cum right then! What I wanted more than anything in the world was to have Dunlap behind me, sliding his fat cock as deep into me as he could while I sucked on his son's little one. I reached a hand up and started tickling the boy's hairless balls, like I'd seen Jane do, and it was right then that I felt his little cock lurch in my mouth and it started spurting! I caught it all in my mouth, though that wasn't so hard because there wasn't very much, just a couple of little spurts. It tasted funny, nothing like what I expected, a little salty and a little sweet. I sat up and opened my mouth so he could see it, although really it was too dark for him to see, and then I swallowed it.

And so I got my first taste of a man's seed, or at least a boy's, but it weren't Dunlap's! And I were pleased to find that I didn't mind it at all and was willing to taste some more.

"Was it good?" I asks him.

The poor boy couldn't even answer! He just nodded. I kiss him on his forehead and went back to snuggle up with Dunlap and fall asleep.

Later in the night, when Dunlap wanted his second go, It were with Little Crow this time. She was on her belly, with her rump up in the air, and Dunlap was kneeling behind her. I'd never knowed about this way of having sex, and I have to admit, I like the looks of it! Little Crow just looked so dirty like that, like the way an animal looks when being mounted I suppose. Remembering how good it felt for me when Jebediah had clutched at my bosom, I reached a hand over and she lifted herself a bit to give me room and I squeezed her breasts while Dunlap rode her hard from behind. He was being really aggressive about it! He was breathing hard, and then he said something to Little Crow about how he was going to baptize the baby in her belly with his cum. I'm sure she didn't understand half the words he spoke, but she'd been around men enough to know just what he meant anyway, and she didn't tell him to finish inside me this time. She let him finish in her instead.

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The next part of this story is at Wildflowers (part 5). Enjoy!