It was a long day the next, into the plains of Wyoming country as we left the Black Hills behind us disappearing further into the distance. When the teams were all brushed down and hobbled in their resting places for the night, all of us together once more ate dinner by the fire. This was fast becoming a regular thing! Such neighborly dinning had not been at all common on our wagon trains up until now, and it were a nice change of pace.

Lucy and Holly, being somewhat close in age, had already become fast friends and were playing with each other's dolls together not far from where I set down next to Rosemary, Bishop Admundson's beautiful young wife whom I was fixing to become friendly with myself. Meanwhile Jebediah and the bishop's boy, Daniel, were off waging war against the rebels, with sticks for their muskets. Rosemary and I ate in silence for a bit until I broke it with a question for her:

"How you finding life on the trail thus far, Rosemary?" I asks.

"Oh, it's very nice," she said in a sweet high voice laced with shyness.

I smiled, for I knew that most would not describe it so. "Not many would say 'nice,'" I said. "Most would more likely say 'tiring.'"

"Oh, it's that too. But I find the nights to be more tiring."

"Yes?" I said, curious to what she were referring.

She looked at me with a little pink in her cheeks, then looked down at her plate in silence. Not wanting to pry, I set back to eating my dinner.

"Mr. Admundson tells me," she says, real quiet, looking down at her plate still, "that you're in a womanly way?"

I smiled again. "Yes, ma'am," says I. "Dunlap must have told him the news."

"Yes'm," she says back. "Um, congratulations."

"Thanks!"

"I know the bishop is covetous of Dunlap, for having so many children surrounding him, and two babies coming. The bishop says children are the finest thing a man can have about him."

I nodded. "That's a fine and gentle sentiment for a man to have," says I. "I'm glad to hear he feels that way."

"The bishop is a fine and gentle man," she says.

I nodded some more. "So he seems to me. And while Holly and Daniel seem like right fine young'uns to me, I venture to guess that the bishop wishes for more children of his own?"

"He does." I could see her cheeks blushing some more as she looked down at her plate.

"I see," says I. "And this is why your nights are tiring?"

"I'm not complaining, Mrs. Dunlap," she says. "But I wonder... How often did Mr. Dunlap..."

"How often?" I said with a giggle, remembering those first days of our wedded life. "At least two or three times a night!"

"Oh," she said. "I wondered if Mr. Admundson was more needful in that regard than most men. But it seems not."

"No, I think all husbands are like that at night," I tells her.

"Oh," she said.

"But that's a good thing for us ladies, right? It's good to have such attention from our husbands."

She nodded, though barely, looking down at her plate.

"Might I ask," I says, "how long have you and the bishop been married now?"

"Only a few days," she answers. "We were married just before we left with the wagon train. My ma and pa, they stayed back in Hills, but asked Mr. Admundson to take me with him as his bride."

"So you've only had three or four nights with him?" I ask her.

"Yes, four," she answers.

"And it seems from the way you speak that you aren't yet enjoying your duty with him?" I says.

"Um... Well, it's not that at all, Mrs. Dunlap," she said. "I love my husband dearly, he's such a good man to me and Elizabeth and the children. But... he's very... Well, it's uncomfortable when he... It's just that he's very large, do you understand?"

I nodded in understanding. "Does he kiss you beforehand?" I asked.

"Oh yes, he kisses me a great deal before, and during, and even after. He is very kind."

"Yes, but I mean, does he kiss your pussy?"

"My... my pussy?" She looked up at me, confused.

"Your vagina," I says.

Her eyes went wide. "Does he kiss my vagina? No!"

"Does he touch it?"

"No! He's very gentlemanly the entire time!"

"Well then, there's your problem," I said. "He needs to get you ready before he enters you."

"Ready? In what way?"

"You must have him kiss you there, and then you'll know just what I mean!" I said.

I could see the pretty Rosemary blushing so hard at this! "It sounds nice..." she said, all quiet, "but I'm not sure how I'd ask him to do it."

"Well, you kiss his cock, right?"

She looks at me with her eyes big and wide. "His cock? No!"

I gave her a big smile. "Oh you should! It's a wonderful thing. Tell him you want to kiss his cock and he'll love you forever. Then ask him to kiss your pussy, and he'll do it!"

I could hear her breath getting a little harder at the thoughts of all of this, and her face went bright red now but not entirely from just embarrassment I supposed.

"And when you kiss his cock, don't just kiss it. Take it in your mouth. Give his head some suck."

"Suck? His head?" she responded, her voice sounding like it were shaking.

I grins big at her. "Yes! It'll be great! You'll love it, and so will he!"

"Thank you, Marilyn," says she. "You're very nice to give me advice like this. You're very open about such things, aren't you?"

"I try to be. All us Dunlap ladies try to be."

"Mr. Dunlap is a lucky man I think," she said.

"So is Mr. Admundson, I think!"

"Maybe so! And maybe he'll feel even luckier soon enough!"

I had a feeling she were right about that!

All this talk about sucking cock and Dunlap being a lucky man and such got me into a mood, so after we'd got the kids into their bedrolls and quenched the fire, I went with himself to set Jack the bulldog on his watch by the horses. There I went down upon my knees before him and undid his trousers and took his wonderful manhood in my hands, so warm and thick, and then I took it in my mouth. His head was so big I could barely open my jaw enough to take it all in! And the taste, oh the wonderful taste of my man! His sweat, and the taste of earth, and something sweet, too. Apples is what Jane said it were, once upon a time long ago before I'd even tasted him. Apples, yes. Apples! And the way he groaned when I sucked, it made me so excited!

Which was then that I heard a voice:

"Well, hello you two."

It were Bishop Admundson!

"Hello, Bishop," Dunlap says all nice and casual, like there weren't nothing going on at all. Me, I just kept sucking. I didn't care in the least if the Bishop sawed me doing that. And for a little while ain't neither of the men said nothing, and I knew the bishop was watching me while I pleased my man, and that made me feel awfully happy and excited.

After a bit he says, "Well now, that sure looks nice! You got a nice talent there little angel. I confess I haven't had a mouth like this in quite some time. Elizabeth don't like to do it and the new wife ain't quite up for it yet."

I pulled off my man's cock for to answer this. "I think she'll be up for it the next time you two are together."

"Do you now?" he says. But I couldn't answer, for I was already back on my husband's cock again. But Dunlap stepped back.

"Marilyn," says he, "why don't you give the bishop a little treat, since he ain't been in a mouth in a while."

I nodded, then turned to Mr. Admundson and undid his drawers. His cock was beautiful! Too skinny for my tastes, nothing at all like Dunlap's thick manhood, but it was nice and long just as Rosemary had described. He tasted quite different from Dunlap when I took him in my mouth, but not altogether bad. Just mostly different.

"Oh you sweet little angel," he moaned, as I began to suck and bob and rub on his narrow cock. He put his hands atop my head and set to moving his hips in rhythm with my bobbing head. "Oh Dunlap! What a fine angel you have here!"

"Ain't it so?" Dunlap said.

"And Angel," the bishop said with breathless groans, "I hear you carry Dunlap's baby. What a wonderful thing! Congratulations."

"Humm Uuuu," I answered as I sucked.

"I hope to do the same for my Rosemary soon," he said, rocking his hips. "Yet I find she's not quite as enthusiastic for the act as she ought to be, nor as Dunlap has described yourself."

"She's new to your marriage bed," Dunlap says. "She'll improve."

"I hope so!" the bishop answers. "I hope she learns to be as enthusiastic as this little angel here!"

At this I pulled off the bishop's cock and turned to Dunlap's. After giving his wonderful thick head a little suck, I lifts away and says,

"You need to get her ready. You need to play with her kitty, and kiss it, before you mount her."

"Oh?" the bishop said.

"Yessir," I answered. "Then she'll be just as enthusiastic as you could ever imagine."

"Hear her, now, Bishop," Dunlap says. "My women conspire together about such things and I find they know quite well what makes their bodies work."

"Well then," says the bishop, "perhaps I should play with the Angel's kitty, and kiss it, to see if I have the proper technique?"

I smiled up at Dunlap and he gave me a little nod, and I stood. I reached up under my dress and pulled my bloomers down, then turned to the bishop and lifted my dress. He reached his hand down and rubbed a finger along my sex.

"Oh you sweet girl," he said softly. "You're so wet and warm!" He slipped a finger in. "I'll bet you taste like an angel too."

"Why don't you find out, Bishop?" Dunlap says.

"I think I will," the bishop answers.

I turned from him as I knelt down, then fell down to one hand and lifted my dress above my bottom with the other. The bishop then knelt behind me, taking hold of my bottom and pressing his face into me. I could feel his gray beard tickle as his tongue began to lick. After a some time spent licking and tasting my pussy, I felt his tongue move up and slide across my anus as well. It felt quite wonderful, warm and soft, as he licked me there.

"She's perfect, Dunlap," says he. "You're lucky to have such a girl."

"Thanks you, sir," Dunlap says.

Mr. Admundson reached down and fingered me some more, pushing in and out of my vagina. Then he pulled out of me and used his pussy-wet finger to rub my anus, circles around it, then pushing his fingertip inside.

Oh how I liked the feeling of that finger in my bumhole! He pushed in deeper, then pulled back, and in again, and as he did thus I wantonly reached up for my husband's cock, needing to have it in my hand while my bottom was so violated. Dunlap understood my need and went down on his knees such that his cock were right in front of my face, and I opened wide and took his beautiful big purple head into my mouth.

To my disappointment the finger pulled out of my hole. But then I felt the bishop's hands grip to both my bottom cheeks and spread them open wide.

"Dunlap," he says, "I'd like to fuck your little angel's ass, if you'll oblige me that."

"She ain't never had a man inside there," my husband answers. "Blossom, would you allow Bishop Admundson this honor?"

Right then, I must admit, I were feeling like I wanted very badly to have a cock driving into my bottom. Though my mouth were full of my husband's cock, I answered as best as I could, with a muffled grunt and an enthusiastic nod.

I felt the man's narrow head against my hole, and he grabbed my hips right tight, and pushed his hips into me, and suddenly I were full violated by him! I had to slip off Dunlap's cock, for to give a loud and painful grunt, for it was indeed painful when the bishop entered me, a burning stretching feeling that raced through the whole of my lower body. But he were kind, despite his violent thrust into me, and he seemed to sense that I were in pain. And so he gently stroked my bottom cheeks, and whispered such things as "Beautiful angel, sweet wonderful girl," which helped me to relax. As he began moving his hips, sliding his cock along my painful stretching anus, Dunlap lay down on the grass before me so that I might have a better purchase with my mouth upon his cock.

And so I sucked my man's cock while the other slid his in and out of my poor anus, his long mantool going deeper with each thrust of his hips, accompanied by his sweet words, "Oh my beautiful angel! Oh my sweet child!" which helped me greatly with the pain such that I came to feel something different from all that stretching, sure still uncomfortable I suppose, but how I loved to have a man inside me! How I loved to have my body give him pleasure! Shortly I felt his balls knocking up against me as he thrusted his hips forward and I knew he were all the way inside, and the knowing that I had given this to this kind man, and even allowed him to be my first! and the feeling of those sweet balls swinging against me, gave me a wonderful shutter through my whole body. Without intending to do thus, I swallowed down hard on Dunlap's cock and it slid in past mouth and down into my throat, and I reached a free hand back and felt those wonderful balls that were a-knocking against my pussy and getting stickier with my cum with each swing.

I heard my husband groan from the effect of me swallowing his cock. I ain't never had no cock so deep in my mouth before and even into my throat, and I was so happy to hear his beautiful groaning! I wanted to make him feel good! Just like I knew my bottom was doing for the bishop behind me. And as I continued to feel the man's big sticky balls, he reached his hand down too and found my little button with his finger and I began to shake so! Stars and explosions in my eyes! I had to pull off Dunlap's cock to catch my breath and give out a groan myself, but then I plunged right down on it again until it were all the way inside and my nose was buried in his curly cockhair and my chin into his balls.

I don't rightly recall which of the three of us climaxed first that evening, but I'm fairly sure it were me. Those stars and explosions in my eyes turned into a raging storm as my body shook from all of what were happening, and I could hardly breathe at all but I kept my husband's cock deep in my throat, pulling up and down upon it, and the two men themselves then climaxed as well, Dunlap groaning and swelling and letting loose his cum into my belly while the bishop done the same into my backside, shouting as he did that I was a beautiful angel and a sweet child and such.

"Oh wow," I said with a giggle, when the thunderstorm inside me passed on through and the cocks both slipped with satisfaction out of me.

"You are the finest girl I've ever known," the bishop said in his kindly voice as he pulled his pants back into place, and I sensed that this were a heartfelt thing that he had said.

"Ain't she now?" Dunlap said as he rose to his feet and fixed his trousers up as well.

Walking along side the wagons the next day, me and Rosemary set to talking.

"He did it," says she.

"Oh? Did what?" I asks, a bit absentmindedly as Jack the bulldog and me were playing a game of fetch with a stick as we walked along. And Beauty, the Admunson's sheep dog, were running along with Jack, trying to get to the stick first, which was a very funny thing to see, the two of them in their friendly competition.

"He kissed me!" she says. "You know, like we talked?"

"Oh!" I says, finally figuring out what she were talking about. I could see her face were very red, the sweet shy little thing!

"It was so nice, Marilyn, you were so right! And he told me you were the one that told him to do it!"

I smiled. "Maybe so. And did you kiss him back?"

"I told him I would but he was so busy kissing me, and then so intent on his husband duty, that he says next time I can kiss him."

"That's right nice of him," I said.

"And when he did..." she paused, and I could hear her voice shake a bit, "...when he did his husband duty... Oh Marilyn, it was so nice!" Her face was bright red now!

I gave her a big smile. "It is so nice after a good kissing, isn't it?"

"It is!" She were smiling now as well as blushing. "Thank you so much Marilyn for all your help. I am forever grateful to you. It's quite wonderful to have a friend such as you, with whom I can discuss such things."

"That's what lady friends are for!"

We both giggled and then took turns tossing the stick to the dogs.

That night the baby in Little Crow's belly were moving and kicking an awful lot and me and Eliza and Lucy and Jane all took turns putting our hand on her and saying soothing things to the baby, and then Dunlap put his head against her belly and sang a pretty little church song to the baby, but even all of this didn't settle the poor thing down much.

"She'll come soon," Little Crow said. "She telling us she ready to be born."

"Ain't it too early?" I asks.

"A baby knows when it is time," Little Crow answered.

Dunlap agreed with this assessment. "One thing that helps a baby come along, you know, Little Crow, is for the man and his lady to make love," he says.

Little Crow gave him a big smile. "Oh really?" she says.

"Yes'm," he answers. "And it helps as well if the other ladies about her spend some time at her breasts."

We all got a good giggle out of this!

Little Crow pulled up her shirt and lay on her side, and each of us ladies took a turn at her breasts, suckling on her nipples. Next to last of these was Lucy, who snuggled up to the woman, and the woman wrapped her arms about the girl and held her tight, and Lucy nursed and nursed, sometimes whispering "Mama" when she lifted away to take a breath, to which Little Crow would answer in her native tongue words that I were certain meant something liike "my baby girl." It were very sweet! And then Song climbed into the bed as well, beautiful little Song, and she and Lucy lay together, nursing upon their mama's breasts while Little Crow held them and sang to them a song in her Indian tongue.

Then with Lucy and Song nursing and, Little Crow laying on her side and holding her sweet daughters tight, Dunlap took his place as her husband and slid his beautiful cock into her sweet pussy, which were quite wet by now and easy enough for him to enter. And mama and her daughters nursed while man rutted, with me and Eliza and Jane watching, along with Flannery and Jebediah as well, all of us touching ourselves and each other and kissing cocks. Then Flannery took Jane, with her on her hands and knees, as Dunlap finished his deed and gave his gift to his Indian wife, her youngest daughters at her breast the entire time and Little Crow kissing the children on the top of their heads and whispering sweet things in her native tongue to them.

After this, the baby in Little Crow's belly was moving lots! Seemed to me she were quite happy with all what had transpired!

When the next night after this, Dunlap suggested that I go with him to set Jack to his watch, I had a feeling I knew what was about to happen, and when the bishop came along I had little doubt! He said many praising things about me and what help I'd provided to him and Rosemary, and how Rosemary were much more enthusiastic now and even had kissed his cock for the first time ever not but a half an hour earlier than this. And what's more, she did this right in front of his wife Elizabeth and his children Daniel and Holly! After some time of this, Elizabeth took her turn at his cock as well, and then his little daughter Holly even gave a few kisses herself!

"But now," says the bishop, and says nothing more but undoes his trousers.

And then I were on my hands and knees again and sucking my husband's cock as the bishop pulled my bottom cheeks open and knelt and kiss my pussy and my bumhole, then fingered me fine until he felt I were ready. Then his long thin member pushed into me and I felt that searing pain, but it weren't so bad now as I think I'd come to know what to expect, and after a few moments of him sliding in and out of my ass, it felt quite wonderful, I must say! Didn't hurt as much as the time before, and filled me up so! Plus of course he said all his nice things as he done it, what I love so much: "sweet child," "beautiful little angel," and all of that.

We were only into the act not more than a couple of minutes when I hears over the gentlemen's moaning the sound of footfalls approaching, and from the corner of my eye I seen the bishop's boy, Daniel, come running up to us, breathing hard from his exertion. When he saw what was transpiring, he stopped and stood still and watched, which I thought were sure cute! But then he cleared his throat.

"Pa," says he, "''scuse me, sir, but it's the Indian woman! She's having her baby!"

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The next part of this story is at Wildflowers (part 11). Enjoy!