Love To Kill For Ch. 01

Placing his lips around her engorged clit he built up saliva around it and swished it around, teasing her clit. Maria's hips jumped off the bed and he had to use a strong arm across her abdomen to hold her down. He continued this until her head and shoulders were off the bed, teeth clenched, eyes tightly closed. He knew he could make her cum this way without making her clit sore, and while she was cumming he could break her hymen.

Maria started gasping, trying to talk but wasn't able to catch her breath long enough. He knew she wouldn't last much longer so he place three fingers in her tight pussy and continued sucking and teasing her very aroused clit. He felt her thighs stiffen; her hips rise up off the bed. As she started to scream with her first orgasm he shoved his three fingers against her hymen and broke it. She yelped in pain but then fell back into heaven as the orgasm washed over her. Her chest was rising and falling as she gasped for air, her breasts heaving, swollen.

Now that she was extremely wet from the orgasm he stood up and gripped his cock. He moved his hips forward until the large head pressed against her wet labia. She looked down over her breasts and saw his thick cock poised at her pussy and began pulling on her swollen black nipples as he slipped the head inside. "Oh Holy Mother of God you're huge," she gasped as he pushed another inch inside. He could feel her virgin cunt clamp down on his cock hard. Her pussy was hot and wet and was pulling him in deeper. After about a minute he had his entire cock buried inside her. He held it still for a moment so she could get used to its size. As he started to pull it back she moaned and begged him to fuck her hard. He stopped with the head just inside her lips and then shoved it all the way in hard. Her head came up off the bed, teeth clenched, with sweat soaking her gorgeous body. He pounded her hard and deep. She arched her back and he felt her pussy muscles gripping him harder. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. "Oh fuck you beautiful man, I'm going to cum again," she screamed as her body went rigid and her cunt clamped down on him even harder. It was enough to put him over the edge and they came together. His huge cock exploded deep inside her and the sensation of his seed spewing into her set off her third orgasm of the night. His cum mixed with her juices and her pussy couldn't contain it all. Their love mixture spilled from her pussy and flowed down her ass cheeks and along and down his ball sack and legs.

He pulled his large cock out of her and moved her up on the bed. He lay beside her and kissed her tenderly. "Maria, I am the happiest man on earth tonight because you are now my bride."

"You have made me happy tonight my dear husband," she whispered. "I am yours now and always."

That night they made love for hours. They explored each other's body and both climaxed multiple times. By 3 A.M. they collapsed in bed and slept until noon the next day.

The next three months were a blur to Frank. When he wasn't working the ranch he and Maria were fucking like animals. Neither one could get enough of the other. Late one night in August, after an incredible two hours of fucking they quietly laid in each other's arms. Maria's head was on his chest and she was playing with his chest hair. "What would make you the happiest man in the world?" she asked him.

"What could you possibly mean? I am the happiest man in the world right now," he responded.

"No my dear husband, what would make you even happier than you are right now?"

"Well, I don't know," he said. "I think maybe . . . ." His heart stopped in his chest. He looked down at her as she lifted her head off his chest and smiled her warm smile. "No way. You're not. You're not pregnant," he exclaimed.

"Yes I am lover. I am going to have your son," she said. Her eyes sparkled and he could see her glow. He knew she was serious.

"Oh my God Maria. Oh my. Yes, you are right, now I am the happiest man on earth," he shouted.

He pulled her up on top of him and kissed her hard, passionately. She reached down between them and guided his large cock to her pussy and sat down on it hard. She rode him for several minutes hard and fast. Her beautiful breasts bounced on her chest. All he could do was watch her. Look at her. He loved everything about her and now she was going to give him a son. Tears ran down his face as his massive cock erupted inside her once again. She collapsed on top of him, his cock still in her, and they both slept.

The next morning he went to tell Ted about the son he was going to have. When he walked into the bunk house he saw Ted talking to someone he didn't recognize; not at first anyway. He heard Ted say "If you work hard and stay out of trouble we'll pay you a decent wage and you can stay as long as you want."

"Sounds good to me," the new hire said. "I work hard and pretty much stay to myself otherwise."

"Great. You can have that empty bunk there. Once your things are put away go on out to the barn and help the other guys get the horses shoed," Ted said, then walked over to Frank. "New guy, said he needed some work," Ted told Frank.

Just then it dawned on Frank where he'd seen this new guy before. "Ted, that guy is trouble. I know him. His name is Ed Stillwell," Frank said quietly.

"That's right," Ted said. "He said his name is Ed Stillwell."

"He rode with us at Shiloh. He's a crude, rough, trouble maker. Was then and probably still is."

"Well," Ted said quietly, "I told him any trouble and he's out of here. He assured me he stays to himself and isn't looking for trouble, so we'll see."

"Keep an eye on him Ted. Leopards don't change their spots," Frank warned.

Six months later Frank was tending to the fence on the west side of the ranch. Someone had cut the barbed wire and he was running hew lengths between the posts. He had just finished the second strand when he heard a horse running hard in his direction. He looked up and saw Ted riding as fast as he could. When he got closer he heard Ted shouting, "Frank, come home quick. It's Maria."

Frank didn't wait a second. He dropped his tools, quickly climbed up on Belle, and rode as fast as he could to the big house. When he got there he jumped off Belle and ran inside. Ted hadn't had a chance to prepare him for what he would see. Frank had outridden him by a full minute. When he came through the door he saw his mother on the floor next to Maria. Maria was covered in blood. Her clothes were ripped apart and he could tell that she had been cut, several times, deeply.

He ran over to her shouting her name. When he reached her he cradled her in his arms. She looked so small, so helpless. He was crying, gasping her name. He cradled her face in his hand and turned it to face his. Her eyes were but slits. Her mouth and ears were oozing blood. "Maria, can you hear me?" he screamed.

Her eyes slowly opened. She looked so weak. When she recognized him she smiled slightly then said, "I'm so sorry my dear husband. He killed us both."

"What? What are you talking about? Who killed you both? What do you mean by 'both'? You aren't dead Maria. You'll be fine."

But before he could finish Maria's eyes slid closed and he could feel her body release her soul. He knew she was gone.

Panicked, eyes wide, he looked at his mother who was still sitting on the floor next to them, tears running freely down her face. "Mom, what the hell happened?" he cried.

"She was washing the dishes for me, son. I was out back and she was here alone. I heard her scream so I came running in. She was lying here as you see her and that man was running out," she said slowly.

"What man mom?" he asked, frustrated.

"The new hire Ted brought on a few months ago," she said, crying.

"Ed Stillwell?" he shouted.

"Yes, I believe that is his name," she replied, sobbing now.

"Ed Stillwell killed Maria?" he screamed.

"And your baby." He looked up; it was Ted who said that, standing in the doorway. "I should have listened to you Frank. I'm so sorry," he said, tears running down his dusty face. He fell to his knees there in the doorway. "I'm so sorry brother. Please forgive me."

"I had forgotten about our baby when I saw her lying here," Frank cried. He looked down at her shredded clothes. Her stomach and abdomen had been savagely cut open. Everything had been pulled out the ragged opening. He looked at the floor next to her hips and there he saw it. His son, no bigger than his smallest finger and covered in blood, lay next to his dead mom. "That's what she meant by 'he killed us both', isn't it?"

"Yes my son, it is," his mother whispered as she moved to him to hold him tight.

He cried harder when his mother wrapped her loving arms around him. He shook uncontrollably and sobbed until he was spent. Looking up at this brother he said, "This isn't your fault Ted. You didn't do this. That demon Ed did. Don't you ever forget that."

Early the next morning, as the sun was appearing over the horizon, they lowered the home-made coffin into the ground. Both Maria and their son James, named after his father, were laid to rest in the same coffin. They buried them in the family plot, about fifty yards from the main house. Frank and Ted finished filling the hole while their mother said a prayer. Once that was done, Ted and their mother returned to the house, leaving Frank alone to say goodbye.

"I am to blame for this Maria. And for that I will never forgive myself and will never ask you to forgive me. I will never love another as long as I live. But I do make you this promise. I will find the man who did this to you, and I will kill him, very slowly. It may take me the rest of my life, but he will die at my hand. That is my promise to you and James."

When he walked into the main house Ted was standing in the family room. "I've saddled Belle. You rifle is loaded and in the scabbard. Both pistols are loaded and there are plenty of extra bullets for all your guns. Mom packed you a week's worth of coffee, bacon, and tack and they are packed in your ruck sack. I'd like to go with you Frank. I want to kill him too."

Frank looked into his brother's eyes. He loved Ted deeply. He'd become a great man. "Ted, you're needed here to run the ranch. You know mom can't do it without you. But brother, if it weren't for that, I'd love to have you come with me."

He walked over to Ted and hugged him tight. The first and only time the two brothers would ever hug. He walked over to his mother. "Don't worry mom. I'll be back."

"Be careful my son," she said. She leaned up and kissed his cheek.

He left them both standing in the house. He mounted Belle and rode off east in search of the man who killed his wife and son, Ed Stillwell.

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As Frank Carson quietly rode south out of Cheyanne, Wyoming that dark and peaceful night he thought of what Ed Stillwell had done to his wife and son more than four years ago. He was on Ed's trail, and was going to kill him, slowly.