Three To Live

Day after day the wagons from Pennsylvania and New York rolled past our Ohio farm. Mother said she could see it in my father’s eyes. He wanted to go west like so many other from the area. Many of our neighbors had left over the last two years. I had heard near a million families were how headed west.

Father said Oregon was the place to go for farmers like us. However, I did not want to be a farmer. I wanted to finish school and go to a city and see what was there for a young man that was willing to work hard. But father said that if one goes the whole family would go. There was of course safety in numbers that is why the wagons trains left the gathering places along the rivers in groups of a hundred or more.

Father made up his mind late in the spring after many had already headed for the staging areas. But he was sure there would be a train willing to take on a late comer. He was wrong.

I tried to talk my father out of going. I told him I wanted to go to school one more year, I had turned eighteen last winter and felt there was much more be gained here.

My father was not a seasoned traveler and we arrived late for the spring wagon train to Oregon. By the time we traded our horses for oxen and paid for supplies we were ten days behind. But father got a map from two men that they said would put us on a short cut and we would catch up with the wagon train in a month. So we started off across the grassy plan heading west. We moved along very well for three weeks and by following the tracks and making a few more hours every day than the wagon train we were trying to catch up to. Then we came to the short cut that was supposed to get us ahead of the train.

Father made the turn north and forced the oxen on. Three days into the short cut we found ourselves in a deep box canyon and had no choice but to turn around.

That is when the two men showed up with guns pointing at us. Father tried to reach for his rifle and was shot dead for his efforts. The two men took every thing we had including our clothing.

They tied me to a twisted dead tree and made me watch as they forced my mother and sister to strip naked. Then they tied my mothers and sisters hands together around a large rock making them stand bent at the waist. Once they had turned the oxen around and were ready to go they came back and forced themselves on my sister and mother. They took my mother first one at a time they had sex with her.

The first one had a very large cock and he forced it into my mother making her scream with pain. Fucking her fast and hard till he shot his load in her.

The second stepped up and rubbed his cock in the juice from the first as it ran from my mother cunt. But he did not want to fuck my mother as the first had, no he wanted to put his cock up her ass.

He said in a load voice “What a fine ass you have lady. You are a very beautiful woman for a mother of two. But I think I will have some of that fine firm ass. Yes, I am going to fuck you in the ass. What do you say to that?”

Mother bagged for him to stop but to no avail. He forced his cock up into her ass and fucked her as she screamed in pain. It took him what seemed a long time to get off. Mother stopped screaming after a while and started to moan. I do believe she was getting aroused but I was not sure. By the time he came mother was shaking and I do think she may have climaxed.

The two men fixed a fire and ate letting the three of us watch helplessly. Then they came back to where my sister was and attacked her in the same manner they had my mother.

Except in reverse order. Poor Ellen took the larger of the two cocks in her behind. They left both women bleeding and helpless. I worked on my ropes until my arms were bloody. The sun set and it got cold very quick. It was one of those nights with no moon and even though I was only a few yards away I could not see either mother or my sister. But they both made noises and cried will into the night.

I fell asleep standing but bent forward putting pressure on the ropes. Maybe it was the night chill or maybe it was the dew but all at once I felt the ropes give a little. This brought me awake. I jerked and pulled until I had an arm free. Shortly I was free and going to my mother. I held her naked body in my arms. She was shivering and cold. I untied them and we three held one another shivering. I moved us to a slight over hang of rock and together we huddled together for the rest of the night.

During the night my mothers hand came to rest upon my crotch. She slipped her hand between my legs I guess trying to warm her fingers. But this small action some how created a fire in me. In my mind I saw my mother again being fucked by the two men. I realized how I had watched and how I had looked at my mother naked body. She was as the man had said truly a beautiful lady with a firm body.

I was helpless to stop my erection. It grew and grew till it was hard and throbbing. It pulsated rubbing my mother thick curly bush. My arms were around both of them and I had no way to move or aim it in another direction. That is when I noticed my sister young firm breasts stiffen and the nipples dig into my rib cage on the other side. This only made me more excited and my cock throb quickened. I was about to scream and move away if I had to when mother moved her hand taking my cock in a tight grasp.

She whispered “Charles don’t be ashamed of being a man. I under stand how these things happen. I will help you get pasted this. But your sister must not know I helped you.”

With her words still ringing in my ear I felt her slowly rub my cock back and forth. My mother was going to jerk me off. She did it very slowly and with a firm grip. I soon become very aroused. My heart pounded in my chest and just as I was about to explode. Ellen started to move her hips rubbing her silky bush on my bare leg.

I did not believe my older sister to be a virgin I had seen how she would run off into the woods at home to meet the boy from town. But she had her own life to live so I never said a word. I also thought maybe she was rubbing my leg with her silky patch of hair on purpose. I also thought she was a wake and knew what mother as doing for me.

I had been jerked off before by a girl. But nothing was as erotic as this. I felt the surge coming from way down deep. It built up and when it came I could not help letting out a deep throat sound that was pure sexual. Mother had a grip so tight she held off the flow and my cock felt like it was about to burst.

Ellen jerked free of my arm and almost screamed at mother “Don’t waist it Mother, don’t waist it, I am too damn thirsty to waist all that sweet stuff.”

Mother was surprised and I was shocked by her words. But yet I rolled off to one side so my cock was pointing straight up for either or both to take advantage of. It was Ellen that made it in for the first forceful spurt of molten hot sperm. Her mouth opened wide and slid down my cock to get the blast. She sucked hard swallowing the flow. Ellen sucked the second and third spurt. But mother pushed her away and quickly placed her mouth down over my cock. Mother sucked deep swallowing the last of my load. Mother licked the last drop from my wilting shaft and looked up into her children’s faces.

I was amazed how she had sucked my cock, but I was also still reeling from the fact that my mother had jerked me off in the first place. Ellen started to laugh. After a moment I joined in and a second later mother started to laugh. We settled back and shivered again till the sun was high.

We looked around but there was not a thing to cover ourselves with. So we started walking following the wagon tracks feeling rather vulnerable. Even after what happened during the night we some how avoided looking at one another directly.

After an hour of walking we came to a shallow creek. We drank the cool water and talked of what we might do if we came upon others out here.

Then I said “Most likely the only persons we will find around here will be the two men that killed father and took our wagon. After all those are the tracks we are following.”

I guess neither of them had thought of that.

“What will we do if we see them?” Ellen asked.

I told her hopefully we will see them before they see us.

Mother said “Maybe it would have been better if they had killed us.” Ellen and I both told her no that we are a live and we will get out of this some how.

We had nothing to eat and I could see they were looking poorly. Mother seemed stronger than Ellen. So I told them to walk along the bank and see there were any berries and I would look in the creek for crawfish. Ellen squealed when she found some berries and I had found several small crawfish. Eating crawfish raw was something we had to do but the berries help us get past the taste.

Ellen said she wanted to rest and I did not say no. It was sunny and warm so I rested on my back on the soft grass and soon fell asleep.

The dreams came quickly and they were of me fucking my mother and sister over and over again. I had mother bend over and I had my cock in her ass. I had never fucked any one in the ass but after seeing how it was done I really wanted to try it. It was so real the warmth of a wet pussy sliding up and down my cock. I was near a climax when I came awake to see Ellen squatting over me with the head of my cock poking into her pussy.

Mother was squatting near my head watching her sister take my cock into her pussy. I reached down and took Ellen by the hips and jerked her back and forth a few times to get my cock deeply seated in her pussy.

Mother wiggled and lifted a knee across my face. Her well fucked and hot pussy was there above my mouth. I lifted my face and stuck out my tongue. Admittedly I was very young but I had been involved in sex with several girls and a few ladies. So licking pussy was not new to me nor having a female setting across my cock. But when it was my mother and sister the effect was overwhelming.

Keeping one hand on my sisters hips to help her movements while the other hand I had on my mother ass with a finger digging into her tiny behind hole.

It occurred to me that the three of us would most likely died out here but at this moment we were about as close as a family could be. Ellen screamed and flooded my belly and crotch with a warm thick liquid.

Mother let go and covered my face with sweet nectar. I drank it like wine savoring every drop. Both girls moved and came to rest once again in my arms one on each side. I had not climaxed and my cock was still fully erect.

Mother rolled on her side facing me. She took my dripping wet cock in her hand. “Would you like me to suck it for you?” She cooed.

“Mother what I would enjoy and please me the most is if you allowed me to fit my cock into your darling ass. It made me so excited yesterday when I watched that man fuck you in the ass. He had his cock up your ass and I felt sure you got aroused by it.” I said.

She lowered her head in a manner that told me she had been aroused and was now ashamed of her self for allowing that act to get to her.

“Those men were horrible; I wanted to kill them for what they did to Sister and me. But Charles that was not the first time I had a man put his manhood in my behind. I had it that way before a long time ago. Never by your father but I had it before.” She said in a low voice. I was not about to ask her who, when and where so I just hugged her lovingly as she took hold of my cock.

That was when it came to me that this was my mother a loving respectful religious lady that I had thought was a pillar of virtue. So why was it now we three were acting like animals and screwing with uninhibited abandonment?

I asked mother about this in my shame of what we were doing. She said that when one is faced with death we become different persons.

Besides it was a natural act the only difference was that we were members of the same family. There was also the fact that we were naked and using each other for warmth and support. She some how knew there was nothing we could do about how our bodies reacted to seeing and feeling one another so close. But I knew what I wanted to do to my own mother was pure lust. It was depraved and perverted in the eyes of the church and everything holy. But we were not being holy we were being animals and I was in need of her body.

Ellen was asleep as I took my mother in that unholy manner and I was not sorry about how I felt as I exchanged fluids with her and it excited me even more when she let me know she was also extremely aroused by it.

We took a last drink from the stream and moved on following the tracks of our wagon.

We entered onto a flat open plan of grass and low rolling hills. The sun stared to set and the night cold quickly fell upon us. There was no shelter so we settled in a gully and huddled together. The girls fell asleep hugging one another with me hugging them both. The sky was clear and filed with stars but no moon. I felt the need to relieve myself and so I moved off to one side and faced away from the girls. I saw a glow in the distance and I was sure it came from an open fire. Out here there was no way of knowing how far it was but I was sure I could make it in an hour at the most.

I thought of going off by myself but then I thought if I were to get injured I could not get back to the girls so I had no other choice other than to wake them and the three of us set off on foot in the dark. They were cold but moving seemed to be better than setting still. So we moved with me in the lead and holding hands we followed the glow in the sky.

Just in case the fire burned out before we got close I fixed the glow on a bright star and headed for it. Ellen was beginning to fall back saying she was tired and sick. But we urged her on and it was at best guess about an hour when we looked over a low rise and saw our wagon, oxen and the two men asleep by a fire.

The excitement in my body was enough to make me forget all about being naked and cold. Moving back below the rise we talked about what if any thing we could do. We had not seen a rock or anything hard enough to use for a weapon in miles. I was not strong enough to take on two fully grown men.

Then mother remembered that was another gun in the back corner of the wagon under a chest. If the men had not yet gone through the wagon there was a good chance the gun was still there.

Mother wanted to be the one to go down and sneak up to the wagon and look for the gun. But after a few well chosen words I said I was going and we made a plan just in case the men woke up before I was near the wagon.

Mother and Ellen were to stay here watching the two men. If they woke before I got around the wagon Ellen was to stand up and walk toward them acting all crazy and half out of her mind. That would not be to far from the truth as it was now. I could see each man had a rifle and holstered gun at there sides. I thought that if they saw Ellen and did not feel threatened by her presents even thou they would be certain to be surprised. Maybe, just maybe one of them would leave one weapon near their beds and move toward her. On the other hand if I were lucky enough to get the gun from the wagon before they woke then I would walk up to them and shot both in the head.

As we talked about this we saw it was not a very good plan at all. But we were dead if we did not try we could not last but another day or two.

Making my way around till the wagon was between me and the men. Thankfully oxen are not as skirdderish as horses and did not give me away as I approached. In near total darkness I made it to the back of the wagon.

But I stood there remembering how the wagon squeaked when ever anyone climbed up on the back tail gate. I could reach up over the rear gate and touch the top of the chest. The chest was open but had not been moved. Putting both hands on the rear gate I slowly hung my weight on it not allowing it to be jerked into squeaking.

It took what seemed like a life time and I was sure if I made any noise at all it would mean my life.

Pulling my self up so my waist rested on top of the gate I reached in to see if I could move the chest. The side handle was a thick leather loop attached by brass rivets. I lifted as slowly as I could. I felt a sharp pain in my side as a wood splinter worked into me. I could lift the chest but could not get it to slide far enough away from the side of the wagon to reach under it. I needed to get in the wagon so I could lift the chest and slide it. Putting both hands under me I lifted myself up all the while I felt the wood splinter pulling at my side. It was in deep and I felt the warm blood running down my leg. Gritting my teeth I twisted and put one leg over the gate.

One should never try to sit across a wooden tail gate with his balls hanging down. The pain was so that I let out a cry as my breath was taken from me. I froze in place and let the tears fall where they may. I could not see the men and did not know if they heard me or not. But I had heard that men learn to hear in their sleep as a way of survival out here. I could not take a chance of that so I jerked the chest and reached in the hole below it. The rag was there and it took me only a second to get the weapon out and in my hand.

I heard a loud scream and knew at once it was Ellen. That told me the men had moved and I had only one chance to act and act fast.

The oxen were now moving around restlessly they may have saved the day for us. I dropped to the ground and wiggled under the wagon so I could see the bed rolls. Both men were on there feet and lucky for me they were both facing Ellen as she walked down toward the fire. One of the men had tossed something on the fire to make more light. I head one of them say something about that crazy girl.

The other one started to laugh and said “Hell how did she get here?”

The other one said “Hell I don’t know but she looks good enough to fuck before we kill her.”

The men were five or six feet apart with guns in there hands. Holding my gun in both hands I walked right up behind the nearest one aimed it at the back of his head and pulled the trigger. The sound was deafening and even in this low light I saw most of his head fly off toward the other one. The man ahead of me now turned and had his gun up in a flash I saw the fire come from the muzzle. I don’t think I even thought just then I just pulled the trigger till the gun was clicking on empty.

Later I found his bullet had in fact entered his dead friend and my bullets had hit him in the chest both men were dead in seconds.

Ellen was still screaming as she came into my arms. I held her tight for a long time till she went limp in my arms. Mother arrived crying and hugging me I think she was talking but the words were not clear.

Leaving the two dead men lay where they died mother and I went to the wagon and found clothing and clean blankets. Ellen was in some kind of crazy trance and just kept babbling sounds. I found some wood and built up the fire while mother set Ellen close warped in a blanket.

Mother and I both had cloths on the ground at our feet. But in some crazy way neither of us wanted to get dressed. I stood on one side of the fire and mother on the other. The flickering flames gave off a reddish glow to her body and I knew I wanted to make love to my mother.

We had sex to keep warm, we had sex to get a taste of liquid and we had sex for the pure sake of lust. But now as I stood here shivering in the cold I wanted to make love to my mother. I wanted to love her and tell her I loved her. I wanted to feel her body with mine in a union as lovers. It was something that I knew would never happen again after this night. But I had to do it and when I held my hand out to my lovely beautiful mother she came into my arms willingly.