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Continue on to the fuck fest as Goldhicks fucks the three bear brothers' cocks! Goldihicks and the Three Bear Brothers
2 Bubba pulled the boat up onto the bank and tied it up to a tree. He muttered to himself as he stomped up towards the cabin. Bobby nudged Billy in the ribs with a smirk. “Ol Bubba hates gittin skunked.” Billy laughed and picked up the string of catfish. “That’s cuz it doesn't happen too dadburn offen.” “Not offen inough eff'n yo' ask me,” Bobby countered gathering up the fishing poles. “Its cuz he is the oldest, figgers he has t'be bess at everything,” Billy said trudging after Bubba. Bubba had been a great older brother until their parents died when he was eleven. Since then, he had raised them, and he had done a good job at keeping them together. But it had aged him; he had forgotten how to have fun. “Come on Bobby, we still got time t'git t'the bar eff'n yo' git the lead out.” Bobby was the baby of the family although he was nineteen; he still liked to remind him of the fact. “Ah's a-comin' damit, dunno why fo' we bother. Ev'ry Saturday night we hoof it down thar an' all the gals is taken already. We should jest hoof it to Rosa's right away an' injoy a night thar. Instead of gitten thar af'er the bars close.” Billy laughed and kicked off his fishing boots at the back door and entered the kitchen dropping the fish in the sink. “Which one of yo' dumb fucks has been messin' wif mah condom's,” Bubba yelled from the bathroom. Bobby smirked having entered in time to hear Bubba. “Not big inough fo' me,” he yelled back. Billy walked to the washroom and poked his head in. “Figger yo' will be actually needin one Bubba?” he asked with a laugh, ducking the box that came flying through the door. “Testy, testy,” he teased. “Hey, them is mine, whutcha doin' wif mine?” “Hey guys.” Bobby’s tone caused both of them to stop fighting and pay attention to him. “Look at thet thar,” he pointed to the blood spots on the floor. Bubba and Billy tossed the condoms back into the bathroom. All humor left as they prowled through the cabin to see if the intruder was still around. Billy glanced to the bedroom, he could see his bed was empty. “Ah will git mah gun,” he whispered and slipped down the hall to the living room. Bobby and Bubba crept into the darkened bedroom. Bobby looked under his bed and Billy’s. “Nuthin har,” he whispered to Bubba.” He frowned when Bubba never answered. “Bubba?” “Ah… umm ah huh,” Bubba muttered incoherently. Bobby walked up beside him to see what had made Bubba tongue-tied. He stared. “Yo' find him?” Billy hissed from the doorway. “Ah… umm ah huh,” Bobby stammered. “Wal let me at him, ah will blow his ass t'hell sleepin' or not,” Bobby blustered walking up to stand to Bubba’s left. His jaw dropped as he gazed down at the woman lying in a pool of moonlight coming through the window near Bubba’s bed. She had golden hair that fell in a mass of curls around her. She was wearing a pretty little blue sweater that lay open revealing a cute halter style dress, in soft pink with tiny blue flowers over it. Her full breasts threatened to spill from the low cut neckline. All three looked as it they were programmed, their eyes moved as one, down to where the dress rode up her shapely hips revealing her white panties with pink lace trim. “Pinch me,” Bobby finally whispered. Bubba blinked first and tried to gather his scattered wits. He was the oldest he should be able to handle this with some sort of maturity. But his cock did not want to think with maturity. He cleared his throat noisily. “Shh, you will wake her,” Billy whispered. Goldi sighed stretching out, her arms over her head, her body taunt then relaxing back. Her eyes fluttered, then flew open when she saw the three men standing at the end of the bed. She sat up quickly her eyes large with fright. They were very large strong looking men. All three looked very similar, broad shoulders with muscles straining their worn denim shirts. Their dark hair was cut ragged near their shoulders. The shortest one she guessed to be about 6 foot, the next just a shade taller her quick guess put him at about 6 foot 4, the one in the middle had to be 6 foot 6. She had always prided herself in being able to tell a man’s stats at a glance. She offered a shy smile to the speechless trio. “Um, hello.” All three nodded as one. “Yo' a-gonna use thet?” she asked as she looked at the gun Bobby still held. “Um what?” Bobby asked flustered. “Oh, no ma’am,” he quickly hid the gun behind his back. Having recovered her initial fear at seeing them there, she got to her knees on the bed. “So whose bed is ah in?” “Mine,” Bubba muttered, his gaze raking over her again. His appreciation was evident in the soft glow that lit his eyes. “ah's Bubba, this har is Billy, an' Bobby, we is the Bear brothers, an' yer?” “Yer Papa Bear?” she grinned at Bubba, her gaze shifted to Billy. “Don't even reckon callin' me momma Bear,” Billy warned. “But he is baby Bear,” he pointed to Bobby, whose laugh, turned to a scowl at the baby remark. Her lips curved into a smile nodding to each of the brothers, then looked back at Bubba gathering from his demeanor that he was the ‘boss’. “I’m Goldihicks, you can call me Goldi,” she purred moving on her knees closer to them. Mebbe tonight'd not be a total loss af'er all, she thought. She moved closer to the end of the bed, surprised when they all backed up. “Yo' scared of li'l ol’ me? Don't yo' like gals?” “We like girls jest fine,” Bobby said firmly. “Wal then, why fo' don’t yo' come closer t'me, ah won't bite yo',” she purred. “Which one of yo’ is x-large?” she tried not to grin. The three looked at each other in confusion. Then Bubba grinned darkly and turned back to her. “Care t'judge fo' yo'seff Goldi?” “Oh yes please,” she gushed, nodding eagerly. Bubba grinned at his brothers and pulled his belt free. Billy and Bobby were still trying to catch up to the conversation. It dawned on them when they saw Bubba draw out his hard shaft for her inspection. “Oh my,” Goldi whispered. “Kin ah touch?” she reached out brushing her fingers lightly along his length. “Ohhhh thet is hard, an' big… right purdy,” she whispered awed. She looked at Billy when he came closer offering his cock for her inspection. If possible her eyes got wider, he was larger than his older brother and he was not even fully hard yet! Billy cursed his nervousness; he was not as hard he could be. He shivered at her light caress. But much more of that and it would not be a problem. Goldi used both hands to brush the tips of her fingers up and down their cocks, feeling them twitch from her touch. She loved the feeling of power, being able to make large men like them tremble. Her gaze shifted to Bobby. Bobby walked up beside Bubba and smirked at him. “Yo' git skunked agin,” he chuckled as he undid his belt and freed his cock that pulsed and throbbed with a life of its own. Goldi grinned wider and stared at the cock that she immediately wanted to feel pushing into her. “Oh… yer … the x-large. Baby Bear is jest right. Yer all… jest right,” she said softly as if afraid to speak too loud and wake up from a dream. Only in a dream could three hulking men with gorgeous cocks surround her. “It is yer turn Goldi,” Bubba stated with a groan, moving his hips against her hand involuntarily. Goldi reluctantly let go of them wishing she had three hands. She brushed her fingers over Bobby longingly, before reaching behind her neck to undo the button. She smiled at their feverish look, and peeled the dress up over her head, shaking her hair when she tossed it to the side. The three men advanced on her removing their clothes and joined her on the bed. She cried out as their mouths moved over her hungrily, she was soon lost in a sea of pleasure. Hot mouths and strong hands kneading at her flesh, spreading her thighs once they ripped her panties away. Her fingers closed around two cocks, another pushed against her ruby red lips. Yes this was a dream, and one she did not want to end. Her body arched as she felt fingers probing through her wetness pushing into her exploring every inch of her, until she screamed. Outside, above the ‘No Trespassing’ sign hung another worn sign. On it, ‘The three Bears’ was carved into the wood. A few days later it was noticed it had been painted and had been changed. It read ‘Goldihicks & the Three Bears.’ And they lived happily ever after. The End
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