Dede’s War

Ramona slid her tongue between the moist folds and licked it quickly, while she worked her way from the bottom to the top. She found the small clit, hidden between the puffy folds of flesh. She sucked it into her mouth and tongued it gently. Dede cried, heaving her body up off the bed. She fell back to the bed, upsetting a cloud of dust from the dirty blanket. Ramona held the lips of Dede’s pussy open and licked it lovingly. She concentrated on every little inch of flesh, including the tiny delicate mound and pussy lips. Ramona had never seen a more beautiful pussy in her life.
Dede’s fluids were plentiful. The juices filled the warm envelope of flesh, creating a flood of flavor and aroma. Ramona sucked the juices into her mouth noisily, as if sucking on an orange. Dede whimpered, watching the sweet mouth sup on her womanhood.

Ramona gently placed the tip of her index finger at the entrance to Dede’s pussy. Dede tensed, knowing it would hurt, but prepared for it. Ramona pushed, turning her finger as she slid it inside of Dede’s quivering flesh. Her eyes widened in horrified surprise.

“Mi dios,” Ramona gasped. “She is a virgin,” she said in surprise. Miguel and the fat man both crossed themselves. They began to back away.
“So what!” the man with the whip yelled. “We are all virgins until we lose it. Finish her.”
“Not me,” Ramona said, lifting off the bed and crawling off.
“What?” Dede asked in helpless surprise.
“Let me have her,” the man with the whip said, pushing past Ramona.
“It is bad luck to rape a virgin,” Miguel gasped. “God will hate you.”

“Look how I live. He already hates me. Now it is time to take something from him,” the man said, untying his pants. He dropped them and crawled up on the bed. He roughly mashed one small breast in his right hand, while sucking the left one with his mouth. Slowly he pressed his cock against her virginal pussy and shoved. It took nearly a minute for the hymen to tear, allowing him inside. Dede howled in pain. Miguel turned and sprinted away, muttering a prayer. Ramona and the fat man watched from the open doorway.

Dede’s pain began to pass. As the man pumped away in her pussy, she thrust her pelvis up to meet him. Shuddering in restrained passion, she whimpered and moaned under his brutal attack. The pain of her maidenhead began to blend in with the burning passion of her inflamed pussy. Blood mixed with lubricant to create a pink foam between her legs. Her tiny, girlish pussy stretched dramatically to take his short thick cock. She shivered as it pumped in and out of her. She kept her eyes tightly closed, to avoid seeing the dirty man on top of her. She visualized Ramona, as she mouthed her pussy, looking deep into her eyes. It was the most erotic moment of her life.

“Oh yes,” Dede gasped joyously. She grunted with increased enthusiasm. She slammed her pelvis into the man’s crotch, trying to further stimulate herself. The fire in her loins was intolerable. It sought out the fire in her ass and breasts, blending into one molten, liquid pool of ecstasy.

“Yes!” Dede screamed, stiffening with her back arched beneath him. He looked down in awed surprise at the white virgin. She was so beautiful, so savage. She gurgled as if she was having a seizure. She threw her head from side to side. Her exploding pussy grasped the shaft of his fat cock as if trying to capture it. It was too much for the man. He grunted louder and louder, then stiffened above her.

“Pull out,” Ramona said, shaking him to get his attention. “Pull out now or I will shoot you,” Ramona said, slapping the man across his face. He reluctantly pulled out and began shooting sperm onto Dede’s pubic hair and lower abdomen. He shuddered for several minutes after his cock stopped spurting. Finally he climbed to his knees and stood.

The fat man saw the blood on the man’s cock and pubic area. He crossed himself again and turned, fleeing into the cantina.

“Cowards,” the man growled. He pulled up his pants, covering the blood. He tied his pants, turned and grinned at Dede, then followed the fat man inside.

“I’m sorry,” Ramona said in broken English.
“That was incredible,” Dede said, looking down at her bloody legs. “Oh no,” she moaned.
“If I release you, do you promise not to kill me?” Ramona asked.
“Yes,” Dede said, turning away. Ramona gave her a thoughtful look, came to a decision and untied her. Dede rubbed her wrists, then grabbed Ramona and pulled her into a kiss.
“Thank you,” Dede said in Spanish.
“Poor Nada,” Ramona said, breathing rapidly.
“My clothes… ropas?”
“En cantina,” Ramona nodded toward the cantina. Dede sighed and looked down at the dirty ragged blanket. She tied it around herself toga fashion, then stepped quickly toward the livery stable nearby. She found her horse and gear in the barn, including her rifle. She checked the rounds, spun and headed toward the cantina. Ramona stood uncertainly at the back door. Dede motioned with the end of her rifle and Ramona fled.