If you have not read chapter 1 of Long Dusty Trail Ride please do before reading this.
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We have been back on the trail for a few days, traveling along side the main body of the river, the land has been flat and we have made good time. Mom is driving one wagon today while Melanie is on the other, I am riding scout today on my old gray horse.
The thoughts of mom laying in our wagon when I woke up this morning, she was so beautiful laying there sleeping her long blonde hair spread out her massive tits expanding with every breath and her swollen well fucked pussy still glistening with the load of cum I unloaded into her a short time before.
I knew if we kept this up, she would be pregnant before long and that gave me mixed feelings, did I want to raise a child on this trail and while building our home or did I want to wait. But the thoughts of her naked body this morning and the vision in my head of mom with a swollen belly holding my son, gave me an instant erection, I would have to wait to take care of it as uncomfortable as it is.
We made camp late that evening, everyone was around the fire and the wagon master was giving his nightly speech and the whole group was breaking up when mom invited Sally and her husband Ben and their daughter Becky over that night to cook with us, they had decided to camp beside us the rest of the trip, Mom and Sally had become very close which I didn't mind, hell Sally and Becky both were gorgeous, Sally was around 38 but still looked late 20ish with dark long hair a nice pear shaped ass and large tits, nothing like moms but still big and full, Becky was 18 and smaller framed, red head, with nice c cup tits and beautiful green eyes. Ben was an older gentleman, big and healthy fellow probably, 6 ft. tall and about 250 lbs.
That night camped close together, Melanie and Becky slept in the spare wagon and mom and I went to bed early as did Ben and Sally. Mom undressed and was on her knees between my legs sucking my hard cock when we both heard the soft moaning coming from Ben's wagon. When I heard Sally moaning that she was going to cum I had a vision of Sally on her back with me pumping her full of cum and at that instant I grabbed mom's long blonde hair and flooded her mouth with my seed.
Laying cuddled up with mom, I started thinking about Sally getting fucked by Old Ben and wondering how tight her pussy would be, that brought my cock back to life holding mom from behind she could feel me getting harder and I heard her moan as .she looked into my eyes.
Rolling mom onto her back I got between her thighs and she wrapped her legs around me as I entered her she whispered to me.
"Jake, did you like listening to Ben fucking Sally."
I fucked mom hard and fast and planted a big load deep inside her womb, She was a sight laying there out of breath with those puffy swollen lips and white cum running out of her and down her thighs.
"Jake, you have to start pulling out son, I will get pregnant if we don't watch it." Of course it was too late on that night my swimmers finally caught up to one of her eggs.
That next morning we left at day break for a long hard trip to Chimney Rock settlement, it would be about a week long journey, wild and full of hazards.
Our problems began with a small group of bandits. Ben and I had been riding point watching for trouble in front of us but riding in from behind us came this small group of riders,
Hitting the back 2 wagons fast and hard the bandits broke them away from the pack, there was only 7 bandits but they were hardened criminals, not farmers like most of the men on the wagon train.
A few of the men with us were good with guns most not, after the short gun fight, we had lost both men with the two wagons and my friend Ben, but all bandits were dead.
Later that night we camped along side the river, we had a camp meeting. Will Jackson the wagon master, had called this meeting to discuss what he was going to do with the families that lost their man folk, his rule was no unescorted women and children on this drive.
Having listened to the three widows plea their case wagon master Jackson was not giving an inch. I asked to speak and Will told me to say what I needed to say.