The Three Bears

She always seemed to end up in trouble. It was the curious brat in her. No matter what, she had to know. Had to see for herself.

She'd heard the rumors of the three Bears. Big and gruff. Living together in that house down the street. There was lots of gossip. Lots of noises. Every Friday and Saturday night there would be the most animalistic groans and grunts from their house. Echoing through the night.

She was a Dream Weaver. Each night she would take those sounds, those primal animals mating sounds, and weave them into a dream. Where she was the main character. The dream was as real and lucid as if it was happening. Tonight's dream left her sprawled on her bed, her pristine white sheets strewn on the floor, stained and messy. Her body covered in red marks, her breathing labored and her body used.

Ready? This isn't your normal bedtime story.

Nelly had waited till they were gone. Her curiosity was just too much, she had to know for herself. All the rumors, all the gossip. Three Bears in the one house. Now she found herself lifting the frame of the small square bathroom window of their house. So small, barely a child could squeeze through. Nelly was a petite thing and she wiggled and squeezed in. The window was always left slightly ajar, after all, how'd be mad enough to go into their house?

Nelly gave a gasp as her feet touched the cold tiles. The bathroom was small, toilet, shower and basin. Opening the door she entered the bedroom. Three king sized beds filled the large room. Sheets and duvets strewn haphazardly. These Bears obviously didn't make their beds. Bottles of beer, whiskey and whatever other alcohol were arranged on the bedside tables as if each one was competing with the other to see who could cover the entire top of each table. Over the carpeted floor were pairs of jeans and socks, shirts. Thrown in disarray.

But it was the smell that caught her attention the most. That unmistakable smell of Bear. Thick, heavy and compelling. Nelly just wanted to roll in it. It turbocharged her body. She could feel the hardness of her nipples under her bra. The tingling inside her that needed more. The warmth of her neck and chest as the blood flushed her skin. Yes, she needed more of that delicious, sexy smell.

Nelly found herself moving and lying on the closest bed. That smell was intoxicating. But this princess needs comfort and the bed was just too firm. A little disappointed she stood up and moved over to the next bed. Oh yes, this was much better. She was almost purring. Her head on the pillow, body tucked under the sheets. Before she even realized it her eyes were closed and she was fast asleep, surrounded by that amazing scent.

The rough, firm hand clamped around her mouth. Strong arms grabbed her and yanked her roughly out of bed. In terror she kicked her legs but she was being lifted off the ground. Not being able to feel the floor compounded her terror. As she awoke, startled, she understood. She'd fallen asleep. The three Bears had come home. Now they had her. And they weren't happy.

"What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" angrily shouted the Bear who's hairy arm seemed to crush her onto him, his rough hand tight around her mouth, forcing her to struggle to breathe through her nose.

She could feel the strength of the Bear holding her. His strong arms. His strong body on her back, muscled. His smell, oh my god, she thought. It pervaded her senses. Despite her circumstance she felt the swell in her stomach, a growing need.

Her eyes took in the second Bear. Moving toward her. His thick hands grabbing her legs to stop her struggling. A grin on his face.

"Looks like we've caught us a trespasser. Law says we gets to defend our property," he grinned as he held Nelly's legs so tight around the calves. She was prone now. No struggle could break their grip.

The third Bear said nothing but moved next to her. His hairy hand stroked her cheek. Looking at her pale skin. Trailing the back of his fingers down her neck, she couldn't contain the goosebumps that formed. Further heightening her body. The hand made it's way to her chest. Palm down over the slope of her breast, then grasping as though a ripe fruit, a squeeze, hard enough to make her moan and send a jolt to her crotch.

Nelly groaned in the rough hand of the first Bear. The third Bear's hand continued. Down her stomach, inside her yoga pants, easily slipping under the elastic. Then those rough hands, thick with veins, found her mound. Rubbing it back and forth with a firmness. The hand was inside her panties. As if the thin cotton could stop it. Touching her bare pussy, middle and index finger pushing between her lips. Those two fingers made her bite her lip, despite the hand over her mouth. She groaned, her body giving her away.

"Oh she's wet as fuck," the third Bear reported to the other two, "wet and ready."

"Show our guest how we entertain pretty girls," said the first.

Nelly felt the Bear holding her push his groin into her ass. He was clearly hard. The second Bear pulled her pants down. Nelly didn't struggle. There was a longing in her. As the second bear unzipped his pants, he reached in and pulled out his thick, hard cock. Nelly gasped under the rough hand over her mouth. It was big. Bigger than her pink dildo which stretched her. Longer too. The head of his cock, tinged red, the shaft hard at the thought of her. Her breathing quickened. She felt her breasts heave up and that fire in her pussy, that needed quenching and only one thing could fix it, a nice thick cock.

He held his cock just behind the head and rubbed between her open legs. Oh that felt so good feeling that head rubbing along her now wet pussy. She gave a little moan. That little girl whimper. He pushed, she felt that stretch and then the release. In and out, a bit more each time. Nelly felt her pussy reflex clench on the thickness. She'd never had anything so big inside her before. She'd have to get one of the larger dildo's online she thought before her mind returned to the deep hard thrust the Bear made.

She felt the first Bear's hand on her ass, squeezing and grabbing. Then fumbling at his zip. The warmth of his flesh now pressing into her from behind.

"Wait, let's lie her down," the first Bear said. He laid on the bed. Pulling her onto of him. The head of his penis between her legs as she sat straddling him, facing forward, her back on top of him. Down her wet pussy, down to her special little place. She'd had a finger in there before, some sharpies, but never anything this big. That pain as he pushed the head inside her ass, she'd remember that. Her cries and the tears in her eyes as he entered her. Not having time to adjust the second Bear climbed on top of her and re-entered her pussy with that thick cock that she was now loving inside her. Her eyes glazed over. Barely registering now that she had two cocks inside her. Her first DP. Her first cock in her ass. The thick smell of them making her head spin. She was being fucked. Her ass full, her pussy full. She'd never felt this before. Stretched, and completely stuffed. But god it felt good. Her body loved it. Her head spinning at these sensations all so new.

"My turn," said the third, "open up princess."

Nelly barely registered the third cock being pushed into her mouth. Without thinking she opened her mouth to let him in. Not two cocks, but now three. How many times she had fantasized about this. Being fucked in every hole. She'd cum playing, imagining it. Three cocks, all for her. Now it was happening. Despite the cock in her mouth she smiled. Despite the pain in her ass, she moaned. Despite the cocks thrusting in unison, her body feel loose like a rag doll. This was what she wanted all along.

She'd heard the tales of the three men leaving down the street. Everyone called them the three Bears. Big, stocky men. How every weekend there would be moans of sex. Two or three woman. Those moans filled Nelly's mind when she heard them. She'd often masturbate listening with her window open. She wanted to be those women. She wanted to be fucked by the three Bears. That's when she had decided to risk it all.

Now here she was, Dream Weaver, making her dream real. As each cock came inside her, so too as she lay on her bed, deep in her dream, as real as if she was there, her holes began leaking cum. Her ass, her pussy, her mouth. As each cock showered her with cum, her own body shaking as she too came. In her dream she was a fucked, leaking cum mess. That's how she was now on her bed. Sheets strewn, legs spread. Cum leaking from every hole. Her smile telling the tale of three cocks pounding every hole. She'd remember this forever.