Paul Grimshaw - Uncle Ned

But he waited…

He waited because he knew if he rammed into the tightly walled channel of her vagina, it was possible he would cum almost without having to take another stroke… and that would be too soon. But mostly he waited because Laurie needed his cock, and she had to be fully aware of it, completely conscious of it… or his fucking her would mean nothing at all. She had to remember that she had done it with him, and done it because she wanted to be fucked. He wanted to leave something behind that would be forever embedded deep in her soul. No matter how many times she was fucked afterwards, his cock would always be there with the others. She would remember the hot throbbing feel of it in her hand, in her cunt, and that would make him live again in sweet vengeance, but she had to need it now within every pore of her body, and that moment was not yet upon the young girl.

Laurie lay groaning in tiny unintelligible gasps that rasped from between her tightly clenched teeth like a panting puppy-dog. Her love-starved body ached, and she was vaguely aware of his great masculine form hovering over her. Her trembling legs and fevered loins were wide-apart, warm and wet from the strange and deliciously exquisite pressure that she remembered had been placed there an eternity ago by this man's feathering hands, and she hungered for completion – hungered deep inside, her contracting cunt like a ravenous animal in a zoo waiting to be fed. Other animals were being fed; she imagined she could hear her uncle's feral cry of feast in the near distance merging with the panting growls of this older rancher's insatiable wife. The dim picture of the uncle's long rigid cock disappearing into Barbara's wetly ovalled mouth flickered through her hazy mind, increasing the intensity of her own wanton hunger a thousand times more than when it started.

Will Ross levered up on his hands into a push-up position above the lewdly undulating body of the lovely fourteen year old girl. Her face was contorted in indescribable desire and tiny mewls of half-conscious pleading escaped from her lust-tightened lips. He looked down between their wantonly writhing bodies and could see his giant throbbing hardness nudging the saturated folds of her greedy little cunt. The silken softness of her pussy hair surrounding the stump-like shaft of his cock was a lust-inciting picture of black against white that caused his penis to throb eagerly against her wet slit.

"Ohhhhhh," she groaned unconsciously as she felt the hard, wet contact grow closer.

He strained for all he was worth against the all-consuming desire to ram forward at that very moment and impale her with all the brutal strength in his body. There was too much of this angelic, nubile little girl he hadn't tasted yet, and he wanted it all. He might never have the chance again.

He looked down at her firm young breasts swaying out gently towards her ribs and quivering slightly with each soulful gasp that came from her mewling throat. He slithered forward up her chest and straddled her rib cage with his knees placed strategically beneath her armpits. Gently, then he placed his massively throbbing cock in the narrow cleavage between her soft warm breasts so that her naked flesh enclosed it on both sides.

Her eyes flickered open momentarily, but then shut as though they were too afraid of the strange spell that hung over her. Will's hands shook as he reached down to crush the softly resilient mounds between his sinewy hands making tiny ridges that stood up between his fingers. "You've got real good tits," he said, as he kneaded them, watching them ooze through his grasp like flaccid foam rubber – soft, yet springing back into voluptuous shape the moment the pressure lifted. He pushed them together again so that they met across her body and formed a fleshy tunnel in which his cock was sensuously trapped. He pressed them harder so that her erect little nipples met at the top, and then he began a gentle rocking motion, thrusting his hotly throbbing cock through the warm channel formed by her firm fleshy breasts. As he pushed, his blood-engorged cock-head appeared at the far end of the soft warm tunnel, and brushed gently against her chin, leaving a tiny spot of seminal fluid each time it touched her young flesh.

He kept up the slow rocking motion between the redheaded girl's excitedly quivering breasts for several moments, feeling his rigid penis growing and expanding until he was afraid it would erupt in a great gushing fountain of heated sperm even before he was ready. He had to force himself to sit still and content himself with pushing and pulling at the maddening softness of the two throbbing mounds so warmly surrounding his fleshy hardness. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed them over the top of his penis, together, one against the other, watching with bated breath as they jerked and pulsated into a greater hardness than ever. At the same time, he studied her young face and the reaction it was having on her.

It was electrifying!

The teenaged girl's eyes were opened now and gazing unseen up at him, a thin veil of passion obscuring their dilated pupils. Her hips and buttocks were writhing hungrily on the blanket below, her thighs limply kicking out and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to fuck her. She was completely out of control, and Ross knew that nothing he did now would matter, she would accept any degradation he would force upon her to quell the fire that was raging unchecked in her tender little cunt.

There was just one more thing he wanted to do before he fucked her.

"Suck my cock, little peach-blossom. Suck my cock…" He slowly rolled off her body and onto his back. "Go on, suck it."

Laurie nodded her head gently in agreement. She knew this was the moment she should have dreaded, but the thought no longer repelled her.

She began slowly at first, just as he had with her, running her tongue down the hollows of his neck and to his chest. She found the small male nipples and nipped gently at them, wondering if they would respond as erotically as her own, more prominent nipples had… and to her delight, they did! She could feel the older man twist slightly from the strange sensation, and his moans of passion spurred her on, even though she did not know much about the male body and was experimenting in her fervent desire to learn more.

With one slim hand she reached down and grasped Will's massively hardened penis between her fingers as she worked lower and lower, her tongue licking wetly at his flesh. She remembered that wild sensations had run through her own body when Ken had licked at her navel, and she did the same to him, twirling her tongue hotly around inside the small depression until she felt his stomach begin to heave in excitement beneath her. He was hirsute and she could feel the tight curls of his pubic hair against her lips and face as she moved down. She dropped her hand lower so she could tenderly draw back and forth the thick rubbery flesh of his throbbingly erect shaft in a teasing motion that brought still more and louder groans from his lips.

The position was growing more uncomfortable as she worked lower, so crawling over him, she pushed his legs apart and knelt on all fours between his thighs. Her face hovered over his loins, and she continued the gentle skinning back and forth over his lust-hardened cock, her lips a bare inch away from its swollen tip. The fourteen year old girl opened her moistly parted lips and exhaled, her hot breath flowing over the excited throbbing head with a maddening slowness.

Laurie's tongue flicked but, the tip coming into lewd contact with the smooth warmth of his cock-head, and she licked around the pulsing flesh as he moaned and twisted from the cruel teasing she was subjecting him to. The tip of her slowly searching tongue found the tiny opening of his gland, and darted teasingly into it. It was already moist from the hot droplets of seminal fluid seeping through from his rising excitement. The sharp pungent taste and odor of his pre-ejaculate caused her mouth to salivate and her nostrils to flare slightly. One little hand dropped to the base of his thickened penis, while she cupped his sperm-bloated testicles gently with the other, grazing her nails tantalizingly over their leathery sac. The young girl tightly grasped the throbbing hardness and skinned back his foreskin with her thumb and forefinger until the large red pulsating crown stood alone and naked. She began planting moist, warm kisses on it, beginning at the tip and tracing a wet path down its full trembling length to the base, and then damply back up to the tip again. She played longer than she knew she would, not being able just yet to bring herself to take it all in her mouth.