Paul Grimshaw - Uncle Ned

Despite the venture's success and her uncle's happiness, though, Laurie was profoundly disturbed and flustered.

Ken Chester was gone!

Early in the morning, several days after their return from the mountains, he had stopped by the ranch to sadly announce that he was leaving. He had received word from a publisher that his novel had been accepted and that he would receive generous royalties enough money to tide him over for a full year. He and Laurie had talked alone, only briefly and without sufficient privacy to indulge their desires, and had parted after promises to write each other until they met again.

Her uncle was away from the ranch for the day and Laurie had nothing to occupy her mind but thoughts of Ken and how much she yearned to have him with her, fondling her, fucking her! As was her habit of late, when alone in her room, she had undressed and then put on a gauzy shift that was so transparent it hardly existed. It was a dangerous choice, she thought, for the sheer fabric rubbed tantalizingly across her nipples when she moved, bringing to her sensations that frustrated and angered her.

There was a knock on the door, startling her until she realized that it must be Maria with her lunch. She went without covering herself to open the door for the heavy-set cook. A look of utter surprise crossed her face when she saw that it was not Maria at all, but Will Ross' skinny sixteen year old son, Tommy, a boy with a reputation that left much to be desired.

He entered the bedroom, brushing past her without waiting for an invitation to do so. He stopped at the side of the bed and turned to smile at her, strangely and with insulting boldness, his deepset eyes devouring her immodestly clad form from head to toe. The beautiful young redhead was too stupefied to move, her mind still trying to absorb what her feelings had already registered in every cell of her body.

"What-what do you want?" Laurie stammered as she made a silly attempt to shield her breasts and pubic area from the intense, penetrating eyes. "My uncle wouldn't be very understanding if he knew you had come into my room like this."

"I don't think your old man will ever find out," the lean youth snarled, the confidence in his voice shattering whatever hope she'd had of threatening him. "You see, some of the boys over at Dad's ranch got to talking, so I thought I'd come pay you a visit."

"What do you mean?" Laurie questioned, although a glimmer of understanding was already in her mind.

"Well, I'll tell you," he said with mocking graciousness. "The other night, 'bout a week ago, I heard some of my dad's hired hands talking… apparently he got drunk and got to talkin', see, and told them all about how much you like a good fuckin' in the ass."

"Oh God! No!" Laurie moaned despairingly.

"Yep, that's right," the youth assured her. "And he told them that you're such a horny little critter, you even give blow-jobs to strangers behind your uncle's back. Well, to make a long story short, I thought that you'd do almost anything to keep your unk from knowin' what you've been doin'… And what's more important, I figured you'd be about ready for a good fuckin' since you ain't had none for some time."

"Get out of here!" Laurie snapped. But her command had absolutely no effect on the insolent intruder. Rather than flinching, he strode slowly up to her and drew back his hand to deliver a sudden slap that made her head roll to one side. "Git outa them fucking slippers and that silly nightgown, you little bitch! I want you naked from top to bottom when I stick my cock in that hungry little cunt of yours. And hurry!"

Laurie tried to speak but the words bunched in her cotton-dry throat, and she could only whimper. Suddenly she whirled and made a desperate leap toward the door, but he caught her easily, holding her paralyzed body with one hand while with the free one he ripped savagely at the veneer of her shift. She stood there, helpless, as he began to paw at her naked white breasts and then at the softly curling triangle of her pussy hair. There was nothing she could do against his strength. She was alone and completely at his mercy.

"Okay, boys, she's ready," Tommy Ross called toward the very door through which she had meant to escape. It burst open and she was nearly floored with shock as she watched four young men, Will Ross' hired men, men she had spoken to and kidded with for years, troop in. All wore hungry, expectant expressions on their faces as they cast salacious glances of approval at her nakedly defenseless young body.

"A couple of you guys hold the hot little bitch down while I warm up that hot sweet cunt with some good cock," Tommy ordered the cluster of men surrounding the frightened girl. Several pairs of hands snaked out and seized her, pushing her back onto the springy bed and pulling her legs out in a spread-eagled position. Gasping, the terrified young girl watched Tommy strip off his jeans to reveal a thick, projecting staff of flesh. She was horrified to see that all the others were following Tommy's example and were soon standing around buck naked with their long rigid cocks jutting out from their loins like so many throbbing telephone poles. Even the men who were pinning her flat to the bed worked with their free hands to unbutton and shed their trousers.

"Okay, boys, take a good gander at that," Tommy said cruelly as he pointed to the fleshy pink slit of her tight little vagina. "There's that pretty cunt you horny bastards have been thinkin' about since she's been twelve… when she sprouted them tits and nice hips."

Laurie watched in trembling fear as they leaned closer to inspect her exposed curves and hollows, their rugged faces unrecognizable with the desire that twisted them. She froze in an unbreathing stillness as Tommy slowly dropped to his knees on the bed, his wild eyes feasting on the sight of her coppery pubic hair. A murmur of excitement rose from the others as he grabbed his lust-hardened cock and guided it up to touch the sensitive outer lips of her fearfully cringing vagina. A convulsive spasm shook her thighs and stomach muscles as she felt the electrifying union of his thick, broadheaded penis probing tentatively just inside the moist pink flesh of her pussy lips, then ramming in all the way to the hilt in her tight little cunt with one ruthless lunge.

"Please, don't… not like this," she moaned uselessly, for his hotly throbbing hardness was already drawing back for another punishing stroke into her. It was futile. Her arms were held fast by the rough bands of the men on both sides of her, as were her legs by two more men grasping and prying wide her ankles. She was pinioned like a butterfly and could do nothing but lie there and accept the brutal cock fucking up into her completely defenseless cunt. But her terror was already dissipating, this time faster than ever, and the familiar lightning-like sensations of pleasure were claiming her reason. She could feel sensory devils dancing through her impaled body, driving off the humiliation and fear that she knew she should be feeling instead. The boy's thin body smashed against her pussy mound again and again, his sperm-laden testicles colliding with each lusty stroke against the rubbery ring of her anus. Abruptly, her heatedly aroused body was out of control, and she found herself straining up against him, wanting him deeper, wanting him to completely fill this hungrily quivering cunt she possessed.

"Come on, Tommy," she said defiantly, "you can fuck harder than that. You can't break it."

Laughing in lewd delight, the men holding her ankles released her, knowing that it was unnecessary to hold her down now, and Tommy lowered his hands to clutch fiercely at the eagerly grinding cheeks of her ass as he fucked into her.

"Oh, you're not big enough!" she groaned. "It's too small! Hurry!" she begged, yearning for him to finish so she could take on bigger, thicker, longer cocks. The frantically pumping youth could not believe his ears. She was actually pleading for more cock! Well, he grinned, he would give the hot little bitch something she had not bargained for. He moved one hand slightly forward, wetting two of his fingers in her moistly heated cunt before slipping them further back to her puckering little anus. Then, with one vicious thrust, he wormed the pair of wet fingers several inches into her tight rectal opening. Laurie's reaction was entirely contrary to what the youth had expected. Instead of the scream he was certain she would let out, she moaned sensually and began to piston up and down along the blood-filled length of his cock with a speed and force that he could only partially match. The red-haired teenager was drowning in a whirlpool of raw, unbridled wantonness, and she knew not nor cared why. She had discovered the joys of fucking and she planned to enjoy life and fucking as much as possible.