Kathy Harris - Hot eager mother

Joan raced down the trail as fast as her bare feet would take her, turned on beyond belief now. She had started to run out the door only because she knew that it was the only way to get her uncle to fuck her. She was determined to do whatever it would take to get his big cock into her pussy.

But now, as she ran, hearing him charging after her, her heart pounded and her cunt ran with juice. She knew that when he caught up with her, he would have to rape her, just the way he wanted to. But it wouldn't only be because he wanted it that way. It would also be because now Joan's primitive desire had taken over and she wanted it that way too. She longed to be raped, to be taken against her will. And she felt a surge of gratitude and warmth toward her uncle for insisting that they do it this way.

A tree branch slapped at the teenager's face as she scrambled down the dirt path. She heard her uncle behind her, the crunching leaves and heavy footsteps, the heavy breathing. She plunged into the underbrush and felt the foliage tearing at her in an attempt to hold her back.

Meanwhile, Uncle Al was pacing himself, totally in control. He let his niece stay far enough ahead to draw the chase out, but he never once let her out of his sight. The rounded beauty of her ass was even more exciting as she ran, and he saw the sides of her magnificent tits flopping back and forth. He saw her glancing behind her in excitement and terror and he decided that he would chase her until she was exhausted and could run no more.

Joan broke from the thick brush into a clearing. With a cry she ran across the green grass. But her legs ached, feeling numb and they refused to move as fast as she wanted. Her dry mouth and throat were screaming for air and her lungs felt as if they would burst any second. She stumbled off balance and Uncle Al suddenly tackled her.

The man caught her low, just above the knees, and brought her struggling body down to the ground. Joan twisted free and kicked frantically at his face. With a dull thud, Al was knocked to his side. Joan scrambled to her knees and crawled away from him.

But he grabbed her ankle and jerked hard. Joan fell flat on her tummy and groaned.

"Noooo, don't," she groaned. "Please, let me go, Uncle Al, nooooo!"

Al used his strong, meaty hands to mount the girl's exhausted body. He climbed to her waist and upward while his face pressed against the curve of her ass. Then he moved to her shoulders and pinned her beneath him.

"Noooo! Leave me alone!" she screeched.

Joan surprised herself. As much as she wanted him to rape her now, she was no longer putting on any kind of act. She was totally lost now, lost in the little scenario her uncle had set up. So that now she realized that he would have to rape her, no longer just because they both wanted it that way, but also because that was the only way he would ever get her pussy. She was not going to just give in to him!

Al grinned. This was going beautifully, just the way he wanted it. His little niece was putting up a damn good fight and he knew that they would have a terrific fuck-session because of it. He moved his hand up under the back of the small tee-shirt and let it slide along the smooth female flesh.

Joan tried to roll away but the man was now astride her, riding her, sitting on the small of her back, fully enjoying the feel of her helpless body beneath his manly one. The man's hand brushed across her back, soothing her, trying to calm her enough to reach around and under.

"Don't touch me!" she cried, trying to catch her breath. "I don't want you to touch me!"

"You bitch!" Al roared. His hand forced itself around her waist until it dug into the soft flesh of her heaving belly.

"No! God, no!" Joan cried.

She tried to beat back with her fists and elbows, but the man was safely out of reach.

His hand pushed up to her ribs and the girt felt her flesh tremble with fear and excitement.

He was going for her tits now, trying to force his hand up to the big mounds. Joan pressed herself against the grass and dirt as hard as she could. Her massive tits flattened out temptingly.

But Al had expected her move. He dug his other hand down until it circled her slim throat, then he lifted. Joan had the clear choice of rising up and letting the man's hand find her tits or choking. With a sob of defeat, she lifted up.

The sensitive flesh of her pink nipples brushed against Al's palm as he cupped each huge tit. The man released his niece's throat and Joan pressed herself back against the ground. Al's grasping hand was now trapped between the earth and the girl's tit. She forced it unwittingly into his squeezing fingers.

"Noooo, you bastard, no!" she sobbed as she tried to pull up and get his hand away from her.

Al's other arm circled under the girl's shoulder and pulled back hard in a half-nelson grip. He pulled just hard enough to hun her a little but not hard enough to do any permanent damage. He just wanted to give her enough pain to get her to give in to him, just enough pain to make it all the more exciting for both of them. But in no way did he warn to hurt her so badly that she would not be able to feel the pleasure he planned to give her with his huge cock.

Joan was helpless, her one arm twisted up next to her head, her body was being mauled with her uncle's searching, stroking fingers. Tears of fear and helplessness streamed down her face as she pleaded with him, wondering now how she could have ever thought that she wanted this.

"Don't! Oh, please, Uncle Al, don't do this to me!" she begged tearfully.

"But I'm gonna do it, baby," Al said. "So you'd better just quit fighting and enjoy it if you don't want me to get any tougher with you!"

"Nooooo!"

He rolled to his side and she came with him. But she was still helpless as he tightened his grip around her shoulder and on her neck. His hand left the soft flesh of her tit and dug down to the scanty bikini bottoms.

"No! No! I won't let you!" Joan screamed while trying to kick.

But he was behind her and she kept missing. His fingers tore into the top of the pants. Joan grabbed his wrist with her free hand and tried to pull him away, trying desperately to keep his searching fingers from getting anywhere near her helpless little pussy.

But Uncle Al was just too strong for her. He shoved his hand into the scanty bikini bottoms and felt the girl's naked flesh trembling beneath his touch. His fingers brushed against her pussy fur and paused before digging deeper.

When Joan felt her uncle's hand driving down between her thighs and the raping fingers twisting up into the moist heat of her cunt, she went mad with fear. She tried to hit him with her elbow, kicking violently, but she only managed to open herself up even wider to him. The more she struggled, the deeper he was able to dig into her.

"Pleeeease, noooo!" she shrieked as his wiggling finger met the wet lips of her cunt and slid inside.

Her struggles grew stronger and she tried heaving herself away from his probing hand. Her rounded ass jammed back against his crotch and smothered the still hard-on in his pants with hot, struggling cockmeat. He sank his finger deep into the puffy lips of her juicy little pussy.

"Ohhhhh, God!" she sobbed as her ass jack-knifed hard into his groin.

She hit him just as he was inhaling and his breath caught in his throat, making him choke. It was all Joan needed, giving her the chance to jerk away from his brutal hands and arms. She rolled onto the grass and then jumped up into a run. Her long, golden hair trailed behind her as she lowered her head and made a mad dash across the clearing.

"Damn bitch!" Uncle Al cursed as he got up and sped after her. He caught up with her just as she came to the end of the clearing and he threw himself full force at her ass.

"Unngghhh, nooo," she wailed as he pulled her forcefully back down.