Jerry paced himself. He let her stay far enough ahead to think she might get away, but he didn't once let her out of his sight. The rounded beauty of her ass was even more exciting when she ran, he saw the sides of her breasts flopping back and forth, saw her glance back in terror. He would chase her until she was exhausted.
Jane broke from the thick brush into a clearing and saw the dirt road on the other side, With a cry she threw herself at full speed across the tender green grass. But her legs felt numb, they wouldn't go as fast as she wanted, her dry mouth and throat were screaming for air, her lungs felt like they were going to collapse. Her foot hit a rock, she stumbled off balance but didn't fall to the grass.
Jerry was hardly winded when he tackled her. He caught her low, just above the knees, and brought her struggling body down to the ground. Jane twisted free and kicked at his face. With a dull thud Jerry was knocked to his side. She scrambled to her knees and crawled for the road.
He grabbed her slim ankle and jerked. Jane fell flat on her stomach and groaned. "Noooooooooooo…" she cried. "Please let me go! Nooooo… "
As though he was climbing a tree Jerry used his hands to methodically mount her tired body. He climbed to her waist and upward while his face brushed against the proud curve of her ass; then he moved to her shoulders and pinned her under him.
"Leave me alone!" she screeched with her last breath.
He moved his anxious hand up under the back of the tee-shirt and let it slide along the smooth flesh. Jane tried to roll away but he was now astride her, riding her like a collapsed horse, sitting on the small of her back, and enjoying his captive young filly. The hand brushed across her back, soothed her, tried to calm her enough to reach around and under.
Jane inhaled and tried to reason. "Please don't touch me. I'll go back, I was stupid to try and get away."
He didn't say anything. His hand forced around her waist until it dug into the soft meat of her gasping belly.
"God! No!" she screamed. She tried to beat back with her fists and elbows, but he was out of reach. The hand pushed up to her ribs and Jane felt her flesh tremble with fear. He was going for her tits, trying to force his hand up to them. She pressed herself against the grass and dirt as hard as she could. The massive breasts flattened out like thick, delicious pancakes.
Jerry had expected that. He dug his other hand down until it circled her slim throat, then he lifted. Jane had the choice of rising up and letting the hand get to her breasts or choking… she lifted up with a sob.
The delicate flesh of her pink nipples felt like puffs of cotton against his palm as Jerry cupped each beautiful tit. He finally let her throat go and Jane pressed back to the ground. His grasping hand was trapped between the earth and her tit; she forced it into his squeezing fingers.
"Ahhhhh! No!" Jane sobbed as she tried to pull up and get the hand away.
His other arm circled under her shoulder and pulled back hard in a half-nelson grip. Jane was helpless, her one arm twisted up next to her head, her breast being felt with his searching, rubbing fingers and hand. Wet tears streamed from her face as she pleaded with him, "Don't! Please don't do this to me…"
"I'm gonna do it, kid," Jerry said. "You better quit fighting and enjoy it if you don't want me to get any rougher."
"Nooooooo!"
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 mellow flesh of the breast and dug down to the scanty bikini bottoms.
"No! No! No!" she cried while trying to kick. But he was behind her, and she kept missing, as hard as she tried. His fingers tore into the top of the pants. Jane grabbed his wrist with her free hand and tried to pull him away, tried desperately to keep his filthy fingers from getting in there.
Jerry was too strong for her. He shoved his hand into the bikini bottoms and felt the trembling fear of her sleek skin. His fingers touched the hair and paused to brush through it before digging deeper. When she felt his hand drive down between her thighs and the fingers twisting up into the moist sensitivity of her cunt, Jane went berserk. She tried to hit him with her elbow, she kicked violently, but she only opened herself wide to him. The more she struggled the deeper he dug.
"Please! God! Help!" she shrieked as his wiggling finger met the wet lips of her opening and slid inside.
Jerry hated causing her pain by applying pressure to the half-nelson, but her struggles grew stronger, she tried heaving herself away from his probing hand. Her round rump jammed back against his crotch and smothered the stiff erection in his pants with hot, furiously fighting meat. He sank his finger keep into the squirming lips of her juicy twat.
"Ahhhhhhh!" she screamed as her backside jackknifed hard into his groin. It hit him at exactly the right time, as he was inhaling. The breath caught in his throat and Jerry coughed, then he choked. It was enough time for the unwilling young girl to jerk away from his hands and arms. She rolled onto the grass, realized she was free, and jumped up into a run.
Her long, gold hair trailed behind her like exhaust flames as she lowered her head and dashed for the road. Jerry got up, swallowed the pain in his guts and sped after her. He caught up as she came to the end of the clearing and threw himself full force at her swinging fanny.
"Uhhhhhh! Nooooo… " she groaned, as he pulled her forcefully back down. Her elbow caught his chin with a sharp blow, a trickle of blood came from Jerry's lip.
"Dammit!" he howled. His fist jammed into the tenderness of her belly and with a gush of escaping air Jane was senseless.
Anger showed in his eyes as he grabbed the white shirt and ripped. It split apart, and her two luscious tits sprang free to stare at him with pink, juicy nipples. But Jerry was too furious to enjoy the tits now, his hands grabbed at the bikini bottoms and tried to rip them too.
"Nooooo… Please… " she weakly groaned. "Don't rip my… "
They snapped apart at the hip and half Jane's lush belly and crotch were exposed. He tugged at the remaining material until it was down to her ankle. Jane strained for each painful breath, she heaved for air, her mind swirled with confusion and darkness; she had never exerted herself so thoroughly before.
His hands were kneading into her tits, squeezing, feeling the ripe fullness and velvet smoothness of each mound. The pink nipples unwillingly drew together into puckered cones of red heat as his fingers pinched into them. Jane felt her body becoming aroused, she knew there was no fight left in her. With a pitiful, resigned moan, she threw her face to the side and sobbed.
Jerry gasped for each breath too. She was a wildcat all right, a real fighter. She had one hell of a body and put up a hell of a fight to protect it. But now he had won the war, to the victor go the spoils… and there was nothing spoiled about the fresh tenderness of her youthful, firm body.
"Oh… " she cried as his hands started roaming down her belly toward the sensitive area of her crotch. His mouth clamped down on one nipple and sucked the tasty bud deep inside. She felt her breast grow amazingly warm, felt it swell with pleasure after the heat of the battle.
His hand slid between her thighs and pressed into the matted and wet hair of her cunt. A finger gently worked at the pussy lips until they parted and let it inside. As Jane felt the small probe sliding into her body she grimaced, more to strain back the thrilling impulses it was arousing than anything else.
"Please… oh, my God," she sobbed helplessly.
Jerry trailed his tongue down across the sugary plateau of flesh from her breasts to the wisping gold hair. He wanted to eat her, wanted to suck her snatch until she climaxed into his drinking mouth. When Jane realized it was his tongue now working at her hole, now pushing inside to explore and taste, she shivered. She had dreamed of being eaten out… but she had never expected it to happen this way.