So intent was she on the visual and mental impact of her uncle's long pistoning penis that she failed to hear the soft footsteps behind her. Not until his arm had clamped around her waist, pulling her back against his erection, did Laurie realize that Will Ross had sneaked up behind her. Before she had time to utter a cry of surprise his other hand clamped over her mouth, and he bent forward with whiskey smelling breath to whisper in her ear, "Quite a sight, isn't it honey, my wife and your uncle. Bet you didn't know ole Ned had it in him, did you? Well you just stay nice and quiet like, and he won't know you was watchin' him. And he won't know what you was doing last night. Agreed?"
Laurie's head bobbed, affirmatively.
"Now, then, we're going to mosey on over to the fire and continue where we left off last night." For emphasis, Will Ross tightened his grip around Laurie's waist, grinding his rigidly throbbing shaft of flesh against her buttocks. "Agreed?"
Again Laurie's head nodded in answer.
"Okay. Turn around quietly and march," he whispered.
For the second time in two days, Laurie found herself in an uncompromising position, and for the second time she knew her position was hopeless. There was nothing she could do but agree to the rancher's demands. When they had moved far enough away that the rutting couple on the quilt could not hear them, Will released his grip on the helpless young girl, shoving her forward toward the far side of the circle of light where he had already spread a large blanket.
"But what if they should see us," Laurie asked pleadingly as she moved toward the appointed place chosen for her second debasing by the errant rancher.
"Don't worry, honey," Will Ross chuckled. "With all the booze Ned Dow's got in him and Barbara's insatiable sexual appetite, you won't see hide nor hair of your precious uncle until first light. Now get busy and shuck those clothes."
When they were both naked, Laurie raised pleading eyes to the older rancher. "Please…" she moaned, knowing deep inside her heart that it was a hopeless fight, and she would submit to him as she had the previous evening. She would surrender all of herself to his every abuse, not able to stop her own craving sensations from taking over and turning her into a quivering mass of flesh, and making a mockery of the reason for her capitulation.
"Get down on all fours," he ordered.
When the redheaded teenager complied, his hand came to rest softly on her back, and then moved slowly down to the slight dimple at the beginning swell of her buttocks, knowing that her moaning tremble was the start of her surrender. In a few minutes she would become his, mind and body. Laurie felt her naked young flesh begin to shiver as his finger slipped tantalizingly down over her trembling buttocks, and she could hear him breathing heavily behind her. She wanted to turn and look at his face to see, as she feared, if it reflected the sadistic lust his gentle hands denied, but she was afraid it would end suddenly and he would erupt into violence without warning. The greying rancher nudged her hips up from the blanket, and she lifted up without resistance to the inexorable pressure on her thighs.
"Ohhhh," the young girl murmured as Will Ross stroked his hands in long slow caresses back up her sensually awakening body again to make a breath-taking contact with her naked young breasts. She groaned again, not from pain or fear this time, but from some new alien tingle that began throbbing hotly inside her taut little belly. Her kneeling body quivered as his hands coursed over her satin-smooth skin, no longer cringing beneath his touch as she had a moment before. He rubbed her nearly-ripe breasts in small squeezing circles, gently kneading the soft white mounds and teasing the erect little nipples until they were painfully hard. Then he slid his other hand to her firm young buttocks again to cup her pliant ass-cheeks, before slowly slipping his fingers down along her anal crevice.
The older man had expected her to clench her fleshy buttocks tightly shut as he gently pressured down between them with his hand, but was pleasantly surprised when the girl allowed them to push further apart without resistance of any kind. He slid his hand along between their warm resiliency until his fingers came into contact with the softly curling pussy hair growing up between her legs. He tried to press his outstretched middle finger into the moistly softened flesh of her vagina, but the kneeling young girl jerked spasmodically away, not from pain or revulsion, but from the unexpectedly thrilling contact that sent a shiver of warm rippling sensations running up her spine.
She groaned, vaguely aware of his powerful hands turning her aroused young body on the blanket so that she was flat on her back, and the whole of her vulnerable nakedness presented a lewd photograph of curves and hollows and young, secret indentations. He kneeled beside her, running his fingers almost reverently over her full uptilted breasts, over her smooth little belly and her sleekly firm thighs. He caressed up and down her unprotected nakedness with knowledgeable hands that brought forth small animal-like mewls of pleasure from between her lust-constricted throat. His passion increased as he watched the way his feather-like fingers were bringing a gasping and quivering response from the tender flesh of the little teenaged girl.
He watched her open her eyes and look up at him for a moment, the liquid green of her pupils shadowed by the dim smoky veil of a mounting desire and a sexual need that was beginning to course upward through her trembling thighs against her will.
Laurie, somewhere back in the distant stages since his hands had reached for her naked body, had drifted into a strange, unknown world of sudden deep pleasure of the flesh. The lovely fourteen year old had lain beneath this middle-aged man's hands at first with the grim realization she had a debt to pay, now… now all conscious thought of why she was here or whom her heatedly-aroused body was writhing beneath was lost in her memory. It no longer mattered as she felt the tiny licking flames of erotic hunger running all around her, up between her inner thighs, out the tips of her now throbbing and pebble-hard nipples, and down again to the burning core of her vagina roaring with a white-hot heat like the interior of a blast furnace.
"Oh God," her voice whispered softly without even knowing it had been said. "Oh God…"
Will pressed his lips down over hers and immediately felt the softly-impatient pressure of her tongue spearing up into his wet mouth in her unconscious quest for a warmer contact with the devil-like things so deliciously torturing her body. His hands continued to softly rummage over her, and he ran them between her wildly trembling young thighs which did not jerk away this time, but which opened voluntarily to admit him to the very core of her being. He could feel the warm wet center of her pussy flexing hungrily in a silent plea and lewd invitation.
"Ahhhh, ahh," she was sighing contentedly up into his lips as her eager little tongue pushed up into his mouth and circled deep around inside. Her passion spurred his own, and he could stand it no longer. He moved over her, slithering on top of her soft warm body like a protective blanket. He could feel the girl quivering uncontrollably beneath him, and he reached down with both hands to draw her unresisting young thighs up until the whole of her wetly throbbing vaginal slit was presented to him in welcome sacrifice. He held her trembling legs there for a long tormenting moment, and started to reach down and stick his painfully throbbing penis inside her – but at the last second he paused.
He wanted the teenager's total surrender tonight, wanted to make her his passionate slave. It would make the obscene torture of her all the more exiting if he could make her realize just how much she needed his long hard cock. He held his breath and spoke in a whisper: "Put my cock in, girl."