Ranchland – Chapter 2

Ranchland – Chapter 2

It was early the next morning when Ben woke from a deep sleep. His first thoughts were of his niece Amy, and the beauty she’d found in the lightning storm of the previous night, her second experience of the majestic power that Mother Nature had demonstrated in as many days. Thunder and lightning were a common occurrence along the Rocky Mountains, but for a girl from eastern Montana, the sheer magnitude of it all was a new sensation.

As consciousness regained its tentative grip on Ben’s day, he remembered that Amy should be laying beside him, yet there was no awareness of her presence. Almost in an panic, he raised himself to look for her, only to find her gently sleeping with her head on one of the pillows, light sighs emanating from the soft and light breathing of restful sleep. She looked so peaceful lying there, and he felt the warmth of her being as it recaptured that part of his soul that had been empty for so long. As much as he felt a need to hold her close to him, Ben let Amy sleep, and maybe enjoy the dreams of the young. He rolled himself against her back, spoon style, wrapping one arm around her midriff as he allowed that soft security of their budding love to reclaim him, and he drifted back to sleep as Amy unconsciously received his protective embrace by moving his hand to her breast and holding it there.

An hour passed, and Amy was the first to awaken. The feeling of her uncle’s hand on her breast gave her a warm glow deep inside. She’d only known the man for a little over one day, but in that time, he had become a welcome anchor against the uncertainty of her shattered life in Montana. Maybe she had gravitated to him out of fear of the unknown, or maybe there were other reasons that she couldn’t identify or label. No matter. All she knew was that he filled a depressing void in her life, just as she tried to fill an empty place in his. She needed him, and as a result, had found that she wanted him, too. A small questioning part inside her prayed that he needed and wanted her as much as she was prepared to give. The events of the previous day suggested that he did.

In the sleeping position that they had assumed, Amy could feel Ben’s naked cock resting softly in the depression between her two ass cheeks. With fond memory, she relived her first anal penetration by that part of him that now rested against her. Between his ministrations up her ass and his loving attention to her young body, she had experienced a very strong orgasm; one that she would probably never forget. Just reliving the events in her mind made her pussy moist, the juices of her cunt oozing warm and slippery onto her thigh. Amy had a deep desire to pleasure herself, and slipped her hand between her legs in search of her swelling clit. The first touch of her finger on that slowly-engorging nub sent shivers of delight through her entire pussy. As she continued to lightly tease her clit, her now-turgid nipples pushed against Ben’s palm while the memory of his hands on her breasts the first time replayed in her mind.

It was only a few minutes later that Amy felt the growing tingling feelings in her pussy begin to radiate further and further afield, eventually exploding in her head as the self-induced climax engulfed her very existence. Between her shallow and ragged breathing, and the suppressed desire to scream with the ecstasy of her cum, it was all Amy could do to not wake up this wonderful man holding her, and protecting her from the potential threats of a world she still didn’t fully understand.

Ben became aware that his niece was entering the afterglow of her cum as he slowly woke. The thought of her masturbating in his bed while he was laying with his cock against her ass stirred the fires in his loins. He could feel his cock begin to stretch and harden, and the onset of desires to feel her velvety soft cunt enveloping him. Amy, too, felt Ben’s cock stiffening in the crack of her ass, and the memory of him deep inside her bowel as he flooded her with his steamy hot cum only served to make her horny again.

Not wanting to disturb her, yet needing to be with her, inside her, a part of her, induced Ben to lean over to nibble softly on her earlobe, and plant light kisses on the ridges of her ear. Amy’s reaction was to present him with a closer access to that part of her young body he was pleasuring. The slight movement of her head wasn’t lost on Ben.

“Mmm, good morning, Little One” he whispered softly. “How’s my girl this morning?”

“Horny. I feel that gorgeous cock of yours getting hard, and it reminds me of that ass-fucking you gave me yesterday. Just the memory of it has my cunt flooding juices all over my thigh” she answered him.

“Glad I could give you a happy memory, Little One. Was that a part of why you were diddling yourself?” Ben inquired.

“Sorry. I just felt so horny that I had to play with myself. I guess I must have gotten carried away, but it gave me a really intense cum” Amy confessed.

“Don’t be sorry,” Ben softly admonished, “or, as a wise old man once said, ‘Live fully, love deeply, and never pass up a good cum’!”

“Uncle Ben! That’s not how it goes . . . but I love it anyways!” Amy chided him, then added, “but it doesn’t bother you that I diddled myself while you were in the bed?”

“Nope. As a matter of fact, it kind of turns me on. Just thinking of you fingering off has gotten my cock hard. It’s been a long time since I woke up with a hard-on because a woman was rubbing herself against my shaft. Now that I’m hard, I’m quite enjoying the sensations” Ben confessed. In deference to his claim, he involuntarily began to slowly hump his cock against her ass cheeks as it sunk deeper and deeper into her crevice. Amy pressed her ass tighter to Ben’s hips, torn between taking his thick meat up her ass again, or enveloping it with her cunt. She could feel her juices oozing and flowing towards her rosebud, inviting her to lube his cock so that it might take her back door once more. But the thought of her uncle fucking her cunt had more appeal, and she lifted one leg, then reached her hand down to his engorged cock and directed it against her steaming gash.

Ben became acutely aware that Amy was inviting him to fuck her tight young cunt, and the realization made his cock harder still. He continued to hump his relocated cock, her copious cunt juice flowing warm and wet over his cockhead. As he stroked up and down her slit, he became aware that his cockhead was rubbing tightly against her clit, and she was moaning in delight and appreciation.

“Ben, you filled two of my holes yesterday,” Amy moaned lustfully, “and I want you to fill the other one. I want you to fuck my cunt this morning, and cum inside me.”

At the invitation, Ben let his cock slip down Amy’s slit, poking his cockhead between her labia lips in search of her entrance. Amy was torn between guiding him to her cunt and enjoying the feel of his hard cock as it softly slipped over her still-engorged clit. The tip of his cockhead acquiring its target determined her decision, and as it entered her pussy, she felt how tight she was against its intrusion. Ben, too, felt the constriction, taking his time as he allowed her canal to accommodate his cock. He wanted their first fuck to be something that Amy would remember with happiness and joy.

“Damn, Little One, but you’re cunt’s tight” Ben groaned softly. “I’ve never felt a woman that was as tight as you. Let me know if it hurts, and I’ll stop immediately.”

“Oh, it’s gonna hurt, alright,” Amy moaned, her voice filled with lust and desire for Ben’s cock deep inside her, “because I’ve never had a big cock like yours inside me before.”

Ben was taken aback at the implications his niece presented.

“You mean, you’re still a . . . ?” he sputtered in shock and disbelief.

“Yeah,” Amy injected, “I’m still a virgin. And not by design, either. I had a chance to lose my cherry about three years ago, but the fucking son-of-a-bitch was so drunk that he passed out while playing with my tit. I never did get his cock inside me, and I’ve always wondered what I missed. Now, I’m gonna find out.”

Ben’s reaction was to attempt to withdraw his cock from her entrance. As soon as Amy felt his hip muscles recede, she reached behind her and grabbed Ben’s ass in an attempt to halt his retreat. “No, Ben. Don’t pull yourself out. Please? I want this, and I want you, deep inside me. I want to feel you pop my cherry, then fuck me until I squirt all over your cock and balls. This might be my first real fuck, but I doubt it’ll be my last. Just make it one of my best?”

Ben returned to easing his swollen manhood into Amy’s waiting cunt, pushing his cockhead gently but insistently against her entrance until it finally popped inside. With slow and deliberate strokes, he pumped himself into her as her juices flowed and coated the first few inches of his shaft. Once he was a little over two inches inside her, he felt Amy’s maidenhead blocking his advancement.

“There, Ben. Right there. Your cock’s right up against my hymen. Just let me get used to you being in my cunt for a bit, and I’ll let you know when I’m ready” Amy instructed. As her uncle continued to stroke his cock in the first few inches of her love canal, the desire to feel him deeper inside grew in her mind, and in her cunt. Within less than a minute, she knew she was ready; ready to hurdle the gap between virginity and womanhood. Softly she encouraged her uncle. “Now, Ben. Do me now” she almost begged.

The power of her request took a few seconds for Ben to comprehend. He pulled his cock out of her cunt until only his cockhead remained inside her. Then, with some trepidation over the pain he was about to inflict on her, conflicting with the desire to pleasure his young niece’s most private part, Ben drove his cock into her until he felt the tissue of her hymen rupture, and his cock sink deep inside her. He stopped pushing and laid still, waiting for Amy to let him know when she was ready for the full insertion of his hard cock.

“Owww! Damn, that hurts!” Amy cried in pain. “Oh God, Ben, what have I done? I knew it might hurt the first time, but not like this!”

Ben held Amy tightly in his arms as he waited for her pain to subside, all the while feeling guilty and unabashedly ashamed at being the cause of it.

“Lie still, Little One,” he softly told her, “and soon the pain will be gone, to be replaced with a pleasure you’ve never known before. Let me know when you feel the pain diminish.” He kissed her softly and tenderly, gently calming her fears, and reassuring her that he genuinely cared for her, and about her. It was a few minutes later that Amy began to feel her suffering recede.

“Ben, it’s lessening now, and I can feel your cock filling me up. God, you feel so fucking good inside me” Amy groaned lustfully, her appreciation of Ben’s support beyond mere words. With her trauma becoming less and less, Ben began to stroke his cock slowly in and out of Amy’s newly deflowered cunt, and the joy of him filled her to an almost overwhelming degree.

“Oh God, yes Ben!” she exclaimed. “That feels so fucking good! Deeper. Fuck me deeper, and harder!” she pleaded. She had fingered her clit many times over the years, and had made herself cum that way. When she had taken Ben up her ass the day before, her orgasm had been that much more intense for her. But this? This was the ultimate sensual experience, in her opinion. More than anything else, she wanted to feel Ben’s hard cock exploring every part of her pussy, the throbbing of him as he neared his cum, the spurting gush of his hot spunk as it sprayed and coated her walls, her cervix, and the inside of her womb. Just the thought of all that created a pleasurable tingle in her clitoris. For the first time in her life, a man would fuck her, and she would cum for him, her cunt juices squirting all down his thrusting cock, and washing over his balls while he filled her up with his life-giving sperm!

Ben had initially stroked his cock slowly into and out of Amy’s silky smooth cunt. God, she was still tight, her velvety cunt caressing his shaft, and demanding his spunk. He withdrew until only his cockhead remained inside her canal, then inserted his full length back into her hot little cunt until he could feel his cock push against he cervix. Amy had pulled her legs up towards her tummy, making it possible for Ben to ram his engorged shaft to the full depth of her. With his available hand, he was now strumming lightly on her nub, finding it becoming as engorged as his cock. As his tempo increased and he pumped himself faster and faster into her, he felt Amy match each thrust with a rocking of her hips that took every inch of him as deep inside her as she could get him. The rhythm of his strumming on her clit paced his strokes exactly.

Amy’s cunt felt so good, too. In fact, Ben became aware that he probably wouldn’t last much more than another few minutes. But he wanted her to cum with him, so that their peaks of pleasure coincided. Just as he was about to slow his thrusting pace, Amy’s breathing became shallower and more ragged, indicating that she, too was about to cum. The rhythm on her clit remained constant, but the intensity relaxed enough to allow Ben to catch up to her orgasmic release. Mere strokes later and he could feel his balls begin to lift as his shaft begin to fill with his boiling hot spunk. He increased the pressure on her clit slightly, and was rewarded with the sensation of her cunt walls fluttering, and her entire pussy attempting to draw him in deeper and deeper. His first rope of cum exploded from his cockhead, gushing deep into his niece’s convulsing cunt, and he gave her clit one last hard flick. That induced Amy to scream in ecstatic pleasure and her body began to tremble and shake, the convulsions in her cunt radiating throughout her entire being. As rope after rope of her uncle’s cum blasted into her, Amy was consumed by the fireworks-like sensations behind her clenched eyelids. Both lovers became as one, their juices mingling and covering each other; Ben’s cum flooding Amy’s cunt even as her own girl-cum squirted over his cock and balls.

Their orgasms seemed to last for minutes, although it was probably about thirty seconds, then the afterglow swept through them, and Amy allowed herself to press against Ben’s chest as he held her tightly to him, his warm perspiration mingling with her own. She felt the tantalizing sensation of drifting down like a feather in the wind, protected in the strong arms of her lover. Ben allowed his exhaustion to pronounce itself to his relaxing muscles, feeling the magic of Amy’s love as it flowed through him. His softening cock eventually popped out of her cunt, chased by the oozing of his seed as the excess flowed from her love canal, over his balls, and down his thigh.

“Oh My God,” Amy gasped when she could finally breathe, “that was so amazing, Ben. That’s what I wanted to feel three years ago, but I’m glad I waited until you came into my life. I doubt a drunken teenager could possibly be as wonderful as you were. Just hold me?”

“Mmm, I’m glad your first time was that good for you, and happy that I could make it so” Ben cooed in her ear. “I have an idea that we’re gong to have a lot of loving times together, Little One. I’m looking forward to each and every one, too.”

They laid in each other’s arms a few minutes more until Ben suggested that they get the dy started, with a shower together to get things going. Amy reluctantly eased herself up, not really wanting to leave the warmth of her uncle’s loving embrace.

They languished in the warm spray of their shower, Ben soaping, lathering, and washing his niece’s body with soft and tender attention, and Amy returning his caresses with some of her own. Drying each other off afterwards, they made their way into the small kitchen, where Amy fried up some eggs and beef strips that she found in the refrigerator while Ben perked a full pot of coffee. Sitting at the table when the food was served, Ben discussed his plan to ride out on horseback so that he could show his niece some of the features of the ranch that was now to be her new home. The dirty dished were loaded into the dishwasher, except for the cast iron skillets which were washed in the sink and oiled in preparation for their next use. Then it was out to the barn, where Amy competently saddled two horses while Ben made up two range packs. Besides their sleeping rolls, he made sure that the tent was properly stowed, and that they had enough food to last two or three days. He didn’t expect to be out that long, but experience had taught him to err on the side of caution.

Their trek took them six hours along the north fence line and up the western ridge. From that vantage point, it was possible to see most of the Ranchland spread. Amy was full of questions about the ranch, and those questions showed her knowledge of cattle operations.