I came upon her in the sun, working in her garden. Short, dark hair bobbing as she knelt in the grass at the end of a gourd run, reaching into the darkness for one of the creeping fruit. Her skirt was pulled tight over her firm haunch, womanly and round. She grunted softly as she worked and a sudden rush of blood flooded my cock, making it twitch in anticipation. Quietly I approached, my shaft thickening as I watched her butt wiggle and sway with her efforts among the fruit.

As I knelt behind her my left hand tangled in her hair, gripping close to the scalp and twisting to lock in place. She cried out in surprise, but I forced her face into the soft earth, muffling her shout.

My right hand hiked her skirt up over her hips as I growled to her “Be quiet girl, you know you want it.” and I slapped her naked ass, the lack of panties proof that she had followed my orders from this morning.

Her bark of pain was cut short as I pushed her face back down and brought my hand down in a stinging smack on the curve of her soft bottom. I could barely hear the moan as she shuddered gently. My fingers stayed on her flesh, caressing her rear, drifting to trail along the line of her burning hot center. I could smell her arousal as my fingers massaged her labia and cupped her sex in my palm. She squirmed under my grip, but I kept a tight hold of her hair, turning her head slightly, ,making it easier for her to breathe. As she gasped for air, I drug a finger along her slit, pressing harder, splitting her lips and pressing inside her.

My finger was engulfed in hot liquid and she gasped as the length of my index finger slid along the inside of her pussy, pressing gently against her G-spot, gathering wetness, then sliding out and depositing it along the length of her sex, rubbing my well-lubed finger alongside her clit. Three times my finger rubbed obliquely against her clit and she gasped again, beginning to whine slightly before I plunged back insider her, a second finger accompanying the first, stretching her wide. I pressed hard against her G-spot with both fingers and rubbed in tiny circles as I held her in place. I could feel her start to tremble and her pussy start to tighten up as her orgasm approached.

I smirked and murmured “Not too loud now, you don;t want to attract the attention of the others, do you?”

“Gnnn…no sir.” she panted as my fingers drover her inexorably towards release.

As her muscles clamped down ion my fingers and I could feel her climax almost upon her, I yanked out my fingers and slapped her pussy hard. She cried out loudly and whined wordlessly, her orgasm ruined, the pain and emptiness leaving her teetering on the edge and starting to roll back unfulfilled.

As she twisted in my grasp I unclipped my sporran, tossing it to the side and grasped my turgid cock, guiding it to her opening as I knee-walked up behind her. The head, slid up and down the fevered length of her cunt, gathering moisture, rubbing against her clit making her groan into the earth as I slowly pressed the head of my rock-hard cock into her opening.

A gasp escaped me as I was engulfed by the fiery tunnel and slowly, oh so slowly slid my full length into her, stopping only when my pelvis was pressed tight against her backside. I let go of her hair, using my hand to pull my kilt fully out of the way gaining a fraction of an inch more penetration, that felt like a foot to my sensitive prick.

“Quietly now, girl. Control yourself.” I said softly as I gripped her thighs in my rough hands and began to pull back, stopping when only the head was still inside her. I thrust forward slowly, dragging her body onto me as I did so, my cock sliding into her tight tunnel causing delicious shivers of sensation to run along the length of mu cock and up my spine. A slow rhythm at first; long luxurious strokes, each a little faster and a little harder. Her moans grew louder as the tempo increased, my cock dragging against the most sensitive folds of her inner walls. I took a knee, so I could get deeper penetration, my cock starting to nudge her cervix causing her to gasp as I bottomed out and then moan as I drug my cock back and forth over her G-spot.

I angled myself higher, so that the full length of my iron-hard cock pressed along her G-spot as I thrust forward, pulling her roughly against me as I drove full-tilt into the hard button at the end of her pussy, eliciting a loud squeek from her every time. I could feel her cunt-muscles tightening up as I pounded into her. I gritted my teeth against the intensified sensation as she approached her release and grabbed her by the hair with one hand, pulling her head back.

“Keep it quiet. Don’t fail me on this Ginny.” I growled as she clamped down on my dick and started to cum.

She growled and whined and made guttural noises in the back of her throat as she tried to clamp her jaws down on her orgasmic shout and shook in place, her head pulled back sharply, staring sightlessly at the top of the tunnel.

Once she was well into her orgasm, I backed out of her pussy swiftly, raised my cock a fraction of an inch, and then pushed the entire length of my cock, slimy with love juices, into her ass. Her growling and grunting turned into a hushed scream.

I laughed at her cry and held myself against her, my diamond-hard cock thrumming inside her anus, so hot it felt like I was fucking lava. I could feel the blood pound through an artery in her sphincter, her pulse powerful and rapid.

“Please be gentle, sir.” she begged, her orgsam still ebbing even as the pain of the sudden sodomy flooded her senses.

I smiled and twisted her head so she could see me over her shoulder. I grasped her hip with my free hand, the fingers digging into her soft skin and firm muscle.

“No.” I said laconically as I pulled back and then thrust forward with my full length.

Her cries and screams were held in check, only occasionally emerging as loud enough to have been heard more than a few paces away as I fucked her ass hard. My turgid member pulling back until the almost painfully tight ring of muscle clamped just behind the flair of my helmet, then slamming forward until my ginger pubes tickled the taught ring of flesh stretched around the base of my cock.

“Ohmygosh, ohmygosh…” she repeated over and over as I pounded into her ass. I twisted her head again to look at her face and I could see wetness on her cheeks as she wept quietly and impossibly I felt my cock grow harder. Her beautiful face, usually adorned with a beatific smile was drawn in a rictus of pain and her eyes plead silently for me to end her torment.

Growling I pushed her face into the loam again and leaned forward, using my bulk to help drive my cock home in her abused anus. Over and over I pounded into her. She stopped trying to hold back her screams as I violated her bottom, the soft bed of dirt muffling all but the worst of them and restricting her airflow. Her struggles grew lessened as I rammed home repeatedly, though from oxygen deprivation of simply because her body was becoming accustomed to the ravishment I did not know, nor really did I care.

I could feel her anus tightening around me as my hips began to jerk spasmodically, my control slipping as I raced towards my own orgasm. I pounded hard and began to growl as the familiar sensation of electrical pressure slid down my spine and up my cock. I roared as what felt like a quart of my seed spilled into her bottom and I pulled her head back as I held myself tightly against her and thrust gently as I dumped everything in my balls into her.

The feeling of my boiling hot cum flooding her bowels must have sent her over the edge because no sooner had my first shot of semen splashed into her then she started another orgasm, her anus spasmed around my thick shaft, trying to milk the cum from my cock.

I didn’t bother to let her finish her orgasm before I pulled my still hard cock from her ass. I could see an errant dribble of cum, laced with a tiny bit of blood escape from her gaping butthole as I let her fall bonelessly to the ground.

I collected my sporran and re-clipped it while watching her lay on the earth, her dress pulled up around her waist, her thighs damp with her own cum and her bruised bottom exposed. I leaned down and slapped her ass once, hard.

“AUUGHHH!” she screamed at the unexpected pain, and I grinned.

“You did good Ginny. If you meet me at the showers 30 minutes before dinner, I’ll let you have the privilege of sucking my cock. I know how much you love a shot of cum as an aperitif.”

She whimpered wordlessly and moved her hand in what might have been a wave of acknowledgment, then I turned and walked away, rummaging in my sporran for my to-do list.

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