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An Eye For An Eye
by The Purvv (address withheld)
***
John Lawson was in jail, charged with raping his
daughter's best friend, 14-year-old Janice Beadrum. As
if the charge of raping a minor was not bad enough, for
John it was even worse, because Janice was white and he
was black. The trial was scheduled to start in a week.
(M/ff-teens, ped, intr, oral, anal, forced, blkmail)
***
CHAPTER ONE
John's daughter Nicole was frantic. She knew that the
sex between her father and her best friend was
consensual, but there was not the slightest chance that
her friend would admit that, for fear of her parents
finding out the truth.
However, 14-year-old Nicole felt that the only thing
that could save her father would be if the truth came
out. Somehow, it would have to come from Janice.
Obviously, the court would not believe John.
Under this backdrop, she approached Janice's father
behind her friend's back. She sought him out where he
worked. Sitting in his office, Nicole told Peter the
story of how it was not true that her father had raped
his (Peter's) daughter and, if the truth were told, the
real facts were that Janice seduced John, not the other
way around. Peter listened with seeming patience as the
young black beauty explained the facts to him, as she
knew them.
Although Nicole had no way of knowing, her problem was
not in convincing Peter what had really happened, but
in trying to change his mindset. For although John was
charged with rape, Peter did indeed know the truth.
That is what infuriated him. The unfortunate fact was
that Peter was prejudiced against blacks and in his
mind, because Janice had sex with that black bastard,
John deserved to go to prison. In Peter's twisted
thinking, it was John who was at fault for making
Janice want to have sex with a black guy. Moreover, he
would pay for it dearly.
Peter knew that John should not have been charged with
rape and he also realized that if he allowed Janice to
tell the truth like she had wanted to do that John
would probably only get a suspended sentence for
'statutory rape'. However, Peter would not allow his
daughter to tell the truth. He wanted revenge.
As he talked to young Nicole, he slowly began to revise
his thinking. He allowed his eyes to scamper admiringly
over the young beauty's body. He was impressed. This
was some good-looking kid. He was really not gaining
anything by allowing her father to be prosecuted, he
thought. After all, all he was looking for was 'an eye
for an eye'. Maybe he could pull it off.
"Please Mr. Beadrum," she said passionately. "My dad he
don't deserve to go to no jail."
When she was finished telling him everything that he
already knew Peter sat back in his chair and closed his
eyes. Nicole watched him silently, praying to herself
that he would believe her and force Janice to tell the
truth.
Finally, he answered, "An eye for an eye, Nikki. That's
what the bible says."
The youngster shook her head in exasperation and spoke
with an almost desperate tone, "But he don't do
nothin', sir. He... your daughter she... they did it
together!"
Peter did not respond immediately, wanting to increase
the child's apprehension. Then he said, "Listen Nikki,
I like you and I'd like to help you but I'm sorry girl,
it just isn't right. I mean, even if what you say is
true, and I know that it isn't..."
"It izzzz!!!" she interrupted.
He continued, "Even if it is, why should your dad get
away without paying? Like I said, an eye for an eye. If
I were to make Janice say that she wasn't forced then
he'd probably go free. B-but I'm her father, Nikki. How
would that be justified? Where's my eye for an eye,
huh?" he said sternly, "Don't I deserve equal justice?"
Nicole slumped back, trying to come up with a further
argument in her head. She was convinced that Peter was
not completely unreasonable. If only she could convince
him of the truth, she thought, she was sure that he
would make Janice tell the truth. As she watched the
grown-up, she saw his eyes moving over her face and
body.
Peter saw that Nicole was finally paying attention to
his eyes running down her body. He had been waiting for
this recognition. He spoke again, "Where's my eye for
an eye, Nikki? Your father raped or... at the very
least, had sex with my daughter. Where's my eye for an
eye?"
"But..." she was pleading, "but don't ya see? Sex...
That's all it was, was sex. Not rape!"
"Sex with Janice, Nik. Your dad had sex with my
daughter. What do I get?" As he asked this question,
his eyes moved down to the youngster's light brown
crossed legs.
A twinkling of an idea began to form. Nicole could not
be sure but maybe, just maybe, she could make a deal.
"But Mr. Bea, he shouldn'ta hafta go to jail.
Maybe...well, equal doesn't mean for him to go to no
jail... no sir! Equal would be like you, er, you do to
him...his daughter, like he done did to yours," she
said nervously, not knowing how the straight-laced man
would react.
Peter's cock suddenly pushed up inside of his pants.
His eyes focused on the youngster's face. She finally
looked up from the floor and their eyes met and held.
Both of their hearts were pounding fiercely; hers from
apprehension and his because of his fear of the
criminal nature of what he was thinking of doing.
After a long thirty seconds he responded, "Yeah, but I
didn't do to his daughter and he did do to mine, so
that ain't equal. Jail is justice!"
Now it was her turn to hesitate. She tried to formulate
the words in her head before she spoke, "C-couldn't
we...somehow...couldn't we make it equal...eye for an
eye...d-daughter for a, er, daughter?" she asked as her
eyes dropped nervously to the floor.
Peter's hard cock twitched in his pants. He had never
had sex with a black girl and had always wanted to, and
in the past year, he had found himself admiring young
Nikki's body whenever no one was paying attention to
him. Even though she was the same age as Janice, Nicole
was so much more physically gifted. In addition, she
had a beauty to rival a young Whitney Houston.
"I could talk to Janice, I guess," he offered.
The young girl jumped at the opening, "Oh please, Mr.
Bea. Please?" she pleaded.
"And...?" he asked directly.
Nicole slowly sat back and brought her eyes up to meet
his again, "W-whatever you... er... what... whatever!"
"Then close that door, Nikki," he said quietly.
She was alongside of it and reached over and closed it
softly. He spoke again, "This is more than 'whatever',
isn't it? Tell me what you want 'whatever' to mean.
What do you think... why do you think I should not let
your dad go to jail?"
Nicole was looking at him nervously, straight in the
eyes, her tongue continuously licking to moisten her
dry lips. "Er, what, well, er... he had your
daughter... you have his?"
As Peter shifted in his seat, he felt the wetness in
his pants. "Is that what you want Nikki?"
She was not a virgin anymore anyway, she thought. If
this is what it is going to take to get her father out
of jail, so be it. "Yes sir," she said softly.
He was hot for this kid. At this moment, he wanted her
more than anyone that he had ever wanted. "An eye for
an eye?" he asked.
Nicole nodded.
Peter deliberately waited and then said, "You know...
Jan told me it was a lot more than just plain sex. She
said that your father, er, made her do, er, other
things too."
The child's eyes widened in suspicion, "Like what?"
"Well," he began, "She said that he forced his, er,
thing into, er I'm not sure that you'll understand,
Nik. But Janice said that your dad put his thing in
every... orifice, er, hole...in her body. Like in her
mouth...her butt...beside the, er, other."
The girl's whole body had tensed. She realized what he
was saying. She had given head to her boyfriend Fred.
As a matter of fact, she actually enjoyed doing it. If
she had to it to Mr. Beadrum, that was acceptable.
However, she had never allowed Fred to fuck her in her
ass. Before she finally gave her 'cherry' to Fred, he
had wanted to put it into her ass but she had
vehemently refused. Now Jan's father was saying that he
wanted to do it.
Peter remained quiet, watching the child and awaiting
her reaction. It was not true that Janice had said she
had done those things but Nicole wouldn't have any way
of knowing that. However, he couldn't be sure that she
fully understood what he had suggested.
After what was only a minute, but seemed like much
longer, the young girl finally nodded her head gently
as she whispered, "You'll make Jan tell the truth? That
daddy didn't force her?" she asked.
Peter nodded, "I'll make sure that your father doesn't
stay in jail," he agreed.
She looked him directly in the eyes and took a deep
breath. Then as she let out her breath she whispered,
"Okay!"
Peter felt his stomach flip and a skipped beat in his
chest. He looked at the clock on his computer. It read
4:17 PM. He instructed Nikki to open the door. As she
stood to comply, he spoke softly, "How... when... how
are you gonna... I mean when?" it was his turn to
stammer now.
After she opened the door, she remained standing. "I'm,
I been stayin' at my house alone since daddy's been in
jail. Mama's been doing... well, she's either not home
or too far out of it to know where I am."
"Could you... er... tonight?"
She smiled as if to answer affirmatively. Peter's mind
was racing. How would he get away from his family
without arousing suspicion? Where could he meet Nicole?
Surely, he would not go into her neighborhood.
Moreover, where would he take her? "Can you get to the
mall tonight at 9?" he asked.
She nodded, "Yeah... yes sir."
"You know the CD store at the end?" he asked. When she
nodded he continued, "Can you be around by the side at
9?"
"Yeah, um hm," she replied.
"You sure of all of this?" he asked.
Again Nicole nodded affirmatively and asked, "You
promise 'bout my dad, right?"
"You keep your end of the bargain... I'll keep mine.
Okay?" Then he stood to indicate their meeting was
over.
She whispered, "Okay," and turned to leave.
As she walked away, he let his eyes move over her butt
as he thought to himself, 'I'm going to fuck that!' He
felt a rush throughout his body.
After she left his office Peter reflected on what had
transpired between him and young Nicole. He tried to
come to grips with what was happening. He realized the
craziness and dangers, but he ignored those realities.
The thought of having sex with the young, black, 14-
year old beauty just clouded all rational thought. He
called his home and spoke to his wife Martha, telling
her that he had to make an emergency trip to the firm's
upstate office and that he would not be home that
night.
He left his office at 6:30 PM and made a special trip
to the Drug Emporium. There he found what he knew he
must have to help complete his plan. Next, he drove
along the highway for about 20 minutes before he found
a motel. He went inside and paid for a room and got his
key. Next, he went out to a restaurant to dine alone.
***
It was 9:05 PM when Peter was pulling up at the side of
the CD store. In the darkness, what stood out the most
was the whiteness in her eyes and the beautiful teeth
that nervously flashed a smile of recognition as he
pulled the car alongside the curb. Nicole opened the
door on the passenger side and sat inside, smiling at
him.
"Hi, Mr. Bea." Nicole said softly. Although she was
terribly frightened, she did not show her fears. She
had fought with herself for hours. She had kept telling
herself that she had to go through with it to save her
father.
Not wanting to be noticed by anyone, Peter immediately
pulled the car away from the curb and drove directly
away from the area. When he reached the highway he
began to talk to the child, "You're still sure Nikki,
right?"
"Y-yeah, yes," she replied.
"You want... It's you, right? You want to do all this,
right?"
"Yeah, I do," she lied.
He was then moving easily along the highway. He had
maneuvered the car into the right lane and was now
cruising along. It was at this point that Peter finally
was able to turn and look at her. As he turned, he took
a sudden intake of breath. In the few seconds that he
was permitted to take his eyes off the road, his eyes
moved from her face to her chest.
The youngster was wearing a low cut blouse that clung
to her, and he could see the child's budding flesh. She
did not have a bra on. Then his eyes moved
instinctively to her legs and it was at that point that
his breath held. The hem of Nicole's skirt was at least
six inches above her knees.
Peter's cock was as hard as a rock inside of his pants.
He could not believe that this young black beauty was
going to be his. "An eye for an eye," he whispered as
he turned his view to the road. Nicole tensed at his
words, realizing what the consequences were going to
be.
Peter drove into the motel lot and pulled the car
directly into the vicinity of his room number. It was
dark and there was nobody walking around the area.
"Here we are Nik, rre you still sure, hon?"
The youngster swallowed, then nodded gamely.
"Then let's go," he said as he got out of the car. She
alighted from the other side as he came around the car
and joined her. He took her hand in his and led her to
the room. At the door, he inserted the key and had the
youngster enter in front of him. Peter turned on the
light and closed the door behind them. They both stood
momentarily frozen on the spot. Their hearts were
pounding and Nicole's legs were shaking. He gently took
her by the elbow and led her to the bed.
They stood facing each other at the side of the bed and
after a long moment he whispered, "Stay here a second,
sweetie," he said as he moved away.
First, he turned on the lamp by the bed. There were
different degrees of brightness and he switched it to
its dimmest. Then he hurried back to the door and
switched off the overhead light. Now the room was in
semi-darkness. He walked back to the youngster. Once
more, they faced each other. Peter looked down at the
child's soft beauty and he could read the fear on her
face and see her lips quivering.
He reached out and gently grabbed her shoulders. He
could feel her trembling.
Nicole thought that Peter was going to kiss her, but he
surprised her, as he turned her around facing the bed
and stood behind the child. His eyes ran hungrily over
her shapely body from behind, fascinated by her
hourglass figure. Then he moved in closer, putting his
hands on her waist and bringing his mouth to her neck.
He kissed the child's flesh with his open mouth and she
felt a chill pass through her body.
"Nikki baby," he whispered, "You're so hot!" His hands
moved from her waist around to her front, as his
throbbing prick pressed against her butt. His hands
cupped her breasts and he immediately felt the nipples
pressing firmly into his palms.
"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured.
Peter had been sure that she had not been wearing a bra
and now that was confirmed. Her soft tits felt
wonderful in his hands as he gently squeezed them. He
continued to kiss her neck, his hot open mouth sucking
and his tongue tasting the young flesh. The tightness
in his cock was almost painful. He was on fire.
Nicole moaned at the pleasurable sensations that he was
causing in her. As his lips tasted her neck, his hands
moved from her mounds to the bottom of her blouse and
began lifting it upward. She lifted her arms to allow
him to take it up over her head and off her body. He
tossed it aside and again bent and kissed her neck from
behind, while at the same time his hands were moving
quickly to the button and zipper at the side of her
skirt.
Nicole's heart felt like it was going to come through
her chest. She kept her eyes closed as Peter's mouth
licked and kissed her neck and her legs became wobbly
as he opened her skirt and allowed it to fall to the
floor. Then he stepped back a foot or so and allowed
his hungry eyes to feast upon the nearly completely
naked brown body as she stood with her back to him.
"Take your shoes off and stay awhile," he joked.
Nicole automatically kicked off her shoes and the only
clothing that was left on her was her panties. Peter
eagerly pushed his hands inside the elastic and pushed
the child's panties down her long legs. When they had
reached down past her knees she worked them down to her
ankles and kicked them off.
He straightened up and again stood behind, and admired,
her hot looking body. Soon enough, he would be
enthralled with her from the front. This would probably
be the only time that he truly appreciated her from the
rear, and since she was the first black that he ever
saw naked, he wanted to appreciate every inch of this
beauty.
His fingers automatically and hurriedly stripped his
clothing away, dropping his jacket, shirt, pants and
underwear by the shoes and socks that he had quickly
removed. All the while his eyes feasted on the sight of
the hourglass figure and the delicious looking brown
skin on the perfectly rounded cheeks of her beautiful
ass.
His cock was twitching of its own accord. The girl was
an absolute stunner. He wanted desperately to savor
this beauty. He had secretly wanted her for a while now
but had never admitted it to himself.
Peter moved closer to the child from behind, but
instead of looking to ravage her immediately, he wanted
to touch and feel her body. Nicole felt his naked body
press against hers and she nervously tensed. Then he
moved his hands so very slowly yet eagerly all over her
body. First onto her waist, and then gently downward
over her hips.
Strange sensations began to course through her. His
fingers gently grabbed the soft flesh of her buttocks,
squeezing softly, savoring the touch. From her buttocks
he rubbed back over her hips to her stomach, still
rubbing gently. His mouth began to nuzzle her neck,
shoulder and ear. The heat from the child's body had
him inflamed.
Nicole was moaning from his manipulations. Both of them
were breathing erratically as his hands moved up and
covered the flesh of her twin mounds of tit-flesh. The
lust that had built up in him was now at a point where
nothing at all mattered but this child. From behind, he
was pressed up tightly against her as his hands and
fingers squeezed and released her breasts. The nipples
were now rock hard and pushing into his palms. His
mouth continued slobbering hotly on her young flesh.
"Mmmmmmmm!" he moaned into her neck as his crotch began
pushing against her. He wanted to get his cock between
her thighs. His hips were rotating and pushing into the
young girl. She felt so exciting to him. She was his!
He was going to fuck her!
Peter whispered in her ear, "Eye for an eye, hon?"
Nicole stiffened. She was brought back to reality with
his words. She thought fleetingly of trying to back out
but she told herself that this wasn't at all possible.
"Yeah," she answered.
Suddenly Peter was giving her instructions. "Put
yourself forward on the side of the bed Nikki. Leave
your beautiful ass out for me. Okay?"
"I-I... I c-can't Mr. Bea... it's... please, not that,"
she heard him shuffling behind her.
He had bent down and picked up his jacket from the
floor. From the inside pocket he withdrew his purchase
from the Drug Emporium. A tube of K-Y Jelly. "Lay
forward hon. It's okay, I got something so it won't
hurt. Now lie down." As he spoke, he was pushing her
gently so that she lowered her arms and belly onto the
side of the bed. When she lowered herself she pulled a
pillow over, to rest her face on, and her knees dangled
almost to floor level.
Once Nicole was in that vulnerable position Peter stood
up straight again, looking down at her; a feeling of
total lust driving his actions. The sight of this
gorgeous black child in such a submissive position was
having a wild effect on him. He was speaking gently as
his eyes looked wildly at the inviting cheeks.
"That's it Nikki, that's it baby. Stay... stay there
hon," he was saying as he pushed the jelly from the
tube onto his fingers.
Suddenly he lowered himself to a kneeling position
alongside of the child. His left hand placed the tube
of K-Y on the floor and then moved back up slowly over
the soft round flesh of Nicole's buttocks, rubbing
tenderly until it reached the crack. Just as gently he
pulled the crack apart and his completely lubricated
fingers of his right hand moved to her tight, untouched
ass hole. He slowly pushed his forefinger into her
hole. Her whole body suddenly tensed and her abdominal
muscles tightened. Her hands gripped at the bedspread.
"Relax... relax Nikki, it'll make it so much easier if
you do," he urged. "I promise it... you need to relax
hon, relax."
Nicole let out her breath, forcing her mind to relax
her body. Peter suddenly found his forefinger moving
all the way up into the child's tight hole. After a
pause, he slowly eased his forefinger out. Then he
gently pushed in his middle finger, as that finger was
also loaded with K-Y. Again, she relaxed.
The finger inside her felt funny but it was not
hurting. Peter ever so gently moved it back and then
pushed it back in. Out and in, out and in. While he was
doing this with his right hand, his left hand left her
crack temporarily and retrieved the K-Y from the floor
and brought the open tube up to the child's ass.
While Peter's finger continued pushing in and out of
the youngster's ass, he squeezed gobs of jelly within
the crack, just above where his finger was penetrated.
Then his fingers slipped out temporarily to get some
more jelly. Soon he was loading up her anal canal with
the K-Y.
Peter then moved his body behind the child. His cock
was throbbing. He was more than ready to fuck her in
the ass. He was frantic with lust. He hurriedly moved
his crotch to her buttocks. His finger was still inside
her well-greased hole. His free hand was again parting
her crack as he pushed the head of his cock right
alongside his penetrating finger.
Nicole's heart was pounding wildly now, knowing that
she was about to be sodomized.
Peter's left hand held her crack apart. He pulled his
finger from her hole and his right hand now opened her
ass crack from the other side while his fingers guided
his rock hard cock between his thumbs. Then he was
against the hot greased tightness. Nicole tensed her
whole body as she felt the head of his prick at the
entrance of her asshole.
"Relax, baby. Relax," he was coaxing as he pushed into
her.
"AAAHH!" she cried out as the head managed to make its
way into her hole.
Peter pulled his hands away from her as he laid his
body on the child's back. Then his hands were reaching
around and under her to cup her breasts, while at the
same time he forced his cock deeper into her rebelling
insides, "NO! Oh no... it h-hurts! Stop... oh please,
please stop!" she pleaded.
Unfortunately for Nicole there was no stopping Peter
now. In the past he had said things like wanting to
'rip a new asshole out' for some girl or other, but now
he was literally doing it, as his cock was stretching
her insides to the point where she was bleeding from
being ripped apart by him. She was burning with searing
pain as he was fucking violently in and out of the
child's ass.
His hands were roughly squeezing on her tits and
nipples as he frantically pumped his body into hers.
"Oh, what an ass baby, oh so good, oh, oh, oh, oh..."
he was oh'ing with every forceful thrust, and with each
push the child winced and yelped in pain.
"AAAAH AAAAH AAAAAH!" Nicole was crying hard. Her hands
were grasping and pulling at the bedspread on either
side of her body. She began garbling into the pillow
and her teeth clenched tightly because of the wild
burning pain. Her asshole felt like it was being ripped
completely apart.
Peter began pounding even harder and faster into her
ass. His cock was ready to burst inside her. Her tight
channel was like a vice and he forced his cock to push
all the way down. She was crying and babbling
incoherently, begging desperately for him to stop. Her
agony only inflamed his passions.
"OH! OH! OH BABY. I-I'm OH FUCK!" he cried out, as his
cum began squirting inside of the child's rectum as he
shoved forcefully with one last final thrust into her
torn asshole.
Totally spent, Peter collapsed on her back. Nicole just
lay there crying beneath him. When his cock finally
shrunk and softened, he pulled it from her battered
hole. "It's okay, Nikki. It's over now, hon. Get up on
the bed all the way, sweetheart. Go ahead, hon," he
instructed as he raised himself to a standing position.
Peter watched as she moved tentatively and gingerly up
onto the bed. He heard her sobs as he walked away to
the bathroom.
He had only intended to piss but when he closed the
door behind him, he suddenly felt dirty for sticking
his cock into a black girl's ass. He went into the
shower to cleanse himself.
When he returned to the room, he walked back to the bed
where Nicole was lying on her side, her back to him.
She was still sobbing but her crying had ceased. She
was lying on top of the bedspread and he was again
treated to the sight of the child's naked black beauty
from behind.
He sat down on the side of the bed. "You okay?" he
asked.
Between sobs she answered, "Y-yeah... I-I'm o-okay."
Peter laid his body on his side and pulled hers back
until she was lying on her back alongside of him. His
eyes widened. This child was a knockdown gorgeous
female. Her 14-year old body was already magnificent
and went along perfectly with the Whitney Houston
beauty face. He put his hand to her cheek to brush away
a tear that seeped from her eye. The pain she had
experienced was still evident by the pained look on her
face.
Peter then moved his eyes down to the youngster's bare
breasts, which already were the size of oranges. Her
aureoles were pyramid-like, ending with protruding
nipples. He moved his hand gently from her cheek to
cover her breast furthest away from him. Nicole tensed
momentarily, seemingly afraid of his touch and what he
might do to her next. Then she relaxed slightly and he
gently squeezed the child's soft flesh. Soon he felt
stirrings in his loins again.
"Why did you hurt me, Mr. Bea?" she asked.
He moved his eyes upward to meet hers, "I'm sorry
Nikki, I didn't... I didn't really think that it would
hurt you so much. I didn't mean to hurt you,
sweetheart."
"Yes you did!" she challenged, "You wanted to... I
know."
Peter was slightly taken aback and then he remembered
back. Suddenly he realized, what she was accusing him
of, was probably true. Thinking back, he recalled that
he had actually been enjoying her crying out in pain.
Her cries had driven him to plow harder into the girl's
ass. Now he was sorry, totally sorry. He looked at the
14-year-old girl and wondered why he had done that in
such a manner. She was so vulnerable and did not
deserve his cruel treatment.
"I-I'm sorry," he said to the child in a barely audible
whisper.
Nicole continued to lie there while his hand continued
squeezing her breast. She hated him for what he did but
there wasn't anything that she could do about it.
"No you're not Mr. Bea... you're not," she said.
The hurt in her young eyes was tearing at his
conscience. She was right about him wanting to hurt her
but she was wrong in thinking that he was not sorry,
because he was. Totally sorry!
Peter kept massaging her breast. He leaned forward and
allowed his lips to kiss the brown flesh of her other
breast, the one nearest to him. This movement caused
his cock to push against her bare hip, as their naked
bodies came closer together. The warmth of Nicole's
flesh was arousing him all over again. His lips gently
kissed around the mound of her flesh.
"I'm sorry, Nikki baby... I am... really!" he murmured
into her soft skin. He felt her hand move to the back
of his neck. Her fingers teased at the nape and his
arousal was becoming stronger.
"You're not Mr. Bea... you hurt me bad... I'm sore,
really sore... you... I know you're not sorry," she
declared.
By now, Peter was pressing his hardened cock into her
hip and then pulling back. He was in a nearly full-
alert stage. His hand was squeezing with more tension
while his face was moving harder into her breast. His
cock was rock solid. Pleasurable sensations were
beginning to build within him as his mouth then moved
over the child's nipple. He eagerly parted his lips,
opened his mouth and pushed it over her brown flesh,
taking her tit deep within his sucking orifice. He was
humming as he licked and sucked, while at the same time
his cock was fucking into the child's hip.
Peter removed his hand from her breast and quickly
moved it down her quivering body, down to the top part
of the child's pussy's mound. Nicole's whole body
tightened and she clamped her legs together. By this
time, his mouth had again pulled off her tit and had
begun licking and kissing at her under-mound and
stomach.
"No Mr. Bea... no... No more. Please stop!" she said
forcefully.
He continued kissing and licking her brown flesh. She
tasted so good. He was trying to push his hand into her
pussy but her thighs remained tightly pressed together.
"No, Mr. Bea, no... You're gonna hurt me again. No."
Peter pulled his mouth off the child's flesh only far
enough to speak, "No Nikki I-I won't. It won't hurt
this time, I promise."
"Please Mr. Bea don't! You said it wouldn't hurt before
but it did. You wanted to hurt me." In spite of her
words, sensations were starting to flash through her.
"I-I'm sorry Nikki... I didn't want to hurt you," he
lied, "I'm sorry baby, I really am," he said into her
belly and his tongue again licked at her vibrant flesh.
"I'm still sore... So sore..." she said verbally, but
her body was betraying her by moving involuntarily
under his lips and tongue.
"I'm sorry," he said as he continued kissing and
touching the child. He sensed that her body was
beginning to respond.
Suddenly she whispered, "Kiss me Mr. Bea... all
over..."
As his lips and tongue, licking at her flesh, were now
causing the youngster to become further aroused, her
hand moved to the back of his head, "Kiss me...show me
you didn't mean to hurt me... Kiss it and make it
better..."
'My God', he thought, 'she wants me to kiss her black
ass! For some unknown reason this thought inflamed his
mind. His tongue licked more eagerly on the child's
belly. Black belly. She tasted so good. The depravity
of kissing the flesh and crack of a black ass now
seemed to Peter like the most exciting thing that he
could do. No one would ever know, and he would never
have such an opportunity again. He now wanted to taste
her completely.
"Turn over baby. Let Mr. Bea kiss it and make it
better."
Nicole was surprised; she had not expected him to
respond in this manner. She hesitated momentarily. She
was still so sore but she wanted him to be humiliated
for causing her this pain. He had no respect for her
because she was black, she told herself. Let the
motherfucker kiss her black ass.
Peter's hand was pulling at her to turn her body while
his mouth continued licking and kissing her stomach.
She turned her body over and he pulled away. He was
really getting into this now. His excitement was
building with the thought of what he was going to do.
"Up on your hands and knees sweetheart. Show me your
hurt. Mr. Bea'll take care of it."
Once she was fully on her stomach Nicole then lifted
herself up so that once more her buttocks were raised
for him to do whatever he wished. Peter quickly moved
behind her, kneeling between her parted knees. He
looked down at her brown ass. The flesh of her buttocks
was again causing his temples to pulsate and his cock
to throb. He was always a straight missionary type guy.
And white girls only!
Now, new secret lustful desires had begun to consume
his thoughts. He had never even eaten pussy before, but
now he was not only going to do something ten times
worse in his eyes, but he was going to do it to a
black. He was going to put his tongue in an ass. With a
child, no less! He should have been repulsed at what he
was about to do but instead he found his heart pounding
from anticipation.
Peter slowly moved his hands over Nicole's butt-flesh
and his thumbs moved purposeful into her crack. The
young girl's body became totally rigid and she gasped
for air; then held her breath. Seeing her reaction, he
was very conscious of how much the child was hurting.
"Easy, girl, easy... I'm not gonna hurt you this
time... I'm going to make it better. I promise."
Peter's thumbs gently separated the crack. Nicole again
clutched at the bed. She was still sore.
She heard him gasp. "Oh god, baby, I'm... I'm so
sorry," he said. Peter's eyes were running over the
girl's hole and surrounding crack. She was beet red
from his earlier assault. He looked with fascination at
the red stickiness, knowing that it was a mixture of
his cum with her blood. He was now so consumed with
depraved lust that he was tempted to stick his cock
into her sore asshole once more. The flesh of her ass
felt red-hot under his palms.
"K-kiss it and make it better," she whispered.
"I-I, er, can't... er, maybe..." The thought of tasting
his own juices was frightening Peter, yet he was not
pulling back. He felt a strange perversion within his
thinking. He was telling himself that no one would
know.
"Please Mr. Bea... You promised," she urged.
Peter moved his face down and tentatively began kissing
and lightly licking at the flesh of the child's
buttocks. Suddenly a moan was coming from within him
and Nicole sensed that he was ready and willing to do
anything.
"Make me better, Mr. Bea. Kiss it, make it better. Lick
my nigger ass!" she demanded forcefully, wanting to
humiliate him.
Peter was now beyond any rational thinking. He moved
his mouth over the fleshy brown mounds of butt and
inward to the crack of her ass. His thumbs parted the
crack and finally his tongue pushed inside at her hole.
His brain was now a sexual mishmash.
Peter's tongue tasted her aroma and it caused his cock
to jump involuntarily. He was incoherently moaning into
the child's asshole.
"Lick my nigger asshole. Love my black ass. Show me how
much you love this nigger," she was murmuring as he
continued.
Peter moved his tongue out of the hole. Then, wanting
to taste her ass completely he moved his tongue down
lower to lick and taste all of the juices that had
seeped out of her. At the same time, he pushed his nose
right into her sore asshole, breathing in the wonderful
aromas associated with her recently fucked channel.
Nicole also began moaning at the thought and feel at
what this man was doing to her. His mind and body were
in a state of total abandonment.
Then his tongue was back at her hole, tasting her
delicious ass, mixed with his cum and her blood, and
the bitter flavors within. He had never been so
aroused. Nicole was pushing her ass back trying to get
his tongue to go deeper into her asshole. She too was
now wildly excited by what was happening.
Peter's hands began roaming over the child's ass,
squeezing and rubbing, over to her hips, down the side
of her legs to her knees, around to the inside and then
slowly upward on her inner thighs and onto, but not
into, her pussy. All the while, his tongue and nose
were savoring the wild wonderful taste and smell of the
child's asshole. Then his hands slipped back up to her
buttocks and began the process all over again.
Nicole's moaning became continuous as her body betrayed
her, and lust overtook her, too.
"Oh god. Mmmmmm, oh mmmmm, oh god!" she was saying as
her hands twisted at the bedspread.
Suddenly Peter pulled back and away from her ass,
"Turn, Nik, hurry. Hurry, baby," he was saying, while
at the same time his hands were urging her body into a
new position.
Peter stayed in place as Nicole quickly and eagerly
maneuvered her body so that she turned and was lying on
her back with him kneeling between her parted legs. He
looked down into her face and was amazed to see that
the earlier look of hurt had disappeared and was
transformed into a look of wanton lust. The child was
gone and in her place was a hot and wild woman. A woman
in desperate need for fulfillment. Her lips were
quivering.
As Peter looked down at her, he knew that at that
moment he was totally in love with this child, who
desired him as much as he desired her. Until now, he
had never truly loved, but looking at this brown naked
beauty awaiting him, Peter realized that he not only
had to have her at this moment, but he was feeling an
all consuming desire to totally possess the child.
His cock was at the labia, pushing gently. Nicole
pulled her legs up and expertly wrapped them eagerly
around his and clutched tightly. As he entered into
her, his hands moved to the young girl's breasts and
cupped them lovingly.
"Nnnnnngggggg!" he moaned through clenched teeth as
Nicole moved her hips up to meet his, while her frantic
hands went around his back and grabbed at him. Her
pussy was acting like a suction. As his cock pushed
inward, the child's pussy muscles were squeezing on his
shaft and drawing him deeper into her womb.
"OHHHHHHHHHH!" she groaned as his full shaft was buried
all the way inside her. Then she felt him slowly
pulling back and the sensations running through her
were mind altering. As he pushed down again her body
automatically thrust upward, eagerly wanting to feel
his full length inside her again. When he reached
bottom again he forced his body to stay buried deep
within the girl.
Nicole's legs and thighs suddenly began to tremble of
their own volition. She desperately needed to be
fulfilled. She reached up and hungrily pulled his face
down to hers. Peter felt himself being drawn to her.
His eyes were captivated by the child's beauty. Her
lips were quivering. He was lost. He sunk his mouth and
tongue into hers and they both began moaning into each
other's mouths.
And then they were fucking in earnest. Both of them
were moving their hips into each other in a desperate
need to find release. Peter ripped his mouth from hers,
"Ohhh, baby, baby, your cunt is... oh oh mmmm, you're
sucking me into you... you're... SO goooood...
mmmmmm..."
Nicole reached up and, with all of her strength, she
pulled him back down, opening her mouth in a desperate
bid to suck in his mouth and tongue. At the same time,
she was bouncing up and down beneath him. Peter was
fucking with a fury that he did not know he possessed.
"Fuck, oooo yeah fuck me, OH FUCK!" She was writhing
and thrashing about. The spasms within her were
building to a total climax.
Peter felt his cock sliding so smoothly and rapidly
within her snapping slot. He was at the point of
exploding, as he pounded in and out of the inflamed
child. "Oh baby, I-I'm gonna... OHH here it COMES!" he
cried.
As he pumped wildly, her thighs, legs, arms, and hands
were clutching onto him, while at the same time her
body was meeting thrust with desperate thrust.
"Nnnngggg!" Peter's hot cum began shooting into the
young girl. His fingers were clutching hard on her
breasts, hurting her, while her fingers and nails were
digging through the flesh on his back. Her body's
spasms had reached its final climax at the same time
that he was squirting his cum into her.
Slowly they relaxed. Peter rested his sweaty panting
body on hers and their labored breathing began to
normalize. Finally, he rolled off the girl. As soon as
he was off her, Nicole got up off the bed to go to the
bathroom. She was now pleased with the way the night
progressed. She was not too sore anymore and Janice's
father turned out to be an exceptional lover. What
other guy would do that thing to her ass, she asked
herself? Nobody, she thought. Moreover, he could fuck
as good as her boyfriend Dave.
By the time that she returned, Peter was lying naked on
his back, sound asleep. She stood for a while looking
down at him. Although he was not very muscular, he
could be considered cute for his age. Nicole was
fascinated that his cock had become so small. When it
was hard it was as big as Dave's, but now that it was
soft there was not any comparison. Her boyfriend's got
soft also but his hardly shrank at all. Mr. Bea's
almost disappeared.
Nicole was pleased with him. She knew that he had
purposely hurt her but she also sensed that he was
completely remorseful. Otherwise, she reasoned, he
would not have put his tongue up her ass. In addition,
even though she still had been hurting when he did
that, Nicole still had found it to be tremendously
exciting that he would do it. Not only that, she
believed that he actually enjoyed it.
She did not know why but his putting his tongue into
her ass was for her a most exciting experience. Just
thinking of what he did stirred up her insides. He had
actually tasted his own juices from her asshole.
Standing there watching him, she was aware that she was
again filled with his juices. It would be terribly
exciting if she could make him taste himself from her
again. Especially if she could watch. In addition, she
owed him something, she thought to herself with some
amusement. Surely, he would not get mad if she woke him
so that she could complete her end of the bargain.
She climbed up on the bed. He did not stir. Then she
moved her body, lying on her side, alongside of him, so
that she was facing in the opposite direction than he
was. Her face was down by his hips, facing his tiny
prick. Her knees were bent and her crotch was by his
shoulders.
Nicole reached over her hand and lightly took the soft
expended pecker between her thumb, forefinger, and
middle finger. She squeezed gently and, receiving no
immediate reaction, she squeezed the soft flesh again.
Nothing. She allowed her hand to move from Peter's cock
and went down and cupped his balls. Still no reaction.
Then, with her hand still cupping his balls, Nicole
opened her mouth and moved it on the flesh of his hip.
Her tongue moved on his skin within her enclosed mouth.
She thought that she felt 'something' in his balls. She
began kissing at his flesh, her mouth staying upon his
hips and upper leg. Her little hand had begun a light
squeezing routine on his testicles. She began to feel
him tighten under her palm. Peter whispered his wife's
name as his prick hardened. Suddenly his eyes popped
open. His brain was immediately aware what was
happening and with whom. His cock became completely
rigid.
"Nikki?" he whispered as he turned his head. There,
less than a foot away from him was the child's
beautiful pussy. He allowed his eyes to absorb the
black bush that was already in place on her young body.
She blew air on his skin, then licked and kissed. She
did it again...and again! "Mmmm?" she answered.
"What... mmmm... what're you doing hon?" he asked.
She pulled her mouth from him, "I promised you," she
said as her mouth went right back to working over the
flesh with her kisses and tongue.
Quickly he reached a hand down and grabbed her head,
then gently pulled her away from him.
"No baby... that's all right... You don't have to," he
said.
Nicole raised herself onto an elbow and looked down the
bed at him. Her tiny fingers were now squeezing ever so
gently on the flesh of his shaft, which was once again
at full size.
"It's okay, Mr. Bea... I... I wants to do it... I
like... I love... I wants to please you," she said
hesitantly.
Peter now turned onto his side facing her. Her cunt was
right before his eyes and his cock was only inches from
the child's face. Her hand remained squeezing easily on
him and he felt the pressures beginning to build. The
aroma from her pussy was permeating through his
nostrils.
"Honey you, er, don-don't have to..." he said.
Squeeze. Squeeze.
"I wants to Mr. Bea. It's okay. You... licked me... you
made me feel so good. I-I want my mowf to please you,
like yours pleased me. Your mowf was sOO gooood!"
With that statement, she moved her face forward.
Holding his shaft in her hand, she opened her mouth
slightly and put the head of his cock on her lips. A
drop of pre-cum came out of his pee-hole and she licked
her tongue tantalizingly over it.
"Nnnnnnggggg!" he grunted.
Nicole then expertly moved her face forward, allowing
the meat to slide into her waiting mouth. Again, he
groaned. She pulled her lips upward and off him.
"I wanna please you like you did me, Mr. Bea. Your mowf
was so good," she whispered while she moved her hips
forward slightly and her mouth again encircled his
throbbing prick. She felt his cock jerk upward inside
of her mouth.
Once more, the youngster pushed a little bit toward
him. Her young pussy was only two inches from his mouth
and the smell was overwhelming his senses. Peter had
never eaten pussy before. Up until today, he had found
the smell repugnant. Now it was just the opposite. This
sweet luscious odor was awesome to him and he wondered,
'Did black pussy smell different? Was it because she
was so young? Was it because she was just fucked?' He
didn't know the answer nor did he care. He just had to
bury his face inside her.
He reached out, putting one of his hands under her one
hip and his other hand atop her other. He pulled the
child's body over his, as he moved backward onto his
back. Nicole did not allow his prick to come out of her
mouth during this maneuver and she moved her hands down
on his hips. Her thighs straddled his face. Peter felt
the child's hot flesh pressing his cheeks as he gazed
at her young pussy. He saw juices and knew that he had
filled her up. He did not care that most of the juice
belonged to him. He wanted to taste her. Her black
cunt!
He pushed his face into her bush. Immediately his mouth
opened upon the child's clitoris and began to eagerly
suck at the tiny flesh. Nicole pushed her body down
forcefully onto his mouth as a strong burst of pleasure
shot through her. Peter felt the total juices on his
chin and nose. The awesome pussy aroma was his only
guide. It was all that he was living for now. He had to
taste every droplet of liquid from her that he possibly
could. His tongue flicked out. She groaned loudly on
his cock and again she pushed her hips hard into his
face.
Nicole's little lips were moving tightly upon his shaft
as her mouth sucked on his cock; her tongue licking
about, wherever possible. He thrust his hips upward as
he felt the excitement building rapidly inside of him.
Peter had never experienced such a wild passionate girl
before. Before today he had only heard of 69, but he
now felt that no two people had ever enjoyed it as much
as this. His nose had moved into her hole and when he
drew in a deep breath Nicole's whole body shuddered and
she began fucking down on his eager mouth. His tongue
was busy lapping up his own cock's cum, mixed with her
pussy flavor. His head was spinning at the pleasures
that were overtaking his body.
Both of them were writhing about and clutching wildly
at each other as their final climaxes were upon them.
He felt his cock getting ready to explode into her
bobbing mouth and he pushed his mouth tightly on her
bouncing cunt. Then he was shooting his load into the
child's waiting mouth and she kept swallowing the
juices as his cock continued spurting. Her whole body
was convulsing as volcanic eruptions began inside her.
Peter's tongue was lapping furiously at her delicious
hole.
Her mouth was filled with his cum and cock and he was
fighting desperately to stay upon her wildly bucking
pussy. They could not talk, yet continuous animal-like
sounds were emanating from their throats as the final
bursts of pleasure came.
Finally, they were sated.
CHAPTER TWO
As they drove away in the morning, he confirmed that he
would keep his end of the bargain. He had never met or
had anything as exciting as Nicole and he did not want
to let it end.
"When will I see you again like last night?" he asked.
She weighed the question. Convinced that he would not
renege on their deal she responded, "Never. Never again
sir," she whispered.
"You... Nikki, we've got to hon!" he said, his voice
almost in a panic, "I-I... we... I never had anyone as
good as you. We're good together, We've got to see each
other again."
"No," she said deliberately. "No more, Mr. Bea."
"But didn't you... wasn't... didn't you have a good
time?"
She thought back a moment and then answered, "Yeah, I
guess so, but no more. We can't do it no more."
His stomach had dropped. He drove along with his mind
racing. This kid was great. He had to have her again.
As they approached the town, he was in a near panic. He
was afraid that he would never get a chance to have her
again.
"Please," he whispered pleadingly to the girl. "Please
Nik... you've got to..."
To which she replied, almost surly, "Why?"
Peter didn't really have an answer. Yet he had to
pursue this, "I-I don't... Isn't... Can't I do
something for you?"
Nicole was enjoying a sense of power over this honky.
She didn't answer for at least a minute. The wait was
antagonizing for him. Finally, she spoke in a near
whisper, "How bad do you want me?" she asked.
"Nikki, at this point I think that I might even kill
for you if you asked me," he confided.
A smile crossed her lips. After a long moment she said
softly, "We'll see if you mean that."
Peter fell silent, not knowing what she meant but
somehow sensing that she was truly considering what he
had said. There was something about this kid that had
just turned his whole life upside down. Indeed, if she
told him that she wanted marriage he probably would
have begun planning immediately on leaving Martha. He
was somehow completely smitten by this child. She
didn't say anything for about a half mile and then she
finally said, "You can have me if..."
"If what?" he asked immediately.
She smiled to herself. She knew that he really had the
'hots' for her. "Maybe I should have said you can have
me after..." she teased.
His exasperation showed. "After what? Nikki, for
cristsakes," he demanded.
Nicole took a deep breath and then watched his reaction
as she said, "After you have Janice!"
He tensed and she saw him grip the steering wheel
tightly. She could also see the confusion on his face,
"What?! What the... what does that mean?" he asked.
"Jes what it says man," she said determinedly.
The car was approaching the drop off point, "I really
want you Nikki... big time. But that's not an option.
I'm gonna have to pass. I-I don't know what you're
thinking... where you got such an idea... If...
Couldn't you come up with something else?"
She shook her head and then responded, "It's no big
deal, y'know. That's how I got the idea. It was Janice
herself. When I ast my dad why he did what he did, he
tole me a lot about them two. One of the things he tole
me was that Janice's greatest... what's that word,
fantasy? Well she tole dad that she always wanted you
to rape her. She done tole him that she would never
have ever taken up with him if you had done that to
her."
Peter was in shock. He knew that what this child was
telling him was what her father had told her, but he
did not believe a word of the story. Janice had never
given any indication that she had any inclination or
had even known about sex until these last six months.
Moreover, her obsession was obviously with Nicole's
father. A few times Peter had happened upon his
daughter when she was not fully dressed, and her total
embarrassment was more than obvious. No, Peter thought,
there was not any truth to the story.
He pulled the car up to the curb. They were in an
unpopulated part of the town. No one was around.
"There's some things that I draw the line on, hon. I...
don't... can't really believe all that. Even if Jan
said that, I'm sure that there was no truth to the
story. And, to be honest with you, even if the story
was true I could never do something with my own
daughter."
"Well, I guess," Nicole conceded, "but it would...
could have been nice if you and I could have kep up,
y'know? It would, could've made three of us happy. She
really does want you, you wants me and I'ze... I wants
you," she whispered.
"But why, if you feel that way, why can't we just see
each other again?" he asked.
She looked hard into his eyes, "Because that's the only
way I know you're not jes jivin' me. You do that... I
know you want me."
She opened the door, getting ready to leave. Peter was
feeling a sense of complete desperation. He sensed that
there was nothing else that he could say.
"How would you know that I wasn't just lying to you if
I tell you that I went to bed with Janice?" he asked.
Nicole was out of the car. She slammed the door and
stuck her head back through the window. She smiled at
him and whispered confidently, "I'd know!" then added,
"Believe me, I'd know."
She turned and walked quickly down the street.
***
The following day Peter got nothing done in work. He
kept remembering the wonderful sex from the day before
and Nicole's disturbing challenge. At first, he
dismissed the thought of having sex with Janice out of
hand. The idea of having sex with his own daughter was
against everything that he believed... but so was
having sex with a minor. So was having sex with a
black. So was eating pussy. For cristsakes, he even ate
out the child's asshole. Needless to say, he had broken
many taboos in just one day.
Peter had to admit that he did wonder how Janice
enjoyed having sex when the story had come out about
her and John. He had even pictured a big black cock
inside of her, which was when he became totally enraged
at Nicole's father.
Would sex with Janice be that awful? After all, she was
growing up and starting to fill out. Goodness knows,
she had a beautiful face. In addition, the child was
experienced, and from her own account, she did enjoy
herself with Nicole's father. When she first confessed
to him, Janice told him that she had actually liked
having sex.
All it would take would be one time in bed with his
daughter and then Nicole would be his for the asking.
Moreover, Janice really deserved some punishment. She
more or less hinted that she would continue to have sex
with John if Nicole's dad was not in jail. Indeed,
Peter had forced her into being quiet as he pressed
charges against the black man. If the truth were known,
Janice had been pleading with her father on a daily
basis to allow her to tell the truth to the police.
Now, thanks to Nicole, Peter was going to let her.
However, Janice did not know that, not yet anyway.
Suppose he made a deal with her? As devious and
despicable as the thought was to him, if he went
through with it, it could possibly solve all of his
problems. Only one drawback would be that he would have
to fuck his daughter. Sitting in his office, he closed
his eyes a couple of times during the day, picturing
his little girl naked. By 3:30 in the afternoon, he
found himself getting hard thinking about her.
By the time that he got home, Peter had made his
decision.
***
It was after 8 PM when the conversation again came
around to the same subject. Peter's wife Martha was
mostly quiet. She was allowing him to make any final
decisions that related to this situation.
"It's not fair. He didn't rape me. You guys know that!"
his daughter protested.
The nightly talks usually got to this point and Janice
would usually burst out in tears and run up to her room
crying. This night was no exception. The only
difference was that this time Peter went upstairs after
her. He knocked on her bedroom door and walked in.
Janice was lying on her stomach crying. Her body was
hanging over the side of the bed. Peter could not help
but look at her legs. She turned and sat up.
Her father explained once more how wrong it was for her
and John to have carried on. This night he changed his
normal preaching to head the conversation to a
different direction.
"Jan you have to understand. It's not right, baby, for
a young girl like you to have a black cock shoved into
her cunt!" His words had the effect that he had hoped.
Her eyes widened in shock. She had never before heard
her father speak like that. "I mean... Well... I know
you say you love him, even though he's 20 years older
than you, but... well you tell me... just between us, I
won't tell your mom...did you actually like his cock in
you?"
Janice had stopped crying by now, and she was sitting
there speechless. How should she answer? At one time,
she had told her father that she had enjoyed sex with
John, but this was different. Her father was being
downright mean. Was he going to drop another shoe?
She sensed that she better converse with him easily,
"I... yeah dad I... I did!" she whispered.
"You... LIKE COCK?" he asked incredulously. Janice
nodded. He waited and then said, "You didn't answer me.
Tell me."
"Y-yeah," she whispered.
"Yeah what?" he asked.
"I do like it," she said, her voice barely audible.
"You like what?"
"What you said," she responded softly.
"Cock?" he asked.
She lowered her eyes and nodded.
"Tell me in English!" he demanded.
Janice looked up at him. She could not believe her
father was making her say this. "I liked his... his
cock, dad," she said.
"I like cock!" he corrected her.
Janice looked puzzled. She realized that that was what
her father wanted her to say but she did not know why.
She saw that he was waiting and she felt a tinge of
fright.
"I like cock, dad," she responded.
"And if I were to let you go to the police and tell the
truth then he gets your cunt again, hah?"
Janice stiffened. For the first time since John was
arrested she felt that there was a small window of
hope. This was the first sign that her father would
allow her to tell the police what really happened. She
did not even think about the vulgar terms that her
father was now using with every sentence.
"No! No, I-I promise. Just let me tell the truth,
please dad."
"And you won't give in to him again?"
She quickly spoke, "No, I won't daddy, I swear I
won't," she would have promised him anything if she
thought that her father would soften his position.
"But where will you get the cock you love so much?" he
asked. By this point in the conversation, his own cock
had hardened in his pants; just from talking to his
daughter like this.
"I-I won't... Oh daddy, please. Let me tell!" she
pleaded.
"But you're gonna need some cock baby, aren't you? You
told me you love it. So you're gonna need it, right?"
Janice was shaking her head from side to side to
indicate that he was wrong. Why was he torturing her,
she wondered.
"And if I let you tell the truth, what do I get?" he
asked.
"I promise I won't go with him if he gets out, dad. I
promise!"
"But you'd owe me big time, Jan," he told her.
"Yes... I will. Please dad, let me tell?"
Peter deliberately waited for a minute while she sat
watching him with apprehension.
"I'll see, baby. I'll see. I'll think about it for the
next couple of days and I'll let you know."
Janice was excited. There was hope.
"But I gotta know where are you gonna get the cock you
love?" he asked.
"I won't dad. I swear. I swear that I'll be good," she
told him.
"But you love cock honey, right?" he asked. Janice was
completely confused. She was afraid that he would
change his mind.
Again, she began adamantly shaking her head from side
to side, "No, no dad. I don't... really, I don't!"
Once more he waited a minute before responding, "Jan,
you better make up your mind. I was going to think
about letting you tell, but that was when you were
being honest with me and told me that you liked cock.
Are you now saying you don't?"
"Y-yes NO! No dad I... do, I do. I like cock. I do. I
swear. Honest."
"And you want cock, don't you sweetheart?" he
encouraged her.
"Yes, yes I do. I want it... cock. I want cock," she
said.
Peter's cock was throbbing in his pants. "Whose cock,
baby? Whose cock do you want? Don't tell me John's
because that will make me mad. But we both know that
you like cock and you have to have it, right? So if
you're gonna have to have cock it has to be a cock that
won't make me mad if you have it."
Janice's mind was racing between euphoria and
depression. Peter was playing with her as a yo-yo,
bringing her up and down. She was answering to please
him. She did not have any idea how to answer her father
now in a way that would not make him mad.
"Jan, I need you to tell me again that you want cock,"
he spoke gently.
She was almost in tears. Why wouldn't he stop?
"I told you... I... I want cock."
As she said this, something caught her eye. She
suddenly looked down and saw that a tent had formed at
the crotch of her father's pants. She was surprised,
yet she realized that it was this talk that probably
had gotten him that way.
"Tell me again, baby," he whispered.
Janice was about to automatically verbalize the same
words when she suddenly understood where this was
possibly heading. She raised her eyes to her father's
face and saw that he was looking directly at her. Their
eyes met and held. Janice caught her breath and Peter
smiled. He was waiting. Looking directly into his eyes
she whispered, almost hotly, "I want cock daddy."
Peter's cock twitched again in his pants. She saw it
again; the same movement that had caught her eyes
before. Her eyes fell purposely to his crotch.
"Whose cock, baby? Whose cock do you want?"
She now realized that his voice was strained. The young
girl slowly raised her eyes again to his. Her heart was
racing wildly. She had not planned for this
conversation but now that they had gotten to this
stage, she was sure that her father was now expecting
an answer. Moreover, she thought that she knew the
answer that he wanted to hear. If she guessed wrong
then John would never get out of jail.
She took a deep breath and then responded in a whisper,
"Yours dad", she said and when she saw the relief on
his face, she knew that was the right answer. She
continued, "I want your cock daddy!"
Janice watched her father's face transform from
determination to lust. She was shocked, but for some
unknown reason she was not repulsed by the thought of
having sex with her father. She remembered the lie that
she had told to John about wanting to be raped by her
father. Now it looked like the lie was going to become
a reality.
"Do you baby, are you sure?" he asked eagerly.
"Uh huh... yeah, I am!" she replied nervously.
"You really sure baby?"
Afraid to speak she nodded rapidly.
Peter could not believe how hot he had gotten from this
conversation. If he thought he could pull it off
without Martha becoming aware, he would have fucked his
daughter right there on the spot.
"Do you want me to come back later?" he asked.
Janice hesitated, not completely sure what this was all
about.
"And maybe you can help me make up my mind?" he asked
boldly.
Once more, she nodded. Peter smiled down at her and
turned. Once outside of her room, he rushed to the
bathroom where he hurriedly dropped his pants and took
his throbbing cock into his hand and masturbated to
completion.
When he returned downstairs Janice was already there.
"You're going to let her tell the police what really
happened?" his wife asked.
His daughter was on the couch watching TV. She turned
and looked at him. She was more animated now than she
had been since the original incident. She was obviously
excited.
"I-I'm thinking of it... yeah I think... I'm pretty
sure that Monday we'll have her do it," he replied.
His wife seemed pleased by the news. She had quietly
been hoping that this would happen. She did not think
that it was right to let Nikki's dad go to jail, ever
though he should not have taken advantage of her
daughter. However, no matter how young and foolish
Janice was, she still should have known better than to
have sex with a man almost twice her age.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was after midnight when Peter finally felt
comfortable, thinking that his wife was in a dead
sleep. He had been lying in bed with her, fighting with
himself for the past hour. He had actually made the
decision not to follow through with his daughter. It
was totally insane and against everything that he stood
for, he told himself. He had been a real family man and
now he would be tossing her life away if he did
anything.
Yet, even as he lay making the decision his mind could
not help but wander to the words as Janice spoke them,
"I want cock!" Remembering her words now, his cock
became hard again.
Finally unable to stand it any longer, Peter reversed
the decision that he had made only shortly before. He
slid off the bed. Wearing only his shorts, he walked
out of the room and into the hall, making sure to close
the door quietly but firmly behind him.
Barefooted, he moved over to his daughter's room. He
reached out and grasped the doorknob. Janice heard the
sound of the door-handle turning and her heart started
racing. She had hoped that her father had not been
serious. Yet, somehow, deep down, she knew that he was.
She too had been awake during the past hour thinking of
what was going to happen. She could not imagine having
sex with her father, yet if that was what it was going
to take to get John home, then she would do it. After
all, she told herself, he was only a man.
The room was in almost total darkness. Janice had the
lights turned off completely. The only illumination was
from the moon shining through her window. If she didn't
see her father, she thought, maybe she could imagine
that it was someone else. She watched her father's
shadow against the backdrop of the hall light and then
watched the door closing behind him, plunging the room
back to near-total darkness. As she heard him approach,
she heard him whisper, "Jan?"
Janice's heart was pounding in her chest now. Her mouth
was very dry and she was partially gasping for air. She
could not believe that they were going to do this. She
knew things like this happened in some families, but
this was her father. They weren't white trash or
anything. That's who did these kinds of things.
"Y-yeah," Janice's voice was barely audible as fear
gripped her. She could hear him edging into the room.
It was bad enough that she was going to do this, she
told herself, but it would be monstrous if she let him
undress her. Better to let him just put it in her and
have his fun. Hopefully, she could shut the whole thing
out of her mind. Summoning up all of her courage, she
took a deep breath and quickly rid herself of her PJ's,
so that by the time he was at the side of the bed she
was naked.
Peter reached down and realized that his daughter was
covered. He grabbed the edge of the blanket and lifted
it. As he moved onto the bed, he pushed the blanket
over and off the child's naked body. Janice was
trembling. Then her father was lying on his side facing
her and she was lying on her back, completely naked.
His hand slowly reached over and gently felt his
daughter's body and it quickly moved onto the tiny
breast. Janice was frozen in fright. Peter could feel
her body shaking.
"What's my baby like?" he whispered into her ear. His
fingers and palms were roaming over her little mound of
flesh and her wonderful nipple.
"C-cock... cock, daddy."
He could barely hear her, "And what's my baby want?"
His hand was squeezing the tit gently.
"Cock... I-I want cock..."
"Whose cock, Jan? Tell me what you want hon." His
tongue was flicking into his daughter's ear and she
felt a thrill pass through her body and her excitement
began building slowly. His cock was twitching against
her bare hip as his mouth tasted the youthful flesh on
her neck, cheek and ear.
"I... er... Y-your cock, daddy. I-I want your cock,"
she whispered.
Peter moved his hand off his daughter's tit and rubbed
over her naked belly. He was fascinated at how hot her
skin was under his palm.
She felt his fingers slowly moving into her pussy's
mound area while at the same time she felt her father's
mouth descend onto her chest. Janice felt his hot wet
mouth envelop her breast and the sensations shocked
her. She felt her excitement begin to increase tenfold
and she parted her legs to allow his hand to move in to
probe her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured.
As father and daughter allowed the pleasures to take
effect, they became bolder. Janice put her hands on the
back of her father's head to hold him while his mouth
worked hungrily on her nipple and tit. He began sucking
and licking more eagerly as her groaning and purring
encouraged him. At the same time his fingers moved in
the folds of her labia and began working down and
around her clitoris, rubbing and gently squeezing,
"Nnnnnnggggg!" she groaned as her pleasures increased.
Peter's cock was throbbing as his daughter's body began
rolling from side to side. His hand and mouth were as
exciting to her as John's was. Peter then pushed three
fingers gently into her moistened twat. Janice bucked
her hips upward.
"Ohhhhh mmmmmm daddy oh yeah... nice... Ooooo so
nice..." she murmured as his fingers began pushing in
and out of his child's hole. At the same time, he
tenderly took her hardened tit nipple between his teeth
and lightly bit down on it. Janice's fingers tightened
on the back of his head. She no longer had any
reservations about this. She wanted her father as badly
as he wanted her now.
"Mmmmmmmmm," Sounds kept coming from deep within his
throat as his tongue, lips and mouth worked in unison
in exciting the child's vibrant body.
Peter was literally fucking his daughter with his
fingers while her body writhed about under the
pleasurable assault. She was bucking up and tossing
from side to side, "Daddy... ooooo mmmmm... I... oh
dad, I love you..."
Peter, too, was wild with passion for his teenage
daughter. He was just as excited as Janice. Just as
hot. Just as desperate for satisfaction. He moved his
mouth from her breast and moved up to her face. At the
same time, he took his fingers from her soaking pussy
and pushed his shorts off his body.
He looked down into her sex-crazed face. In the
darkness, he was able to make out her quivering lips
and open mouth, which caused his cock to tighten even
harder that it had been. He moved his naked body on top
of his daughter and his legs settled between hers. His
cock moved hurriedly to the lips of her pussy.
He looked deep into the hot passionate face and she
hissed, "Hurry daddy please... I want it... I want
cock!"
"Nnnnnnggggg!" he groaned and plunged his mouth down on
hers while at the same time he pushed his cock into his
daughter's waiting pussy. She raised her legs and he
felt the young hot flesh wrap around him and tighten.
Peter eagerly penetrated into his daughter; her mouth
and her pussy. His tongue darted about inside her mouth
while his massive hard-on moved into her waiting hole.
Janice's arms wrapped around his body as she bucked up
and down wildly beneath him, feeling the pleasure
churning inside her. Father and daughter were fucking
in earnest. Peter felt the pressure building in his
balls and realized that he would be cumming soon.
He kept pumping into his child. Her hot super-hyper
active body was driving him crazy. Their mouths
continued sucking, biting, and tonguing at each other,
and his hands had reached between their bodies to
squeeze the soft tit flesh.
Peter felt the pressure increase in his loins. Suddenly
he wanted to cum in her. He wanted to cum in his own
daughter! Just that thought further inflamed his
already out of control passions and he eagerly started
pumping into her with wild abandon. In and out, in and
out, faster and faster, harder and harder. His cum was
surging up his prick.
If he came in her, he might impregnate her. YES!
Suddenly that was what he wanted. He wanted all of his
hot sticky cum in his daughter's cunt.
AND SO DID SHE!
As Peter furiously pumped in and out of the youngster
and she reacted with a final animal lust; bucking,
clutching, moaning, biting, and fucking back up to him
with an utter lack of sensibility.
"I'm gonna cum baby!" he uttered into her mouth and
those words only seemed to encourage her further.
Her spasms increased and she held tightly. She heard
him grunting as he began shooting his incestuous load
deep into the depths of her pussy. As his first spurt
shot deep into her, his whole body went totally rigid,
embedding his cock deep into the child's body. Janice's
fingers were clutching tightly on his back as blast
after blast shot into her pulsating pussy. Each spurt
increased the child's chances of getting pregnant from
her father's loins.
CHAPTER FIVE
Suddenly the sounds of the doorbell rang out. In a
panic, Peter pulled out of his daughter and hastily
found his shorts, putting them on. He rushed out of the
room and, after looking around nervously, he went to
the door. He had been afraid that the bell would have
woken Martha but apparently, she did not hear it behind
her closed door.
When Peter opened the front door there were two police
officers that greeted him, "Are you Peter Beadrum?" one
asked.
Confused, he answered, "Yes. Yes I am."
"We need you to come with us to headquarters sir.
There's a young girl in the hospital... a Nicole
Lawson." When Peter nodded his acknowledgment the cop
continued, "Apparently she's said some things that the
detectives would like to ask you about."
"What's she doing in... the hospital? I, er, I don't
understand."
"I'm not too familiar with what happened sir," said the
same cop, "I heard that the kid almost bled to death.
She had internal injuries or something."
"What happened?" Peter wanted to know.
"That's all I really know, sir. I'm sorry," he
shrugged.
Peter was in a semi-sate of shock and relief. This all
happened so fast and he had been so surprised by the
bell ringing while he was still in his daughter that he
didn't realize the implications.
"I'll get dressed and be right with you," he said.
By then Janice was standing nearby in her robe as Peter
went into his room to change. Martha was still asleep.
He decided not to wake her. He rushed back to the cops
and muttered something to his daughter that he would be
back in a couple of hours and then walked out to the
police car with the cops. It was only when they were on
their way to headquarters that Peter heard 'rectal
bleeding and injuries'. Suddenly a fear overtook him.
***
In the morning, Peter was brought to a Municipal judge
who held him over without bail and sent him to the
County Jail to await his lawyer.
Apparently, Nicole had almost died and was still being
monitored closely at the hospital. She told the cops
that she received the injuries from Peter and she
further told the authorities that he forced himself on
her; forcefully sodomizing her.
By the time that all of the paperwork and the transfer
to the County Jail had taken place, it was after 6 PM.
He was placed in a two-bedded cell area. It was empty.
All of the prisoners were eating dinner.
At about 7 PM, the prisoners filed back. The cell door
opened and Peter's mouth dropped open. 6'4" 240 pound
John Lawson was led in and the cell door slammed shut
behind him, leaving just the two of them, standing face
to face. The two men stared at each other. Well, the
truth is John did not stare; in fact, he glared. His
eyes were wild with rage as he looked at the frightened
5'7" 160 pound Peter Beadrum.
"An eye for an eye!" The huge black man whispered and a
sardonic smile crossed his face as he moved to his cot
and lay down.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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