Title:  An Eye for an Eye

Author: The Purvv

Email: purvv@operamail.com

Story Codes: fath dau inc Mf(14) Mult teen nc reluc humil interr WC BC BF WM BM WF

 

 

 

 

 

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Part 1

 

J ohn 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.

John's daughter Nicole was frantic. She knew that the sex between her father and her best friend had been consensual, but there was not the slightest chance that Janice 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. And the truth was exactly 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. But...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.

The young girl watched the man’s eyes which were now looking intently at her knees and suddenly 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. Her eyes dropped to the floor.

Peter's cock suddenly pushed up inside of his pants. His eyes moved up her body and 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 back 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 Alicia Keyes.

“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, “Wh-whatever you...er...what...whatever!”

“Close that door, Nikki,” he quietly asked of her.

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...Now 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. In fact, 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 he suspected that 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.

 

 

Part 2

 

I t 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, the youngster didn’t show her fears. She had fought with herself for hours. She had kept telling herself that she had to go through with this 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...Are you still sure, hon?”

The youngster swallowed, and then nodded gamely.

“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 Janice's father’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 some time 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 the man’s 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 young 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 him.

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 ca-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. Lay 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, “NOO...oh no...It h-hu-hurts OHH! Stoppppp...ooo 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...oooo...goooood 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 the youngster’s 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.

“OHH OH BAAAABEEE. I-I'm OHHHHH!!!!” he cried out, as his juices 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 the girl’s 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.

 

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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, “Yea-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 Alicia Keyes’ 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 you hurt me, Mr. Bea?” she asked sadly.

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 do!” she challenged. “You want 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 not Mr. Bea...you 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 not Mr. Bea...you hurt me bad...I'm sore man...you...I know you 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. 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 goan 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...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 whispered 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 squirming involuntarily under the ministrations of 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...”

His lips and tongue were now causing the youngster to become further aroused. As he licked at her quivering flesh, 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 honky 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 about 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 this youngster’s 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.

Peter’s 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 mmmmm 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 gooooodmmmmmm...”

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, fuckkkkkkkkk!” 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'm...I'm gonna...OHH here it COMMMMMES!!!!!” 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.

“Nnnnnnnggggggg!!!!” Peter's juices began shooting into the 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 fucked as good as her boyfriend Dave could.

 

*********************

 

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 the soft flesh gently and, receiving no immediate reaction, she squeezed again. Nothing!

She allowed her hand to move down from Peter's cock, moving slowly and deliberately until she cupped his balls. Still no reaction!

Then, with her hand still cupping his balls, Nicole opened her mouth and moved it upon 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...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 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.

The youngster 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 why. 'Did black pussy smell different from white pussy? 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 overwhelming his mind and 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.

 

 

Part 3

 

A s 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 so good. 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 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 you wants 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 means 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; his excitement obvious.

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 say,” 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 knows you not jes jivin' me. You do that...I know you wants 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 she 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 told him what she and John had done, Janice confessed 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 silent 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 go to the authorities and admit her complicity. However, Janice did not know this, 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.

 

 

Part 4

 

I t 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 for the umpteenth time.

These nightly arguments 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, almost as if the male side of his mind was already wondering what he might be seeing and touching. The young teen turned and sat up.

Her father explained once more how wrong it was for her and John to have carried on; however, on this night he changed his normal preaching to shift 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.”

“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, obvious uncomfortable with how her father was talking.

“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 him your cunt?”

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?” 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 cock baby. You told me you love it. So you're gonna need it.”

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 if she was 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 straining. 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!”

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?” he asked eagerly.

“Uh huh...yeah!” she replied nervously.

“You 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. Martha looked thoroughly surprised, yet somewhat relieved that maybe this was all going to end in a less nasty situation than had it been.

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. She wanted to hear her father tell her mother.

“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.

 

 

Part 5

 

I t was after midnight when Peter finally felt comfortably assured 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 that decision his mind could not help but flash back 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 own 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 rationalized; maybe she could imagine that it was someone else. She watched Peter'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. Her father’s cock was twitching against her bare hip as his mouth tasted the youthful flesh on her neck, cheek and ear.

“I...er...Y-y your cock, dad. I...I want yours,” 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 his 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 the youngster 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 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 from the passion that possessed him. 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, faster and faster, harder and harder. The cum was moving into the base of his prick.

If he came in her, he might impregnate her. YESSS! Suddenly that is what he wanted. He wanted all of his juice in his daughter's cunt.

AND SO DID SHE!

As Peter furiously pumped in and out of the youngster she reacted with a final animal wildness; 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 her father grunting as he began shooting his incestuous load deep into the depths of her pussy. As his first spurt shot into her, his whole body seemed to straighten and become totally rigid, embedded and holding 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.

 

 

Part 6

 

S uddenly 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. Yeah, 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 remanded 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.

 

The End