Perverts 'R' Us

The Set Up

By The Purvv ( m/f, M/f, teen, coer, Blkm, inc-fath/dau, oral, anal )

Long live the Queen (Victoria) wherever she may be. May she be reigning supreme! The author would like to thank Jex57 for all of her excellent work in editing this piece of shit.

Part 1

Edgar entered the house silently. Fifteen minutes had passed since he left. He didn't allow the door to make a sound when he closed it.

Just like the past two days, he walked quickly and quietly toward the living room window which faced the back yard, where his daughter Laura and her friends were playing in the pool. He stayed far enough inside so that he couldn't be spotted from the outside. As he peered out, his heart jumped. Jeanne Marie and Ronnie weren't in sight.

Did his plan work? Was the couple upstairs?

Edgar was nervous. He had to get up there quickly and soundlessly. He removed his shoes and then hurriedly went to the stairs, and silently made his way up.

When he stood at the top of the stairs, he looked around. If the young couple had come up here, they had had three rooms to choose from. Ed was trying to decide which room to try first when he heard a noise from his and his wife's bedroom. He sleeked to the door and listened. Clearly the sounds from inside told him that Jeanne Marie and Ronnie were there and what they were doing, as he heard the bed bouncing and the familiar grunts, groans, and mutterings of sexual excitement emanating from within.

He took the door handle in his sweaty palm. There was a rush of excitement running through him. His hand was shaking as he slowly and silently turned the handle. Finally, he pushed the door open.

The youngsters didn't hear a sound as he entered. Edgar stopped just inside of the door and he gasped. The two black bodies were in an advanced stage of fucking, with Ronnie pounding away, his stiff, glistening cock boring in and out of young Jeanne Marie's pussy as she clutched at him and writhed beneath his frantic motions. They were moaning and muttering.

Edgar's cock immediately filled his own pants as he watched. This was like having his own private porno show with the star being the prettiest black girl that's he'd ever seen. And the 13-year-old girl was obviously as hot as a firecracker as she wrapped her legs tighter around the boy. They were approaching the end.

Sensing that this was the right time to do so, Edgar managed to ask, "What's going on here?"

At the sound of his voice, the teens panicked. Ronnie rolled from between Jeanne Marie's legs. Both of the kids looked frantically at Ed.

"We, err, I...I'm, err, sorry Mr. Langston...We're...we're sorry," Jeanne Marie was the first to stammer.

The boy was hurriedly putting his bathing trunks back on as he sat on the side of the bed. "Please sir...We're...we're sorry," he repeated the girl's apology, as he finished pulling his trunks all the way up.

Edgar's eyes had immediately homed in on, and couldn't be separated from, the young girl's cunt. He was fascinated at the redness within the brown flesh and short curls. His cock was sticking straight out - - mightily - - within the confines of his pants. With shaking hands, she pulled her bikini bottoms up over her naked legs, finally tying the strings at her hips. Then he moved his eyes to her blossoming beautiful brown tits as she fumbled to hurriedly put on her bikini top.

Ronnie stood up alongside of the bed while Jeanne Marie sat up on the side, facing Edgar.

Edgar was shaking his head in an admonishing manner. "Jeanne. How could you? Your mother and father...what will they say?" he asked.

"No! Please...please Mr. Langston...don't...I...They'll kill m-me...," she whispered; and then she began crying.

"Please sir," Ronnie piped in, "Please...we, this was our first...We, err, we won't do it again, I promise, sir. Please don't tell her mom and dad," he pleaded.

Edgar looked from one to the other. The kids were petrified. He wanted to take advantage of their confused state; that had been his secret hope for the past few days.

"Listen, Ronnie. I think it's best that you just go. You weren't Laura's guest anyway. Just go now. Leave by the front door so that the other kids don't guess what's happened."

"But..." The boy thought about protesting, but he realized that might only make matters worse. Mr. Langston seemed to be reasonable. Maybe he would think it over and not tell; at least his tone was encouraging. If he didn't want the other kids finding out, there might be hope.

"Just go Ronnie, before I change my mind."

The boy didn't know what that meant but the words were hopeful. He quickly moved toward the door. "Okay sir...I'm...Can I get my clothes from the bathroom?"

Edgar nodded. The boy looked hesitatingly at his 'girlfriend' and then quickly left the room.

Edgar walked closer to the bed where Jeanne Marie sat. Her crying had almost stopped but small sobs were still causing her shoulders to occasionally heave violently.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

"Y-yes sir...!" Her nervously uttered words were barely audible.

Her eyes were looking down to the floor. Edgar eagerly looked over her young brown flesh. His cock was still throbbing.

"Jeannie, how could you, girl? How...what are your parents gonna say?"

Once more, a jolt of fear gripped her whole being at the thought of her family finding out. They had warned her about Ronnie and she had assured them that nothing would happen.

She raised her eyes and frantically searched Laura's father's face. She had momentarily been feeling a sense that he wasn't going to say anything to her parents but from his words, she realized that her goose was cooked.

"Please don't Mr. Langston...Please...My mother...fath...they'll kill me. Please don't." She was begging him as he had hoped she would. "Please sir, it...I won't do it again. I've never...It was my first time...," she continued stammering.

From outside the room, the sound of her boyfriend hurrying down the stairs could be heard. Then Ronnie was gone.

Edgar continued to hungrily eat up every inch of this hot, young body with his eyes. He now had her where he could only have dreamed of getting her. He was proceeding with as much caution as possible, yet he had to take some chances if he wanted the youngster to get the message.

"I realize...I can see that!" he responded to her comment by shifting his eyes and nodding toward the center of the bed.

The 13-year-old girl turned her head and gasped. There, in the center of the bed, were the stains of blood from her lost virginity. It was his bed!

"I'm...Oh no, I'm so...Oh Mr. Langston, I'm so sorry...I, I, didn't mean to, I'm sorry."

He nodded and then, almost apologetically, he said, "I know, hon. In a way, I'm sorry, too. I mean, your first time and all...And I saw how much you were enjoying it, and I walked in and stopped you," he said gently. "So I guess I can say I'm sorry too. The least that I should have done was to let you guys finish."

She didn't respond. She was still totally embarrassed at bloodying up his bed.

And then he softly added, "I probably would have been better off myself letting you guys finish; or better yet, not catching you at all. I...Watching you guys did, err, something to me too. I...Let me say this Jeannie...No, I, err, better not."

The young girl suddenly became aware of what it was that he was alluding to. She guessed that what he was saying was that he had gotten turned on while watching her and Ronnie.

Then both the youngster and the man were silent. Edgar didn't know how to take this to the next level. This was a 13-year-old girl. If he didn't handle it right, he'd be the one in big trouble.

"Are...Could...I...Please don't tell sir...Please!" she pleaded once more.

His eyes were avidly running over her body. Until that moment she hadn't noticed, but now, as she started to look at him again, her glance was stopped momentarily at his crotch, where she saw the tent in his pants. It was at this point that she realized that his eyes were ogling her body. This was something she was becoming more and more familiar with from other guys as she matured, but until now she hadn't thought that Mr. Langston had ever taken any notice of her. Now, as frightened as she was at the thought of her parents finding out, she still managed to realize that Laura's father was looking at her body. As she looked at him, she suddenly sensed the lust that was hidden behind his searching eyes. She saw the hot look on his face.

"Please sir," she whispered. She didn't know if she was reading him right. She gulped. There was only one way to find out. "I...I'll do anything sir. Please don't tell..."

She couldn't help but notice the man's pants twitch.

"You know, five minutes later and you wouldn't have been in trouble...and I wouldn't have gotten myself frustrated...But, well, I got to tell them, Jeannie...If they ever found out that I didn't tell..."

She cut him off. There was desperation in her voice, "But they...They won't find out if you don't tell!" she pleaded.

He looked at her almost as if he was weighing her words. "But the problem is that if you ever tell them, then they'd know. Who knows? For some reason, someday you just might tell them."

"No...I won't...! I swear. Why would I tell them??? That would be crazy," she pleaded.

Again their eyes searched each other.

Finally he plunged, "You can keep it from them?"

"Y-yeah..." She suddenly sensed where this was heading.

"And you said that you'd do anything if I didn't tell?" he whispered.

She gulped. Both of their hearts were racing rapidly. He couldn't help thinking how vulnerable the youngster seemed.

He saw her head nod, almost imperceptibly, and he could barely hear her whisper, "I won't tell anything you don't want me to, I...I promise."

He now wanted to see if they were speaking about the same thing. "Can...Can we both, er, count on losing our, er, frustrations?"

The young teen looked at him with a frightened look in her eyes. She seemed to take an extraordinarily long time answering. She was obviously comprehending his message. Finally she whispered, "Yes sir!"

Suddenly they heard the back door close. It was obvious to Edgar that they were going to have to cut this conversation short. He reacted quickly, whispering, "You better go downstairs before Laura or someone else comes looking for you."

She stood and nodded, "But...My...Are you gonna tell?" she asked.

"Maybe you can sleep over here on Friday night?" he whispered.

Jeanne Marie nodded nervously, "I'll talk to Laura," she assured him.

As she hurried out of his room she looked back, smiled shyly, and managed to teasingly say, "But she's gonna have to get her parents okay, too," and then she slipped out of the door and headed downstairs.

*******

That Friday, Jeanne Marie stayed over at Laura's house. She was going to stay in the guest room. Edgar wasn't able to speak to her alone until shortly after 8 PM. His wife had gone to check on the clothes in the washing machine and his daughter had run upstairs to the bathroom.

Speaking softly to the young black girl, he asked, "Still the same?"

She nodded nervously.

"When?" he asked, afraid of committing himself too strongly until she also did.

Her eyes darted nervously. "It...it's...it'll be okay whenever you come," she finally said.

He felt a flush of heat within his pants as his cock became hard.

"I'll be down as soon as Laura and her mother are asleep. Okay?"

"Uh huh, yeah, but...but..." she whispered, with much hesitation. "I'm...I'm sorry Mr. Langston can we...can you, maybe, err, just act like I'm, err, sleeping...I'd...rather not...I can't explain it sir. Maybe it's because I'm black, but I...I don't want to seem like I...I'm part of it..."

She almost looked like a frightened deer as she struggled to explain her need that she not seem to be a willing participant. He guessed that she didn't want to look like a prostitute and that she would rather if he not see her in wait. She was actually asking him if he would simply keep the room in total darkness when he came to her.

"I'd rather not, you know, talk, or...I can't explain..." The girl seemed to be embarrassed as she continued, "Maybe after we're, err, doing it, I'll...Oh, I can't explain."

He thought that he heard the toilet flushing upstairs. Laura would be back down by them in a minute.

"You mean you don't want to participate?"

"Well yeah...no...I mean I do...I will after we...after you...stick it in me," she hissed the last few words and his prick twitched.

She obviously had a 'hang-up' with the thought of being fucked by a white guy. But just as obviously she was going to go through with it.

"No problem...It's okay, hon. I'll take care of it," he assured her as they heard the bathroom door open.

She whispered under her breath, "Maybe I'll be sleeping. That would be better...but if not I'll...err, act like I am...until you're...you know, in me."

Laura was coming back. They turned their attention back to the TV. Edgar considered what she had just said. In a way, it was sad. Jeanne Marie was so young and naïve. This was almost like a game to her, she was thinking as a child might, he thought.

He had never underestimated someone more in his whole life.

Part 2

Laura was anxious. She had no idea how this was going to end. What was the worst thing that could happen? That it was all a big 'put-on' by Jeannie?

Besides, she had no choice but to go through with the whole thing. If she didn't Jeanne Marie would expose Laura's sexual preferences. Laura had told her friend that she was having sex with Jeannie's brother and Jeannie had also found out that there was another black boy that Laura had had sex with.

Jeanne Marie threatened to tell her friends and her family. There were a lot of things that Laura's parents would forgive but screwing a couple of black kids was not among them.

If truth be told Jeanne Marie disliked white people. She told Laura about her encounter with her father and what he was proposing. This was her way of getting even with Laura for having sex with the 'brothers' but more importantly it was a way of avoiding having sex with Laura's father.

What Jeannie planned was for Laura to sleep in the guest room and to remain absolutely silent in the total darkness of the windowless room. If Laura was able to pull this whole thing off then father and daughter would be the ones to have the sex. Mr. Langston would think that Jeanne Marie and he had screwed and that would be the end of the affair. If, on the other hand, he screwed his daughter and became aware that it was Laura and not Jeannie, then the black girl would threaten to tell on them if he didn't leave her alone.

Laura could have refused Jeannie but there were too many intangibles. One was the thought that Jeannie might be putting her on; two, was that her father had been putting Jeanne Marie on. Laura just couldn't believe that her father had planned a sexual encounter with her best friend.

And what if it was true? Then Laura was sure that her friend would expose her if she didn't go along with the scheme. What would be worse, having her parents find out that she was screwing around with blacks or having a secret encounter with her father? After all, she reasoned, if she pulled it off and stayed silent throughout the whole thing, her father would never know the truth. And if he found out at any stage and recognized her in the dark she would simply claim innocence and just say that she was sleeping in the family room and had switched rooms with her friend.

What really swayed the youngster's thinking was the fact that she herself had sometimes thought of 'doing it' with her father, ever since she had heard the story of a schoolmate having sex with her father.

She went along with Jeanne Marie's plan.

*******

It was after midnight. Edgar gently rolled off his bed. His wife was sound asleep. He removed his shorts and threw his robe over his naked body. He quietly left the room and went into the darkened hallway. His heart was thumping as he headed for the stairs. The extra room was behind the kitchen. It used to be the garage. It had no windows and without having a light on, it was pitch-black inside.

Edgar opened the door and stepped inside; closing it quickly behind him. He stopped a moment and listened. Finally about six feet away he could make out the faint sounds of her breathing. His cock began to harden.

"Jeannie...? Jeanne Marie...?" he whispered in the dark.

There was no response. Laura's heart was pounding in her chest. Although she was completely naked she really hadn't expected her father to show but now that he had, she thought of jumping up and calling the whole thing off.

This was her own father who was approaching and, unless she stopped him, it would be her own father - - cumming inside of her! But the alternative could be worse if he found out about her. She knew that he secretly hated blacks and she couldn't imagine how he would react if he found out that she had had black guys inside her. She lay quietly.

Edgar was by the bed now. Either the girl was really asleep or was acting that way; it didn't matter which. All he wanted was to stick his cock into the 13-year-olds black cunt. Soon enough her body would respond, he told himself, and if she was going to be silently willing, so what?

He let the robe fall from his body and onto the floor at his feet. Slowly he moved onto the bed and slowly moved his totally naked body next to hers. He was on his side while the youngster was lying on her back. The first contact between them was with his cock touching her hip. It twitched as he felt the heat from her soft skin.

Edgar's whole body was trembling. Here he was, about to take this beautiful 13-year-old, and she was going to allow him to fuck her without saying a word. He wanted her to talk. His hand gently reached over the flesh of her stomach and he clutched at her soft breast, the one furthest away from him.

"Nnnnnnggggg," he heard a sound from her throat and he became further aroused. He wanted the girl to get so worked up that she actually wanted him.

As he squeezed her little breast he was surprised. It had looked so much more meatier than it really was; but, after all, he told himself, she was only 13. His head moved inward as his thumb and forefinger closed on the youngster's nipple. Eagerly his lips descended onto the other little breast nearest him. He kissed at the hot flesh and then his mouth moved over and took the tit inside.

Quiet moans were emanating from the girl's throat.

He began sucking and licking, while his other hand was lightly pinching Laura's hardened nipple. Her father's mouth and hand were working in unison on her breasts and she felt exciting sensations beginning deep within her body. She began breathing harder as her father worked on her tits.

"Mmmmm oh mmmmmmm," he murmured.

Then, as he continued sucking on her tit, he moved his hand off her other one and moved it downward over her young flesh. He felt her belly quivering under his touch as his fingertips lightly moved downward.

Sounds of pleasure were coming from them both as his fingers made their initial entry between her legs. He had somehow expected a short bush of light curly hair but instead found a bald pussy, as naked as a baby's. She must have shaved, he thought.

Laura groaned as her father's fingers moved in and began toying with her sensitive clitoris. She bucked up once, against his hand.

Edgar's mouth pulled off her breast and began kissing and licking all around that flesh and then moved up. He felt the young girl's hand move up and around the back of his head, giving him guidance. He kissed and licked at her neck and then her ear. He took the ear lobe in his mouth and lightly sucked; then his tongue shot into her ear, sending shivers throughout her body.

As his fingers moved into her cunt, he allowed two of them to push into her moistened hole. At the same time his mouth moved over her cheek and then his lips were at her mouth. They were pecking at each other and tantalizing each other by licking out and pulling back.

Edgar moved one leg over hers and placed it between her legs. His hips were now involuntarily moving and his cock was pushing and pulling against her upper leg.

Laura's heart was pounding fiercely in her chest. Her breathing was forced as she almost gasped for air. She had never felt so excited. She kept one hand on the back of her father's head and moved her hand down. Her cunt was pushing to meet his probing fingers. Then her hand was clutching at his cock. Edgar opened his mouth and gasped at the sensation.

Laura now was feeling an exciting desperation. She pulled his head down hard and her mouth met his. Her tongue shot into his mouth and began thrusting about. In the total darkness, there was a sense of secrecy which lent to their excitement.

"Mmmmmmmm..." he murmured.

She was desperately pulling his head into her, and then father and daughter began kissing passionately, mouths opened to each other, lips working to kiss and suck, and tongues darting in and out of the other's mouth. They were both moaning almost unconsciously into each other.

Laura's legs parted wider to give her father's hand and fingers easier movement. His fingers were working in and out of her twat. He was determined to make her so hot that she talked and asked for it. Their mouths continued to mash against one another and his cock was fucking her hand.

Then, with her fingers still around his cock, he climbed inside of the young girl's parted thighs. He slid his fingers from her cunt and jockeyed his throbbing cock as she guided it to her hole. Her hips were moving about under him.

He moved his hands up and put them to her ears. He pulled his mouth from hers. "Tell me it's okay Jeannie. Tell me," he whispered, pleadingly.

Her hips were pushing up trying to get him into her. Her pussy was on fire. It needed to be filled. She guided the head of his cock just to the moist opening. She clutched at the back of his head. Their mouths were less that an inch apart and she hissed, "Fuck me daddy...fuck me!"

Her upward thrust caused his cock to pass through the lips of her pussy as he stiffened his body and desperately tried to stop. "Laur...What...Laura, what's..."

"Hurry daddy, fuck me, hurry, hurry!"

It was both a plea and a demand. The girl was out of control with lust now. She was clutching at her father as her body sought more.

His cock was his brain now. That this hot body was his own daughter mattered not. Hell, it may have made him even hotter. Unable to stop, Edgar pushed his cock fully into his daughter's waiting cunt.

"Nnnnnnnnngggghhhhhh!!!!!" The sensation was overpowering as he plunged all the way into her depths.

"OHHHH," she cried as her father began moving in and out. She wrapped her legs around him lightly and her body was writhing passionately beneath him.

Their mouths were mashing as they sucked wildly on each other.

Edgar's hands moved beneath him and encircled her tits. Her pussy felt as tight as a vise as he pulled back, and then it loosened and he pushed back into the moist slipperiness. Father and daughter were in ecstasy.

"Fuck me daddy daddy dad oooo goood ooo ooo ooo..."

Laura had never felt so filled by man-flesh. She was fucking back up to her father with every muscle in her body.

"Oh baby, I...I gotta...stah...stop, stop, baby. I'm gonna ooohhh, let me get oooooohh..."

There was no way that she was going to release him; she wanted everything that he could give. She felt his muscle twitching inside of her cunt and the sensations that she was feeling drove her past the point of rational thinking. She was fucking back wildly and clutching him with every ounce of power that she possessed.

She wrapped her legs further around him, grasping him tightly. Knowing that she had her own father at the height of his passion only excited her more and she threw her arms around his back and dug her fingers in; her arms clutching with all her strength as he pounded his body into her.

"Okay daddy...do it, do it, do it!!" she was near screaming; her body bucking up and down beneath him.

He knew that he had to pull out of her - - but he couldn't!

"Oh God - - I...I'm cumming, oooo, Laur baby, OHHHHH!"

There was no stopping him. The dam had burst and he was shooting his incestuous juices inside his daughter's womb.

"Mmmmmmm," she groaned as she continued to writhe her body beneath him and she worked her pussy muscles to work as a suction on his erupting prick. Father and daughter were fucking each other with a passion that was shocking; she bucking up and down wantonly while she clutched fiercely to him, and he, thrusting his throbbing cock in and out of his own flesh and blood, as he emptied himself inside her.

Finally they were both spent and gasping, lying side by side.

*******

It was about a half an hour later.

At first, Edgar started apologizing and stammering but he soon realized that Laura was not really upset. She even hinted to him that she had fantasies about him in the past and although he 'surprised' her, she wasn't upset because she loved him and she in fact enjoyed it. She didn't tell him the truth of why she was there. Instead, she simply said that she did Jeanne Marie a favor; that her friend wanted to sleep in her bed.

Edgar was violent. He felt that he was tricked and that Laura had been tricked. He never realized that his daughter was a willing participant. He was determined to get even with Jeanne Marie.

"I don't know why she wanted to sleep in my bed and for me to sleep here," Laura had lied to him.

Father and daughter lay hugging and whispering together. The more they talked the more that Edgar and Laura realized how much they had enjoyed each other, and soon they both were losing their fears and apprehensions.

"But no one must ever find out," he said. "Promise?"

She promised.

"Especially not Jeannie," he demanded.

She promised.

Part 3

In the morning, Edgar was the first one up when Jeanne came downstairs. She looked at him with a smile playing at the corner of her mouth. They exchanged "good morning's" and then her smile quickly vanished when he said, "We got our signals mixed up. You thought that I wanted you in Laura's bed," he said to confuse her. "But I was looking for you in the extra room...It's a good thing that I put the light on first. I thought that it was you in there. You wouldn't believe how fast I got out."

Jeanne Marie's mouth opened and her jaw fell. She had a look of shock on her face. Her plan didn't work, she decided. Mr. Langston found out that it was Laura in that bed before anything happened. Damn!!!

"Can you get Laura to ask you to stay again tonight?" he was saying.

"I...I guess," she responded, being totally caught off-guard.

"And remember. You stay in the extra room...Okay?"

She nodded, realizing that she had no out. Obviously, she'd never be able to pull that stunt again. She would have to go through with his original demand.

*******

He moved into the room, gently closing the door behind him. The room was in pitch-darkness, just like the night before, but tonight he knew that Jeanne Marie was there.

"Jeannie," he whispered.

"Yeah, Mr. Langston," she answered.

He removed his robe and let it fall to the floor as he approached the bed. He heard the girl's quick breathing as his knees reached the side of the bed. Then he turned and sat down, alongside of her prone body.

"I should tell your parents, you know."

She stiffened. "But you said that you wouldn't," she said nervously.

His hand reached over and felt for her tit. She had a bra on.

"Take off the rest of your clothes baby," he coaxed.

He heard her shuffling and then stop. Again he reached out. This time he felt the flesh of the youngster's breast. It was much fuller and more exciting than his daughter's.

"You've been real bad Jeannie, haven't you? Why shouldn't I tell your parents?"

"Y-you promised..." she whispered.

"Yeah, but that was before you were really bad," he said.

"W-what...What do you mean?" she asked, suddenly starting to sense his anger.

"I promised that I wouldn't tell that you were fucking, but that was when you were going to be good to me. But then you tried to be bad. You tried to make me fuck my own daughter, didn't you? Can you think of anything worse that you could've done to me? Don't you think that I should tell on you?"

"P...Please no...don't tell...Please...I'm...here now..."

Edgar paused for effect. "Should I tell them that you were here waiting for me to fuck you? Should I tell them that too?" he challenged.

He heard her gasp audibly, "NOOO!" she hissed frantically. "No, please..."

"Don't you think that I deserve some apologies? What's Jeannie gonna do to keep me quiet?" he asked softly.

"Whatever you want. Please sir, don't tell..."

"Get up baby...Up and turn around...On your knees," he quietly ordered.

The frightened little girl hesitated, not quite understanding, "W-what are...you gonna do?"

His fingers were still touching the flesh of her tit.

"I want to taste you Jeannie. I want to taste all of you, okay? C'mon baby, get up. On your knees...That's a girl. I'm gonna taste your black ass. I've been thinking of nothing but your ass. Don't you want my white tongue up your black asshole?"

Jeanne Marie responded to the thought. She took his hand off of her and moved onto her knees, raising her buttocks in the air as she put her face down onto the pillow. The thought of him doing what he said had her insides churning.

"I'm...I'm up, Mr. Langston..." she whispered.

"Okay baby, okay," he said as he felt her alongside of him. He moved down so that he was kneeling at the end of the bed behind her kneeling body. He reached out and felt the cheeks of her ass in his hands. Then he moved his hands off of her buttocks to her hips and then down the outside of her thighs and on down to her knees. Then he moved his hands back in the opposite direction over her hot skin. He kept repeating these massages as thrills shot through her hot, young, responding body.

"You want your asshole sucked, hah?" he asked as he lowered his head and his lips began to pucker and suck upon her ass cheeks. His tongue licked out.

"Tell me what your black ass wants baby...Tell Me."

"Mmmmm. Taste me...mmmm..."

"Taste what baby, tell me...Tell me what you want."

"T...taste my ass...my black ass...Put your tongue in me..."

His hands were now rubbing up and down her outer thighs and his mouth moved to her crack. His tongue licked out here. He felt the teen's legs trembling as he kissed and licked.

"Mmmmmm." His tongue licked right inside of the crack and then withdrew. "Your ass is mine tonight, baby. Tell me...tell me," he whispered as his hands moved upon the soft hot cheeks and separated the crack of her ass with his thumbs. His tongue darted into her tight hole.

She gasped.

The taste had a wonderful bitterness and her body a wonderful aroma, which was driving his mind wild.

"Nnnnngggg..." she grunted, "Ooooo yes...My ass is yours...Yours...Put your tongue...oooooohhhh yeaaahhh, nnnnngggghhhhh, oooooommmmmm."

Edgar's tongue was in the young black teen's delicious ass, tasting, licking and sucking. His hands held the cheeks apart to open the hole further for his hungry tongue. He moved his tongue in eagerly, pushing it into the tiny hole, tasting the strange nutty flavor. He was trembling at the thought of tasting the black girl's tiny asshole.

Jeanne Marie pushed her ass back on his mouth. This was so exciting, having a white guy sucking out her asshole. She moaned deep in her chest. She loved what he was doing. She never realized that spot was so sensitive. It was dirty and exciting. She thought that if he would do this for her, she would owe him.

As his mouth worked in her ass she didn't realize that his one hand had moved off of her and had opened a tube of KY Jelly that he had with him.

He brought the opened tube to the child's ass and then he moved his mouth and suddenly his fingers were tenderly pushing in and greasing the inside of her hole, so gently that she didn't feel that she was being violated; it excited her and she was actually groaning from the sensations his fingers were causing as they moved in and out, gently. Then they pulled out and got another helping of KY and loaded up her insides some more.

Edgar moved behind her and she suddenly realized what was happening.

"NO!" she cried as his cock moved into the crack.

Edgar pushed his body close to her. He moved his one hand underneath the youngster's hip, holding her up, while his other hand guided his cock to the girl's greased hole.

"It's okay baby. I'm gonna go easy...You're going to like this...You'll see," he whispered as his cock-head poised at the entrance of her ass.

"Please, Mr. Langston...Please don't...It's gonna hur...don't please..."

He just pushed lightly and the girl tensed.

"It's okay hon. I put stuff in you. I'll go in easy...You'll see...It won't hurt..."

"Don't...No don't please, please..." She was rapidly pleading and babbling into the pillow. "Don't, it will hurt...I...I know it hurts bad...I know."

Edgar's cock was bursting with inner pressure. The thought that she knew it would hurt interested him. She'd been fucked in the ass already!

"No baby, I won't hurt...I'll go easy...You'll see..." he coaxed as he moved the head and pushed gently into the greased hole. "I'm not that big...You'll see...Who hurt you like this...?"

"Nnnnnggggg!" The head made its entrance. "Ooooo, it's gonna...don't hurt me...please...My...my father hurt me so much...don't..."

The thought that this young girl had been fucked in the ass by a big black dick inflamed him. He put his other hand on the other side, under her hip and, as he pushed down with his cock, his hands pulled up on her body. He was sinking into her.

"Ohhhhh, ooo, nnnnnggg..." Jeanne Marie's hands clutched at the sheets and she bit into the pillow as she groaned from the pain that the man's cock was inflicting.

Edgar's mind was a mishmash of thought as he pulled back inside the tight hole. This ass had been fucked by her own father. Typical black, he thought, totally missing the irony that just the night before he too had fucked his own daughter.

Jeanne was crying into the pillow as he again plunged into the youngster's asshole. "Nnnngggg," she grunted.

"Your ass is gonna be fucked. I'm gonna cum in your ass baby. Your black ass loves to be fucked, hah? All black asses love cock. Tell me baby, tell me how your ass wants to be fucked. Tell me what black asses want."

He was pushing hard into the youngster's tight rectum. She felt like she was being split open. This was just as bad as her father. And this man obviously didn't respect her or any other black.

"Fu-fuck my ah-ass...like my father fucked it...I-I liked...My black ass liked my father...your...Laura's ass...Laura liked my brother in her ass...My brother's black cock," she spat out.

She intentionally spit those words out in meanness, meaning to infuriate him but, to her surprise, Edgar began pushing and pulling harder: pounding into her ass with abandoned fury. He pictured his white daughter being fucked in the ass with a big black dick and he was suddenly overcome with lust.

Jeanne Marie's inner ass was burning and sore as the grown-up fucked with all of his power.

"I'm gonna...OHHH, I'm...I'm gonna cum...in your black...OHHH, HERE IT IZZZZZ!!!

His fingers clutched her tightly as he began shooting his juices up inside of her ass.

"OWWWWWWW!!!" she finally tore her mouth away from the pillow and she let out a banshee-like cry, and then her body collapsed and she fell forward onto her stomach.

The young girl lay there crying. She had never been so sore. Her ass felt positively raw. She had never had that done to her so thoroughly. Her father had pulled out when he realized how much pain he had inflicted. Edgar seemed to thrive on hurting her.

She was crying violently.

Finally, Edgar lay alongside of the girl, putting his arm around her to console her. "It's okay now, Jeannie, it's okay..." He tried to talk to her.

"No...it hurts...You hurt me bad...bad, Mr. Langston," she said between sobs.

His hand kept rubbing her back. He was afraid. The way that the youngster was acting had him thinking that maybe he had gone too far. Maybe she was injured internally.

"It'll be okay...Calm down Jeannie, honey...It's, it will be okay...," he assured her.

"No...oh...no. It hurts too much. Don't...don't touch me...no...Don't touch there..." she whimpered.

Edgar's hand had been massaging her ass cheek and he started moving a finger into the crack to see how sore she was. He was surprised at her loud reaction. He shifted a bit on the bed, reaching over and turning on the lamp. Then he moved back and lay on his elbow, looking down at the hurting young girl lying on her stomach. Her shoulders were shaking as sobs wrenched through her body.

"It's okay baby...Calm down, it's okay...It's all over..." he promised her as he reached out a hand, petting and wiping the tears on her cheek.

She violently turned her cheek away from his hand. "Don't...You...you don't care...You hu-hurt me ba-bad."

"I'm sorry Jeannie. I mean it. I didn't mean to hurt you hon."

She continued crying, "Yes you did...You...You told me...You don't like me...black gir...You don't, don't like blacks."

"Oh no honey. Don't say that. Don't even think it. It's...That's just not true. It's not true, hon..." He tried to assure her, to no avail.

"Sure is...I know...You...You just wanted to hurt me, I know." Her crying began to subside but her sobs continued.

"Oh Jeannie, no...I...I think...I didn't think that I would hurt you. I, I only wanted...Well I was m...I only wanted to give you pleasure," he said.

He pushed at her, forcing her to finally turn onto her side to face him. Her eyes and cheeks were full of tears. Her lips looked swollen from her crying. She kept her eyes down, not looking at him.

Edgar again started to pet her cheek. "Don't Jeannie, don't cry, I'm sorry hon. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like that, believe me."

Sobs continued from the girl. He looked at her light brown body and wanted to hold her and hug her. He moved his hand from her cheek, over her neck, down her side to her hip and then back up again. He made no attempt to touch her intimately.

She made no effort to tell him to stop.

"You...hurt...I hurt so bad," she complained.

Edgar nodded. He continued rubbing the teen's body along her side.

"I know baby, I know. But I didn't mean to, believe me," he continued, soothingly.

Then he slowly moved his mouth over and lightly kissed her swollen lips, and then withdrew. She finally looked up at him and a weak smile passed her lips. An idea came to him.

"Would you want me to kiss it and make it better?" he asked with a smile. At the same time his fingers moved from her hip, over her belly and just barely touched upon her labium, making no attempt to go further.

She eyed him quietly. His words caught her attention. The thought of his tongue again in her ass made her warm. That had felt good, and exciting, she remembered.

She nodded.

Edgar lit up. Again, he moved his mouth gently to hers and this time he began talking on her lips with his. "You want me to kiss everything and make it better, don't you?"

He felt her face nodding under his mouth as she moaned her assent.

He pulled back and looked once again at the young girl. He was fascinated at her beauty and was eager to taste her hot flesh again. Never had he seen a black girl with such good looks and although she was only 13-years-old, she was built as well as most 16-year-olds.

His hand moved to the flesh of her breasts and then cupped one in his palm and held it for his advancing mouth. As his lips opened on the nipple, Jeanne Marie's hand reached out to hold the back of his head.

With his mouth upon the flesh of the budding tit, Edgar gently pushed back on her body until she lay on her back again. His one hand easily moved down between the girl's legs and his tongue began licking and tasting the hot light brown flesh of her breast.

Jeanne moved her other hand behind his head and now both of her hands were guiding him down over her body, which was quivering anew. His mouth and tongue aroused her fully now. Her insides were churning once more.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed as the man moved the lower part of his body momentarily off of the side of the bed so that he could get back on in the opposite direction. His cock was again on fire.

Edgar's mouth and lips were at the young belly button and his tongue moved in and circled about. Jeanne Marie's hips began moving about. He was then on his knees and he put his hands on each side of her hips and he licked further downward. An awesome pussy aroma was beckoning.

Her hands, which had momentarily been dislodged from him when he shifted his position were again guiding his head between her hot thighs. Her throbbing pussy was eagerly awaiting his mouth, and he was even more anxious than she.

And then Edgar was turning onto his back. At the same time, he was pulling the young girl's exciting body back with him, giving her no alternative but to straddle his head with her thighs. As she turned, her pussy moved right to his mouth. He temporarily moved his mouth in forcefully. Both of them moaned at the same time.

Edgar's hands were on her surrounding hips as she waited astride him, awaiting his ministrations. He put his nose into her moist pussy and breathed in with force.

"Nnnnnngg," she groaned with clenched teeth.

Edgar's cock involuntarily twitched as the wonderful aroma from within her young pussy filled his nostrils.

"Mmmmmmm," he murmured into the girl's cunt, and then he pulled his mouth back out.

"Get down hon...Bend down..." he instructed. "Kiss me down there."

Jeanne reached out with one hand and clasped his cock. Then she lowered herself and allowed her mouth to barely kiss the tip of his inflamed prick, sucking gently and tasting the juices that had leaked out from the tiny hole.

He groaned.

As soon as she had bent enough for her mouth to reach his cock, her ass became accessible to his eyes. His heart was again beating wildly at the thought of eating this young teen. Her exposed pussy and ass were before him. He moved his fingers within and separated her pussy lips even further. The red gash against the brownness of the girl's thighs was striking. She was soaking wet and he could see part of the reason for that was because his own cum was dripping from inside of her ass and oozing down to her pussy.

He opened his mouth and pressed it upon the pinkness. He began sucking and licking at the juices within. Jeanne gasped and squeezed her thighs on his ears and she buried her own mouth at his crotch.

"NNNNNGGGGGHHHH!" She pushed down her hips to fully engage his hot sucking mouth. Then he again moved his mouth away and pushed his nose into her open slit hole. When he sucked in this time, the youngster's whole body stiffened and trembled. Spasms were shaking throughout her body.

"AHHHHHHAHHHHHH!!" A gargling sound escaped her mouth.

Three more times his nostrils breathed in the fantastic aroma of the young black girl's cunt. The sensations passing through her undulating body were indescribable.

"OHHHHH, OH YEAH OOOOOO GOOOOOD," she murmured as she ground her hips down into him.

Soon his mouth was sucking on her clitoris and again she bucked wildly.

Edgar was sucking frantically at the youngster's cunt. His mind was in another world as her wonderful odor overwhelmed him. His hands moved around her and clutched her ass cheeks, urging her to fuck his face. She eagerly obliged. Jeanne Marie was a wild ball of uncontrollable passion, bouncing her hips up and down.

As fiercely as he had earlier fucked her, she was now doing the same to his tongue, which was frenetically thrusting in and out of her.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..." With each thrust came another grunt. The final climax was upon her. There was a final burst of wild abandon and she fucked her cunt back and forth on his mouth as spasms shot through her, causing her juices to flow.

"AHHHHHHH!" she groaned.

He could feel her legs quivering while squeezing his face; and her pussy became much wetter as he lapped and sucked frantically within the hot nether mouth of this black beauty. This was like nothing that he ever tasted or ever experienced.

Somehow, he wanted this to last for more than a night; this was much too wonderful to give up.

The End