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An Eye For An Eye
by The Purvv (address withheld)

***

John Lawson was in jail, charged with raping his 
daughter's best friend, 14-year-old Janice Beadrum. As 
if the charge of raping a minor was not bad enough, for 
John it was even worse, because Janice was white and he 
was black. The trial was scheduled to start in a week. 
(M/ff-teens, ped, intr, oral, anal, forced, blkmail)

***

CHAPTER ONE

John's daughter Nicole was frantic. She knew that the 
sex between her father and her best friend was 
consensual, but there was not the slightest chance that 
her friend would admit that, for fear of her parents 
finding out the truth.

However, 14-year-old Nicole felt that the only thing 
that could save her father would be if the truth came 
out. Somehow, it would have to come from Janice. 
Obviously, the court would not believe John.

Under this backdrop, she approached Janice's father 
behind her friend's back. She sought him out where he 
worked. Sitting in his office, Nicole told Peter the 
story of how it was not true that her father had raped 
his (Peter's) daughter and, if the truth were told, the 
real facts were that Janice seduced John, not the other 
way around. Peter listened with seeming patience as the 
young black beauty explained the facts to him, as she 
knew them.

Although Nicole had no way of knowing, her problem was 
not in convincing Peter what had really happened, but 
in trying to change his mindset. For although John was 
charged with rape, Peter did indeed know the truth. 
That is what infuriated him. The unfortunate fact was 
that Peter was prejudiced against blacks and in his 
mind, because Janice had sex with that black bastard, 
John deserved to go to prison. In Peter's twisted 
thinking, it was John who was at fault for making 
Janice want to have sex with a black guy. Moreover, he 
would pay for it dearly.

Peter knew that John should not have been charged with 
rape and he also realized that if he allowed Janice to 
tell the truth like she had wanted to do that John 
would probably only get a suspended sentence for 
'statutory rape'. However, Peter would not allow his 
daughter to tell the truth. He wanted revenge.

As he talked to young Nicole, he slowly began to revise 
his thinking. He allowed his eyes to scamper admiringly 
over the young beauty's body. He was impressed. This 
was some good-looking kid. He was really not gaining 
anything by allowing her father to be prosecuted, he 
thought. After all, all he was looking for was 'an eye 
for an eye'. Maybe he could pull it off.

"Please Mr. Beadrum," she said passionately. "My dad he 
don't deserve to go to no jail."

When she was finished telling him everything that he 
already knew Peter sat back in his chair and closed his 
eyes. Nicole watched him silently, praying to herself 
that he would believe her and force Janice to tell the 
truth.

Finally, he answered, "An eye for an eye, Nikki. That's 
what the bible says."

The youngster shook her head in exasperation and spoke 
with an almost desperate tone, "But he don't do 
nothin', sir. He... your daughter she... they did it 
together!"

Peter did not respond immediately, wanting to increase 
the child's apprehension. Then he said, "Listen Nikki, 
I like you and I'd like to help you but I'm sorry girl, 
it just isn't right. I mean, even if what you say is 
true, and I know that it isn't..."

"It izzzz!!!" she interrupted.

He continued, "Even if it is, why should your dad get 
away without paying? Like I said, an eye for an eye. If 
I were to make Janice say that she wasn't forced then 
he'd probably go free. B-but I'm her father, Nikki. How 
would that be justified? Where's my eye for an eye, 
huh?" he said sternly, "Don't I deserve equal justice?"

Nicole slumped back, trying to come up with a further 
argument in her head. She was convinced that Peter was 
not completely unreasonable. If only she could convince 
him of the truth, she thought, she was sure that he 
would make Janice tell the truth. As she watched the 
grown-up, she saw his eyes moving over her face and 
body.

Peter saw that Nicole was finally paying attention to 
his eyes running down her body. He had been waiting for 
this recognition. He spoke again, "Where's my eye for 
an eye, Nikki? Your father raped or... at the very 
least, had sex with my daughter. Where's my eye for an 
eye?"

"But..." she was pleading, "but don't ya see? Sex... 
That's all it was, was sex. Not rape!"

"Sex with Janice, Nik. Your dad had sex with my 
daughter. What do I get?" As he asked this question, 
his eyes moved down to the youngster's light brown 
crossed legs.

A twinkling of an idea began to form. Nicole could not 
be sure but maybe, just maybe, she could make a deal. 
"But Mr. Bea, he shouldn'ta hafta go to jail. 
Maybe...well, equal doesn't mean for him to go to no 
jail... no sir! Equal would be like you, er, you do to 
him...his daughter, like he done did to yours," she 
said nervously, not knowing how the straight-laced man 
would react.

Peter's cock suddenly pushed up inside of his pants. 
His eyes focused on the youngster's face. She finally 
looked up from the floor and their eyes met and held. 
Both of their hearts were pounding fiercely; hers from 
apprehension and his because of his fear of the 
criminal nature of what he was thinking of doing.

After a long thirty seconds he responded, "Yeah, but I 
didn't do to his daughter and he did do to mine, so 
that ain't equal. Jail is justice!"

Now it was her turn to hesitate. She tried to formulate 
the words in her head before she spoke, "C-couldn't 
we...somehow...couldn't we make it equal...eye for an 
eye...d-daughter for a, er, daughter?" she asked as her 
eyes dropped nervously to the floor.

Peter's hard cock twitched in his pants. He had never 
had sex with a black girl and had always wanted to, and 
in the past year, he had found himself admiring young 
Nikki's body whenever no one was paying attention to 
him. Even though she was the same age as Janice, Nicole 
was so much more physically gifted. In addition, she 
had a beauty to rival a young Whitney Houston.

"I could talk to Janice, I guess," he offered.

The young girl jumped at the opening, "Oh please, Mr. 
Bea. Please?" she pleaded.

"And...?" he asked directly.

Nicole slowly sat back and brought her eyes up to meet 
his again, "W-whatever you... er... what... whatever!"

"Then close that door, Nikki," he said quietly.

She was alongside of it and reached over and closed it 
softly. He spoke again, "This is more than 'whatever', 
isn't it? Tell me what you want 'whatever' to mean. 
What do you think... why do you think I should not let 
your dad go to jail?"

Nicole was looking at him nervously, straight in the 
eyes, her tongue continuously licking to moisten her 
dry lips. "Er, what, well, er... he had your 
daughter... you have his?"

As Peter shifted in his seat, he felt the wetness in 
his pants. "Is that what you want Nikki?"

She was not a virgin anymore anyway, she thought. If 
this is what it is going to take to get her father out 
of jail, so be it. "Yes sir," she said softly.

He was hot for this kid. At this moment, he wanted her 
more than anyone that he had ever wanted. "An eye for 
an eye?" he asked.

Nicole nodded.

Peter deliberately waited and then said, "You know... 
Jan told me it was a lot more than just plain sex. She 
said that your father, er, made her do, er, other 
things too."

The child's eyes widened in suspicion, "Like what?"

"Well," he began, "She said that he forced his, er, 
thing into, er I'm not sure that you'll understand, 
Nik. But Janice said that your dad put his thing in 
every... orifice, er, hole...in her body. Like in her 
mouth...her butt...beside the, er, other."

The girl's whole body had tensed. She realized what he 
was saying. She had given head to her boyfriend Fred. 
As a matter of fact, she actually enjoyed doing it. If 
she had to it to Mr. Beadrum, that was acceptable. 
However, she had never allowed Fred to fuck her in her 
ass. Before she finally gave her 'cherry' to Fred, he 
had wanted to put it into her ass but she had 
vehemently refused. Now Jan's father was saying that he 
wanted to do it.

Peter remained quiet, watching the child and awaiting 
her reaction. It was not true that Janice had said she 
had done those things but Nicole wouldn't have any way 
of knowing that. However, he couldn't be sure that she 
fully understood what he had suggested.

After what was only a minute, but seemed like much 
longer, the young girl finally nodded her head gently 
as she whispered, "You'll make Jan tell the truth? That 
daddy didn't force her?" she asked.

Peter nodded, "I'll make sure that your father doesn't 
stay in jail," he agreed.

She looked him directly in the eyes and took a deep 
breath. Then as she let out her breath she whispered, 
"Okay!"

Peter felt his stomach flip and a skipped beat in his 
chest. He looked at the clock on his computer. It read 
4:17 PM. He instructed Nikki to open the door. As she 
stood to comply, he spoke softly, "How... when... how 
are you gonna... I mean when?" it was his turn to 
stammer now.

After she opened the door, she remained standing. "I'm, 
I been stayin' at my house alone since daddy's been in 
jail. Mama's been doing... well, she's either not home 
or too far out of it to know where I am."

"Could you... er... tonight?"

She smiled as if to answer affirmatively. Peter's mind 
was racing. How would he get away from his family 
without arousing suspicion? Where could he meet Nicole? 
Surely, he would not go into her neighborhood. 
Moreover, where would he take her? "Can you get to the 
mall tonight at 9?" he asked.

She nodded, "Yeah... yes sir."

"You know the CD store at the end?" he asked. When she 
nodded he continued, "Can you be around by the side at 
9?"

"Yeah, um hm," she replied.

"You sure of all of this?" he asked.

Again Nicole nodded affirmatively and asked, "You 
promise 'bout my dad, right?"

"You keep your end of the bargain... I'll keep mine. 
Okay?" Then he stood to indicate their meeting was 
over.

She whispered, "Okay," and turned to leave.

As she walked away, he let his eyes move over her butt 
as he thought to himself, 'I'm going to fuck that!' He 
felt a rush throughout his body.

After she left his office Peter reflected on what had 
transpired between him and young Nicole. He tried to 
come to grips with what was happening. He realized the 
craziness and dangers, but he ignored those realities. 
The thought of having sex with the young, black, 14-
year old beauty just clouded all rational thought. He 
called his home and spoke to his wife Martha, telling 
her that he had to make an emergency trip to the firm's 
upstate office and that he would not be home that 
night.

He left his office at 6:30 PM and made a special trip 
to the Drug Emporium. There he found what he knew he 
must have to help complete his plan. Next, he drove 
along the highway for about 20 minutes before he found 
a motel. He went inside and paid for a room and got his 
key. Next, he went out to a restaurant to dine alone.

***

It was 9:05 PM when Peter was pulling up at the side of 
the CD store. In the darkness, what stood out the most 
was the whiteness in her eyes and the beautiful teeth 
that nervously flashed a smile of recognition as he 
pulled the car alongside the curb. Nicole opened the 
door on the passenger side and sat inside, smiling at 
him.

"Hi, Mr. Bea." Nicole said softly. Although she was 
terribly frightened, she did not show her fears. She 
had fought with herself for hours. She had kept telling 
herself that she had to go through with it to save her 
father.

Not wanting to be noticed by anyone, Peter immediately 
pulled the car away from the curb and drove directly 
away from the area. When he reached the highway he 
began to talk to the child, "You're still sure Nikki, 
right?"

"Y-yeah, yes," she replied.

"You want... It's you, right? You want to do all this, 
right?"

"Yeah, I do," she lied.

He was then moving easily along the highway. He had 
maneuvered the car into the right lane and was now 
cruising along. It was at this point that Peter finally 
was able to turn and look at her. As he turned, he took 
a sudden intake of breath. In the few seconds that he 
was permitted to take his eyes off the road, his eyes 
moved from her face to her chest. 

The youngster was wearing a low cut blouse that clung 
to her, and he could see the child's budding flesh. She 
did not have a bra on. Then his eyes moved 
instinctively to her legs and it was at that point that 
his breath held. The hem of Nicole's skirt was at least 
six inches above her knees.

Peter's cock was as hard as a rock inside of his pants. 
He could not believe that this young black beauty was 
going to be his. "An eye for an eye," he whispered as 
he turned his view to the road. Nicole tensed at his 
words, realizing what the consequences were going to 
be.

Peter drove into the motel lot and pulled the car 
directly into the vicinity of his room number. It was 
dark and there was nobody walking around the area. 
"Here we are Nik, rre you still sure, hon?"

The youngster swallowed, then nodded gamely.

"Then let's go," he said as he got out of the car. She 
alighted from the other side as he came around the car 
and joined her. He took her hand in his and led her to 
the room. At the door, he inserted the key and had the 
youngster enter in front of him. Peter turned on the 
light and closed the door behind them. They both stood 
momentarily frozen on the spot. Their hearts were 
pounding and Nicole's legs were shaking. He gently took 
her by the elbow and led her to the bed.

They stood facing each other at the side of the bed and 
after a long moment he whispered, "Stay here a second, 
sweetie," he said as he moved away.

First, he turned on the lamp by the bed. There were 
different degrees of brightness and he switched it to 
its dimmest. Then he hurried back to the door and 
switched off the overhead light. Now the room was in 
semi-darkness. He walked back to the youngster. Once 
more, they faced each other. Peter looked down at the 
child's soft beauty and he could read the fear on her 
face and see her lips quivering.

He reached out and gently grabbed her shoulders. He 
could feel her trembling.

Nicole thought that Peter was going to kiss her, but he 
surprised her, as he turned her around facing the bed 
and stood behind the child. His eyes ran hungrily over 
her shapely body from behind, fascinated by her 
hourglass figure. Then he moved in closer, putting his 
hands on her waist and bringing his mouth to her neck. 
He kissed the child's flesh with his open mouth and she 
felt a chill pass through her body.

"Nikki baby," he whispered, "You're so hot!" His hands 
moved from her waist around to her front, as his 
throbbing prick pressed against her butt. His hands 
cupped her breasts and he immediately felt the nipples 
pressing firmly into his palms.

"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured.

Peter had been sure that she had not been wearing a bra 
and now that was confirmed. Her soft tits felt 
wonderful in his hands as he gently squeezed them. He 
continued to kiss her neck, his hot open mouth sucking 
and his tongue tasting the young flesh. The tightness 
in his cock was almost painful. He was on fire.

Nicole moaned at the pleasurable sensations that he was 
causing in her. As his lips tasted her neck, his hands 
moved from her mounds to the bottom of her blouse and 
began lifting it upward. She lifted her arms to allow 
him to take it up over her head and off her body. He 
tossed it aside and again bent and kissed her neck from 
behind, while at the same time his hands were moving 
quickly to the button and zipper at the side of her 
skirt.

Nicole's heart felt like it was going to come through 
her chest. She kept her eyes closed as Peter's mouth 
licked and kissed her neck and her legs became wobbly 
as he opened her skirt and allowed it to fall to the 
floor. Then he stepped back a foot or so and allowed 
his hungry eyes to feast upon the nearly completely 
naked brown body as she stood with her back to him.

"Take your shoes off and stay awhile," he joked.

Nicole automatically kicked off her shoes and the only 
clothing that was left on her was her panties. Peter 
eagerly pushed his hands inside the elastic and pushed 
the child's panties down her long legs. When they had 
reached down past her knees she worked them down to her 
ankles and kicked them off.

He straightened up and again stood behind, and admired, 
her hot looking body. Soon enough, he would be 
enthralled with her from the front. This would probably 
be the only time that he truly appreciated her from the 
rear, and since she was the first black that he ever 
saw naked, he wanted to appreciate every inch of this 
beauty.

His fingers automatically and hurriedly stripped his 
clothing away, dropping his jacket, shirt, pants and 
underwear by the shoes and socks that he had quickly 
removed. All the while his eyes feasted on the sight of 
the hourglass figure and the delicious looking brown 
skin on the perfectly rounded cheeks of her beautiful 
ass. 

His cock was twitching of its own accord. The girl was 
an absolute stunner. He wanted desperately to savor 
this beauty. He had secretly wanted her for a while now 
but had never admitted it to himself.

Peter moved closer to the child from behind, but 
instead of looking to ravage her immediately, he wanted 
to touch and feel her body. Nicole felt his naked body 
press against hers and she nervously tensed. Then he 
moved his hands so very slowly yet eagerly all over her 
body. First onto her waist, and then gently downward 
over her hips. 

Strange sensations began to course through her. His 
fingers gently grabbed the soft flesh of her buttocks, 
squeezing softly, savoring the touch. From her buttocks 
he rubbed back over her hips to her stomach, still 
rubbing gently. His mouth began to nuzzle her neck, 
shoulder and ear. The heat from the child's body had 
him inflamed.

Nicole was moaning from his manipulations. Both of them 
were breathing erratically as his hands moved up and 
covered the flesh of her twin mounds of tit-flesh. The 
lust that had built up in him was now at a point where 
nothing at all mattered but this child. From behind, he 
was pressed up tightly against her as his hands and 
fingers squeezed and released her breasts. The nipples 
were now rock hard and pushing into his palms. His 
mouth continued slobbering hotly on her young flesh.

"Mmmmmmmm!" he moaned into her neck as his crotch began 
pushing against her. He wanted to get his cock between 
her thighs. His hips were rotating and pushing into the 
young girl. She felt so exciting to him. She was his! 
He was going to fuck her!

Peter whispered in her ear, "Eye for an eye, hon?"

Nicole stiffened. She was brought back to reality with 
his words. She thought fleetingly of trying to back out 
but she told herself that this wasn't at all possible. 
"Yeah," she answered.

Suddenly Peter was giving her instructions. "Put 
yourself forward on the side of the bed Nikki. Leave 
your beautiful ass out for me. Okay?"

"I-I... I c-can't Mr. Bea... it's... please, not that," 
she heard him shuffling behind her.

He had bent down and picked up his jacket from the 
floor. From the inside pocket he withdrew his purchase 
from the Drug Emporium. A tube of K-Y Jelly. "Lay 
forward hon. It's okay, I got something so it won't 
hurt. Now lie down." As he spoke, he was pushing her 
gently so that she lowered her arms and belly onto the 
side of the bed. When she lowered herself she pulled a 
pillow over, to rest her face on, and her knees dangled 
almost to floor level.

Once Nicole was in that vulnerable position Peter stood 
up straight again, looking down at her; a feeling of 
total lust driving his actions. The sight of this 
gorgeous black child in such a submissive position was 
having a wild effect on him. He was speaking gently as 
his eyes looked wildly at the inviting cheeks.

"That's it Nikki, that's it baby. Stay... stay there 
hon," he was saying as he pushed the jelly from the 
tube onto his fingers. 

Suddenly he lowered himself to a kneeling position 
alongside of the child. His left hand placed the tube 
of K-Y on the floor and then moved back up slowly over 
the soft round flesh of Nicole's buttocks, rubbing 
tenderly until it reached the crack. Just as gently he 
pulled the crack apart and his completely lubricated 
fingers of his right hand moved to her tight, untouched 
ass hole. He slowly pushed his forefinger into her 
hole. Her whole body suddenly tensed and her abdominal 
muscles tightened. Her hands gripped at the bedspread.

"Relax... relax Nikki, it'll make it so much easier if 
you do," he urged. "I promise it... you need to relax 
hon, relax."

Nicole let out her breath, forcing her mind to relax 
her body. Peter suddenly found his forefinger moving 
all the way up into the child's tight hole. After a 
pause, he slowly eased his forefinger out. Then he 
gently pushed in his middle finger, as that finger was 
also loaded with K-Y. Again, she relaxed. 

The finger inside her felt funny but it was not 
hurting. Peter ever so gently moved it back and then 
pushed it back in. Out and in, out and in. While he was 
doing this with his right hand, his left hand left her 
crack temporarily and retrieved the K-Y from the floor 
and brought the open tube up to the child's ass.

While Peter's finger continued pushing in and out of 
the youngster's ass, he squeezed gobs of jelly within 
the crack, just above where his finger was penetrated. 
Then his fingers slipped out temporarily to get some 
more jelly. Soon he was loading up her anal canal with 
the K-Y.

Peter then moved his body behind the child. His cock 
was throbbing. He was more than ready to fuck her in 
the ass. He was frantic with lust. He hurriedly moved 
his crotch to her buttocks. His finger was still inside 
her well-greased hole. His free hand was again parting 
her crack as he pushed the head of his cock right 
alongside his penetrating finger.

Nicole's heart was pounding wildly now, knowing that 
she was about to be sodomized.

Peter's left hand held her crack apart. He pulled his 
finger from her hole and his right hand now opened her 
ass crack from the other side while his fingers guided 
his rock hard cock between his thumbs. Then he was 
against the hot greased tightness. Nicole tensed her 
whole body as she felt the head of his prick at the 
entrance of her asshole.

"Relax, baby. Relax," he was coaxing as he pushed into 
her.

"AAAHH!" she cried out as the head managed to make its 
way into her hole. 

Peter pulled his hands away from her as he laid his 
body on the child's back. Then his hands were reaching 
around and under her to cup her breasts, while at the 
same time he forced his cock deeper into her rebelling 
insides, "NO! Oh no... it h-hurts! Stop... oh please, 
please stop!" she pleaded.

Unfortunately for Nicole there was no stopping Peter 
now. In the past he had said things like wanting to 
'rip a new asshole out' for some girl or other, but now 
he was literally doing it, as his cock was stretching 
her insides to the point where she was bleeding from 
being ripped apart by him. She was burning with searing 
pain as he was fucking violently in and out of the 
child's ass.

His hands were roughly squeezing on her tits and 
nipples as he frantically pumped his body into hers. 
"Oh, what an ass baby, oh so good, oh, oh, oh, oh..." 
he was oh'ing with every forceful thrust, and with each 
push the child winced and yelped in pain.

"AAAAH AAAAH AAAAAH!" Nicole was crying hard. Her hands 
were grasping and pulling at the bedspread on either 
side of her body. She began garbling into the pillow 
and her teeth clenched tightly because of the wild 
burning pain. Her asshole felt like it was being ripped 
completely apart.

Peter began pounding even harder and faster into her 
ass. His cock was ready to burst inside her. Her tight 
channel was like a vice and he forced his cock to push 
all the way down. She was crying and babbling 
incoherently, begging desperately for him to stop. Her 
agony only inflamed his passions.

"OH! OH! OH BABY. I-I'm OH FUCK!" he cried out, as his 
cum began squirting inside of the child's rectum as he 
shoved forcefully with one last final thrust into her 
torn asshole.

Totally spent, Peter collapsed on her back. Nicole just 
lay there crying beneath him. When his cock finally 
shrunk and softened, he pulled it from her battered 
hole. "It's okay, Nikki. It's over now, hon. Get up on 
the bed all the way, sweetheart. Go ahead, hon," he 
instructed as he raised himself to a standing position.

Peter watched as she moved tentatively and gingerly up 
onto the bed. He heard her sobs as he walked away to 
the bathroom.

He had only intended to piss but when he closed the 
door behind him, he suddenly felt dirty for sticking 
his cock into a black girl's ass. He went into the 
shower to cleanse himself.

When he returned to the room, he walked back to the bed 
where Nicole was lying on her side, her back to him. 
She was still sobbing but her crying had ceased. She 
was lying on top of the bedspread and he was again 
treated to the sight of the child's naked black beauty 
from behind.

He sat down on the side of the bed. "You okay?" he 
asked.

Between sobs she answered, "Y-yeah... I-I'm o-okay."

Peter laid his body on his side and pulled hers back 
until she was lying on her back alongside of him. His 
eyes widened. This child was a knockdown gorgeous 
female. Her 14-year old body was already magnificent 
and went along perfectly with the Whitney Houston 
beauty face. He put his hand to her cheek to brush away 
a tear that seeped from her eye. The pain she had 
experienced was still evident by the pained look on her 
face.

Peter then moved his eyes down to the youngster's bare 
breasts, which already were the size of oranges. Her 
aureoles were pyramid-like, ending with protruding 
nipples. He moved his hand gently from her cheek to 
cover her breast furthest away from him. Nicole tensed 
momentarily, seemingly afraid of his touch and what he 
might do to her next. Then she relaxed slightly and he 
gently squeezed the child's soft flesh. Soon he felt 
stirrings in his loins again.

"Why did you hurt me, Mr. Bea?" she asked.

He moved his eyes upward to meet hers, "I'm sorry 
Nikki, I didn't... I didn't really think that it would 
hurt you so much. I didn't mean to hurt you, 
sweetheart."

"Yes you did!" she challenged, "You wanted to... I 
know."

Peter was slightly taken aback and then he remembered 
back. Suddenly he realized, what she was accusing him 
of, was probably true. Thinking back, he recalled that 
he had actually been enjoying her crying out in pain. 
Her cries had driven him to plow harder into the girl's 
ass. Now he was sorry, totally sorry. He looked at the 
14-year-old girl and wondered why he had done that in 
such a manner. She was so vulnerable and did not 
deserve his cruel treatment.

"I-I'm sorry," he said to the child in a barely audible 
whisper.

Nicole continued to lie there while his hand continued 
squeezing her breast. She hated him for what he did but 
there wasn't anything that she could do about it.

"No you're not Mr. Bea... you're not," she said.

The hurt in her young eyes was tearing at his 
conscience. She was right about him wanting to hurt her 
but she was wrong in thinking that he was not sorry, 
because he was. Totally sorry!

Peter kept massaging her breast. He leaned forward and 
allowed his lips to kiss the brown flesh of her other 
breast, the one nearest to him. This movement caused 
his cock to push against her bare hip, as their naked 
bodies came closer together. The warmth of Nicole's 
flesh was arousing him all over again. His lips gently 
kissed around the mound of her flesh.

"I'm sorry, Nikki baby... I am... really!" he murmured 
into her soft skin. He felt her hand move to the back 
of his neck. Her fingers teased at the nape and his 
arousal was becoming stronger.

"You're not Mr. Bea... you hurt me bad... I'm sore, 
really sore... you... I know you're not sorry," she 
declared.

By now, Peter was pressing his hardened cock into her 
hip and then pulling back. He was in a nearly full-
alert stage. His hand was squeezing with more tension 
while his face was moving harder into her breast. His 
cock was rock solid. Pleasurable sensations were 
beginning to build within him as his mouth then moved 
over the child's nipple. He eagerly parted his lips, 
opened his mouth and pushed it over her brown flesh, 
taking her tit deep within his sucking orifice. He was 
humming as he licked and sucked, while at the same time 
his cock was fucking into the child's hip.

Peter removed his hand from her breast and quickly 
moved it down her quivering body, down to the top part 
of the child's pussy's mound. Nicole's whole body 
tightened and she clamped her legs together. By this 
time, his mouth had again pulled off her tit and had 
begun licking and kissing at her under-mound and 
stomach.

"No Mr. Bea... no... No more. Please stop!" she said 
forcefully.

He continued kissing and licking her brown flesh. She 
tasted so good. He was trying to push his hand into her 
pussy but her thighs remained tightly pressed together.

"No, Mr. Bea, no... You're gonna hurt me again. No."

Peter pulled his mouth off the child's flesh only far 
enough to speak, "No Nikki I-I won't. It won't hurt 
this time, I promise."

"Please Mr. Bea don't! You said it wouldn't hurt before 
but it did. You wanted to hurt me." In spite of her 
words, sensations were starting to flash through her.

"I-I'm sorry Nikki... I didn't want to hurt you," he 
lied, "I'm sorry baby, I really am," he said into her 
belly and his tongue again licked at her vibrant flesh.

"I'm still sore... So sore..." she said verbally, but 
her body was betraying her by moving involuntarily 
under his lips and tongue.

"I'm sorry," he said as he continued kissing and 
touching the child. He sensed that her body was 
beginning to respond.

Suddenly she whispered, "Kiss me Mr. Bea... all 
over..."

As his lips and tongue, licking at her flesh, were now 
causing the youngster to become further aroused, her 
hand moved to the back of his head, "Kiss me...show me 
you didn't mean to hurt me... Kiss it and make it 
better..."

'My God', he thought, 'she wants me to kiss her black 
ass! For some unknown reason this thought inflamed his 
mind. His tongue licked more eagerly on the child's 
belly. Black belly. She tasted so good. The depravity 
of kissing the flesh and crack of a black ass now 
seemed to Peter like the most exciting thing that he 
could do. No one would ever know, and he would never 
have such an opportunity again. He now wanted to taste 
her completely.

"Turn over baby. Let Mr. Bea kiss it and make it 
better."

Nicole was surprised; she had not expected him to 
respond in this manner. She hesitated momentarily. She 
was still so sore but she wanted him to be humiliated 
for causing her this pain. He had no respect for her 
because she was black, she told herself. Let the 
motherfucker kiss her black ass.

Peter's hand was pulling at her to turn her body while 
his mouth continued licking and kissing her stomach. 
She turned her body over and he pulled away. He was 
really getting into this now. His excitement was 
building with the thought of what he was going to do. 
"Up on your hands and knees sweetheart. Show me your 
hurt. Mr. Bea'll take care of it."

Once she was fully on her stomach Nicole then lifted 
herself up so that once more her buttocks were raised 
for him to do whatever he wished. Peter quickly moved 
behind her, kneeling between her parted knees. He 
looked down at her brown ass. The flesh of her buttocks 
was again causing his temples to pulsate and his cock 
to throb. He was always a straight missionary type guy. 
And white girls only!

Now, new secret lustful desires had begun to consume 
his thoughts. He had never even eaten pussy before, but 
now he was not only going to do something ten times 
worse in his eyes, but he was going to do it to a 
black. He was going to put his tongue in an ass. With a 
child, no less! He should have been repulsed at what he 
was about to do but instead he found his heart pounding 
from anticipation.

Peter slowly moved his hands over Nicole's butt-flesh 
and his thumbs moved purposeful into her crack. The 
young girl's body became totally rigid and she gasped 
for air; then held her breath. Seeing her reaction, he 
was very conscious of how much the child was hurting.

"Easy, girl, easy... I'm not gonna hurt you this 
time... I'm going to make it better. I promise."

Peter's thumbs gently separated the crack. Nicole again 
clutched at the bed. She was still sore.

She heard him gasp. "Oh god, baby, I'm... I'm so 
sorry," he said. Peter's eyes were running over the 
girl's hole and surrounding crack. She was beet red 
from his earlier assault. He looked with fascination at 
the red stickiness, knowing that it was a mixture of 
his cum with her blood. He was now so consumed with 
depraved lust that he was tempted to stick his cock 
into her sore asshole once more. The flesh of her ass 
felt red-hot under his palms.

"K-kiss it and make it better," she whispered.

"I-I, er, can't... er, maybe..." The thought of tasting 
his own juices was frightening Peter, yet he was not 
pulling back. He felt a strange perversion within his 
thinking. He was telling himself that no one would 
know.

"Please Mr. Bea... You promised," she urged.

Peter moved his face down and tentatively began kissing 
and lightly licking at the flesh of the child's 
buttocks. Suddenly a moan was coming from within him 
and Nicole sensed that he was ready and willing to do 
anything.

"Make me better, Mr. Bea. Kiss it, make it better. Lick 
my nigger ass!" she demanded forcefully, wanting to 
humiliate him.

Peter was now beyond any rational thinking. He moved 
his mouth over the fleshy brown mounds of butt and 
inward to the crack of her ass. His thumbs parted the 
crack and finally his tongue pushed inside at her hole. 
His brain was now a sexual mishmash.

Peter's tongue tasted her aroma and it caused his cock 
to jump involuntarily. He was incoherently moaning into 
the child's asshole.

"Lick my nigger asshole. Love my black ass. Show me how 
much you love this nigger," she was murmuring as he 
continued.

Peter moved his tongue out of the hole. Then, wanting 
to taste her ass completely he moved his tongue down 
lower to lick and taste all of the juices that had 
seeped out of her. At the same time, he pushed his nose 
right into her sore asshole, breathing in the wonderful 
aromas associated with her recently fucked channel. 
Nicole also began moaning at the thought and feel at 
what this man was doing to her. His mind and body were 
in a state of total abandonment.

Then his tongue was back at her hole, tasting her 
delicious ass, mixed with his cum and her blood, and 
the bitter flavors within. He had never been so 
aroused. Nicole was pushing her ass back trying to get 
his tongue to go deeper into her asshole. She too was 
now wildly excited by what was happening.

Peter's hands began roaming over the child's ass, 
squeezing and rubbing, over to her hips, down the side 
of her legs to her knees, around to the inside and then 
slowly upward on her inner thighs and onto, but not 
into, her pussy. All the while, his tongue and nose 
were savoring the wild wonderful taste and smell of the 
child's asshole. Then his hands slipped back up to her 
buttocks and began the process all over again.

Nicole's moaning became continuous as her body betrayed 
her, and lust overtook her, too.

"Oh god. Mmmmmm, oh mmmmm, oh god!" she was saying as 
her hands twisted at the bedspread.

Suddenly Peter pulled back and away from her ass, 
"Turn, Nik, hurry. Hurry, baby," he was saying, while 
at the same time his hands were urging her body into a 
new position.

Peter stayed in place as Nicole quickly and eagerly 
maneuvered her body so that she turned and was lying on 
her back with him kneeling between her parted legs. He 
looked down into her face and was amazed to see that 
the earlier look of hurt had disappeared and was 
transformed into a look of wanton lust. The child was 
gone and in her place was a hot and wild woman. A woman 
in desperate need for fulfillment. Her lips were 
quivering.

As Peter looked down at her, he knew that at that 
moment he was totally in love with this child, who 
desired him as much as he desired her. Until now, he 
had never truly loved, but looking at this brown naked 
beauty awaiting him, Peter realized that he not only 
had to have her at this moment, but he was feeling an 
all consuming desire to totally possess the child.

His cock was at the labia, pushing gently. Nicole 
pulled her legs up and expertly wrapped them eagerly 
around his and clutched tightly. As he entered into 
her, his hands moved to the young girl's breasts and 
cupped them lovingly.

"Nnnnnngggggg!" he moaned through clenched teeth as 
Nicole moved her hips up to meet his, while her frantic 
hands went around his back and grabbed at him. Her 
pussy was acting like a suction. As his cock pushed 
inward, the child's pussy muscles were squeezing on his 
shaft and drawing him deeper into her womb.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!" she groaned as his full shaft was buried 
all the way inside her. Then she felt him slowly 
pulling back and the sensations running through her 
were mind altering. As he pushed down again her body 
automatically thrust upward, eagerly wanting to feel 
his full length inside her again. When he reached 
bottom again he forced his body to stay buried deep 
within the girl.

Nicole's legs and thighs suddenly began to tremble of 
their own volition. She desperately needed to be 
fulfilled. She reached up and hungrily pulled his face 
down to hers. Peter felt himself being drawn to her. 
His eyes were captivated by the child's beauty. Her 
lips were quivering. He was lost. He sunk his mouth and 
tongue into hers and they both began moaning into each 
other's mouths.

And then they were fucking in earnest. Both of them 
were moving their hips into each other in a desperate 
need to find release. Peter ripped his mouth from hers, 
"Ohhh, baby, baby, your cunt is... oh oh mmmm, you're 
sucking me into you... you're... SO goooood... 
mmmmmm..."

Nicole reached up and, with all of her strength, she 
pulled him back down, opening her mouth in a desperate 
bid to suck in his mouth and tongue. At the same time, 
she was bouncing up and down beneath him. Peter was 
fucking with a fury that he did not know he possessed.

"Fuck, oooo yeah fuck me, OH FUCK!" She was writhing 
and thrashing about. The spasms within her were 
building to a total climax.

Peter felt his cock sliding so smoothly and rapidly 
within her snapping slot. He was at the point of 
exploding, as he pounded in and out of the inflamed 
child. "Oh baby, I-I'm gonna... OHH here it COMES!" he 
cried.

As he pumped wildly, her thighs, legs, arms, and hands 
were clutching onto him, while at the same time her 
body was meeting thrust with desperate thrust.

"Nnnngggg!" Peter's hot cum began shooting into the 
young girl. His fingers were clutching hard on her 
breasts, hurting her, while her fingers and nails were 
digging through the flesh on his back. Her body's 
spasms had reached its final climax at the same time 
that he was squirting his cum into her.

Slowly they relaxed. Peter rested his sweaty panting 
body on hers and their labored breathing began to 
normalize. Finally, he rolled off the girl. As soon as 
he was off her, Nicole got up off the bed to go to the 
bathroom. She was now pleased with the way the night 
progressed. She was not too sore anymore and Janice's 
father turned out to be an exceptional lover. What 
other guy would do that thing to her ass, she asked 
herself? Nobody, she thought. Moreover, he could fuck 
as good as her boyfriend Dave.

By the time that she returned, Peter was lying naked on 
his back, sound asleep. She stood for a while looking 
down at him. Although he was not very muscular, he 
could be considered cute for his age. Nicole was 
fascinated that his cock had become so small. When it 
was hard it was as big as Dave's, but now that it was 
soft there was not any comparison. Her boyfriend's got 
soft also but his hardly shrank at all. Mr. Bea's 
almost disappeared.

Nicole was pleased with him. She knew that he had 
purposely hurt her but she also sensed that he was 
completely remorseful. Otherwise, she reasoned, he 
would not have put his tongue up her ass. In addition, 
even though she still had been hurting when he did 
that, Nicole still had found it to be tremendously 
exciting that he would do it. Not only that, she 
believed that he actually enjoyed it. 

She did not know why but his putting his tongue into 
her ass was for her a most exciting experience. Just 
thinking of what he did stirred up her insides. He had 
actually tasted his own juices from her asshole.

Standing there watching him, she was aware that she was 
again filled with his juices. It would be terribly 
exciting if she could make him taste himself from her 
again. Especially if she could watch. In addition, she 
owed him something, she thought to herself with some 
amusement. Surely, he would not get mad if she woke him 
so that she could complete her end of the bargain.

She climbed up on the bed. He did not stir. Then she 
moved her body, lying on her side, alongside of him, so 
that she was facing in the opposite direction than he 
was. Her face was down by his hips, facing his tiny 
prick. Her knees were bent and her crotch was by his 
shoulders. 

Nicole reached over her hand and lightly took the soft 
expended pecker between her thumb, forefinger, and 
middle finger. She squeezed gently and, receiving no 
immediate reaction, she squeezed the soft flesh again. 
Nothing. She allowed her hand to move from Peter's cock 
and went down and cupped his balls. Still no reaction. 
Then, with her hand still cupping his balls, Nicole 
opened her mouth and moved it on the flesh of his hip. 
Her tongue moved on his skin within her enclosed mouth.

She thought that she felt 'something' in his balls. She 
began kissing at his flesh, her mouth staying upon his 
hips and upper leg. Her little hand had begun a light 
squeezing routine on his testicles. She began to feel 
him tighten under her palm. Peter whispered his wife's 
name as his prick hardened. Suddenly his eyes popped 
open. His brain was immediately aware what was 
happening and with whom. His cock became completely 
rigid.

"Nikki?" he whispered as he turned his head. There, 
less than a foot away from him was the child's 
beautiful pussy. He allowed his eyes to absorb the 
black bush that was already in place on her young body.

She blew air on his skin, then licked and kissed. She 
did it again...and again! "Mmmm?" she answered.

"What... mmmm... what're you doing hon?" he asked.

She pulled her mouth from him, "I promised you," she 
said as her mouth went right back to working over the 
flesh with her kisses and tongue.

Quickly he reached a hand down and grabbed her head, 
then gently pulled her away from him.

"No baby... that's all right... You don't have to," he 
said.

Nicole raised herself onto an elbow and looked down the 
bed at him. Her tiny fingers were now squeezing ever so 
gently on the flesh of his shaft, which was once again 
at full size.

"It's okay, Mr. Bea... I... I wants to do it... I 
like... I love... I wants to please you," she said 
hesitantly.

Peter now turned onto his side facing her. Her cunt was 
right before his eyes and his cock was only inches from 
the child's face. Her hand remained squeezing easily on 
him and he felt the pressures beginning to build. The 
aroma from her pussy was permeating through his 
nostrils.

"Honey you, er, don-don't have to..." he said.

Squeeze. Squeeze.

"I wants to Mr. Bea. It's okay. You... licked me... you 
made me feel so good. I-I want my mowf to please you, 
like yours pleased me. Your mowf was sOO gooood!"

With that statement, she moved her face forward. 
Holding his shaft in her hand, she opened her mouth 
slightly and put the head of his cock on her lips. A 
drop of pre-cum came out of his pee-hole and she licked 
her tongue tantalizingly over it.

"Nnnnnnggggg!" he grunted.

Nicole then expertly moved her face forward, allowing 
the meat to slide into her waiting mouth. Again, he 
groaned. She pulled her lips upward and off him.

"I wanna please you like you did me, Mr. Bea. Your mowf 
was so good," she whispered while she moved her hips 
forward slightly and her mouth again encircled his 
throbbing prick. She felt his cock jerk upward inside 
of her mouth.

Once more, the youngster pushed a little bit toward 
him. Her young pussy was only two inches from his mouth 
and the smell was overwhelming his senses. Peter had 
never eaten pussy before. Up until today, he had found 
the smell repugnant. Now it was just the opposite. This 
sweet luscious odor was awesome to him and he wondered, 
'Did black pussy smell different? Was it because she 
was so young? Was it because she was just fucked?' He 
didn't know the answer nor did he care. He just had to 
bury his face inside her.

He reached out, putting one of his hands under her one 
hip and his other hand atop her other. He pulled the 
child's body over his, as he moved backward onto his 
back. Nicole did not allow his prick to come out of her 
mouth during this maneuver and she moved her hands down 
on his hips. Her thighs straddled his face. Peter felt 
the child's hot flesh pressing his cheeks as he gazed 
at her young pussy. He saw juices and knew that he had 
filled her up. He did not care that most of the juice 
belonged to him. He wanted to taste her. Her black 
cunt!

He pushed his face into her bush. Immediately his mouth 
opened upon the child's clitoris and began to eagerly 
suck at the tiny flesh. Nicole pushed her body down 
forcefully onto his mouth as a strong burst of pleasure 
shot through her. Peter felt the total juices on his 
chin and nose. The awesome pussy aroma was his only 
guide. It was all that he was living for now. He had to 
taste every droplet of liquid from her that he possibly 
could. His tongue flicked out. She groaned loudly on 
his cock and again she pushed her hips hard into his 
face.

Nicole's little lips were moving tightly upon his shaft 
as her mouth sucked on his cock; her tongue licking 
about, wherever possible. He thrust his hips upward as 
he felt the excitement building rapidly inside of him.

Peter had never experienced such a wild passionate girl 
before. Before today he had only heard of 69, but he 
now felt that no two people had ever enjoyed it as much 
as this. His nose had moved into her hole and when he 
drew in a deep breath Nicole's whole body shuddered and 
she began fucking down on his eager mouth. His tongue 
was busy lapping up his own cock's cum, mixed with her 
pussy flavor. His head was spinning at the pleasures 
that were overtaking his body.

Both of them were writhing about and clutching wildly 
at each other as their final climaxes were upon them. 
He felt his cock getting ready to explode into her 
bobbing mouth and he pushed his mouth tightly on her 
bouncing cunt. Then he was shooting his load into the 
child's waiting mouth and she kept swallowing the 
juices as his cock continued spurting. Her whole body 
was convulsing as volcanic eruptions began inside her. 
Peter's tongue was lapping furiously at her delicious 
hole.

Her mouth was filled with his cum and cock and he was 
fighting desperately to stay upon her wildly bucking 
pussy. They could not talk, yet continuous animal-like 
sounds were emanating from their throats as the final 
bursts of pleasure came.

Finally, they were sated.


CHAPTER TWO


As they drove away in the morning, he confirmed that he 
would keep his end of the bargain. He had never met or 
had anything as exciting as Nicole and he did not want 
to let it end.

"When will I see you again like last night?" he asked.

She weighed the question. Convinced that he would not 
renege on their deal she responded, "Never. Never again 
sir," she whispered.

"You... Nikki, we've got to hon!" he said, his voice 
almost in a panic, "I-I... we... I never had anyone as 
good as you. We're good together, We've got to see each 
other again."

"No," she said deliberately. "No more, Mr. Bea."

"But didn't you... wasn't... didn't you have a good 
time?"

She thought back a moment and then answered, "Yeah, I 
guess so, but no more. We can't do it no more."

His stomach had dropped. He drove along with his mind 
racing. This kid was great. He had to have her again. 
As they approached the town, he was in a near panic. He 
was afraid that he would never get a chance to have her 
again.

"Please," he whispered pleadingly to the girl. "Please 
Nik... you've got to..."

To which she replied, almost surly, "Why?"

Peter didn't really have an answer. Yet he had to 
pursue this, "I-I don't... Isn't... Can't I do 
something for you?"

Nicole was enjoying a sense of power over this honky. 
She didn't answer for at least a minute. The wait was 
antagonizing for him. Finally, she spoke in a near 
whisper, "How bad do you want me?" she asked.

"Nikki, at this point I think that I might even kill 
for you if you asked me," he confided.

A smile crossed her lips. After a long moment she said 
softly, "We'll see if you mean that."

Peter fell silent, not knowing what she meant but 
somehow sensing that she was truly considering what he 
had said. There was something about this kid that had 
just turned his whole life upside down. Indeed, if she 
told him that she wanted marriage he probably would 
have begun planning immediately on leaving Martha. He 
was somehow completely smitten by this child. She 
didn't say anything for about a half mile and then she 
finally said, "You can have me if..."

"If what?" he asked immediately.

She smiled to herself. She knew that he really had the 
'hots' for her. "Maybe I should have said you can have 
me after..." she teased.

His exasperation showed. "After what? Nikki, for 
cristsakes," he demanded.

Nicole took a deep breath and then watched his reaction 
as she said, "After you have Janice!"

He tensed and she saw him grip the steering wheel 
tightly. She could also see the confusion on his face, 
"What?! What the... what does that mean?" he asked.

"Jes what it says man," she said determinedly.

The car was approaching the drop off point, "I really 
want you Nikki... big time. But that's not an option. 
I'm gonna have to pass. I-I don't know what you're 
thinking... where you got such an idea... If... 
Couldn't you come up with something else?"

She shook her head and then responded, "It's no big 
deal, y'know. That's how I got the idea. It was Janice 
herself. When I ast my dad why he did what he did, he 
tole me a lot about them two. One of the things he tole 
me was that Janice's greatest... what's that word, 
fantasy? Well she tole dad that she always wanted you 
to rape her. She done tole him that she would never 
have ever taken up with him if you had done that to 
her."

Peter was in shock. He knew that what this child was 
telling him was what her father had told her, but he 
did not believe a word of the story. Janice had never 
given any indication that she had any inclination or 
had even known about sex until these last six months. 
Moreover, her obsession was obviously with Nicole's 
father. A few times Peter had happened upon his 
daughter when she was not fully dressed, and her total 
embarrassment was more than obvious. No, Peter thought, 
there was not any truth to the story.

He pulled the car up to the curb. They were in an 
unpopulated part of the town. No one was around.

"There's some things that I draw the line on, hon. I... 
don't... can't really believe all that. Even if Jan 
said that, I'm sure that there was no truth to the 
story. And, to be honest with you, even if the story 
was true I could never do something with my own 
daughter."

"Well, I guess," Nicole conceded, "but it would... 
could have been nice if you and I could have kep up, 
y'know? It would, could've made three of us happy. She 
really does want you, you wants me and I'ze... I wants 
you," she whispered.

"But why, if you feel that way, why can't we just see 
each other again?" he asked.

She looked hard into his eyes, "Because that's the only 
way I know you're not jes jivin' me. You do that... I 
know you want me."

She opened the door, getting ready to leave. Peter was 
feeling a sense of complete desperation. He sensed that 
there was nothing else that he could say.

"How would you know that I wasn't just lying to you if 
I tell you that I went to bed with Janice?" he asked.

Nicole was out of the car. She slammed the door and 
stuck her head back through the window. She smiled at 
him and whispered confidently, "I'd know!" then added, 
"Believe me, I'd know."

She turned and walked quickly down the street.

***

The following day Peter got nothing done in work. He 
kept remembering the wonderful sex from the day before 
and Nicole's disturbing challenge. At first, he 
dismissed the thought of having sex with Janice out of 
hand. The idea of having sex with his own daughter was 
against everything that he believed... but so was 
having sex with a minor. So was having sex with a 
black. So was eating pussy. For cristsakes, he even ate 
out the child's asshole. Needless to say, he had broken 
many taboos in just one day.

Peter had to admit that he did wonder how Janice 
enjoyed having sex when the story had come out about 
her and John. He had even pictured a big black cock 
inside of her, which was when he became totally enraged 
at Nicole's father.

Would sex with Janice be that awful? After all, she was 
growing up and starting to fill out. Goodness knows, 
she had a beautiful face. In addition, the child was 
experienced, and from her own account, she did enjoy 
herself with Nicole's father. When she first confessed 
to him, Janice told him that she had actually liked 
having sex.

All it would take would be one time in bed with his 
daughter and then Nicole would be his for the asking. 
Moreover, Janice really deserved some punishment. She 
more or less hinted that she would continue to have sex 
with John if Nicole's dad was not in jail. Indeed, 
Peter had forced her into being quiet as he pressed 
charges against the black man. If the truth were known, 
Janice had been pleading with her father on a daily 
basis to allow her to tell the truth to the police. 
Now, thanks to Nicole, Peter was going to let her. 
However, Janice did not know that, not yet anyway.

Suppose he made a deal with her? As devious and 
despicable as the thought was to him, if he went 
through with it, it could possibly solve all of his 
problems. Only one drawback would be that he would have 
to fuck his daughter. Sitting in his office, he closed 
his eyes a couple of times during the day, picturing 
his little girl naked. By 3:30 in the afternoon, he 
found himself getting hard thinking about her.

By the time that he got home, Peter had made his 
decision.

***

It was after 8 PM when the conversation again came 
around to the same subject. Peter's wife Martha was 
mostly quiet. She was allowing him to make any final 
decisions that related to this situation.

"It's not fair. He didn't rape me. You guys know that!" 
his daughter protested.

The nightly talks usually got to this point and Janice 
would usually burst out in tears and run up to her room 
crying. This night was no exception. The only 
difference was that this time Peter went upstairs after 
her. He knocked on her bedroom door and walked in. 
Janice was lying on her stomach crying. Her body was 
hanging over the side of the bed. Peter could not help 
but look at her legs. She turned and sat up.

Her father explained once more how wrong it was for her 
and John to have carried on. This night he changed his 
normal preaching to head the conversation to a 
different direction.

"Jan you have to understand. It's not right, baby, for 
a young girl like you to have a black cock shoved into 
her cunt!" His words had the effect that he had hoped. 
Her eyes widened in shock. She had never before heard 
her father speak like that. "I mean... Well... I know 
you say you love him, even though he's 20 years older 
than you, but... well you tell me... just between us, I 
won't tell your mom...did you actually like his cock in 
you?"

Janice had stopped crying by now, and she was sitting 
there speechless. How should she answer? At one time, 
she had told her father that she had enjoyed sex with 
John, but this was different. Her father was being 
downright mean. Was he going to drop another shoe?

She sensed that she better converse with him easily, 
"I... yeah dad I... I did!" she whispered.

"You... LIKE COCK?" he asked incredulously. Janice 
nodded. He waited and then said, "You didn't answer me. 
Tell me."

"Y-yeah," she whispered.

"Yeah what?" he asked.

"I do like it," she said, her voice barely audible.

"You like what?"

"What you said," she responded softly.

"Cock?" he asked.

She lowered her eyes and nodded.

"Tell me in English!" he demanded.

Janice looked up at him. She could not believe her 
father was making her say this. "I liked his... his 
cock, dad," she said.

"I like cock!" he corrected her.

Janice looked puzzled. She realized that that was what 
her father wanted her to say but she did not know why. 
She saw that he was waiting and she felt a tinge of 
fright.

"I like cock, dad," she responded.

"And if I were to let you go to the police and tell the 
truth then he gets your cunt again, hah?"

Janice stiffened. For the first time since John was 
arrested she felt that there was a small window of 
hope. This was the first sign that her father would 
allow her to tell the police what really happened. She 
did not even think about the vulgar terms that her 
father was now using with every sentence.

"No! No, I-I promise. Just let me tell the truth, 
please dad."

"And you won't give in to him again?"

She quickly spoke, "No, I won't daddy, I swear I 
won't," she would have promised him anything if she 
thought that her father would soften his position.

"But where will you get the cock you love so much?" he 
asked. By this point in the conversation, his own cock 
had hardened in his pants; just from talking to his 
daughter like this.

"I-I won't... Oh daddy, please. Let me tell!" she 
pleaded.

"But you're gonna need some cock baby, aren't you? You 
told me you love it. So you're gonna need it, right?"

Janice was shaking her head from side to side to 
indicate that he was wrong. Why was he torturing her, 
she wondered.

"And if I let you tell the truth, what do I get?" he 
asked.

"I promise I won't go with him if he gets out, dad. I 
promise!"

"But you'd owe me big time, Jan," he told her.

"Yes... I will. Please dad, let me tell?"

Peter deliberately waited for a minute while she sat 
watching him with apprehension.

"I'll see, baby. I'll see. I'll think about it for the 
next couple of days and I'll let you know."

Janice was excited. There was hope.

"But I gotta know where are you gonna get the cock you 
love?" he asked.

"I won't dad. I swear. I swear that I'll be good," she 
told him.

"But you love cock honey, right?" he asked. Janice was 
completely confused. She was afraid that he would 
change his mind.

Again, she began adamantly shaking her head from side 
to side, "No, no dad. I don't... really, I don't!"

Once more he waited a minute before responding, "Jan, 
you better make up your mind. I was going to think 
about letting you tell, but that was when you were 
being honest with me and told me that you liked cock. 
Are you now saying you don't?"

"Y-yes NO! No dad I... do, I do. I like cock. I do. I 
swear. Honest."

"And you want cock, don't you sweetheart?" he 
encouraged her.

"Yes, yes I do. I want it... cock. I want cock," she 
said.

Peter's cock was throbbing in his pants. "Whose cock, 
baby? Whose cock do you want? Don't tell me John's 
because that will make me mad. But we both know that 
you like cock and you have to have it, right? So if 
you're gonna have to have cock it has to be a cock that 
won't make me mad if you have it."

Janice's mind was racing between euphoria and 
depression. Peter was playing with her as a yo-yo, 
bringing her up and down. She was answering to please 
him. She did not have any idea how to answer her father 
now in a way that would not make him mad.

"Jan, I need you to tell me again that you want cock," 
he spoke gently.

She was almost in tears. Why wouldn't he stop?

"I told you... I... I want cock."

As she said this, something caught her eye. She 
suddenly looked down and saw that a tent had formed at 
the crotch of her father's pants. She was surprised, 
yet she realized that it was this talk that probably 
had gotten him that way.

"Tell me again, baby," he whispered.

Janice was about to automatically verbalize the same 
words when she suddenly understood where this was 
possibly heading. She raised her eyes to her father's 
face and saw that he was looking directly at her. Their 
eyes met and held. Janice caught her breath and Peter 
smiled. He was waiting. Looking directly into his eyes 
she whispered, almost hotly, "I want cock daddy."

Peter's cock twitched again in his pants. She saw it 
again; the same movement that had caught her eyes 
before. Her eyes fell purposely to his crotch.

"Whose cock, baby? Whose cock do you want?"

She now realized that his voice was strained. The young 
girl slowly raised her eyes again to his. Her heart was 
racing wildly. She had not planned for this 
conversation but now that they had gotten to this 
stage, she was sure that her father was now expecting 
an answer. Moreover, she thought that she knew the 
answer that he wanted to hear. If she guessed wrong 
then John would never get out of jail.

She took a deep breath and then responded in a whisper, 
"Yours dad", she said and when she saw the relief on 
his face, she knew that was the right answer. She 
continued, "I want your cock daddy!"

Janice watched her father's face transform from 
determination to lust. She was shocked, but for some 
unknown reason she was not repulsed by the thought of 
having sex with her father. She remembered the lie that 
she had told to John about wanting to be raped by her 
father. Now it looked like the lie was going to become 
a reality.

"Do you baby, are you sure?" he asked eagerly.

"Uh huh... yeah, I am!" she replied nervously.

"You really sure baby?"

Afraid to speak she nodded rapidly.

Peter could not believe how hot he had gotten from this 
conversation. If he thought he could pull it off 
without Martha becoming aware, he would have fucked his 
daughter right there on the spot.

"Do you want me to come back later?" he asked.

Janice hesitated, not completely sure what this was all 
about.

"And maybe you can help me make up my mind?" he asked 
boldly.

Once more, she nodded. Peter smiled down at her and 
turned. Once outside of her room, he rushed to the 
bathroom where he hurriedly dropped his pants and took 
his throbbing cock into his hand and masturbated to 
completion. 

When he returned downstairs Janice was already there.

"You're going to let her tell the police what really 
happened?" his wife asked.

His daughter was on the couch watching TV. She turned 
and looked at him. She was more animated now than she 
had been since the original incident. She was obviously 
excited.

"I-I'm thinking of it... yeah I think... I'm pretty 
sure that Monday we'll have her do it," he replied.

His wife seemed pleased by the news. She had quietly 
been hoping that this would happen. She did not think 
that it was right to let Nikki's dad go to jail, ever 
though he should not have taken advantage of her 
daughter. However, no matter how young and foolish 
Janice was, she still should have known better than to 
have sex with a man almost twice her age.


CHAPTER FOUR


It was after midnight when Peter finally felt 
comfortable, thinking that his wife was in a dead 
sleep. He had been lying in bed with her, fighting with 
himself for the past hour. He had actually made the 
decision not to follow through with his daughter. It 
was totally insane and against everything that he stood 
for, he told himself. He had been a real family man and 
now he would be tossing her life away if he did 
anything.

Yet, even as he lay making the decision his mind could 
not help but wander to the words as Janice spoke them, 
"I want cock!" Remembering her words now, his cock 
became hard again.

Finally unable to stand it any longer, Peter reversed 
the decision that he had made only shortly before. He 
slid off the bed. Wearing only his shorts, he walked 
out of the room and into the hall, making sure to close 
the door quietly but firmly behind him.

Barefooted, he moved over to his daughter's room. He 
reached out and grasped the doorknob. Janice heard the 
sound of the door-handle turning and her heart started 
racing. She had hoped that her father had not been 
serious. Yet, somehow, deep down, she knew that he was. 

She too had been awake during the past hour thinking of 
what was going to happen. She could not imagine having 
sex with her father, yet if that was what it was going 
to take to get John home, then she would do it. After 
all, she told herself, he was only a man.

The room was in almost total darkness. Janice had the 
lights turned off completely. The only illumination was 
from the moon shining through her window. If she didn't 
see her father, she thought, maybe she could imagine 
that it was someone else. She watched her father's 
shadow against the backdrop of the hall light and then 
watched the door closing behind him, plunging the room 
back to near-total darkness. As she heard him approach, 
she heard him whisper, "Jan?"

Janice's heart was pounding in her chest now. Her mouth 
was very dry and she was partially gasping for air. She 
could not believe that they were going to do this. She 
knew things like this happened in some families, but 
this was her father. They weren't white trash or 
anything. That's who did these kinds of things.

"Y-yeah," Janice's voice was barely audible as fear 
gripped her. She could hear him edging into the room. 
It was bad enough that she was going to do this, she 
told herself, but it would be monstrous if she let him 
undress her. Better to let him just put it in her and 
have his fun. Hopefully, she could shut the whole thing 
out of her mind. Summoning up all of her courage, she 
took a deep breath and quickly rid herself of her PJ's, 
so that by the time he was at the side of the bed she 
was naked.

Peter reached down and realized that his daughter was 
covered. He grabbed the edge of the blanket and lifted 
it. As he moved onto the bed, he pushed the blanket 
over and off the child's naked body. Janice was 
trembling. Then her father was lying on his side facing 
her and she was lying on her back, completely naked. 
His hand slowly reached over and gently felt his 
daughter's body and it quickly moved onto the tiny 
breast. Janice was frozen in fright. Peter could feel 
her body shaking.

"What's my baby like?" he whispered into her ear. His 
fingers and palms were roaming over her little mound of 
flesh and her wonderful nipple.

"C-cock... cock, daddy."

He could barely hear her, "And what's my baby want?" 
His hand was squeezing the tit gently.

"Cock... I-I want cock..."

"Whose cock, Jan? Tell me what you want hon." His 
tongue was flicking into his daughter's ear and she 
felt a thrill pass through her body and her excitement 
began building slowly. His cock was twitching against 
her bare hip as his mouth tasted the youthful flesh on 
her neck, cheek and ear.

"I... er... Y-your cock, daddy. I-I want your cock," 
she whispered.

Peter moved his hand off his daughter's tit and rubbed 
over her naked belly. He was fascinated at how hot her 
skin was under his palm.

She felt his fingers slowly moving into her pussy's 
mound area while at the same time she felt her father's 
mouth descend onto her chest. Janice felt his hot wet 
mouth envelop her breast and the sensations shocked 
her. She felt her excitement begin to increase tenfold 
and she parted her legs to allow his hand to move in to 
probe her pussy.

"Mmmmmmmm," she murmured.

As father and daughter allowed the pleasures to take 
effect, they became bolder. Janice put her hands on the 
back of her father's head to hold him while his mouth 
worked hungrily on her nipple and tit. He began sucking 
and licking more eagerly as her groaning and purring 
encouraged him. At the same time his fingers moved in 
the folds of her labia and began working down and 
around her clitoris, rubbing and gently squeezing, 
"Nnnnnnggggg!" she groaned as her pleasures increased.

Peter's cock was throbbing as his daughter's body began 
rolling from side to side. His hand and mouth were as 
exciting to her as John's was. Peter then pushed three 
fingers gently into her moistened twat. Janice bucked 
her hips upward.

"Ohhhhh mmmmmm daddy oh yeah... nice... Ooooo so 
nice..." she murmured as his fingers began pushing in 
and out of his child's hole. At the same time, he 
tenderly took her hardened tit nipple between his teeth 
and lightly bit down on it. Janice's fingers tightened 
on the back of his head. She no longer had any 
reservations about this. She wanted her father as badly 
as he wanted her now.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Sounds kept coming from deep within his 
throat as his tongue, lips and mouth worked in unison 
in exciting the child's vibrant body.

Peter was literally fucking his daughter with his 
fingers while her body writhed about under the 
pleasurable assault. She was bucking up and tossing 
from side to side, "Daddy... ooooo mmmmm... I... oh 
dad, I love you..."

Peter, too, was wild with passion for his teenage 
daughter. He was just as excited as Janice. Just as 
hot. Just as desperate for satisfaction. He moved his 
mouth from her breast and moved up to her face. At the 
same time, he took his fingers from her soaking pussy 
and pushed his shorts off his body.

He looked down into her sex-crazed face. In the 
darkness, he was able to make out her quivering lips 
and open mouth, which caused his cock to tighten even 
harder that it had been. He moved his naked body on top 
of his daughter and his legs settled between hers. His 
cock moved hurriedly to the lips of her pussy.

He looked deep into the hot passionate face and she 
hissed, "Hurry daddy please... I want it... I want 
cock!"

"Nnnnnnggggg!" he groaned and plunged his mouth down on 
hers while at the same time he pushed his cock into his 
daughter's waiting pussy. She raised her legs and he 
felt the young hot flesh wrap around him and tighten. 
Peter eagerly penetrated into his daughter; her mouth 
and her pussy. His tongue darted about inside her mouth 
while his massive hard-on moved into her waiting hole.

Janice's arms wrapped around his body as she bucked up 
and down wildly beneath him, feeling the pleasure 
churning inside her. Father and daughter were fucking 
in earnest. Peter felt the pressure building in his 
balls and realized that he would be cumming soon. 

He kept pumping into his child. Her hot super-hyper 
active body was driving him crazy. Their mouths 
continued sucking, biting, and tonguing at each other, 
and his hands had reached between their bodies to 
squeeze the soft tit flesh.

Peter felt the pressure increase in his loins. Suddenly 
he wanted to cum in her. He wanted to cum in his own 
daughter! Just that thought further inflamed his 
already out of control passions and he eagerly started 
pumping into her with wild abandon. In and out, in and 
out, faster and faster, harder and harder. His cum was 
surging up his prick.

If he came in her, he might impregnate her. YES! 
Suddenly that was what he wanted. He wanted all of his 
hot sticky cum in his daughter's cunt.

AND SO DID SHE!

As Peter furiously pumped in and out of the youngster 
and she reacted with a final animal lust; bucking, 
clutching, moaning, biting, and fucking back up to him 
with an utter lack of sensibility.

"I'm gonna cum baby!" he uttered into her mouth and 
those words only seemed to encourage her further. 

Her spasms increased and she held tightly. She heard 
him grunting as he began shooting his incestuous load 
deep into the depths of her pussy. As his first spurt 
shot deep into her, his whole body went totally rigid, 
embedding his cock deep into the child's body. Janice's 
fingers were clutching tightly on his back as blast 
after blast shot into her pulsating pussy. Each spurt 
increased the child's chances of getting pregnant from 
her father's loins.


CHAPTER FIVE


Suddenly the sounds of the doorbell rang out. In a 
panic, Peter pulled out of his daughter and hastily 
found his shorts, putting them on. He rushed out of the 
room and, after looking around nervously, he went to 
the door. He had been afraid that the bell would have 
woken Martha but apparently, she did not hear it behind 
her closed door.

When Peter opened the front door there were two police 
officers that greeted him, "Are you Peter Beadrum?" one 
asked.

Confused, he answered, "Yes. Yes I am."

"We need you to come with us to headquarters sir. 
There's a young girl in the hospital... a Nicole 
Lawson." When Peter nodded his acknowledgment the cop 
continued, "Apparently she's said some things that the 
detectives would like to ask you about."

"What's she doing in... the hospital? I, er, I don't 
understand."

"I'm not too familiar with what happened sir," said the 
same cop, "I heard that the kid almost bled to death. 
She had internal injuries or something."

"What happened?" Peter wanted to know.

"That's all I really know, sir. I'm sorry," he 
shrugged.

Peter was in a semi-sate of shock and relief. This all 
happened so fast and he had been so surprised by the 
bell ringing while he was still in his daughter that he 
didn't realize the implications.

"I'll get dressed and be right with you," he said.

By then Janice was standing nearby in her robe as Peter 
went into his room to change. Martha was still asleep. 
He decided not to wake her. He rushed back to the cops 
and muttered something to his daughter that he would be 
back in a couple of hours and then walked out to the 
police car with the cops. It was only when they were on 
their way to headquarters that Peter heard 'rectal 
bleeding and injuries'. Suddenly a fear overtook him.

***

In the morning, Peter was brought to a Municipal judge 
who held him over without bail and sent him to the 
County Jail to await his lawyer.

Apparently, Nicole had almost died and was still being 
monitored closely at the hospital. She told the cops 
that she received the injuries from Peter and she 
further told the authorities that he forced himself on 
her; forcefully sodomizing her.

By the time that all of the paperwork and the transfer 
to the County Jail had taken place, it was after 6 PM. 
He was placed in a two-bedded cell area. It was empty. 
All of the prisoners were eating dinner.

At about 7 PM, the prisoners filed back. The cell door 
opened and Peter's mouth dropped open. 6'4" 240 pound 
John Lawson was led in and the cell door slammed shut 
behind him, leaving just the two of them, standing face 
to face. The two men stared at each other. Well, the 
truth is John did not stare; in fact, he glared. His 
eyes were wild with rage as he looked at the frightened 
5'7" 160 pound Peter Beadrum.

"An eye for an eye!" The huge black man whispered and a 
sardonic smile crossed his face as he moved to his cot 
and lay down.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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