****** The Twin Mints by The Purvv ******
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The Twin Mints


The kids in the school referred to them as the 'Twin Mints'. Rhonda Wiener and
Jeanne Ferrante did everything together. In addition, the girls, who were the
best of friends, just happened to be the two most beautiful girls in the
school. Both stood at 5'4." Rhonda was a blonde whose 32 breasts were smaller
than her friend, but whose long legs and perfect ass made her just as
impressive as Jeanne. The latter was a brunette whose 34B breasts were the talk
of the school. What was most impressive about the young girls was their equally
beautiful good looks.

They lived only two blocks apart and for the past six years were practically
sisters. The 14 year old beauties spent every weeknight together at one or the
other's house and more often than not one of them would stay overnight at the
other's on a Friday or Saturday.

Rhonda's father Dick was a policeman who rotated shifts on a week to week
basis. Because her mother had passed on, when her father was working the 4-12
shift Rhonda would stay every night at her girlfriend's house until about 11 PM
when Mr. Ferrante would take her home.

Usually, when her dad was working the 8 AM to 4 PM or the midnight to 8 AM
shift then the house situation was reversed and Dick would take Jeanne home at
11 PM on those nights.

However, nothing was etched in stone and usually every month there were a few
exceptions to the rule. The girls would usually help each other with homework
and would practice their cheerleading routines. This Friday night was
different. Unbeknownst to their parents Jeanne was out on her first date. She
had gotten Rhonda to agree to tell the Ferrante's that they were they were
going to a movie. While Rhonda stayed home, Jeanne was out with Charlie
Fergusen, the school's number one quarterback and the most sought after 'hunk'
in the senior class.

Charlie knew that he was considered 'hot' and had already screwed his share of
the females in the school. He wanted Jeanne badly. She was the hottest thing
that he had ever seen in the four years at Green Kills High. During the past
two weeks he had really been coming on to her.

On this night Charlie had taken young Jeanne to Sean Eastman's party. Quite a
few of the other girls at the party were trying to lure him away from her but
he wouldn't leave her side. He wanted to show her that she was the 'only one'.
Charlie constantly kept his arm around her shoulder and a couple of times he
kissed her softly on the lips or neck, making her feel 'tingly' without forcing
himself on her and scaring her.

He kept offering the youngster a drink but she kept refusing. She was high
enough because of the attention that Charlie was devoting to her. Finally, at
about 10:15 PM, she broke down and had her first drink in her life; a
screwdriver that Charlie made sure was loaded up with vodka. As she drank, it
made her feel funny. As soon as she finished it at his urging Charlie was
pushing another into her hand.

He continued nuzzling her neck and occasionally gave her a light kiss on her
lips, which, by this second drink, were starting to feel somewhat numb. At
about 10:50 PM, as soon as she had finished that second powerful drink, he
said, "Let's get outta here, hon."

When they stepped outside in the cold December air Jeanne giggled. Her head
felt 'funny' and she was happy. Her jacket was opened but she didn't feel the
cold.

Charlie led her to his car and pulled away immediately after she sat and closed
the door. Harry's Lane here we come!, he thought. As he drove he continued
glancing over at her and he was excited. He could see that her eyes were glassy
and he could hear that her speech was slightly slurred. He kept looking at her
breasts and he felt hornier than he had ever felt. This kid was not only
beautiful but she also had a set of tits of such size and beauty that he had
only seen in much older girls in his senior class. He pulled into the usual
secluded spot and parked, leaving the car idling. As soon as he had parked
Charlie turned and reached out to her. Jeanne was excited. She moved over
toward him and his lips closed on hers. As he moved to her the floor shift kept
them from closing into each other completely. As his lips tenderly worked on
hers Jeanne felt a strangeness...a lightheadedness.

"This frigging thing's in the way, Jeannie. Can we sit in the back?" he asked
softly.

Jeanne nodded. She had never before been kissed by any boy and this was feeling
so good. And she was beginning to have some strong feelings toward Charlie. She
was thinking that maybe they were falling in love. She badly wanted to taste
his mouth much more than she had so far. She wanted to experience a 'real'
kiss...like she had always heard about.

Charlie was sitting in the back seat first and as she started to sit in with
him Charlie said, "You should take you jacket off babe. It's hot in here.
Aren't you hot?" he asked.

She nodded and quickly removed it. He was right. It was extremely hot inside
the car.

As soon as the young girl sat she moved her mouth onto his. Jeanne wanted to
taste his lips. Her hands went around Charlie's head and their lips eagerly
met. Suddenly she felt his mouth opening slightly under hers and his tongue was
pushing at her lips. He moved his hand around her shoulders. Her heart was
beating heavily. Until now she had only heard about French kissing. She opened
her mouth. Then the youngster gasped into his mouth as his tongue penetrated
into hers. She pulled his face closer and pushed her eager body into his. As
her breasts pushed into him Charlie moaned into her mouth. Suddenly she felt
his hands move from her back and slide to her front. Gently each one clasped
one of her breasts. Jeanne stiffened. Nobody had ever touched her like that.
She hurriedly grabbed down and clasped his hands. At the same time her mouth
fought to break away from his passionate kiss, but his mouth stayed glued to
hers as she tried to turn away. Her hands on his couldn't stop him from
squeezing her breasts. She was panicky as Charlie pushed her downward onto the
seat. Her face fought enough to pull away and cry out into his hot pursuing
mouth.

"Stop...no Charlie...stop...please stop please..." As his body lay on hers he
began grinding his hips into hers. Jeanne was thrashing about frantically
trying to push the football player off of her. This only seemed to excite him
more than he already was. Somehow he had managed to get his hands inside of the
young girl's blouse and under her bra. Jeanne panicked as she felt his fingers
on the flesh of her mounds.

Charlie's mouth kept glued to hers and she was then pushing at his chest
frantically trying to fight him off.

"NO!...No Charlie...NO, I SAID!"

She was twisting furiously under him, which was making him hotter. He was sure
that she really wanted it and was putting on the usual act. Then she felt him
pulling her slacks and panties off at the same time... "NOOOO!!! Charlie,
no..."

Jeanne began crying because of the helplessness of the situation. She didn't
want this, not like this. Her body was jerking about wildly; tears were running
down her cheeks.

Charlie felt that he had never had such a hot bitch like this. He knew that she
wanted him. She was as hot as he was, he thought. Holding her down firmly with
one hand, with the other he unbuckled his pants and pushed them down along with
his shorts to his knees.

"No...Oh no...Charlie please, don't...don't Charlie..." she was babbling
between sobs.

He had maneuvered himself between her legs. He was on fire. He felt his cock at
the entrance of her hole and he pushed.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Jeanne screamed out at the pain that was cursing through her.
He was going to rip this bitch apart. He thrust fiercely inside her tight pussy
channel breaking through the hymen. Jeanne let out a loud final gawdawful
scream, but no one could hear because of the remoteness and because the windows
were tightly shut.

And then Charlie was pumping his cock inside this beautiful young girl. The
police car pulled up behind them. Dick Wiener opened his door quietly. He
enjoyed catching lovers on Harry's Lane. Every once in a while he even got
lucky, and would catch them fucking. It was fun seeing their reaction. Often,
it would also turn him on. He hadn't had any pussy himself since his wife died
two year's ago and seeing others going at it excited him. That was, if he was
able to catch them in the act. He had to be devious. Leaving his radio car door
open he quietly got out and carefully moved to the side of the parked car up
ahead. The windows were somewhat fogged up but Dick was still able to see
inside.

Inside on the back seat were what looked like a couple of kids going at it hot
and heavy. The kid was pounding away into a hot little box that was thrashing
about wildly.

Dick leaned closer to the rear side window. Through the foggy glass he could
see the figures fucking passionately. As he watched Dick's cock in his pants
became hard as a rock. With his eyes hotly on the bucking bodies of the young
couple Dick moved his hand to his pants and squeezed his inflamed pecker. He
was wet inside.

Suddenly the girl in the car pulled her mouth away from the boy and looked at
the window toward the cop. Dick, wanting it to look like he had just arrived at
the scene, rapped on the window of the car with his baton as soon as he saw the
girl start to look to the window at him.

Both parties inside the automobile jumped and scrambled. Dick could make out
the movements of the two kids hurriedly and frantically putting their clothes
back in place.

He rapped on the window again.

It rolled open and he was confronted with a teenaged boy of about 18 who he
knew to be Lieutenant Recoppa's son.

"Y-y-yes officer...I...we..."

Dick looked past the boy. He was hoping to get a sneak peek at the pussy or a
tit of the young girl.

Suddenly he froze. He was shocked. His daughter's best friend was the owner of
that hot body that Dick had seen thrashing about wildly. Jeanne immediately
recognized Rhonda's dad, even before he recognized her. She was in a panic. Her
mind was thinking in broken pieces. If she told him about the rape would he or
anyone believe her? Charlie was the son of a police lieutenant and the star of
the football team. Even if she was believed then he would undoubtedly be
suspended and possibly arrested. Her mom and dad would find out that she had
lied to them.

And it may even make the papers.

And what if she wasn't believed?

Jeanne smiled bravely and softly whispered, "Hi Mr. Wiener." Dick was
dumbfounded. He smelled the liquor inside the car. "Are you okay, Jeanne?" he
asked stupidly.

"Uh huh...yeah." She lied.

After about 30 seconds of silence Dick spoke, "Get out of here, both of you,
right now. And go right home!" He was embarrassed for the girl, "And don't let
me catch you here again, understand?"

"Y-yes sir." Charlie was already scrambling to the front as Dick walked back to
his car. Before he could get in and close the door the young couple had pulled
away.

When Dick sat down in the car he realized that his underpants were soaking. He
was feeling guilty because he knew that the wetness had been caused by Jeanne's
young thrashing body.

As he pulled away and started driving around Dick tried to think about how he
should handle this. Should he tell Jeanne's parents? And what about his
daughter Rhonda?

He couldn't believe what he had just seen. Jeanne and his daughter formed what
he considered the two most beautiful innocent girls in the town. Now his bubble
had burst. He realized that he had seen Jeanne many times half-dressed at his
house and he had never given it a second thought. Sure, he realized, for such a
young girl she did indeed have a nice body, and she was beautiful. But she was
just a kid...like Rhonda...

He kept mentally visualizing the wild gyrations of Jeanne's body tossing about
under the Recoppa boy. And the wild look in her eyes when they had opened the
window. Dick has mistook her look of fear for wanton passion, much like Charlie
had.

Dick couldn't shake the image from his mind. He was riding around with his cock
in a continuous state of arousal from mentally picturing the young girl. He
could feel that his pants were soaked from the pre-cum that kept seeping out of
his cock.

As he drove around he began conjuring up a fantasy. Now that he knew that
Jeanne was putting out, his mental thoughts of her fucking made his mind begin
to think that maybe she would be receptive to him. Just as quick as the thought
came to him, Dick admonished himself. She was only 14, he told himself, and
judging by the blood that he had seen, it looked to him like tonight was
probably her first time. Obviously she wasn't a whore or school slut.

She probably had a crush on Lieutenant Recoppa's boy. After all, he was the
school's top 'jock'. Dick thought to himself that as much it was interesting
thinking of fucking little Jeannie he knew that his thinking wasn't realistic.
With her on his now active mind Dick now realized that he had indeed looked her
over in the past. He liked to think of himself as mentally mature but that kid
had a body that was impossible to ignore. Thinking back, Dick knew in his heart
that he had often ogled the youngster's body when no one was paying attention
to him. He knew that his own daughter Rhonda had a size 34 breast and Jeanne's
were obviously even more developed.

His mind wandered in its imagination. He began thinking that maybe he could
somehow blackmail the youngster into going to bed with him. That fantasy
snapped him back to reality.

My God, he was amazed at himself, What in Hell am I thinking? Don't even go
there Dickie boy. She's just a kid. Only 14. No older than Rhonda... As he
drove around further Dick began to remember that he had not paid attention
enough to the fact that his daughter and her friends were growing up. Rhonda
was 14 also now, and she too was maturing, just like Jeanne. And then
realization finally hit home for the policeman and his stomach dropped. If
Jeanne had gone 'all the way' then how far away was it before Rhonda might get
to that same point. Or, worse yet... had she already? For the rest of his tour
of duty Dick rode around in somewhat of a daze. He kept thinking of Rhonda and
how she had matured. He kept visualizing her firm tight breasts, her shapely
hips, her softly rounded buttocks and her gorgeous long legs. And all of that
belonged to a beautiful face, surrounded in long blonde hair, that could easily
compete with any actress or model. Until now Dick had never thought of how
sexually attractive that his daughter might be to the boys in her school.

Now that he was aware the thought was making him very uncomfortable. If Jeanne
was having sex then it was a good assumption that the boys in the school were
already on the make for Rhonda. Or worst... maybe they already... Dick
continued thinking about his daughter. At times his mind played tricks on him
by switching from a vision of Rhonda's body to a sudden picture of Jeanne's
thrashing body under the boy. These continued right up until the end of his
shift at midnight, and they continued to haunt all the way home. When he
finally entered his house Dick felt that he needed to have a drink to shake the
images that had been floating in his head. Finally, after two shots of bourbon
a couple of cans of beer Dick decided to call it a night.

Walking up the stairs he was still thinking of Rhonda. Now, instead of passing
by her bedroom door, he paused outside.

What am I doing? Why do I want to go in there?

He slowly opened the door and quietly walked in to the room. Focusing his eyes
in the semi-darkness caused by the dimness of the night light he saw that
Rhonda was in bed. As he slowly approached, he began to see that his daughter
was lying on her back and she had the covers thrown off of her body.

Dick's heart began pounding. He was deliberately quiet on the final step to the
side of her bed. His mind was jumping wildly now as he looked down in his own
confusion at his young daughter. Her beautiful face was surrounded by her
blonde crown of hair and with her eyes closed she had an Angelic look about
her. Rhonda was completely naked except for a pair of blue panties that clung
to her hips and crotch. Dick could feel his cock pushing tightly in his pants
as his eyes were captivated by her budding breasts which were moving gently up
and down under her easy breathing.

Then his eyes took in the wonderful length of her youthful body. He felt the
moisture of pre-cum as he fantasized with his eyes concentrating on the upper
area between her legs. Oh God, help me! He desperately wanted to push his face
in his daughter's young cunt. God, help me!

Not being able to control himself much longer Dick rushed out of her bedroom.
As soon as he was out of the room Rhonda's eyes popped open wide. Her little
heart was pounding. She had awoken as her father was looking at her and as soon
as she saw his eyes looking at her body she panicked and shut her eyes tight,
hoping that he didn't see her open them. She heard his deep breathing and
smelled the alcohol and she had been afraid because he was in her bedroom like
that.

Dick had rushed into his own bedroom, not bothering to close the door. He tore
off his clothes and quickly lay on his back on his bed. He took his throbbing
cock in his hand as his mind visualized Rhonda naked from the waste up in her
bed. And then as he began stroking himself he switched the picture in his mind
to little Jeannie, fucking wildly in the back seat of the car. Rhonda heard her
father moaning. Not recognizing the sound (she thought he was crying) and
knowing that he had been in her room, she suddenly came to the conclusion that
he must have been by her because he needed help. She jumped up, threw on her
robe, and rushed to his room.

She entered the doorway...and stopped...

The young girl was shocked. Her father had his cock in his hand, and he was
jerking up and down on it frantically. The 14 year old knew about such things
but never suspected her father of masturbating. As she watched he was furiously
pulling at himself and he continuously moaned.

Her eyes were riveted on his long cock. She had never seen one. She couldn't
imagine how a guy could get one of those into a girl. Then he was pulling even
harder as his moaning increased. Somehow Rhonda was feeling strange in her
crotch. She found herself getting excited looking at her dad's cock and she
tried to imagine how those things could get into a girl. He was pulling up and
down, up and down...and suddenly Rhonda saw white spurts of white liquid
shooting out of the end of his cock and falling all over his chest and stomach
as a steady grunt came from deep in his throat. As Rhonda watched in
fascination she saw her father's hips jerk a couple of times and instinctively
she knew that he was finishing. She quickly and silently retreated back to her
room where she threw off her robe and laid back on her bed, her chest pounding
wildly from the excitement. As she laid under the covers trying to calm down
the weird feelings in her crotch caused her to put her hand under her panties.
As soon as her trembling fingers reached her pussy her body jumped. She quickly
withdrew her hand and pushed her panties off of her hips, down her legs and off
of her ankles. Then her hand again sought the moistness of her agitated pussy.
She had finally seen a cock! The vision of it still in her head was stirring up
a passion within her.

Her fingers instinctively worked on her clitoris as she remembered her father
looking down at her. He had actually seen her bare chest and her naked body,
save for her panties. Could he have been in her room just for that purpose? She
wondered. That thought suddenly excited her as she rubbed her fingers in her
crack masturbating herself for the first time in her life. Could he have
actually gotten himself worked up by looking at her? Her finger moved into her
self-lubricated hole and began massaging within. Her hips were now moving
gently up and down and rolling from side to side and, as she was bringing
herself to a climax, she kept thinking of her father's cock. Her body was
writhing under her hand's assault.

Maybe her father wanted her? Her mom was gone for two years now. She was finger
fucking furiously and she kept picturing her father's cock and imagining it
inside of her. In me...in me...ooooo! Rhonda felt a spasm rack her body and her
thighs tightened around her hand as she moaned and pictured her father's cock.

Finally it was over. She relaxed. Rhonda's fantasy shocked her. This was some
night, she thought.

If only she knew how wild a night it was to those closest to her.

Jeanne didn't sleep most of the night.

She had been raped. She knew that no one would believe her, except probably her
parents, and they were the last ones that she wanted to know that anything
happened. And she didn't want to create any problems. Even the cops wouldn't
believe her. That was pretty obvious by the look on Mr. Wiener's face when he
caught them in the car. She could see by the look on his face that that
Rhonda's father believed that she was doing it by consent. And if he believed
that what chance would she have with the rest of the police when Charlie's
father himself was a police lieutenant? Jeanne didn't know whether or not to
tell her parents. She knew that it would break their hearts just knowing that
she had lost her virginity, willingly or not. If they found out about the rape
all Hell would break loose, she was sure. It would kill them.

She was sure that Mr. Wiener hadn't told her mom and dad yet. She just wasn't
sure if he was going to tell them.

Jeanne was in a frantic frame of mind. All she could think of doing was to ask
Rhonda if her father had told her anything and, if so, how much? And what was
he going to do, if anything?

It was 7:30 AM on Saturday morning. Rhonda was in the shower when the phone
rang.

"Hello?" Dick answered.

There was a deafening silence on the other end of the line.

"Hello?" He said again.

Again there was no response. Dick was about to hang up when he heard:

"Er,I...er, is, er Rhonda there?" Dick could barely hear the whisper.

"Jeanne?"

"Oh hi, Mr. Wiener. How, er, are you?" she spoke slightly louder now. "Okay,
hon," he responded, "She's in the shower, do you want me to tell her
something?"

"Er, no, that's okay, I...could you, er have her call me back...?" she said
quietly. Then realizing that her parents might be aroused by Rhonda's return
call Jeanne thought better of it and continued, ."..no...er, never mind. I'll,
er, call her back."

Dick could hear how nervous the young beauty was by the sound of her voice.

"Did you, er, tell your mom and dad, Jeanne?"

"NO!" she uttered in a loud frightened whisper, then a frantic desperate plea
came softly over the phone, "Pleeese...please Mr. Wiener...I...can-
can't...I...I...it would kill them. PLEASE!" She was pleading. A long pause at
his end and then finally he responded, "Are you staying the night here Jeanne?"
he asked, knowing that she usually did on Saturdays. "I...I...er, yeah, I, er,
think so. I haven't talked to Rhonda yet, but, er yeah, probably."

"Does she know about last night?"

"Er, no sir, I...I...if you..."

"No, I didn't tell her, hon."

There was a silence at her end.

"Er, Jeanne, are you afraid of me? Afraid of who I'll tell?" "I'm not sure.
Please don't Mr. Wiener. I promise I won't do anything like that again.
Please?"

Dick heard the shower water turning off and realized that this conversation
wouldn't be lasting much longer.

"I'm not sure what I'm going to do...I, er, should be reporting it and telling
your mom and pop. The only reason that I haven't so far is because it's you
that's involved, but I'm not sure."

He heard her sobbing on the other end and could tell the panic in the 14-year
old's voice.

"Listen Jeanne, calm down, hon. It's okay calm down. I'm not gonna do anything
yet. Maybe we can talk tonight."

"You...you're not go...going...to tell..."

"I don't know yet. We'll see. But stay calm. We'll talk later if you want."

"Rhonda?"

"I won't say anything to either Rhonda or your parents. It's our secret until
later. I have to decide what I think is best for you." "Who's on the phone?"
his daughter had just entered the room. "It's Jeanne, sweetheart, you got out
of the shower just in time. here." He said handing her the telephone.

As he walked out of the room he couldn't help but notice that he had a hard on
and there was another wetness in his shorts.

About 6 PM Jeanne was dropped off at the Wiener's house by her father. Rhonda
let her in the front door and they immediately went up to her room. At about 8:
30 PM the girls came back down to the living room to watch television. Dick was
already there.

As the night progressed he allowed his eyes to look at both of the girls.
Jeanne's breasts were magnificent for a 14-year old. She was wearing a low cut
blouse and whenever she bent forward Dick would catch the movement from the
corner of his eyes and would turn his face toward her to sneak a peek down her
blouse.

A couple of times he saw an ample amount of flesh and he became aroused.

He had a plan in his head now.

During one of the times that Jeanne was leaning forward and Rhonda was out of
the room, Dick turned his head and his eyes went looking down at the young
flesh under her blouse; this time making his ogling obvious. Suddenly while
still leaning forward Jeanne raised her head and looked up toward him. Her face
flushed as she saw him staring intently.

At first the young girl was shocked. She could not only tell where he was
looking but he made it seem that he wanted her to see him looking. No man had
ever seen her chest but her father. This was Rhonda's father. Never before had
he ever given any indication that he was looking at her in any way other than
as the father of her best friend.

She wanted to rise and pull the top of her blouse up. She didn't. She was
frozen in sudden awareness. This was the cop who saw her getting raped. He had
seen between the legs. Thinking back Jeanne remembered the look that had been
on his face at the time.

Her eyes stayed on his face. His eyes slowly moved from inside her blouse and
momentarily looked up into her eyes, watching him. They stared at each other,
and then his tongue licked out slowly across his lips and his eyes left hers
and returned to the secret flesh inside her blouse. His cock was rock hard now,
knowing that she was seeing him look at her. Finally, Rhonda came bouncing back
in the room and Jeanne quickly returned to an upright position.

About 10 PM his daughter left them alone again by going to the bathroom. "Mr.
Wiener...did you decide if you're going to tell???" she whispered, obviously
nervous.

"I,,,I'd like to talk to you about it." He responded softly.

"But...I don't...I don't want Rhonda to hear what..."

"Neither do I, hon." He continued talking softly.

'But...I...how...?"

"Maybe we can talk after she's asleep?" He held out an offer. At this point
Jeanne wasn't thinking just what this meant. She just knew that she didn't want
anyone, not even her best friend, to know what happened. "Okay!" she whispered
as Rhonda returned.

After 11 PM the girls went upstairs. As usual they went into the queen-sized
bed together.

While waiting for Rhonda to go to sleep Jeanne began thinking. She didn't set a
time or what room she was going to talk to Mr. Wiener. And she didn't know what
he had decided. She was hoping that he wasn't going to tell her parents.
Thinking back she remembered her episode in the car. She considered telling Mr.
Wiener the truth (that she had been raped) and maybe she could swear him to
secrecy. But she was pretty sure that he wouldn't believe it. He had seen her
clutching wildly at Charlie while he was raping her. She couldn't even explain
to herself why she had actually started to really enjoy the sex and why her
body had begun responding. But she did know that Mr. Wiener had seen that.
Remembering that, she was sure that she'd never be able to convince him that
she had been raped.

And then she remembered the wild thirsty look on Mr. Wiener's face when he
caught Charlie and her. She also remembered seeing that same look on his face
tonight...when he was looking down her blouse.

Jeanne tightened up. That's the answer! And then she tried to shake off the
thought. I can't...and besides...he's too old. And if I couldn't get him
interested I'd really be in trouble.

Yet his wife died a long time ago and he's human. Maybe she could get him
interested. After all, he did look at her. If she could pull it off then surely
he wouldn't tell about her and Charlie.

When Jeanne was sure that Rhonda was asleep she slipped off of the bed and, in
her baby doll PJs, she moved to the door quietly. She decided that she would
just plead with him.

Once she was outside she went to the head of the stairs and looked down. The
lights in the living room were out.

It was about 1 AM. Maybe he didn't want to wait for her. She was going back to
her bed when she thought of the possibility that he was still awake. She went
to his bedroom door.

She gently knocked.

"Yeah?" she heard him softly call out.

Nervously, she put her hand on the doorknob and turned the handle. Inside, the
light was on and Mr. Wiener was sitting up on the bed. His back was at the
backboard. His body was covered by a blanket up over his legs and hips. His
chest was bare as he wore no t-shirt.

"Mr. Wiener?" she hesitated.

He looked for at least 30 seconds at her and then said, "Come over here, hon,
if you wanna talk."

Dick's cock raised up to its full size as the young girl tentatively approached
him. He was as hard as he had ever been in his life. His chest was pounding as
he looked at her long naked body approaching. His eyes were jumping all over
her, from her beautiful face down to her bare feet, stopping at her chest,
which didn't reveal too much in the loose PJ tank top. As the young girl
reached the side of the bed he patted a spot by his side, and said, "Sit down,
hon."

She could see the lust in his eyes. All at once she wanted to run. But she
remembered her dilemma. She also remembered her earlier thought. Was it lust in
his eyes. Could she be sure?

Sitting down alongside of him she spoke, "Er, Mr. Wiener, I, er..."

"Dick." He smiled at her. "You can call me Dick, hon."

"I...I don't know. You're..."

"I'm Dick. If we're going to talk, it's Dick. Can you say that?" When she
nodded he said, "I like the name. Just like I like your name. I like Jeanne.
See I said it...I like Jeanne. Can you say my name and that you like it?" When
she nodded again, he added, "Go ahead." "I like Dick." The young girl
responded.

"Do you?" He asked.

She nodded.

"Tell me again. That sounded nice."

Jeanne was confused but she answered again, "I like Dick."

"Again. I ask...do you...like Dick?" He asked. Suddenly the little girl
stiffened. She was sitting alongside of him but not looking at him. She had
been keeping her gaze down toward her lap. She became totally silent.

Dick reached his hand up to Jeanne's chin and turned her face toward him.

Looking into her eyes he said, "Tell me you like Dick, hon."

"I..."

Jeanne's total fright overtook her thinking. She turned her head away from him,
stood up and ran from the room before he could respond. Dick was startled by
her reaction. He nervously replayed the events in his head and concluded that
he hadn't said anything that he couldn't justify if the young girl told anyone.

He had almost had her, he was convinced. He felt the wetness in his crotch.

Goddamn! Almost!

He assumed that Jeanne ran back into the room with Rhonda. Instead, she was
just outside of his door. She was ashamed and frightened. She now knew what it
was she was going to have to do to assure that Mr. Wiener wouldn't tell her
parents.. She now realized that as far as he was concerned that she was a slut
who fooled around. He probably thought that she frequently had sex in the back
seat of cars.

Tears began rolling down her cheeks. She had thought that he might come running
after her, but he didn't. She needed him, he didn't need her. Then the
youngster made her decision. Summoning up all of her courage she walked back
over to the bedroom door. She had left it open. She took a deep breath and
walked into the room.

When she entered she stopped. Mr. Wiener was now sitting on the side of the bed
where she had been sitting. Only now he wasn't covered and Jeanne saw that he
was completely naked.

When Dick saw her standing inside the room his cock, which had begun to soften,
immediately shot back up to its full erection.

Then she slowly approached him. He could see the nervousness in her moistened
eyes and saw her dampened cheeks from her recent tears. He saw her frightened
young eyes move down to his cock and again she stopped in her tracks. She had
the look of a caged animal now.

Dick wanted to jump off the side of the bed, move over to her, put her on the
floor and fuck her wildly. Sensing her fear he fought off the animalistic urge.
Instead he reached out an open hand as if he were inviting the child to join
him.

"C'mere Jeannie, let's talk." He said.

She was breathing hard and her chest was pounding as she began the final
approach to him. As she reached him she extended her hand to his outstretched
one. Clasping it gently Dick pulled the young girl closer to him. Then she was
between his legs, her knees pressing into the side of the bed. Dick looked into
the face of the frightened little girl. Her lips were quivering. Her legs were
trembling.

He put his free hand on her hips, resting just under the bottom of her open
tank top and over the upper part of her panties.

He moved his face forward, pulling hers toward his, and looking into her
frightened eyes he whispered at her lips, "I like Jeanne." Silently she
whispered back, "I...I like Dick." His lips brushed lightly against hers and
then he whispered into them again, "Do you like or want? Tell me honey."

His right hand moved up under the PJ top along the flesh of her side, up over
her quivering belly and finally right underneath her breast. Her eyes were wide
open. His fingers started petting the sensitive flesh.

Finally she got up the courage.

"I...I...I want...I want Dick!"

As the young girl uttered these fateful words Dick wrapped his hand around the
fleshy mound of this woman/child. A wild strange nice sensation in her caused
her to let out a small grunt..

Jeanne moved her little hand onto his shoulders and held onto him as his hand
squeezed, released...; squeezed, released...; while his thumb and forefinger
joined each other with her nipple between them. At the same time, when she
released his other hand Dick moved it around her and clasped her soft buttocks.
"Mmmmmmm." A sound emanated from the young girl's closed mouth and her fingers
tightened on his shoulders.

With his one hand playing with the wonderfully exciting flesh of her breast,
his other held her ass and drew her body even closer to him. His head moved
forward to her belly and her hands were also assisting in guiding him to her.
Then Dick's lips were on the child's belly. Jeanne gasped as she felt his hot
breath. She couldn't believe the sensations that were flowing through her body.
Her mind was bereft of any thought other than the moment. Dick felt the tender
belly quivering furiously under his probing mouth. His tongue was licking and
his mouth was sucking and kissing as he moved up to the flesh of her other
breast. The PJ top was on his head and rode upward with his movements.

Jeanne gasped again as she felt his mouth open up on her nipple and breast. As
he suckled, kissed and licked, his one hand was exciting her other breast while
his other kept rubbing and gently squeezing her buttocks. She was clutching to
his shoulders as his hand at her buttocks moved around to the front of the girl
and gently slid over her panties to the mound of her pussy.

The pleasurable sensations that his mouth was causing on her breast forced her
to react and to move her hands from his shoulders and rush to the back of his
head, holding him to her young excited flesh as he worked his oral magic.
Dick's hands again moved, one moving upward and the other downward and they
both ended on each of her hips at the top of the child's panties. And then his
thumbs were pulling at the elastic. As he was pushing down the panties his
mouth left her breast and moved downward over her pulsating belly, to her belly
button, where his expert tongue flicked in and around the little cavity.
Jeanne's passion was building quickly. She had never gotten hot like this
before. She wanted Dick to properly finish what Charlie had started. Almost
lost completely now to the moment Jeanne grabbed at the bottom of her tank top
and swiftly lifted it up off of her burning body and over her head. She tossed
the PJ top aside and stepped out of her panties simultaneously.

The child stood completely naked and was his to please and enjoy. Dick lowered
his mouth from her belly button, down over the delicious flesh of her lower
stomach and down to the top of her mound. The aroma of pussy was captivating.
His lips puckered and kissed lightly at the baby flesh. "Nnnnngggg." She
grunted as her hands pulled him tighter into her. Unlike any guy that he had
ever talked about sex with, Dick had never really eaten pussy. He had tried it
twice and both times he found the smell repulsive. Now it was just the
opposite. The wild aroma flowing up to his nostrils was causing a strong
compulsion within him now. He had to taste this young cunt. The smell, even
from the top of the mound, was unbelievable.

"On the bed baby...hurry..." His voice was beginning to sound desperate. He
pulled her gently onto the bed as he moved aside. Then Jeanne's young flesh lay
on her back before him. She was breathing extremely heavy. And then he swung
onto the bed and immediately knelt between the young girls outstretched legs,
which she instinctively opened wider. Her chest was pounding from the
excitement.

Kneeling there, body erect, Dick looked down at this luscious treasure. She lay
naked beneath him, her hands stretched out on the bed. Never in his wildest
dreams did he ever think that he would be lying in bed with a 14 year old girl.
Now that it had happened he was inflamed with the idea. The child looked so
innocent, so pure, and yet her face displayed a desperate passion. Her chest
was heaving from the deep breaths she was taking. Her hot looking mouth was
partially open. Her eyes had a wild animalistic look. Yet even with all of this
going on Dick could also see the frightened child. His cock was by her cunt and
he was fighting the terrible urge to put it into her. His mind was almost
benumbed from the memory of the aroma of her pussy that he had smelled. He knew
that had to go down on this child. As he knelt there his eyes moved from her
face and eagerly sought the beautiful flesh of her two full breasts. Because of
her frantic heavy breathing Jeanne's chest was heaving which made the
youngster's tits seem even more full. Dick placed a hand on each side of
Jeanne's hips. Her body felt red hot under his touch. He lowered his eyes,
going down over her belly to the joyous looking mound. Light curls of black
hair had already began to cover her cunt. Dick bent his body as his mouth
descended down toward the baby flesh of her stomach. At the same time his legs
slid downward; his knees heading down to the bottom of the bed.

He began kissing her stomach and it again began twitching beneath his mouth.

"Nnnngggggghhhh." She murmured.

As Dick's tongue flicked out and into the young girl's belly button he felt her
hands grab at the back of his neck and head.

She moaned softly as his tongue ran in circles and pushed in and out of her
belly hole.

Then his mouth began working lower. His lips were placing small kisses and his
tongue occasionally licked at her flesh. His hands slowly slid under her knees
and moved over the flesh of her outer thighs and clasped at her hips.
"Nnnn,mmmmmmm,ooooooo!" she uttered quietly.

Jeanne's body was tingling now from his oral ministrations. She clutched his
head tighter and began pushing at it, trying to move him harder into her. She
felt an enjoyable emptiness in her womb and she now wanted his mouth to go
lower. She wasn't even thinking anymore, she was just reacting. Her body was
working only on instinctive feelings.

Jeanne pushed harder on his head and her hips were stretching up to meet his
sucking kissing mouth.

Dick couldn't believe how excited he was from the aroma of this girl's pussy.
Never before had he smelled anything as wildly enticing. His mouth was
slobbering at the child's pussy lips.

Then his hands moved slowly from the outside of her hips along her legs and
slid underneath her legs to the inside of her trembling thighs. As his hot
mouth opened up to her clitoris, his hands pushed underneath her and grasped on
the soft flesh of the cheeks of her young ass.

"Ohhhhhh..." she moaned louder now as she felt his mouth consume her clit. As
his mouth began sucking the small piece of flesh his hands were pulling her
buttocks upward. Her body automatically reacted and her legs moved up and
tightened around his back. At the same time her hands were pushing his head
harder into her.

Neither one of them could get enough. Her hips were involuntarily moving up and
down and her legs were shaking as she dug her heels into the small of his back.
Dick passionately moved his mouth slightly lower. The aroma was so fantastic to
him that he desperately had to push his nose into the young girl's delicious
cunt. His nose sucked in a deep breath from within the wonderful pussy channel
and he felt her trembling legs squeezing around his ears.
"Ohhhhhh...gooood...oooooo..."

Jeanne's body was experiencing a tremendous spasm. She was clutching tightly at
his head and her body was fucking wildly at his mouth. His tongue was then
pushing rapidly in and out of her hole. Then it slowed and he licked within the
lips and returned to his in and out tongue-pushing into the wet hole. The
feelings flowing through the little girl were tremendous. One of his hands
opened the crack of her ass and she felt a finger from his other hand gently
enter into her tight ass hole. The finger moved into the bucking girl only up
to the middle joint so that it was only about an inch into the child. She
lurched her hips up violently as the feeling caused by his finger seemed to
increase her excitement.

"I'm...oooh,...I...it's so...so good...ooooooooo." Jeanne felt another,
stronger buildup of pleasure begin to build. Dick was fucking her hole with his
tongue while the aroma of cunt in his nostrils drove him deeper into ecstatic
frenzy.

Suddenly Dick felt an unstoppable expansion in his cock. He couldn't wait much
longer. He had to force himself out of the clutches of the frantic young girl.
He felt the pressure building and he wanted desperately to pour it all inside
of her.

Frantically he moved up on her young body. As his body was moving up Jeanne was
still involuntarily fucking under him as her cunt was searching for
fulfillment. His rock hard cock moved between her outstretched legs; at her
bucking pussy. Dick's hands went to her ears and his mouth moved onto hers.
Their lips opened and their tongues met. Jeanne felt the man's cock perched at
the outer lips of her pussy between her legs, which were trembling. She reached
down frantically with her hands to guide his cock to her awaiting hole. She
guided it in and wrapped her legs around him.

"Oooooooo, mmmmmmm!." Various moan-like sounds were escaping her mouth into his
as their lips and tongues sucked and licked wildly against each other. Both of
her hands moved to the back of his head as they both continued biting and
sucking on each other's mouth.

Her hot frantic body was again in full fucking motion as he sunk his cock
deeper into the hot little girl.

"Fuck me...please Mr. Wiener...OH FUCK MEEEEE!"

"Oh baby yeah, ooo, I'm gonna...ooo...cummmmmm" he cried. Dick felt his cock
reaching its exploding level as his body pushed wildly in and out of the child
who was now thrashing wildly under him. He was ramming fiercely into her hot
box.

"Fuck me, do it...please...ooohh, OOHHH!!!" she was crying out.

A final spasm overtook the young girl as she fucked with wild abandon. "I'm,
oooo, I'm cummm, ooo cummmmnnnggg...nnnngggg! Nnnnggg!!!" He felt himself
draining into her in great spurts, "NNNNNGGGGG!!!" Finally, they felt the
pressure ease and they both relaxed; pleasantly exhausted.

Dick stayed on top of the girl.

Jeanne felt totally fulfilled. Then she turned her head to the side. Suddenly
her body stiffened under him and she gasped, as if in shock. Dick quickly
turned his head, toward the door where Jeanne's eyes were focusing. He caught a
glimpse of his daughter's robe as it disappeared from view in a flash.

He turned his head back and looked down at the young girl's face. "Rhonda?" he
asked her. It was an unnecessary question because he already knew the answer.

Jeanne had a sad look in her eyes and on her face. She nodded to him. Dick
moved off of her and arose from the bed. He slowly pulled his shorts back on
and then picked up his discarded robe.

"You better stay here, hon," he said as he tied the belt of the robe around
him, "I'll go talk with her."

She moved her head up and down, signaling her understanding. Dick slowly moved
away from her and retreated from his room. Once outside he headed straight for
his daughter's. At her door he took a deep breath and then knocked.

Receiving no answer he opened the door. Rhonda was lying on her stomach on her
bed crying violently. As he listened to her sobs and watched her shoulders
jerking from the cries racking her body Dick sat slowly down onto the cushioned
chair. Thus began a long night of explaining and apologizing. His young
daughter was devastated. Her best friend and her father. How could they? Why
did they? He was more than twice her age. Between her sobs and questions and
accusations Dick gave a full and honest explanation. He felt that he owed her
that.

Seeing how hurt and upset his daughter was he knew that if he wanted her
forgiveness that he'd have to be completely open and honest. The thought
occurred to him that if he couldn't get through to her now that he may lose her
for good. She was that upset.

He explained to her how he had the normal urges that men his age have and
reasoned to her that it had been much worst for him than most as he hadn't had
any sex since his wife died. He told her how hard it is for a man to be
abstinent for over two years.

Rhonda was frightened and disgusted with what he was saying yet she was also
feeling a strange curiousity.

He told her of the many times in the past that he had caught young couples
having sex in their cars and how it had affected him. He explained to the
youngster how he had come home on those nights and masturbated. His body was
craving for sex and he had been trying to be faithful to her mother's memory.
Then he recounted the night that he caught Jeanne with Charlie Recoppa and
softly told her how his body had reacted upon seeing the couple having sex.
"God Rhonda it even got so bad that after catching them and..., er, well after
seeing Jeanne's body, I, er, not only, er masturbated and fantasized about her,
but because she was your friend I thought..."

He didn't finish the sentence yet Rhonda tensed anyway at the thought of what
her father might have been going to say.

Dick continued on through the night. Rhonda rationalized what her father had
been telling her. She reluctantly admitted that in a perverse way it all made
sense. Was it fair for her to expect him to go all through his life without a
woman? After all, he was a good looking man, single and was only 35 years old.
By 6 AM she had finally come to the conclusion that he had been entitled to
have sex. It must have been Hell on him to abstain for these last two years.
What she couldn't forgive was him having sex with her girlfriend. Like her,
Jeannie was only 14 years old. How could he have been so desperate? Rhonda
couldn't imagine what his frame of mind had been. She replayed his admission
that he had even looked in on and at her while she was sleeping. And what to
her was the most shocking thing of all was that he had actually fantasized and
masturbated with a vision of her in his mind. The youngster found this
frightening and repulsive yet, strangely, when he had told her she had felt a
tremendous rush of inner excitement. "Promise...no more with Jeannie...you
promise?" Dick agreed. Then she nodded her head as if she were accepting his
apology and explanation. Almost as a sign of her forgiveness she closed her
eyes and finally went to sleep.

Dick sighed in relief. He was sure that she would be okay now. He was so sorry
that he had hurt her.

When Rhonda awoke she found herself in a sweat. She had dreamt of her father
and mother screwing in the back of a police car. Only it was her mother's face
but Rhonda's body. And even though they were screwing and she was watching, it
was her vagina that was feeling her father's penis. Upon awakening she found
her hand inside her panties and at her pussy. She felt the wetness and the
pleasure that she was feeling. Apparently she had been playing with herself in
her sleep and that is what woke her.

Now fully awake, Rhonda closed her eyes and finished herself off. For the first
time in her life she could actually conjure up a picture of a cock as she
masturbated. She never was able to before because she had never actually seen
one. Now her finger became a cock...her father's cock. Oh Daddy I love you too
she thought as her body spasmed to completion.

When she had finished she lay back, feeling ashamed of herself for what she had
just envisioned.

As much as she fought against herself not to, Rhonda found herself masturbating
nightly while her fantasy of her father became more and more prominent. She
hated doing it but she found that she couldn't help herself. What was even
worse was she now kept continually replaying that night in her mind. She would
think of her father screwing Jeannie and of her conversation with him and would
find her thoughts becoming discombobulated.

In addition, Rhonda now began to feel strange when she was around her father,
knowing that he had confessed to having looked at her body in the past. She was
curious as to whether or not he still wanted to look at her, now that he had
finally had sex after two years. Maybe if she dressed a little sexy she could
tell if he had gotten over his voyeurism with her. If he had she wasn't sure if
that made her happy or not.

Dick began to notice that his daughter seemed to be wearing tighter jeans and
shorts. (The truth was that when she was home alone with him she would wear
those that she had outgrown but hadn't thrown away. She told herself that she
was doing this to make sure that he had gotten over looking at her in any way
other than normal.) He also began to notice a tightness in her blouses and he
couldn't help but notice that Rhonda always seemed to leave a second button
opened at the top, giving him a glimpse of the young flesh beneath.
Occasionally he felt a stirring in his pants and when that happened he always
left the room until he was sure that he was calm.

One day, about a month later, Rhonda was in the house with him. She was wearing
chartreuse shorts and a white blouse. Both the shorts and the blouse were the
smallest size that she owned.

Dick had just come home after working the day shift. He sat in his chair in the
living room and began to watch TV.

Rhonda sat directly across from him on the couch, but continuously had to get
up and to check on the food that was cooking in the kitchen. The first time
that she walked in front of her father his body stiffened. As she walked past
him Dick's eyes couldn't help but look at her shorts from the rear. They were
much tighter than any that he had seen on her yet and compared with some of the
hottest he had ever seen.

His eyes transfixed on his daughter's full lovely ass. He loved the roundness
and the compact fullness. He felt a stirring in his pants as his eyes locked
upon the 'wedgie' that was lodged there. The crack of her beautiful ass was
hiding a part of her shorts.

Dick thought of getting up and leaving but he didn't. When Rhonda returned he
watched her shorts approaching, his eyes attracted to the tight crotch area.
Rhonda saw where her father's eyes were. She had been waiting for this to
happen since that night so that she could chastise him. Instead, she said
nothing as she felt a warmth in her loins where he was staring. When Dick
realized that he was staring at his daughter's body, he tore his eyes away.

She walked passed him and went to the couch. He took a quick glance at her ass
from the rear and then quickly reverted his gaze back to the TV. After that
each time that she got up and walked by he tried to keep his eyes on the screen
but he couldn't avoid sneaking looks at her wonderful ass. Dick told himself
that he'd better go out of the house later to get away from her. These feelings
that he was having were no good.

When dinner was ready they both settled down on the kitchen chairs. Father and
daughter made small talk in between bites but Dick avoided looking directly at
her.

Finally after about five minutes he was able to look up at her as they talked.
Rhonda then lowered her eyes to her food. When she did that Dick's eyes
suddenly fell to the top of her blouse. She had the usual two buttons opened.
Recently Dick tried to not look at this for fear of how he'd react but tonight
he was losing the inner fight with himself. It was always tough but this was
worse than normal.

Her blouse was so tight that he not only could see the swollen mounds at the
top of her exciting young breasts, but there were also additional problems; the
biggest one being that because of the blouse's tautness, when she moved the
space opened between the third and fourth buttons, revealing proof positive
that his daughter wasn't wearing a bra. He could actually see some of the
mounds of the flesh of her young tits.

With his attention riveted on her chest his gaze strained to see in at her
breasts. His cock stirred some more. He couldn't believe the sight of Rhonda's
nipples pushing out into the blouse, trying to break through. When Dick raised
his eyes he found himself staring directly into hers. He was afraid of what her
reaction was going to be; she had caught him twice today looking at her body.

Her faced was flushed.

Oh my God, she thought, where is this going? This isn't him...it's me! She knew
that her father had been looking at her. And she now realized that she secretly
enjoyed that he did. She also realized that indeed, she had been hoping that he
would. She was feeling an exciting inner flush. She couldn't believe it but
there was no denying that she was now wet between the legs, and she knew that
the reason was because each time that she had caught her father looking at her
body today, she herself had gotten mentally confused and excited.

Dick tried to avoid looking at her chest. When next she talked he focused his
eyes directly on her face. But by now his imagination had become so active that
he was now distracted by the full head of blonde curls surrounding her
beautiful face. He looked at her full lips and again his eyes went to her
chest. And then back to her face.

Rhonda thought back to all that had happened in their lives. She thought of her
father's confession and his night in bed with Jeannie and she recalled his
confessed lust for her. Then she thought of her own sexual feelings and how she
thought of his cock while she masturbated.

Suddenly Rhonda heard her own voice and she was surprised, "Dad? I..." she was
looking him directly in the eye, "We...er, we don't have any choice...do we?"
Dick gulped. He stared at the youngster. He knew that if he went forward there
would be no turning back.

They both realized that their life had suddenly reached a crucial stage. She
was his daughter. He had watched her begin to grow into womanhood. She was a
beautiful young girl, for sure, but nonetheless she was still his flesh and
blood. If they went any further this would be incest. Yet, no matter what the
world thought he no longer was sure that that was a bad word. He thought of his
wife. Dick kind of thought that if she could see them now she would be at first
be violently opposed and protective of her baby girl. But he wasn't sure she's
continue that opposition if she was able to ponder the situation deeper.

The terrible pressure within his pants forced his final decision. Looking
directly into her frightened eyes he said solemnly, "No baby, we don't." He
stood and moved to her chair and looked down at her face. Rhonda's lips were
quivering and her legs and hands were trembling. He reached out a hand to her.
"I'm...I'm scared Dad." She whispered.

"I know sweetheart. But, it's what you wanted too, isn't it? You've been
wanting me to look at you, haven't you? That's why you've been dressing like
you've been dressing, hah?"

Rhonda nodded nervously and gave her father her hand. He drew her up to her
feet and they stood facing each other. Her legs were very unsteady. She was so
nervous that Dick knew she could change her mind at any time. "C-can we, er, go
to my room?" she asked.

"Lead the way, hon."

As she walked in front of her father, his eyes stayed on her beautiful ass. He
wanted to put his tongue in the crack! It was tortuously inviting in those
tight chartreuse shorts.

He followed her into her room. Once inside they stopped and again faced each
other. They both were tremendously nervous. Rhonda was so bad she wanted to run
away from him.

Dick looked down at her face. He could see the fright and he understood. Then
his gaze left her face and moved lower, looking at the nipples pressing into
her blouse.

"I love you baby." He whispered.

She swallowed hard. "I...love you too dad."

He slowly brought his hands upward and then, while staring into her eyes, his
hands enclosed on the mounds of his daughter's breasts. Rhonda moaned.

His hands began a gentle squeezing and releasing routine with her tits.

Her eyes closed.

His prick became totally erect.

Then she felt him open the highest unopened button on her blouse and then his
gentle hands moved underneath. As he cupped the young flesh Rhonda gasped. The
feeling of her father's hot hands on her was wonderfully thrilling. She was
looking up at him. Her quivering lips were parted, as if inviting him. He
accepted the invitation. He was now going to actually kiss his daughter as if
she were a woman. He lowered his mouth to hers and as soon as their lips met
she frantically sucked in.

As his hands held her young exciting tits, his thumbs and forefingers began
squeezing at her protruding nipples. Rhonda's mouth opened wider under his as
she again gasped. Her hands rapidly reached up behind his head and pulled him
tighter to her.

Dick's tongue suddenly slipped into his daughter's wet hot mouth and she pushed
her body into him. His rigid cock returned the pressure. As he pushed at her he
could feel that his pants were already wet.

"I want you dad...I want you." She spoke into his mouth as she felt hotter that
she had ever experienced.

Dick pulled his mouth away from his daughter's. Looking down into her
passionate face, he withdrew his hands from her breasts and his fingers went to
the unopened buttons of her blouse.

"I love you Daddy." She said softly.

His fingers quickly had the buttons undone and while still looking into her
eyes he pushed the blouse off of her shoulders, letting it fall. The sight of
her budding breasts made him suck in his breath. Although they weren't fully
grown there was already ample flesh to keep any tit man interested. And what
really got Dick's attention were the mature nipples. He had never seen such
protruding tips before, not even in the nude magazines that he occasionally
looked at. And the areolas were already bigger than the size of quarters. "I
love you too baby." Dick said. Stepping back he looked over her young body. "If
you're really sure about this then I think that you should be able to do the
rest."

Rhonda was still nervous but the passion running through her was controlling
her thoughts at this time. She nodded and her fingers went to her hot shorts.
She continued to hold his gaze.

As soon as Dick saw that his daughter was going to go through with it, he
quickly began taking off his own clothes. While stripping himself he watched
his daughter push her shorts and panties together down the length of her long
legs. When she straightened up his eyes frantically searched her whole body,
from her blonde head down to her feet and back up; stopping at the crossroads
where her legs met her body. The sight was awesome. And then he was down to his
shorts. Now it was Rhonda's turn to watch. Her eyes opened wide as he pushed
down and his manhood became free. She couldn't take her eyes away from it when
he stood up straight. This was the thing that she had seen moving in and out of
Jeannie. The thing that had captured her imagination for the past few weeks
every time that she played with herself. It was reacting to her looking at it,
jumping in its excitement. Father and daughter were now completely filled with
total lust. Dick stepped back to Rhonda. Face to face he took her hands in his
and led her backwards until the back of her legs were at the side of the bed.
He bent and kissed her lightly. Their lips were giving soft pecks to each
other. He pushed gently back and she lowered her buttocks onto the bed. Their
mouths kept working lightly together. Then his hands moved up to her shoulders
and pushed. She fell back onto her back, her legs still on the floor by the
side of the bed, with him standing between, and leaning forward. Then he
lowered himself down to a kneeling position between her spread legs.

For the first time since they begun he got a complete look of his baby's pussy.
He caught his breath at the sight. In his fantasies he had pictured her to be
covered with blonde hair. Instead, Dick was confronted with an almost totally
hairless cunt. The peach fuzz was so little and so light that it wasn't even
noticeable.

His hands reached out. They both gently cupped around the beautiful mound and
his thumbs moved to the pussy lips. Rhonda gasped at the touch. Her father then
moved his head lower and she suddenly felt his lips kissing her thigh, just
above her knee. Her chest was pounding fiercely. Dick began licking at the soft
flesh of her inner thigh. He could feel her legs trembling. He moved his mouth
slowly upward while his thumbs massaged around her excited clit. Her legs
parted wider and as his mouth continued working its wonders Rhonda
involuntarily lifted them over her father's shoulder. Her heels were pulling
his back toward her as her hips began gently pushing up and down. Dick's mouth
was sucking at the tender flesh at the same time that he was licking. His eyes
stayed open. He couldn't believe how beautiful a bare pussy could look. He
thumbs felt her moisture as he approached his goal. Finally his mouth was
there.

He placed his open lips on her outer lips. The contact was light but she felt
his lips and breath and a sensation moved through her as he kissed her.
"Mmmmmmm" she twisted and pushed down to him.

His thumbs opened the crack for his mouth. His tongue flicked out. Her thighs
tightened on his ears and she twisted again. Then he pressed his mouth into
her, opening up to suck in her clitoris. His lips sucked at the piece of
hardened flesh and she began to thrust up her cunt into his mouth.
"Nnnnnnggggooooooo..." Her passion was unbearable. "OooooDaaaaaad-mmm" As his
tongue began licking and working around her clit his hand moved. Suddenly the
middle finger of his left hand started probing at her asshole, pushing softly,
while the index finger of his right hand moved to her cunt hole, entering
gently and slowly about a half of inch. His mouth and tongue were now attacking
her pussy with a passion while his fingers worked in her tight holes. Rhonda
was bucking wildly now as her body was possessed with untamed lust. She was
moving as if she were being exorcised, fucking up to her father's mouth. She
felt a spasm build within her and reach a crescendo. Dick couldn't stop. The
aroma and taste of her cunt would have been enough to keep him there but his
daughter's wild movements had him out of his mind. He wanted her passion to not
stop. He continued working on the little girl with his mouth. Her passion was
reaching its greatest height. Her hips bucked and her thighs tightened as a
wave overtook her. Her lapped at her as his finger completed it's fuck.

Rhonda then relaxed. She felt her father push her legs from his shoulders and
then he stood up. When he was standing she looked over at his manhood. It's
head was totally moist.

"Move onto the bed, sweetheart." He said.

The 14 year old obeyed. Then she looked at his throbbing cock and as she saw
her father climbing up onto the bed toward her, she again became frightened.
She knew all about this part and she didn't look forward to it. As he was
moving to the center of the bed and maneuvering to a position in between her
legs, she looked into his face. She had never seen such a pure unadulterated
look of lust and passion or even imagined that anyone could possibly feel the
way her father looked.

She looked down at his cock as it was being placed between her legs and moved
into position at her pussy lips. She gasped at the size. It looked more
menacing than before. She also had a tremendous desire to feel it in her. She
sensed his tentativeness "It's okay, Dad. I want to. I....I love you Dad." He
looked down at the bald mound. The sight of it with his cock poised below at
his child's cunt hole caused a final rush to his brain. He moved his body on
top of his little girl at the same time that his cock pushed in through the
lips of her cunt and slowly moved into the moist hole. "Nnnnnnnnnnnggggggg." An
involuntary sound emanated from his throat as her legs widened and raised at
the knees.

Then their faces were looking directly into each other. Passion consumed both.
Pushing his cock gently into her he lowered his mouth on hers. Their open
mouths mashed desperately against each other and their tongues fought a duel.
He cock reached a snag and her body tensed. She grunted into his mouth as she
felt a short sharp pain. However, she kept her mouth working into his. She was
determined to have her father so hot that he wouldn't be able to pull out. Dick
could no longer control himself. He thrust hard. Rhonda knew that the pain was
coming but she wasn't prepared for just how much burning and tearing would take
place. She screamed.

"OwAAHHHHHowwwww...ooooooohhhhh!"

She felt the shaft of her father's cock penetrating deep into her virginal
pussy. Her eyes shut tight as the pain shot through her. He began pushing
himself in and out of her cunt fiercely. He lost all conscience. He could only
think of self satisfaction. He was fucking this tight pussy and he wanted to
make it respond.

She was moving up and down to satisfy him. She was feeling both this terrible
pain and at the same time she felt herself stirring within. Mouths mashing
together, sucking on each other's tongues, hips pushing against each other,
they continued fucking desperately. Her arms were around his back and her nails
were digging fiercely into his skin. "OHHHHH baby, I'm...Oh, oooh" He was
pushing with all of his power.

"Ahh, ahhhhhh, Daddy, ooo Daddddddy"

The total incestuous scene was at the apex. Father and daughter were fucking
each other and climaxing at the same time. She wrapped her legs tightly around
him as she fucked up to him.

"I'm cumming baby...I...better st-op"

She clutched him tighter. As tight as she desperately could as she worked up to
him. A tremendous spasm was upon her.

"Okay .... It's okay Dad.....OHHHH Dad...OOOHHHH, do it, in me....do it..OOOH!"
He was beyond control. He pounded forcefully into her as he felt the explosion
begin to erupt from his cock into his daughter. He no longer wanted to stop. He
wanted to shoot every drop into her.

"I'm cummmmmmmmmm, OOOOOOHHHH!" he was shooting into her now. Her pussy was
squeezing at his cock, almost drawing out the final drops. And then they were
all spent.

The following day Dick heard a message on the answering machine that Lieutenant
Recoppa wanted to see him right away at headquarters.

Two days later the headline of the Green Kills Daily was

POLICEMAN HANGS SELF IN GARAGE

Found by daughter

Neighbors shocked

Described as good family man.