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Exvio
A Mini Novel
Jon Benet
What Really Happened
Chapter One
Jon Benet now settled down in her bed. She wore the new nightgown her
mother had given her, a babydoll one that clung to her. Being a child pageant
winner, she was always displaying herself.
John waited for his wife Patsy to fall asleep. He watched her take the
strong tranquilizer she always did at bedtime. He smiled, knowing he would
enjoy this evening.
Jon Benet had a smile of her own on her face. The Christmas party, seeing
all the family friends, getting all her gifts. It had all been such fun.
John soon heard snoring from his wife's side of the bed. He rose quietly
and quickly. He regretted having to make trips down the hall every night now,
the remorse less profound than two years ago, when he had started.
Jon Benet slept fitfully, dreaming of teddy bears, snow, and the family
vacation, which was just days away now. She missed her stepbrother and
stepbrother a lot.
John stood outside the door. He thought back to two years ago, when he had
first stuck his prick in the mouth of his then 4 year old daughter to try and
quiet her crying. It had felt so good.
Jon Benet was wriggling under the sheets. She was having a terrible
nightmare, and she was terrified. She stayed asleep, but she got more and more
scared.
John could feel his prick harden as he opened the door. He padded to the
bed of his daughter, staring down at the sleeping form of his pretty 6 year old
daughter.
Jon Benet was in the middle of a nightmare one minute, in the middle of a
real life nightmare the next as she woke, her father grabbing the back of her
head as he thrust his prick in her mouth.
John moaned in pleasure as his prick curved down the back of the throat of
his 6 year old daughter. Only when she again started to choke and gag did he
start to thrust in and out.
Jon Benet was resigned to this. It was happening almost every night now.
Her father would come in, he would make her suck his prick, he would feel a lot
of remorse and he would leave. Jon Benet was a smart 6 year old.
John was thrusting his prick in and out of the wet mouth under him. His
pretty 6 year old. Just seeing his prick in her mouth made him almost shoot
off. Such a pretty girl.
Jon Benet was crying as her father thrust his prick in and out of her
mouth. She had never been able to get used to having to do this, she had never
been able to tell her mother.
John went faster and faster. As he knew she would, he felt Jon Benet
started to suck on his prick. He was very big, and he had blocked her throat.
The blonde beauty didn't have a choice.
Jon Benet struggled with her father's prick. His grip on her head, on her
silky blonde hair, was tight. Every time she shook loose to be able to breathe,
his hard prick followed.
John quickened his stroke as he felt his prick explode. He knew he was
close. He couldn't take the pleasure very much longer. To do what he was doing
excited him so much.
Jon Benet was crying as her father thrust in and out of her mouth. He was
gripping her hair tighter, and he had her head pinned to the bed as he suddenly
came and came and came.
John shot all of his seed in the mouth of his pretty little daughter. He
felt so good, so powerful as he continued to thrust his prick in and out.
Jon Benet was surprised. Usually, her father softened, he almost cried and
left her room. Maybe because it was Christmas, maybe because of the alcohol he
had drunk earlier, he was staying hard.
John pulled his prick from the mouth of his daughter. He stared down into
her wide and crying eyes, and he got an evil glint. He slapped Jon Benet across
the face.
Jon Benet struggled with her father as he suddenly ripped her small
nightgown down and off, then slapped her father as he got into bed with her,
pinning her down to the bed.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," whispered John. "I think you're
ready for it."
"oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyy Goddddddddddd!" shrieked Jon Benet at the
top of her lungs. "Noooooooooooooooooo!"
John tried to thrust down and in the pussy of his young daughter, but she
was so young, so tight, so scared, he couldn't. He tried again and again and
again.
"Nooooooooooo!" shrieked Jon Benet as finally, on the ninth try, her
father, her own father, entered her pussy.
John just lay there for several moments, trying to get used to the
pressure of being in his 6 year old. Just her wriggling was exciting him almost
to his boiling point.
Jon Benet shrieked even louder when her father suddenly thrust even
harder, even deeper in her dry pussy. She could feel her hymen break, and the
blood begin.
John had never felt this good. He was deep in his own daughter, and as he
began to fuck the tiny six year old beauty queen, he used her blood to
lubricate him.
Jon Benet slapped her father as hard as she could. Her shrieks were loud,
and her crying was obvious. But all her father did was start to thrust even
deeper in her.
"Yeah, take it, you little slut," he whispered in her ear. "I fucked your
step sister just like this. All you sluts cry, but you like it. You know you
do."
Jon Benet was shaking and crying as her father fucked her. His revelation
that he had fucked his other daughter sickened her, and she again tried to
escape, only to desperately fail.
John went faster and faster, feeling the six year kick and struggle with
him as he fucked her harder and harder. He hadn't fucked a virgin in a long
time, and he had forgotten just how good it felt.
Jon Benet could feel the fight quickly draining out of her. She again
slapped her father, but he was becoming even harsher as he fucked down and in
her. The blood continued to gush from her pussy.
John smiled as he came and came and came, his jizz shooting deep in the
crying beauty queen, her blonde hair now frayed as she lay there crying. John
kissed Jon Benet.
Jon Benet felt the blood between her legs, felt her father sucking on her
nipples. How could he? How could he have fucked her? Jon Benet again kicked her
father.
John smiled as Jon Benet struggled.
"You want to fight?" he said, slapping his daughter. "Fight this!"
John turned Jon Benet over on her stomach. His prick hard, covered In his
daughter's blood, he tried to thrust into her six year old ass.
"Goddddddddddddd!" shrieked Jon Benet hysterically. "Nooooooooooooo!
Dadddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Pleassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Stopppppppppppp!"
Jon Benet again shrieked as her father tried to stroke down and in. She
could see he was struggling to enter her, and her shrieking and crying and
struggling helped her.
John turned Jon Benet and slapped her again and again. As she collapsed to
the bed, he again tried to thrust deep in her ass. It took almost a dozen
tries, but he suddenly was able to thrust into Jon Benet's small, ivory white
ass.
Jon Benet had thought losing her virginity was the most painful experience
of her life, but when her father thrust in her ass, she suddenly knew she was
wrong. This was much worse.
John now started to slowly thrust in and out of Jon Benet's ass. It was so
small, his daughter was so young, that every stroke seemed to hurt him as much
as it did her.
Jon Benet's blonde hair was flying everywhere as she struggled with the
most intense pain of her young life. Every breath was a struggle and she could
see stars.
"Yeah, that feels good," said John. "When I fucked your sister's ass,. She
fought me just like you. But the little survived."
Jon Benet struggled with the pain of her father fucking her 6 year old
ass, struggled with the image of him fucking her step sister, and she shrieked
in pain.
John's mind, filled with the images of fucking both his other daughter's
ass and fucking Jon Benet's ass, came and came and came, shooting his come
where he knew no man ever would. What he was doing was ruining his daughter for
other men. He didn't mind at all.
Jon Benet lay there, the pain forcing her to almost black out. The tears
continued, but she knew it was useless. Her father had attacked her, and she
hadn't been able to stop him.
Patsy stood at the door, fingering her pussy. She was happy that John had
finally fucked Jon Benet. She had known about his fucking of his other
daughter, and she now felt that, with the fucking of Jon Benet, some of her own
pressure was let up.
John heard the soft moans from the door. He was surprised to see Patsy,
surprised to see her finger herself, and turned on when she came in the door, a
soft look on her face.
Jon Benet heard the door. Instead of the shouting and screaming she
expected to hear from her mother, she was disgusted as her mother openly
fingered herself.
Patsy walked to John, then kissed him passionately. She smiled, then
patted him on his ass and he walked to the bathroom.
"I'll take care of this," she whispered as he disappeared into the
bathroom.
TJF 27
kaleena kiff still in the works....ure making me think about posting another
one of my ruff pedo stories