Jon Benet Ramsey
What Really Happened that Night
Chapter Four
Jon Benet lay under her brother, crying hysterically. Her father's attack
had hurt her, her mother's attack had disgusted her, but her brother's attack
had broken her.
Burke lay there, enjoying the afterglow of his first sexual experience. He
had always wondered what it was like to have sex, and now he was the first in
his class to know. Knowing it was his sister made it even better.
John and Patsy stood at the door. They had watched their son Burke fuck
their daughter with such fury. It reminded Patsy of the days when John had
fucked his daughter from his first marriage in front of her. She had been a
little whiner like Jon Benet too.
Jon Benet saw her parents through her tears and she cried even harder,
knowing that her sobs had no effect. They wouldn't be here unless they were
here to hurt her more.
Burke looked over at his parents, wondering what they could have planned
next. He was no longer a boy, he was now a man and he could look his father in
the eye like a man.
John now pulled his prick from Patsy's ass, and he slowly walked to the
bedside. He smiled at his son, then motioned him off the bed. He stared down at
pretty Jon Benet.
"It was for your own good," he said now. He pinched her nipple, bringing a
new scream from his daughter. "We'll keep doing it to you until you like it.
That's the way we did it with my other daughter."
Jon Benet now again screamed as John rolled on top of her, screamed when
she felt him suddenly and violently thrust his prick back in her bloody pussy,
screamed when he again started to fuck her.
Burke watched his father with admiration. He turned to his mother, ready
to fuck her, when both of them heard his father from Jon Benet's bed.
"Get over here!" he ordered.
John was tired of listening to the screaming and crying of Jon Benet, and
he had a plan to do something about it.
"Sit on her face and shut her up!" he ordered Patsy.
Patsy moaned in pleasure as she again sat down on the face of Jon Benet
and started to roll her hips on the crying girl.
"Fuck mom's ass," said John to Burke.
The boy had a wide smile on his face as he went to his mother's fleshy
ass, then thrust deep. It felt so good, so much better than Jon Benet's ass.
Jon Benet was caught in a human sandwich, with her mother sitting on her
face, and her father fucking her pussy. She tried to scream, to yell, to
protest, but there was no one to hear her.
Burke started to slowly fuck his own mother's ass. He watched as he slid
deep in her ass, the fleshy cheeks of her ass doing waves as he moved in and
out.
John was enjoying the pussy of his daughter, the sight of his wife as
their son fucked her ass, but he knew he would have to keep Jon Benet quiet for
a lot longer.
"Spread your pussy!" yelled John suddenly.
Patsy was surprised at the order, but she quickly did as he ordered. She
couldn't believe it when John now stood, pulling his prick out of Jon Benet. He
grabbed the struggling girl, then started to force her head down into his
wife's pussy.
Burke had pulled out of Patsy's ass, and he watched with horror as Jon
Benet's head started to disappear from sight. But his prick stayed hard.
Jon Benet kicked and struggled as she went in her mother's pussy, her head
returning from where it had come when she was born. She choked and coughed in
desperation.
John now settled the rest of Jon Benet's body back down on the bed, then
thrust his prick back inside Jon Benet's pussy.
"Get back in mom's ass," he ordered Burke.
Burke came to the bedside and thrust back in his mother's ass. He was
fascinated by the sight of his sister's ass inside his mother's pussy and he
wondered what it was like.
Jon Benet suddenly knew she was going to die. Her head was inside the
pussy of her mother, and neither her mother or her brother was standing up to
her father. All he wanted to do was fuck her.
John thrust down and in. He had an evil smile on his face as he stared
down at the sight of Jon Benet's blonde hair leaking out of Patsy's pussy. They
say silence is golden, and he now no longer had to listen to the crying of his
daughter.
Burke went faster and faster, watching his father fuck his mother. He felt
now that they were all united in their attack on his sister. While he was sorry
for what had happened, his own mind was filled with the thoughts of fucking his
other sister.
Jon Benet was choking to death. There was no air inside her mother's
pussy, and she knew it was her brother's prick she felt jabbing in the ass of
her mother.
John went faster and faster, his own mind filled with the same images that
his son had, of fucking his other daughter at the lake this coming summer. If
she didn't like it, well, that was going to be too bad.
Burke could feel his hips exploding, and he knew he was close. His mother
was moaning and gasping, both in the pleasure that she felt and the pain of her
daughter's being deep in her pussy.
Jon Benet felt the last of her air disappear and she gave barely a
struggle as she died in the pussy of her mother, the attacks of her father, her
mother, her brother the last that she would ever remember.
John felt his hips explode as he came and came and came, his jizz shooting
deep in the dead pussy of his daughter. He knew she was probably dead, but he
just didn't care. After all, she had served her [purpose which was to allow him
to fuck her. And she had been able to reunite him with his wife.
Burke came and came and came, feeling his own jizz join that of his
father. Knowing that his sister was dead made Burke sad, but his face
brightened with the thought of fucking his step sister in a few weeks.
Jon Benet's dead head dropped out of her mother as John pulled out of her
pussy. Every member of the family now scrambled to make it look like a crime
scene, the crime scene the police would eventually find. But now you know the
true story of how Jon Benet Ramsey died.