Unknown - Southern tramp

"What the hell is going on here?" Rhett Wilkerson roared in a voice like thunder, his dark eyes crackling with shocked rage.

If Brutus hadn't been a strong young buck, there is little doubt that he would have had a heart attack and died right away then and there. As it was, his eyes snapped open, sparkling with pure terror, and he leaped back violently. His throbbing cock sluiced out of Melanie's mouth, still squirting thick, pungent jets of white cream. His wasted seed hurtled in the air and splashed onto the floor as the hulking black stud staggered back in blind terror, not knowing what to do.

Melanie turned her startled blue eves toward her father, her moist ruby red lips dripping with a strand of man juice, her nipples ripe and erect.

Through the veil of rage which obscured his vision and thoughts, Rhett could not shake a very definite surge of desire which cut through his lusty loins.

"I said, what the tarnation is going on here?" Rhett roared again, his angry eyes darting from Melanie to Brutus.

The blonde slut got to her feet and smiled coolly at her father, making no effort to cover her luscious, womanly body.

"Now, Daddy, you know very well what was going on here, since you barged in so rudely without bothering to knock. I was giving Brutus a blow job, that's all. It's nothing to get excited about."

"Nothing to get excited about!" Rhett shouted, trembling with rage, "My own daughter wrapping her mouth like a filthy whore around some goddamn nigger and then telling me it's nothing to be excited about!?" He was so mad saliva frothed from the corners of his mouth.

Melanie turned to Brutus and said calmly, "I think you'd better go, Brutus. My father and I would like to be alone for a while."

The black stud grabbed his pants and, shivering like a leaf, sprinted from the room stark naked. He didn't start to get dressed till he was half way down the stairs. And within half an hour, he had vanished completely. He never was seen in those parts again from that day on…

"Young lady," Rhett said through clenched teeth, "I have a good mind to horse whip you and then kick you off my property for good!"

Melanie pouted and said very petulantly, "Now, Daddy, don't be silly! You know what that would do to your chances of being Governor. Can't you see the headlines? 'Prospective Governor Throws Sixteen Year Old Daughter Out!' It wouldn't look good at all."

Rhett narrowed his eyes and looked at her through the haze of anger that made him shake. He felt a sudden urge to guffaw. Hell, she was a chip off the old block all right! The little bitch knew exactly how to manipulate him. She was right, of course. He couldn't risk a scandal at this stage in the game.

He was also becoming more and more acutely aware of her naked body, which Melanie made no attempt to hide from him. His eyes raked over her large, jutting breasts, capped with strawberry-hued nipples, and shot down to the lambent 'V' of golden pubic hairs that lightly covered her pouting mons. He felt lust begin to knot in his belly.

And Melanie quickly recognized the look in his eyes. She smiled up at him voluptuously, her heart beginning to hammer in excitement.

Her own father was getting turned on by her! The big, virile man who had always made her quiver with excitement when he hugged her to his brawny, masculine body. It was almost too good to be true!

"Daddy," she said sweetly, "I know you don't hold with black people and white people having sex with each other. At least, that's what you're always saying. But I know you fuck Dahlia all the time, so that seems a bit hypocritical to me! I like to have sex, and I'm so lonely here all the time, that sometimes I just don't know what to do!"

Rhett stared at her with smoldering eyes, and a savage grin suddenly played across his features.

"Well, honey, I ought to beat the shit out of you for this," he growled, "But I think I'll mingle punishment with pleasure and fuck the shit out of you instead!!"

He yanked at his tie, loosening it, and quickly began to unbutton his shirt. Melanie whimpered in delight, perching on the edge of her bed and spreading her legs as she watched her big burly father rapidly strip to the skin in front of her.

She gaped at his powerfully muscled body, his torso covered with a heavy mat of thick, dark brown hair. From between his legs rose a mighty ten inch pecker, about the same size as Jarvis', thick and heavy with an angry reddish knob. He was panting with lust, and she could tell that he was going to subject her to a long and grueling fuck session, one she was not likely to forget for a long time…

Rhett strode forward, his bulging pecker waving in front of him like a flag pole. He stopped directly in front of Melanie and she stared greedily at the bulbous knob that wobbled before her eyes, glistening with a drop of pre-come.

Rhett reached down and gripped a hold of his daughter's silken blonde hair and jerked at it cruelly.

"Suck on this for a while, slut," he growled thickly.

His head was whirling with lust, and his dark eyes glowed like smoldering coals. Melanie gave a little sigh and puckered her pretty pink lips, planting a moist, wet kiss on the tip of her father's penis.

She tasted the salty droplet of liquid on the piss-slit, and strummed her full lips across the spongy surface of the corona. Thrusting out her sweet pink tongue, she lashed it eagerly to and fro across the knob, tasting her father's manhood and shuddering in salacious delight.

Then, opening her mouth wide, she let the entire crown of his penis slide inside, and suckled it greedily, gently grazing the flaming flesh with her teeth. She curled her tongue lewdly around the underside of his cock head, and as Rhett pumped forward with his hips, his prick slid over the satiny trough and batted against her tonsils urgently. Melanie ran her hands up her father's hairy legs and raked her nails across his hard, compact buttocks as she gulped hard, taking the entire length of his gargantuan pecker deep into her hungry gullet. Rhythmically, she bobbed her head up and down, deep-throating the mammoth appendage with expertise.

A tremble of pleasure wracked Rhett Wilkerson's burly masculine body as he felt the tender silkiness of his daughter's mouth and throat fold around the sensitized shaft and knob of his tumescent sex organ, sending bolts of electric excitement to his loins.

"Oh, YEAH, suck it, baby! Suck it, you little whore! Swing on your daddy's heavy joint!"

He swiveled his hips lasciviously and sluiced in and out of Melanie's swarming oral orifice. His heart was pounding like a jack hammer, and his mouth was dry with lust. His big sweaty balls whapped up against Melanie's chin each time he stroked into her constricting throat.

Suddenly, Rhett backed off, drawing the ten inches of steely flesh and gristle out of Melanie's ravenous mouth with a moist popping sound. The huge tool snapped up rigidly against his belly and glistened, dripping with Melanie's saliva.

"Lie back on the bed," he ordered gruffly.

Mutely, Melanie complied, falling on the soft mattress and throwing out her arms staring up at her father with big, baby-blue eyes.

Rhett's hot eyes raked over her nubile young form, drinking in the sight of her creamy, unblemished flesh, and the large quivering mounds of her womanly boobs. He wrapped his big coarse fingers around the twin lobes of creamy flesh and squeezed them hard, the throbbing, juicy nipples scraping against the palms of his hands.

Melanie gave a low mewl of pleasure and arched her back, pressing her tits against her father's powerful hands. He lifted one of her boobs into the air, and crawled onto the bed beside her. Bending down, he pressed his face against the upturned hill of flesh.

Melanie felt her father's hot breath on her tingling flesh, and she shuddered in joy as his tongue whisked out and flicked across the turreting finger of flesh that rose from her pinkish aureole. Rhett gave a low, salacious growl and eagerly affixed his mouth to the warm, throbbing nubbin, sucking it hard, taking as much of her pillowy breast into his mouth as he could. He worried it with his teeth and lashed his tongue lewdly back and forth across the warm, smooth flesh, tasting the sweetness of her femininity.