Unknown: Southern tramp

Then, he moved on to her other tit, flicking the wet nipple of the first one with his thumb nail. As he suckled her throbbing breast, Rhett let his free hand slide slowly down her trembling body, across the soft, silken slope of her belly and onto her thigh. Soon, his hand feathered across the satiny fleece that lined her 'V' shaped furrow, and he hooked his finger inward, scraping it up and down the pouting, slippery slit.

Jabbing the finger in, he slid it into the crevice and began to worm it back and forth lewdly, frigging her vigorously. His coarse thumb sought out her clitoris and lewdly strummed the oily knob, sending explosions of ecstasy ricocheting through her sexually aroused sixteen year old body. Melanie cried out in incoherent ecstasy and began to grind her hips back and forth as her father worked a second finger into her aching cunt, all the while stroking his thumb in circular motions across her sizzling joy stick.

Rhett scooted down until he was facing the succulent pussy he was fingering. He gazed at it greedily, peeling back the folds of flesh that lined the vulva, and drinking in the sight of her glistening pink jewels. Bending forward, he inhaled the delicious, sweet freshness of her feminine scent, and thrust out his long, hungry tongue, swiping it across the slippery, oily pussy lips. Melanie gave a whimper of pleasure as his tongue began to move up and down in long, lewd licks, slurping noisily at her quaking box.

Rhett grasped her legs above the knees and forcibly spread them wide apart, exposing her cunt fully. Then, he plunged his face wantonly between her peach-like vaginal petals and sucked greedily at the fruit of her sweet cunt. His tongue fucked in and out of her clinging chasm, and Melanie moaned and screeched in delight, arching her back and undulating her pelvis wildly, running her fingers through her father's short, dark hair.

"Oooooh, Daddy! That-that feels soooo good! Do it, Daddy! Do it! Mmmmm!"

Rhett growled softly and mashed his face deeply into her thighs, working at her juicy snatch with his strong mouth and tongue.

Finally, he lifted his head, revealing a face that was smeared wilh her unctuous juices, and scooted up again, planting his hands on either side of her head and staring down into her flushed, pretty features.

Slowly, he began to lower his heavy, hairy body upon her, hunching his hips forward until the spongy, rubbery knob of his pecker banged against the wet maw of her vagina.

With a savage grin, Rhett slammed his hips forward, propelling his cock violently against her vulnerable cuntal mouth.

Melanie threw back her head and uttered a ragged scream of mingled pain and pleasure as the gargantuan barbed javelin plowed savagely into her throbbing bower of bliss, stuffing it full.

Rhett groaned in pleasure as he felt the succulent, heated sleeve envelope the entire length of his hard truncheon, and he dropped his heavy body upon Melanie's trembling form, skewering her completely with his mean mauler. Soon, his hairy belly was mashed against hers, and he was drawing his cock half way out of her succulent channel before ramming it all the way inside again. Squelching noises emerged from their mating loins as his prick sluiced like a well-oiled piston in and out of her love chute.

"You like that, don't you, little slut?" Rhett breathed savagely into his daughter's ear, "You like this big thick cudgel jammed up inside your whorish hot box!"

"Oh, yes, Daddy! Yes!" Melanie whimpered with joy, "Fuck me hard, Daddy! I want to be fucked hard! Yes! Ooooooh!"

Her small bed was creaking noisily as Rhett began to slam into her vigorously, small bestial grunts flying from his throat each time he plowed his pelvis forward and smacked his belly to Melanie's. He slid his big hamlike hands beneath the soft lobes of Melanie's ass and crushed them in a viselike grip, yanking her brutally up against his body. His rigid truncheon battered against her aching cervix, stretching it wide.

Melanie sobbed in ecstatic joy, her fingers raking across her father's broad, hairy, sweat-drenched back. His burly, hirsute chest flattened her throbbing tits and she could feel his rippling muscles as they slid across her sensitized, satiny skin. The musky, manly scent of her father's body filled her flaring nostrils like a heady aphrodisiac and made her head whirl with erotic fervor.

She wrapped her legs around Rhett Wilkerson's middle, locking her ankles together, and began to undulate her hips lasciviously, gasping and sobbing with joy as Rhett humped violently on top of her, giving her a lusty, bone rattling fuck.

"D-daddy! Ooooh! Y-yes! Y-y-e-e-e-s! I-I'm gonna cum! D-daddy! Aieeeeee!" Melanie suddenly screamed in a frenzy, her body wriggling frantically beneath his like an eel.

Her nails raked across his flesh as convulsive shudders of ecstasy tore through her sex starved body, and flecks of light sparkled before her eyes as rockets went off in her loins. White hot, sizzling bursts of pure rapture ripped through her body as she came and came and came once more. Her cunt spasmed violently, sucking and milking at the log of flesh and gristle which had elicited her violent climax. Rhett gave a growl of satisfaction as he felt her hot, honeyed juices splashing around his plunging pecker, and he redoubled his efforts, screwing her as hard as he could, oscillating his hips and churning her sweet chasm to buttery mush.

"Yeah, Melanie honey!" he roared like a bull, "I'm gonna fill you up with my hot, thick jism! Take it, baby! Take your Daddy's semen! Aaarrrgh!"

Melanie sobbed in delight as Rhett plunged deeply into her saturated, inflamed crevice and began to blast her womb full of his heavy, creamy load. It hosed violently from his spasming prick, jetting deep inside of her, mingling with her own sweetly flowing juices.

Rhett shuddered as the last drop of sperm oozed from the tip of his tingling pecker, and rolled off of Melanie with a groan.

"Hell," he muttered, "I came home to have a rest and ended up using more energy than I had all day!"

Melanie giggled and snuggled up against her big, virile father.

The campaign headquarters for Rhett Wilkerson was a zoo. Melanie perched on the edge of a table as far away from the squealing swarm of enthusiastic Wilkerson supporters as she could. At least five T.V. sets were blaring as the initial election returns began to come in. Shouts of triumph pierced the room whenever the returns indicated that Wilkerson had an edge, and boos greeted any suggestions that Hardman was ahead.

On the walls of the room, gigantic posters of Rhett Wilkerson were plastered. Melanie's handsome father's face grinned toothily from the poster, and the slogan, read: Wilkerson: a southern gentleman with traditional values, a return to the basics!

Batches of multi-colored balloons were floating up to the ceiling or tied around chairs or to people's buttonholes. Most of the campaign people wore dozens of vote Wilkerson buttons and straw hats with more buttons pinned to them.

Melanie found the atmosphere utterly distasteful; a childish circus-like atmosphere which was blemished by the obvious hypocrisy of everything her father stood for. She didn't take this political hogwash seriously, and didn't see how anyone else could either. She yawned wearily and looked at her watch. It was just seven o'clock. Polling results wouldn't be in for another few hours at least. It looked like it was going to be a long night indeed.

But Rhett had insisted that both his children be at the campaign headquarters on that memorable night.

"When I'm elected Governor, I want the folks watching T.V. to see my whole family there to support me."

Melanie glanced around and saw that her brother, Jarvis, had cornered a giggling, buxom blonde campaign worker whose tits were the size of watermelons, and was turning on all his charm. Melanie smiled and shook her head. Well, Jarvis wasn't wasting HIS time, anyway. She wagered that before the evening was over, her lusty young brother was going to get laid.