Jason Roberts was worried about his daughter, Janet. She was eighteen years old and he suspected she was a lesbian.
Not that he had anything against lesbians in general; each to his own is what he might have said. But Janet was the only child and so he and his wife Valerie were dependent on her for their posterity.
Also there was that business with his sister Sarah.
When they were young, he and Sarah were very close; too close for their parents' peace of mind. They suspected the relationship was incestuous, but in fact it wasn't. Not that it hadn't been a close call on a couple of occasions!
It was Sarah who introduced Jason to her friend, Valerie. They were as alike as sisters and he soon started dating Valerie. A year later they were married and duly after nine months, Valerie was delivered of a beautiful baby girl, Janet.
By that time they had our own house and Sarah came to live with them for a while.
About six months after the birth of Janet, Sarah moved out. She went to share an apartment with a new friend, Marion, who Jason didn't much care for. She was a lithe, black girl, very pretty but she seemed a bit of a dyke and Jason thought she dominated Sarah too much.
Janet grew from being a beautiful baby into a gorgeous young blond with a supple body, maybe a little small in the breast area and perhaps a little wide in the hips. The overall effect was delightful. And from the rear, well - perhaps a father shouldn't say so - but she had an ass to die for! She was a stunner! If he'd been twenty years younger... well that's where Jason needed to go and take a cold shower!
It became apparent that at eighteen years of age she didn't seem to have any boy friends, not the romantic sort anyway. There were a few boys but they all seemed distant, even platonic, in their attitude and hers. And even they seemed to peter out about a year back.
Jason also recalled that Janet had spent several weekends at her Aunt Sarah's place. She must have come under his sister's influence, and, perhaps, had been converted to her ways.
When Janet asked if she could invite a girl friend to stay the night, - a "sleep over", she called it - Valerie and Jason agreed. Jason spent the previous afternoon drilling a tiny hole in his daughter's bedroom wall through which he inserted a fibre-optic cable. He connected this through an amplifier to the desktop computer. After fiddling around for a while without success, he read the instructions and it worked like magic.
When he reviewed the results, they were, in one sense, disappointing. Janet and her friend did some studying, read some poetry together, laughed and chatted a lot, and went to bed and slept. They had kissed but he could find no trace of a lingering passion in the quick peck, even though it was lips to lips. The only exciting bit was watching them undress and getting a hard on which was a boon for Valerie when he turned in!
Janet's visits to her Aunt Sarah began to increase in frequency over the last few weeks. Valerie and Jason discussed what they could do. Valerie was less worried than he was although he knew she would love to have a grandchild bouncing on her knee. It was Valerie that came up with a plan. They would take in a lodger, an eligible young man. They would advertise the spare room for rent. It would be a make or break plot to prove Janet's sexuality one way or another.
Valerie spent the next few days interviewing applicants for the room. Jason was surprised when he got home from work to find the spare bedroom occupied by a handsome young man, a very handsome young, very black man!
Valerie told him when they were on their own that Josh had been the only single, good-looking man of the right age who had applied.
"I felt he was very attractive and Janet shares my taste," his wife insisted, "If I try and put myself in her shoes, I must admit I would be very receptive to any advances he might make."
And that, so to speak, put Jason in his place. The choice was would he like his daughter to be a lesbian or would he like her to sleep with this handsome black man.
Valerie told him the new lodger was nineteen, a college football player and presently unattached. He was also polite, well mannered, nicely dressed and had come here with his parents from the Caribbean island of St Kitts.
Several nights later Jason heard a creak from the landing at the top of the stairs. He crept down, started up the computer and watched the screen with interest.
Josh, the lodger, stood in the middle of Janet's bedroom in his dressing gown. Janet sat up in bed, wearing a white satin chemise as a nightie. She was smiling up at Josh. His teeth gleamed against the dark background of his skin as he returned her smile. It looked as if their lodger had wasted no time at all in getting on familiar terms with their daughter.
Josh let his dressing gown slide to the floor. He leaned backward slightly, thrusting his hips forward and displaying an enormous erection. His cock seemed even blacker than the rest of him and he was displaying it proudly to their daughter's obvious delight! She clapped her hands and reached out for it.
Jason was rooted to the spot, fascinated like the victim of some malevolent cobra.
He saw Janet reach out and begin to fondle Josh's pride and joy with both hands. Then she leaned forward, stuck out her tongue and licked all around the bulbous head. She took it into her mouth as far as she could, slobbering over it, gurgling contentedly like she used to do as a baby on a pacifier or dummy.
Josh stroked her golden hair in appreciation of her ministrations.
Then he eased her back, his monstrous cock sticking stiffly in the air like a shining black lighthouse.
As he climbed over her, she pulled up her chemise. She wore no panties. She opened her legs as wide as she could and reached out to guide that gigantic fuck-pole into the right spot.
Jason knew he should have stopped it right there and then but he was not only fascinated by it but his own erection had reached embarrassing proportions too! His pyjamas were pushed out tent-like by the sight of his adored eighteen-year-old daughter about to demonstrate to him that she was no lesbian!
Hardly had his cockhead began its entry into Janet's most private of parts when Josh began thrusting his monster prick into the young girl's cunt with a fair amount of speed. Apart from an "Oh!" and an "Agh" from her, she scarcely stopped smiling up at him.
It struck Jason at that moment that she must have done this many times before! His giant cock should have caused her more pain. She was certainly not being torn in two by her lover's ardour.
His black curly pubic hair rubbed against her golden curls as his cock became totally embedded in Janet's cunt. They began the rhythmic thrusting of youngsters enjoying a good fuck. The look on her face told her father just how much his daughter loved the sensation of being fucked by the biggest, blackest cock Jason had ever seen.
She came noisily. She didn't seem to care if anyone heard her or not. She was laughing and kissing Josh who paused in his efforts long enough to caress her tits, get his tongue in her mouth and drive his finger up her asshole. That got her going again and they fucked like a pair of sex-starved rabbits for what seemed like ages before he called out,
"I'm coming Janet. I'm fucking you now, girl."
"Oh, yes please! Fuck me, Josh. Fuck my cunt and fill me with your cum," she cried out.
He did too. His cock was ringed with white sticky goo as the squelching noise between their entwined legs got louder.
Then he rolled off, his dripping cock a flaccid, diminutive shadow of its former grandeur.
Jason felt very guilty not so much because he had watched them fucking but because he had enjoyed seeing his young daughter being impaled on Josh's monster cock. His pyjamas were wet with his own cum and he was already looking forward to what was going to happen next. He found the prospect exciting and fascinating.
Janet had recovered first and was already caressing Josh's cock, bringing it back up to size. She seemed oblivious to the sticky mess of cum oozing out of it as she took it into her mouth.
"That's my gal," he heard Josh tell her as she slurped over his rapidly expanding cock. She had the cock sucking technique off to a tee to the extent that Jason began to wonder how often she had done it beforehand. He pushed that thought aside as he observed her prowess with a certain paternal pride.
"I'm coming, honey! I going to shoot my load any moment now," Josh told her. But she ignored the warning and he began ejaculating in her mouth. She swallowed energetically and managed to get the first two squirts down but the third defeated her and, as his cock popped out, her face, neck and shoulder were splashed with his hot cum.
She just laughed as if she had been playing a childish game and lost. A long globule of Josh's cum dripped off her chin onto her chemise right on the left tit. Her fingers rubbed it in, "I hope that makes them grow like babies!" she cried grinning at him.
"Here then, Hon, you might as well keep them even," he said, rubbing the tip of his still dripping cock against her other tit.
She laughed and rubbed that in too.
"Are you ready for another fuck, Josh," she asked him as if it was the biggest, most expensive present in the whole world she was asking for!
"With a little help from your hands and mouth I'll be fine," he told her. She responded just as he wanted, her elegant hands working his cock up again until she judged it time to take him into her mouth again.
