Sean Wilson was extremely tired as he entered the front door of his home. Wilson, a doctor, was at the end of double shift at St. Agnes Hospital, and all he wanted to do was get in his very expensive car, drive to his very expensive home, and get in his very expensive bed. As he entered the door of his home, however, Wilsonâs fatigued body was soon brought to attention by a muffled groan eminating from his daughterâs room. Alarmed, he ran up the stairs and was about to burst into the room when he heard the moan again, but realized it was a moan of pleasure as opposed to fear or panic.
âOh my god, Grant, donât stop, fuck me harder!â
âYeah you black little slut, take this white meat. Damn, I knew you were a slut!â
Wilson stood there, shocked, angry and hurt. His daughter, 18 year old Devin, was splayed on her back on the bed, allowing her pussy to be violated by the neighborsâ son, Grant Van Beal. Wilson couldnât believe it. He watched in utter disbelief as Grant, with a deliberate, agonizing slowness, pushed his ivory pole into the nether recesses of Devinâs sloppy and rather noisy quim. The look of pure lust and pleasure on her face was heartwrenching to Wilson. This was his youngest daughter, she of the 4.0 GPA, the 1500 SAT scores, class president, already accepted to Harvard. He had frequently told her to avoid the stereotypes associated with black women, but now he felt as though heâd forgot to tell her about the best stereotype: that black women loved to fuck. And she was certainly fucking. Wilson continued to watch as Grant, who by now had picked up speed, issued forth a stream of filth regarding Wilsonâs daughter
âAre you thirsty bitch? You better be because I am going to fill your black ass stomach with some good white cum. I canât believe you made me wait a whole day to fuck you again. This time youâd better swallow it all.â
âPlease do it. I want to choke on your seed! I promise Iâll be a good girl and drink it down!â
Grant, without warning, pulled his shaft from her pussy and jerked her down off the bed to her knees. Devin quickly opened her mouth and allowed the jet of hot cum to splash on her tongue, searing the insides of her cheeks. She grabbed his twitching member and placed it in her mouth, sucking it greedily for any last drops of its pearly contents. Wilson, too hurt to say anything at that point, slowly backed away from the door, but couldnât help noticing that his own dick had been twitching during the whole scene. He went back out the front door, got in the car, and drove around to give his daughter time to get that damned boy out of the house. As he drove though, Wilsonâs mind stayed fixed on the scene heâd just witnessed: his daughter, glistening with sweat, fucking like a grown woman, matching that boy thrust for thrust, talking like a little tramp. And as he thought, his turgid Johnson began to ache with need. He began to unzip his pants and freed the 11 inch beast, black and rippled with snake-like veins, from its confinement. âWhy is my dick hard?â he thought to himself. âNot because of Devin. I just really need some pussy.â He knew however, that pussy tonight was unlikely. His wife Angela would be too tired from working on the latest merger, so he would have to content himself with a good porn and a really good lubricant. âAh wellâŚlet me go homeâ
Wilson arrived home to find his daughter in the den watching a cable news channel. He realized he was paying attention to things he had never paid attention to before. Like the length (or lack thereof) of her gym shorts. Or the way her t-shirt fit a bit too snug, allowing her puffy nipples to stretch the fabric. Wilson was not prepared for this, and his cock began to stir uneasily in his pants.
âHi, Daddy!â Devin exclaimed as she realized her father was there. In her customary fashion she got off the couch and gave her father a welcoming hug, which he was somewhat reluctant to return because he knew she would feel the hardening lump between his legs. She did feel it and a look of quick bewilderment crossed her face; however she said nothing and sat back on the couch.
â What have you been doing today, Devin?â
âOh nothing much. Grant from next door came over and we worked on some calculusâ
You lying little slut, Wilson thought to himself.
âWhat are you doing for tonight?â
âNothing really. Mom called and said sheâd be very late because they had some more points to work on for the merger. She told me to take care of you.â
Something about the way Devin said the last part of that statement made Wilsonâs cock twitch with lust, but he controlled it.
âWell, Iâm going to go upstairs and take a shower.â
âNo daddy, sit down here with me for a little while, I havenât talked with you all day.â
Wilson slowly sat down, praying that his erect manness would subside before his daughter noticed. Unfortunately for him though, he had neglected to fully tie his surgical scrubs which he had loosened when he was in the car, and his ebony cock made a lewd tent the moment he sat down.
âDADDY! Your penis is hard!â Devin squealed in horror. Oddly, though, her eyes stayed transfixed on the sight.
âOh baby, Iâm sorry. Daddy was just thinking about something and well you know, daddyâs a manâŚâ
âUmmm, ok.â she said. Then a mischievous look came in her eyes.
âShow it to meâ