Selling Teen Daughter

It was shortly after my sixteenth birthday that Mum walked out on Dad and me. She had been having an affair with another man for over a year. Dad and I lived alone after that. I had just become sexually aware and had discovered my mother?s five-inch rubber dildo that she left behind in an under-stairs cupboard in the sitting room. With plenty of baby oil on it, I had accidentally broken my hymen during a frantic masturbation session. Gradually over a few months, I had worked up to fully consuming that vibrating rubber cock in my young pussy.Dad tried his best to make ends meet, working all the hours under the sun, but we were very poor. I would prepare dinner when I returned home from school. Dad would get home, eat dinner, shower and then fall asleep watching the TV.It was one hot summer?s day in August when I realised that I could help our financial situation a little more. Our boiler had broken and Dad was having serious money problems at the time.I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower. The water was cold since the boiler was broken but it was a hot and humid day so it was okay. I had just managed to get the soap off my body when the water went off.Grabbing a towel, I went to the top of the stairs. "Dad, the water?s gone off."A tall, old, black man came from the kitchen followed by Dad. "It's okay, Beth, Bob had to turn it off to find out what's wrong with the boiler.""Oh, okay, Dad." I noticed the old black man looking up at me in my towel. His eyes were bulging and he had a perverted leer on his face, obviously aroused by my near-naked state.I almanbahis moved from his view and got my shirt, pants and dressing gown on and went downstairs to watch television. I could hear the man talking to Dad and then he left.Dad came in the living room. "What's up, Dad? Has he fixed it?""No, not yet, honey. He's gone to get a new circuit board for the boiler. He won't be long.?The old black man returned an hour later. He was in the kitchen. I heard Dad arguing with him. I went to see what all the fuss was about. Standing in the doorway, Dad said, "You must be joking. I can't afford that much. Your quote was cheaper than that.""Well, sir, I will just have to take the board out. It ain't my problem.""Dad, what's the problem?" I asked, as I walked into the foyer."I just can't afford to have the boiler fixed, Beth."The old man was eyeing me up and down again. "Wow, who's the lovely lady then? She your woman?""No! She's my daughter!" Dad snapped at him."Well, maybe she can help you pay the bill then. You know, with a blowjob. I'd take that for the old estimate and eat the rest," he said, sneering in my direction.Dad grabbed him by his shirt. "Get the fuck out of here before I thump you!""No, Dad! Don't!" I screamed. "Please, I want to help!""Listen to the girl, man."Dad let him go, still breathing hard. "Beth, you can't be serious," he said, staring at me strangely."Dad, I want to help.""But you know what he wants, don't you?""Err, yes I do. It's okay, Dad, I'll do it.""Listen to her, man. Just give me half what you owe and we'll call it quits.""A-are almanbahis yeni giriş you sure, Beth?" my dad asked, sort of in shock."Yes, Dad, just give him what he wants."Hesitantly, Dad gave him the money. The black man walked over to me and said, "Let's do this, sugar. They call me Black Bob." He held my arm and led me into the living room. Dad quickly followed behind us. "Hey, man, I can't do it while you're watching." He looked at me and said, "Take me to your room, girl.?"No. Beth stays here.""It's okay, Dad. I'll be all right." I walked up the stairs with the old black man behind me. I stopped at my bedroom door. "Will you wash it first please?" I asked.He nodded and I pointed to the bathroom.Dad popped his head around the banister rail. "Honey, I'll sit here and wait, okay? Are you sure you want to go along with this?""Dad, it's okay. I said I wanted to help and I meant it."Dad ducked out of sight when Black Bob came out the bathroom. "Let's get this show on the road, sugar. I've got other work to do today."He followed me to my bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, while he stood in front of me. I reached for his belt and undid his pants. He pulled his trousers and shorts down in one. His penis fell out. It was at least five inches long and fat, but it was still soft. It had a long, wrinkly piece of skin that hung from the end.I started to stroke him and his black thing started to grow and grow. It was at least eight inches long now, and it curved up like a cucumber. It was so fat now, that my fingers didn't even reach around. I pulled almanbahis giriş back his foreskin and a big plum-shaped purple head popped out.As I stroked him, Black Bob gave a groan, "Suck it, sugar."I bent over and gave it a kiss and lick."I said suck it!" he growled down at me.I tried to get the big head in my mouth but it was just too big. I settled with stroking him off and licking it like a big lollipop. I didn't know what else to do."God, girly, you're no good at this. I need more."Black Bob pulled away, kicked off his trousers and shorts from around his ankles and took off his shirt. For an old man, old enough to be my granddad, his body was in good shape and muscular. "Just got to go for a pee first," he said.A few minutes later, he came back to my bedroom. Towering over me, he put his hands either side of my dressing gown lapels and slipped it over my shoulders.I froze with fear when his big hand groped my breasts through my t-shirt. Black Bob pushed me down on my back. Then he brought his lips down to mine, his big, black, rubbery lips locking onto mine. It wasn't all that unpleasant, and I immediately liked it when he did it again. I moved my lips under his and kissed him back gently. Suddenly his hand was under my shirt and he was cupping and fondling my small, bare breasts and nipples. His hands were all over me and I caught my breath as he moved my panties to one side and began touching my pussy. His fingers were fat and chunky and I made no move to stop him as he caressed my slit and began to open it slightly.I gasped when I felt him putting his middle finger in me. Somehow I had got all wet and slippery there, so he slid it in easily. As his finger slid it in and out, I started to moan and move my lower body. It felt so good. My hips moved to the rhythm of the fingers.