I lay flat on my back, on my bed, just staring at the ceiling, feeling like my whole world has collapsed.

I feel like I’m going to be sick, so I reach for the bourbon on the night stand and take a sip, allowing the burning sensation to hit the back of my throat.

Groaning, my head falls back onto the pillow. I’m so fucking mad at my wife, Sarah, right now. After years of trying to have a baby and going through the fostering process to foster, Emma, to just abandon me!

I take another swig. I probably shouldn’t be hitting the liquor so hard but I need to take the edge off. Why couldn’t Sarah and Emma get along? Why did it have to come to this?

I hear the door creak open. I lift my head long enough to see Emma standing in the doorway. I lift my head again and see her dark complexion against the hallway light. She is wearing a thin silk nighty that shows off her curves. ‘She’s 18 now’ I think to myself, ‘and fucking gorgeous!’ I know I shouldn’t be thinking it, but I’m drunk enough and pining Sarah, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

“Hey Jack” Emma says in her soft voice. “I’m so sorry if I caused you pain”

“It’s ok Em, I don’t want to talk about it right now” I say before taking my last sip of bourbon.

I suddenly notice she is sitting down on the bed. I feel a little weird, I’m laying here in nothing but my underwear, drunk, with a gorgeous black, 18 year old sitting here. My cock stirs as it begins waking up.

“I just wanted you to know” she says, putting her hand on my stomach. “I’m here for you, Jack, I have always been here for you”

I look up at her. She’s right, she has always been there for me. I look at her. I mean really look at her for perhaps the first time. I know I shouldn’t but my mind wanders and my cock is no longer inconspicuous beneath my underwear.

I feel her hand brush over my cock, and rest on my leg, resting her hand on the side of my hardened cock.

“I can make you happy, Jack” she says. “I can give you what she couldn’t” she says leaning it me. “A family of your own. Of our own” she says as her hand is now slowly rubbing my cock through the underwear.

“But, Em” I say, before she plants a kiss on my lips.

“Shh” she says. “Let me give you that baby, you always wanted”. She said, as she lifted her nighty over her head, exposing her full nakedness. Her perky breasts and the way her dark skin glistened.

She didn’t waste time pulling my underwear off, before climbing onto me and before I could say anything else, she had lowered herself onto my cock.

Emma put my hands on her tits, and it might be the alcohol or whatever, but the feel of these young tits made me want to fuck her like I never fucked anyone.

With a sudden burst of energy, I flipped her off me and onto her back, plowing my cock back into her and start pounding this black beauty with all my might.

“Fuck your cock is huge, daddy!” Emma moaned. “Breed me, breed your black slut, daddy!” I couldn’t take it anymore and unleashed a massive load inside her. Collapsing on top of her.

As the realisation of what I did, came crashing down, I rolled off her, feeling like a drunk emotional wreck.

“What’s wrong, daddy?” Emma asked.

“That!” I sobbed. “You’re like a daughter to me, but when you call me daddy, like that. I cannot help myself”

Emma jumps onto me, her body meshed with mine. “I slipped a crushed up viagra pill into your bottle while you were passed out earlier” she says. As I look up at her with shock and a little terror. “Let’s not waste it so we can always have this one night of you breeding me” she says as she leans into bite my ear and whisper, “Daddy!”

I am ashamed to admit it. We had sex 4 more times that night, and Emma moved into my room, and we are expecting our first child in 2 months.