Sam locked the door behind the last of the boozy customers and heaved a sigh of relief. It had been another busy Friday night, and the pub had been heaving with people since 8pm. He looked across the bar towards his pretty, dark haired daughter, Karen. Karen had been working for her father behind the bar of the pub since her 18th birthday only 3 weeks earlier, and had so far proven to be a big hit with the male clientele. Perhaps this was due to the low cut tops and short skirts that the girl wore. Her choice of clothing meant that generous amounts of deep valleyed cleavage and long, lithe thigh were on display, and that was bound to draw the punters.
Sam had mixed feelings about his buxom daughter's popularity. She definitely attracted the boys and drew them into the pub, where they spent their hard cash and ogled at Karen's voluptuous curves. Sam was entirely happy to take their money from them, but he had grown very concerned about the interest they had in his daughter. Karen was a vivacious, pretty girl, with her large bosom and long legs adding to her obvious attractiveness. She had been getting on well with one of the local lads, a little too well Sam thought, and he knew for a fact he had good grounds for his concern.
He had returned early from town two days before in the week and had let himself into the living area that sat above the public rooms, coming home to what he had presumed to be an empty house. He thought that Karen must have gone out, visiting a friend or perhaps she was on some other errand, but he was alerted to someone's presence in the house when he heard noises coming from the third storey of the building.
His curiosity was piqued and Sam climbed the stairs to investigate the noise. The third storey of the big old place was virtually disused, being put to use mainly for storage and Sam was puzzled by what, or who was up there. His mind worked overtime as he stealthily climbed the old staircase. If it was an intruder he wanted to catch the person by surprise, and hence his quiet, stalking approach.
Sam crept along the landing and headed towards where he assumed the noise to be coming from. He noticed that the door to one of the old bedrooms was ajar and silently slipped up to it. He pressed is eye close to the door jamb and peered into the room. What he saw shocked him to the core, and Sam felt himself grow light headed as the full impact of what he was witnessing hit home.
He stared in stunned disbelief at his pretty daughter as she knelt on the carpet completely naked. Karen was using her hands and knees for support and was offering her rounded buttocks up to a finely physiqued young man whom Sam recognised as a customer from the bar. The young man was as naked as his daughter, and was in the process of pushing a fine erection against her labia. Karen was looking back at the man over her shoulder and smiling happily at him as he presented his magnificence to her body.
'Stick it in me, baby,' Sam heard his daughter say. 'I want to be royally fucked, so don't you dare disappoint me.'
The young man laughed and pushed against Karen's opening, sliding the first few inches of his cock into her. He grunted and gripped Karen's broad, pale skinned hips, closing his eyes as the sensation of Karen's tight cunt gripping at his cock overwhelmed him. 'Fucking hell, girl,' he sighed. 'Your so fucking tight, I can't believe it ...Fuck... Oh fuck.'
Sam was frozen with sheer lack of understanding of what he was actually seeing, and it took him several moments to comprehend exactly what was going on. His daughter? It couldn't be, not Karen. She was too young to be doing this; she was his little girl. No, Sam's thought shouted silently inside his head. No, she couldn't be... But the truth was undeniable. It was right in front of his bulging eyes. His lovely daughter, the apple of his eye since her mother had died, was being fucked. Not only was she being fucked, she was obviously enjoying herself immensely.
In spite of the fact that it was his youngest daughter in that spare room, kneeling on the floor and being taken so masterfully from behind, Sam found himself staring at the young couple as if he was spellbound. He found the sight of his daughter's ripe, round buttocks very endearing, and instead of storming into the room, shouting and raging, he could only stand and watch in fascination.
His cock was shockingly erect, pressing hard against his trouser front, and as Sam continued to spy from the passageway he slowly unzipped his flies and quietly pulled his thick organ from inside. As the man fed his thick prick into Karen's body, grunting and swearing with the effort of holding his impending climax in check, Sam slowly pumped his fist up and down the swollen length of his own shaft.
'Oh yes, fuck me with that big prick, stuff me with it,' Karen was shouting, obviously thinking her father was in the town doing the banking and whatever other business he may have to conduct there. She obviously had no idea that at that very moment her father was spying on her as she cavorted nakedly with her big cocked lover. 'Come on, fuck me with it, make me come,' the girl continued lewdly, her filthy instructions only arousing the hidden Sam more and more.
'Shit Karen,' the young man moaned. 'I... I can't hold it back... I'm coming...'
He groaned and his head fell forward. Sam saw the man's fingers dig deep into the flesh of his daughter's hips as he crouched low over Karen's slim back and began to pump his semen into her body.
As the man gushed his lust into Karen, Sam found his own orgasm threatened to overwhelm his senses and he was forced to stifle his own groans of ecstasy as his thick cum spurted form the eye of his cock, spattering thickly against the back of the door. Jet after jet of his spunk hit the peeling paintwork and dribbled obscenely down its mottled surface.
Sam was mortified by what he had done and had no opportunity to clean up his mess because Karen had pushed the man from her body and was already standing in the room beyond Sam's position. He had time to notice his daughter's heavy breasts as they jiggled and swayed with her movements before he became alarmed that she might discover his presence at any moment. Sam left his cum to trickle wetly down the woodwork, and could only hope Karen wouldn't notice his deposit as he made his way quietly back down the stairs to the rooms below.
He let himself back out of the pub and took a long looping walk around the park. He had to think about what he'd seen. On one hand he was shocked that Karen was sexually active, but on the other hand, she was 18 after all. She wouldn't be a child forever and Sam realised that his youngest daughter was maturing into a fine bodied woman. A woman with needs and desires of her own, and he found he was more disgusted with himself and his reaction to his discovery, than he was with Karen's behaviour. It wasn't natural to harbour such lustful feelings for your own daughter, and he had compounded the sin by masturbating whilst watching her being fucked, which only exaggerated his guilt.
Later that night, and also the following nights, Sam was tortured by the mental images of his sweet daughter and the memory of the foul language she used while fucking her young lover. He fought against the temptation to masturbate, but would eventually succumb to the insidious lust that possessed him, finally crying out aloud with the release as his semen spurted and trickled thickly over his wrist, the pool of his goo rapidly cooling on his belly.
Sam had been watching his daughter all that Friday night as she smiled at customers and pulled pints for them. She was wearing her long, dark hair piled on top of her head, pinned up and making her look incredibly attractive in her father's eyes. Her skimpy top revealed the outline of her tight nipples as her big breasts pushed the material taut against Karen's chest, and her long legs were shown off to near perfection in the mini skirt and knee high boots she was wearing.
Sam looked at his daughter with the lust burning deep in his belly, and he had to fight the almost irresistible urge to go to her and force himself upon her. He hadn't had a woman in months, not since he's paid a prostitute for her services, an act that caused him to feel used and dirty, and Sam was in desperate need of some relief as he gazed at Karen's tight, nubile body.
