Beth ran one hand through her thick mane of blond hair, absent-mindedly biting her full, lower lip as she looked through the picture album on the coffee table. Her boyfriend leaned back on the couch a bit to allow him a better view into the gap between the buttons on her blouse as her chest strained the fabric.

I noticed him grin slightly... That Beth was a beauty!

At 5'7" and 125 pounds, my daughter had height and hair of a fashion model, but with the wholesome face of the 'girl next door'. She had a figure that was all woman... long, tapered legs, gently curving hips and rounded ass, smallish waist, and full breasts, nestled snugly in their 36b cups, which incidentally was where her boyfriend's eyes were riveted now.

Until tonight, I was sure that no boy had seen them before, and that my 15-year-old's strict Catholic upbringing had helped her to retain her virginity. All that put me at ease until tonight, as I stood outside the back window of our home looking in.

I'd been busting my ass trying to establish clientele in the sales job I had, working long hours, coming home late, most nights after 10 PM. Today, I'd had a particularly rough day, and decided to knock off a couple of hours early. I noticed another car in the drive as I pulled up, so I parked on the street, and walked to the back of the house. From the covered patio in back, you can see into the living room from a window there, and I saw her boyfriend then.

He was an extremely handsome guy, I had to admit, with dark hair, tall, and what seemed like a muscular build. I knew from what she had told me of him that Beth had found him attractive, but I could also sense that she found him hot too, just by her body language... Little things, like the way she looked at him as he spoke, the way she leaned in slightly when he made a joke, stuff like that.

I could see that Beth was wearing a light cotton sundress that buttoned up the front, and clung nicely to her upper body. The skirt part was about knee length, but sitting as she was, it had ridden up half her thigh. I was just going to go in, but something made me stop short for a moment and just look... something about the way his eyes moved over her legs and chest. I stood and watched.

Beth gave him a can of soda, and her boyfriend settled back on the couch and draped his left arm on the couch back, sipping and checking out my daughter as she shuffled through some of the pictures in the album.

As she leaned back on the couch, it happened. He put his soda down, casually turned her face toward his with his left hand and leaned in to kiss her on the mouth. Then, as I watched, his right hand came up to clamp onto her left breast! I couldn't believe it!

Beth pushed him away, shocked, and I could hear her saying, "What are you doing... stop, don't!" Yet he had her arms pinned as he leaned in on her, kissing her, and he continued fondling her chest.

I stiffened, thinking, 'Holy Shit, this guy is going to rape my daughter!' I wanted to run in and stop him then and there, but it kind of struck me that Beth didn't seem like she was in all that much distress. Don't get me wrong, she writhed and protested, but I wouldn't say she was fighting for her life or anything. She didn't scream out, it was more like a plea.

"No," she said, quietly, like a weak attempt to fend off the inevitable. I felt as if I busted in on them that she would be more upset with me than Tony.

He began unbuttoning her dress from the top, and kissed her lips, face, cheeks and neck while he did. I heard him talking to her, telling her she was beautiful, that he wanted her.

Beth struggled, still telling him, "Stop, no... please..." but he had leverage on her and successfully pinned her against the couch back. They continued their unorthodox wrestling match, and he continued on her buttons until he had her dress unbuttoned to mid waist, at which point he peeled the garment to one side and Beth's bra-covered breast popped out. As they struggled against each other, I was struggling with what I should do.

I could see the white fabric strain as her chest heaved from the exertion, the excitement, or both! He kneaded and pinched her mound of flesh while it was still-hidden in its lacy cup, all the while nibbling her neck and ears. She held his head in her hands and tried to push his face away. As he kissed his way down her neck, he dipped his right hand into my daughter's exposed bra and scooped her tit from its cup.

I felt frozen to the spot.

He cradled the globe in his right hand as if he were weighing it, and the side of his thumb grazed roughly over her swelling nipple. He pulled away for a moment to look at Beth's tit, and then, with a throaty moan, his mouth clamped onto her breast.

I could see my daughter's legs stiffen, and her face was a picture of panic, as she looked left, then right, then left again as if trying to find a place to hide. Her breathing was ragged as she muttered, "Oh Jesus, oh, I... oh shit..."

Still, I couldn't bring myself to interfere. Inexplicably, I found myself hard as a rock watching the scene unfold inside on the couch.

I could see that the tit sucking was beginning to get to my daughter, as her eyes finally rolled back into her head and she seemed to suck in her breath while her boyfriend sucked in her nipple. She no longer pushed his face away, but just cradled it there, frozen, with her lips formed into a perfect "O" as he moaned and licked away.

Tony broke contact and came back up to kiss her neck and lips. Beth seemed to have surrendered, and I was shocked to see her no longer fighting him, but to return his kiss!

My heart was racing as I watched. I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick and began to stroke my hard on in the darkness of the night.

Her boyfriend kissed her mouth deeply now, and Beth kissed him back as he continued handling her left tit. Sensing her submission, he relaxed his grip, and drew circles over her breast, lightly tickling the skin before pinching the nipple in his fingers. His right hand lowered and landed on her knee, and Beth twitched. He tried to stroke the inside of her thigh, but she pushed his hand away, telling him no, that they can't, that it wasn't right, that they shouldn't be doing this.

Three times my daughter pushed his hand away, and three times he tried again. With each attempt, though, he got a little further, his hand inching up her inner thigh, and although she pleaded, I could see Beth's knees parting a bit more each time, until the white 'vee' of her cotton panties was visible. At last he hit the mark!! Beth's legs opened wide and she moaned deeply as he tickled her mound from the outside of her panties. I knew then that the inevitable would happen... this boy would fuck my daughter, while I stood by and watched.

The thought of someone doing Beth had really never crossed my mind before. I mean, I knew that she was very desirable, and that boys had made advances toward her, some gentlemanly, and others crude, but, from what she had told me and my wife, she always shrugged them off and was unfailing in her religious belief.

Why was today different, or was it? Was it this very good-looking guy, whose bold advances stirred some pent up desire in her or had she done this before with him and perhaps others? I wasn't quite sure about the reason, but I found myself frozen to the ground, my fly down with a raging boner in my hands while another man was stroking my beloved child's most private parts!

Her boyfriend took his time as he caressed her cotton-covered slit. He brazenly grabbed her leg inside her knee and pulled it up onto his lap to spread her almost obscenely wider. He stroked her thighs from knee to crotch, moving about there for a time, as Beth moaned like a bitch in heat, before moving on to stroke the other thigh. He kept whispering to her, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. By the time he actually pulled aside the fabric of her panties, her lips were swollen, her hips were grinding, and as he inserted his finger into her she groaned loudly into his mouth. He moved slowly, pushing his finger in, withdrawing to rub her clit for a bit, and then pushing in again. Her boyfriend moved his hand around the back side of her hip and slid into her panties from the top to grab her ass. He then slid off of the couch and onto his knees on the floor between her open thighs, and as he went down, he slid the panties down her legs and tossed them aside. I had to admit it was a smooth move, and I squeezed my prick as I watched.

I wondered if Beth had ever been into oral sex. She sat up a bit as if to resist as her boyfriend opened her legs to lick her pussy, but he had her by the back of her calves, and he simply parted her legs and latched onto her gash. The move seemed to take her by surprise, and she cried out a little as his mouth landed on her exposed mound, but it was definitely a cry of joy.

Tony worked my daughter's snatch, and I could see his head moving up and down as he held her legs up and open by the backs of her knees. Eventually, he moved his hands off her legs, and I expected her to try to kick away, but instead she wrapped them around his neck of her own accord.

At the same time that his mouth was working within her pussy, he brought his hands up and finished unbuttoning her sundress, splaying the garment open as he reached around to unfasten her bra. Beth shrugged her shoulders as the dress and bra straps fell aside, and the boy filled his hands with her tit flesh. He paused to glance up at her, sprawled back on the couch totally naked, her thick hair messed, her breasts full, heaving, and the aureoles swollen, her belly rising and falling in rapid breaths.

"Very nice, Beth," he said softly, before resuming his feast. Beth came hard, squeezing his head as her fingers tightened in his dark hair. I watched with a raging hard-on as my child's hips moved frantically up and down into his bobbing face.

Her boyfriend got up and slowly removed his shirt and tie. The boy liked doing everything slow, and Beth just lay there looking up at him. He took off the shirt, and I could tell that my daughter liked what she saw. The guy was built, with a muscular back, neck and arms. He unzipped his pants, slid them down and kicked them off and stood before her in his boxers.

He reached down, guided her hand to the waistband and said, "You do it, Beth".

Beth sat up straight on the couch with her head about waist high to him and pulled them down. I couldn't see because his back was to me, but I heard her kind of gasp and mumble something unintelligible. I could see her hand come up to his prick, but my view was obstructed. He placed his hands on her head and moved foreword, like he wanted his dick sucked.

I heard Beth say, "I... I never..." but he spoke quietly to her, saying, "It's okay... just open your lips... that's it, Beth... use your tongue... ohhhmmm, that's good."

I heard my daughter's muffled gurgles, then saw as her boyfriend withdraw and kicked his boxers from his ankles, and it was then that I saw it, got a glimpse of his cock, about 8 inches of thick meat, hanging semi-flaccid from his crotch... It was fucking huge, the biggest piece of man-flesh that I'd ever seen. Beth just stared at it, mesmerized as he stepped up to her again. She came foreword on the couch to meet him as he stood between her legs, her first attempts at cock-sucking getting bolder. She held the organ in her small fingers, which made the thing look even that much bigger, and kissed it along its length, her tongue stabbing at it as it grew. I heard him tell her to stick out her tongue and he began to move his hips as Beth bathed the shaft from one side, like she was licking an ear of corn (his cock being almost as thick), the huge erection sliding back and forth across her lips.

He told her, "Lick my balls, please Beth..."

Could you believe it!!... Please?... He was asking her!! And I'll be damned if Beth didn't lean down and lick them. He reached down and took his prick by the base, and began to slowly rub its length along my daughter's face while she tongued his scrotum, covering her cheeks, eyes, and nose with her own saliva from his huge sausage. And how did Beth react to this humiliation, this face washing? I saw her small hands come up to clench his muscled ass cheeks and pull him closer as he ground his pelvis into her face!

After several minutes of this, the boy's cock was fully erect, and Beth could not take her eyes off of its chiseled hardness. It swung to and fro like a batter on deck as he instructed my daughter to lay back.

He told her, "I'm going to fuck you now Beth, would you like that?"

Beth just stared at his mega-cock, muttered something, and lay back opening herself to him. He climbed on top, supporting himself with one arm and he kissed her deeply on the mouth. His other hand grabbed the organ by its root, and he began swabbing its head up and down her wet slit. She moaned into his kiss as the huge head grazed her clit.

My daughter groaned in ecstasy as he painted her pussy lips with his mighty prick, occasionally dipping a few thick inches into her causing her to just about come off the couch, only to pull back and rub some more. After some time, he slowly sank into her to his full length.

Beth's moaning intensified. He didn't move then, just lie there on top, and she groaned loudly and came again. He withdrew slowly, and sank in again.

Beth was whimpering, cursing, whining, "Oh my God, Oh my... Oh my God... oooh... Fuck... Ohhhh... shit..."

He stroked her a few times, then withdrew completely, turned her around like she weighed nothing so that she was on top, straddling him. "Put it in again, Beth," he said, and she did, sliding down on his huge cock. Then he told her, "Slide up here so I can lick your beautiful tits, Beth," and she cooperated fully, offering him each swollen nipple in turn.

He covered her globes with his saliva, cradling each tit in his hand as he kneaded, licked and sucked. His face was smothered in her cleavage while she rode his thick prick. I looked down at the measly 5-incher in my hands, and as Beth came for the third time, I came onto the concrete floor.

Part 2

From that time forward I was never the same in seeing or even thinking about my daughter. Just knowing that she was sexually active and enjoyed it seemed to awaken in me feelings of incest that I knew were wrong, but didn't care.

Watching her walk around the house in something skimpy or something body tight, I could no longer help but to look at her as a female that I would have loved to fuck. I honestly never thought that I would, but the fantasy was now in my head nevertheless.

It was about three months later when I overheard my daughter talking on the phone with one of her friends. On the following Saturday she was going to a sweet sixteen party at one of her friend's house. Now, as I heard her on the phone, I paused outside of her room, listening. Soon I realized that she would be drinking at the party.

I debated what to do. Six months earlier she had gone to one of those parties and came home totally wiped out. Now, I thought of telling her that I changed my mind about this party and didn't want her to go. Instead, I began to remember how she was so dead to the world on that night she was drunk, and yes I actually began to think wicked thoughts of what I could do if she ever came home that way this time. I decided not to say anything.

On the night that Beth was going to the party, I went out on my own for a couple of hours at the local caf. I had more than my share of drinks and on the way home I stopped to rent an xxx-rated video. Looking over the selection I saw a couple of movies that involved fathers and daughters and I suddenly began to think of her, and at the same time I felt a warmth in my crotch.

At the house, I popped the tape that I had rented, into the VCR and began to watch as I sipped another drink. Needless to say, I worked myself up into quite a frenzy, and unfortunately I continued to think of my daughter.

Remembering that she drank when she was at that last party, I started to fantasize that maybe later she'd be naked in her bed and I'd be able to screw her. As wrong as that thinking was I couldn't help myself. Apparently I had more alcohol than I should have, and the sexual excitement of the movie had me worked up.

During the middle of the movie I went and got a towel and then went back to watch the movie. I unleashed my throbbing prick and fantasized about fucking Beth while my eyes watched the young 'daughter' in the video. Probably because I had too much to drink I fell asleep on the couch shortly thereafter.

I awoke a little after midnight, still feeling the effects of the booze. I had a piss hard-on and went to the bathroom. After I relieved my bladder I was about to head to my own bedroom when I passed my daughter's room, which was open. I hadn't expected her to be home, but apparently she had quietly snuck in while I had been asleep on the couch.