It was a Friday. I had gone to my friend's house to exchange an adult video cassette. It was around 11.00 AM. My friend Shanker's house is away from the road, and access to the house is through a small three feet wide by-lane, which was almost 50 feet long. The house was pretty isolated from the surroundings. Just I had reached almost to his house, I saw Shanker coming out of the house. When he saw the video cassette kept covered in my hand, he was very happy. I saw that he is about to go somewhere. When I asked, he told me that he is going to his Uncle's house as his Uncle had called him for some urgent matter and that he will come back within an hour. As I wanted the cassette he was having and he also wanted to have the cassette which I was carrying, Shanker told me to wait in his room, which had a separate entrance from outside and he will come back as soon as possible. I asked him why can't he just hand over the tape then and there itself, but he told me he has kept it hidden in his room and can take it out after he comes back only.
He also told me to be quiet while sitting in his room, as his Father, a 50 year old Police Constable, has not gone for duty that day and is in the house. I knew Shanker was really afraid of his Father, who was a giant man and had a very bad reputation in the city as a cruel Police Constable and a drunkard. Shanker's Mother had died long back and Shanker and his elder Sister Seetha, an unemployed young woman, was staying in the house along with their Father. Shanker was 18, same as my age, and his elder Sister Seetha was 20, and married to a man since 3 years, who was working in a private factory at Bombay. He used to come only once every two years. His Sister Seetha had a child, a boy of 2 years.
I was also afraid to face Shanker's Father, so I got in his room quietly and locking the room, started to read a book. After some time, I heard some noise like someone crying from inside the house. I slowly got up and peeped through the curtain of the window, which looked into the house. I understood that the noise was coming inside from his Father's room, which was exactly opposite Shanker's room. The door was open and I could see inside very clearly. The scene inside the room was really shocking. Shanker's Father was holding his Daughter's hands together at her back with his left hand, and she was crying and telling something to him. Shanker's Sister Seetha had an above-average body, with well-stacked boobs, round thighs and a good-sized ass, but she could not release the grip of her Father, even though she struggled hard. First I could not hear properly, but soon I understood that she was pleading to her Father to leave her alone. She was wearing a black gown and her Father was wearing a pyjama only and I immediately understood that he is drunk. Shanker's Sister Seetha was crying and was telling her Father excuses, that Shanker will come soon, her sleeping Son will wake up, and to please leave her. The more she pleaded, the more angry her Father became. He slapped her on her face and roughly turned her round and gave several hard slaps on her ass also, the smacking sound of those hard slaps ringing in the room, then turning her again and still holding both her hands together at her back with his left hand, started squeezing both her breasts hard.
I watched with growing fascination and at the same time felt my cock becoming hard inside my pants. I had read vastly about Father-Daughter incest and had also heard that the same happened in India also. But this was my first experience seeing the same in real.
Inside, Shanker's Sister Seetha was pleading desperately and struggling hard to escape her Father's rough hands squeezing her breasts. Then I heard her Father speaking and I heard her telling her in a threatening voice that she better obey him like before, otherwise he will write anonymous letter to her husband about how she was fucked first when she was 16 years by one of her Cousins and when her Husband married her, she was not a virgin. That threat had immediate effect on Shanker's Sister Seetha. She stopped struggling, but still was crying. Her Father continued squeezing his Daughter's both breasts hard for some more time and then released her hands.
She stood there in front of her drunk Father, crying softly and her body trembled. Catching hold of her shoulders, her Father roughly pushed her down to the floor and she was on her knees in front of her Father. Her Father immediately took out his hard cock from inside his pyjamas and it jerked up and down in front of her face. His jerking cock was very large. It stuck out from his fly for almost 8 inches. On seeing her Father's large hard cock jerking close-up in front of her face, Shanker's Sister Seetha turned her face to one side, looking away. Her Father immediately became angry again. Steadying himself, he caught hold of his Daughter's hair and jerked her face back towards his cock. The cruel holding made her to cry out, but her Father immediately thrust his hard cock into her mouth, thereby silencing her cry.
Meanwhile, seeing this cruel act I was shocked, but my cock was responding well to this raw sexual assault happening in front of my own eyes, and that too by a Father on his own Daughter. I could not control my passion. I took out my cock and started jacking off, watching the scene. By this time, Shanker's Father has started mouth-fucking his Daughter, still holding her hair tight in his hands. His hard thrusts made her choke on his large cock, which by the looks, I understood was reaching her inner throat. He was squatting slightly, to allow himself to mouth-fuck his Daughter's mouth more conveniently. I heard him muttering something to her and upon receiving no response, jerked on her hair and immediately her hands came up, pulled out her Father's balls from inside his pyjamas and started to caress them with her hands.
By this time, I was jerking fast on my cock. This scene of the drunk Father raping his own Daughter orally was too much for my nerves. Shanker's Father was making wild noises and was thrusting hard into his Daughter's mouth or in other words right into her throat. Several times she made noises like she will throw up, but each time her Father's deep thrusting cock silenced her. Releasing his right hand, but still holding his Daughter's hair with his left hand and kneeling more, her Father again started roughly squeezing her breasts.
