NOTE: This story characters are all above 18 and college going. This story is of incest and gang bang. Anyone offended are please warned not to read any further.
This is a continuation of Daughter with my friends I (Jasmine groped) posted in Literotica but I have written in such a way that each story stands on its own.
This is a story of a father who sees his daughter being groped and gets on a fantasy to see his daughter. groped and begins creating incidents for her to be groped. The problems he faces and how he does and the aftermath is the outline of the story. I have divided it into parts with headings to give an idea of what is inside.
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Story so far: A father partying with his friends and goes to the bathroom to wash off spilled Whisky and sees his daughter being groped and used. The father begins to see his daughter in a new angle and create incidents for her to be groped.
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After the party incident, in which I saw my daughter groped by my friends, I always watched her. All the watching seemed useless making me feel paranoid, until one day we traveled in a bus. Due to the heavy rush I was forced to part from my view.
I remembered an incident long ago when I traveled with my mother & sis. I had seen them being groped. Trying to rescue them I had unknowingly participated. Maybe that was what gave me all those fear of groping making me over protective of my daughter and the same time making me fight the lust.
When the view returned I found her near a person of my age or perhaps more. His hand was on her shoulder, which was vastly coming down giving my paranoid feelings a new burst. I tried to move forward but was confined. Forced I watched his hand over her ass, gliding around. He lifted her skirt giving a view of her red panties before his hand dived in. I watched as if seeing a movie and felt the rise and pressure in my pants. After some time I got through but just as the person got down. Thoughts of his hand on her ass, instead of anger was making my dick stiff. The more I thought about it the more I wished I could see it again.
Wish not granted, saw me creating opportunities for others to grope her. Wherever there was rush I would allow her to be in the middle and move her around in such a way that her ass brushed someone's dick or sometimes if there was a queue and she was behind me I would slowly push her back so that her ass stayed on his dick and if I was behind her, I would push her forward slowly so that her tits would be on their back and so on just to see their faces and their reactions. Sometimes some people would lower their hands and place on her ass or pussy and then slowly the fingers would move to trace the lines. The Bus was becoming fast my favorite means of transport. It was on a working day that I saw what I lusted for.