The rehearsal luncheon was a blast, and all the speeches from Tom’s and my friends were great. Some were touching and some funny, and the whole thing went late into the afternoon. But then it was time to say goodbye to Tommy ‘til tomorrow. That whole ‘cant see each other the night before’ tradition was something his family was really stuck on. Mom would have rolled her eyes if she’d still been with us, but it was okay.
Daddy dropped me off in my suite in the hotel – it would magically become the Bridal Suite tomorrow, but tonight it was just the Bride-To-Be’s. He came in with me to make sure everything was in order, of course, and I had to show him the view out the window, I hopped on the couch to open the curtain, and heard him come up behind me.
“Beautiful view,” he said, as his hand slid up between my legs to cup me under my skirt.
Oh, fuck. I melt so fucking fast when Daddy touches me. I always have. He only stroked his fingers against my panties once and, just like I have since I can remember, I was arching, sticking my ass out for him. The familiar shiver inside meant I was two seconds from soaking the fabric and his fingers.
Daddy hiked my skirt up and slid both hands up my thighs, moving to pull my panties to the side with one hand while unbuckling and unzipping his slacks with the other.
“It’s going to be a while until we get this view again,” he said. His husky voice made me shiver all over in anticipation.
“I know, we betterrrrhhhheenjoy it while we c-’
The long slow slide of Daddy’s cock into me made me slur my words, but when he pulled it out and thrust back in hard, I couldn’t speak at all. In fact, only a few gasped squeaks escaped me until I screamed in orgasm as he fucked me like it was the last time he’d ever have the chance. Of course it wasn’t, but it would be less often now.
Daddy fucked me right through my climax, forcing himself into my spasming cunt, prolonging it fucking me into that hazy space between pleasure and pain. As I came down he asked me, each grunted word accompanied by a powerful jerk of his hips.
“Did..you..stop..your…pill?”
I didn’t have the breath to tell him I’d stopped two weeks ago – and bled like a fatal wound almost immediately. Tommy and I were planning on just letting nature tell us if and when we were going to have kids… But as soon as Daddy heard my hissed “Yesssss” his grip on my hips tightened even more and he completely lost it. I could only hold on for dear life as, for brief, vicious seconds, he became a complete monster, something I’d felt before, but not very often. It made me feel like his little thing all over again. I could feel him swelling inside me as his body slapped against mine, until with an animal snarl he slammed against me and locked me against him. His rooted cock pumped me utterly full of his cum. Daddy, as usual, didn’t like listening to nature.
Categories: Cassie Andra, Erotic Fiction, The Wrong Alphabet
The Erotic Writer 
ok for Christ sake I need more of this story!!