Here "Comes" The Bride

Entering the room, he tosses his jacket into a nearby chair and comes up behind her. Looking over her shoulder, he sees what she sees and finds that the view in the full-length mirror was in fact stunning. "Damn your beautiful baby", he tells her.

Watching her grow up had been one amazing ride and today he was not happy about watching her walk down the aisle and into the arms of another man.

"I wish to give you my wedding gift before you put on your veil but I want to ask you three very unusual requests, first..." Hands move up to her shoulder as he slowly turns her about so she is now facing him.

Being about 5'4, her hair normally down her back but swept up for her special day. The wedding dress accenting her curves even more as if the dress was painted on. Giving her a quick once over he decides that yes he was going to do this.

"Kenzi, I love you so much" he tells her and she bobs her head as if she has heard this many times over the years, all in one context or another but he shakes his head, continuing "No, Kenzi.... Since your mother passed away it has just been you and I. I have been the dutiful father but once you turned eighteen and you became an adult... I have seen you in a new light. You have grown into a beautiful young woman."

"Aw, daddy... I love you too" she exclaims and moves arms about his neck to hug him. God she smelled wonderful, and then he reaches up... moving his hands to pull her arms down. "I love you Kenzi," he tells her again. Seeing confusion on her face, he lets a hand slip about her corseted waist and pulls her closer to him. Before she can protest, he kisses her and not some fatherly chaste kiss... he kisses her like a man kissing a woman.

At first, her lips are solid... cold against his lips, then as he leaves his pressed against hers, lightly running his tongue over her lips... then just when he thinks he was wrong, her lips part and he slips into her mouth... tasting his daughter lips for the first time... which causes her to make a small sound in surprise. She stiffens in his arms but as the kiss deepens, she slowly begins to relax in his arms and hesitantly... her tongue tentatively touching his at first and chases his as the kiss continues.

Pulling back from the kiss, seeing her confusion, he only gives her a hint of a smile before he continues; " I wish to give you, your wedding gift early, however I ask for three small requests first. One - is permission to kiss you again but I want... you to kiss me anyway you want to, but not as a daughter... not as anything but what you really want at this moment.

"But daddy, I'm your daughter" she lowers her voice "I'm your... were... Well we're family." she states.

However, he notices the hint of color to her face and keeps his hold about her waist. Not so much for the kiss he was asking for but for the fact she might try to bolt. Expecting it as there had been clues... hints... the past couple of years but neither couldn't act. As much as he wanted to... he couldn't but now that she was age he could. She closes the distance between them and not needing any more encouragement, she presses her lips to him and kisses him this time.

Lost they get into that kiss; he feels her arms slip up about his neck again and soon her body is pressed up against his. His other hand cups her face, then down to run over the top of her dress... their kiss only confirming... that he is going to continue and ask for more.

Pulling back again, her eyes are glazed, her face now fully flushed... even her breath has quickened and so he leans in to give another quick kiss. Feeling her reach for him, he chuckles and gives a shake of his head.

"I have two more requests my dear, the 2nd is I want to feel those breasts that I have watched mature through the years and become so round and ... " he can't help to leave the sentence as he has wanted to play with them for years. Watching them turn from small bee stings, to the full firm round shape they are now, which holds up her dress.

Slowly he sees her turn about, he cautiously moves to unzip her dress and as it folds over... he finds she wears no bra as the top of her dress had a corset built into it. His hands move up about her front and he begins to grip each firm, youthful, fleshy mound... fingers move to the nipples and he teases them by rolling them between fingers, giving small pinches and then he turns her about... his head lowers and he takes one into his mouth... suckling one... tasting... drawing it in and even nipping with his teeth... small sounds he hears her starting to make as he moves back and forth between the two... wanting to enjoy them as much as possible, as the hint of fear he will never do so again comes to mind.

Her hands he feels move to his head and slips through the strands of his hair. Taking a moment he looks up and sees her watching him with a heated look... she gives him a sign by the slight nod of her head and can't' help but make a sound he moves to one breast and taking the end of one nipple, and slowly tugs it away from her body.... Till she makes a small pained sound. Looking up he sees her lower lip between teeth and he lets the end go and she quickly exhales a held breath... now moving to the other to do the same.

After a few minutes, he pulls back... kissing her again... her response to him much more welcoming than their first kiss. Then he draws from her; "My last request my sweet girl is I want to touch you... I want to see how wet you are for me baby girl" he asks her and now more willing... he watches her pull from him and she steps across the room. Thinking she is to pull away and end things... he is surprised, as he thought he would have to convince her and watches as she bends over... grabbing the sides of her skirt, pulling them up and then leans over the small sofa that is in the bridal room, her breasts hanging over, dangling... It does not take him twice to be told and he follows her.

Fingers he dips into her... no pre-warning... no foreplay... oh god how wet she was and with all they have done, he knew he was just as rock hard for her, as she was wet for him. Pushing two fingers into her... he moves his other hand back up to one breast... Kneading her tender breast, then slowly moves down, over the material of her dress and fingers hunt through all the material, seeking her nub between her thighs... finally finding the treasured spot, he begins to finger her... he hears small noises as she becomes more turned on by what he is doing... and this... this is what he has dreamed of since she hit puberty... to claim her... moving his hands away and hers a pitiful sigh as she waits for what he is going to do next.

Hands he moves quickly to undo his pants, his cock so hard that it hits her ass when it falls out... he grabs it and moves to dip it between her legs. Her head rises as she is not sure what is going on and before she can move, react or say anything to prevent him from getting what he wants... he leans over her body and whispers huskily;" this is my wedding gift to you.." and with that she feels his big mushroom head push at the entrance of her sopping wet pussy and forces it inside of her

Realization hits her and as the small sofa is before her, she finds she is pinned and cannot move away... she feels her father enter her most sacred area that was to be saved for her husband and now is being taken by her own father...

Moving his hips left and right just enough to work his fat cock into his daughter's cunt and soon he feels resistance... surprise hits him as he realizes she is still a virgin and his hand that has move back up to her breast... drawing her body back up against him, his other hand snakes about her waist and he pants near her face... 'My Gooo...ood... I didn't know... what a gift you have... given me.." and with those words, he shoves hard up deep, the first to ever enter this sacred place... breaking her hymen and takes her virginity... her cherry... hearing her cry out as he breaks through, he gives her a moment to accept what has happen and soon he starts to move in and out. Nice long and even strokes...his cock being hugged by such a tight cunt... that he feels was always meant for him.

Lost in the deep recesses of her body... eyes close as all he wants to do is enjoy this moment, when he hears something that catches his attention... sounds that are not his own fill his ears and opening his eyes... he feels her hips trying to push back on him.. Allowing him to go deeper into her. Her hands move from his arms to the sofa and he hears words coming from him... "yes.. Daddy... oh.. Yes.. please... more.. " and that is all that it takes to egg him on... he begins to fuck her like a madman possessed... going harder... deeper... the taboo of fucking his own daughter... digs at him and soon one hand grabs onto her hip in a way he knows will leave bruising and with head thrown back... he impales her body one last deep time and cum's deep inside of his daughters precious cunt.

Spurt after spurt he begins to fill her with his seed... when he feels her cunt clamp about his cock as her first orgasm hits her... her cries fill the room as he feels her body shudder and he keeps his grip firm as he feels her clench and release.. . in the pleasure she has found.

It seemed like forever but in reality only a few short minutes passed... sadly... he pulls himself from her still semi hard. Feeling wetness following down and dribbling down the inside of her thigh... He knows if he had more time he would fill her again but sadly their time is running short. He tucks himself back into his pants and then he reaches for a nearby towel that shows makeup on it... moves to bend down to help his daughter clean up and straighten her skirts when it dawns on him that she wore no underwear.

"Where are you undergarments Kenzi?" he asks her as she slowly rises and moves to pull her hair aside so he can help with her dress. Zipping her up, she turns about with a small smile on her face... "They are over there.. I was going to ask you to help me with them as I have wanted you just as much as it seems you wanted me but I was afraid," she states with a laugh to her voice.

Stunned, he can't help to laugh with her and goes over to where she pointed and brings over the ivory underwear she was to wear and watching her lean back on the side of the sofa... lifting her skirt once more for him and he helps her step into them one leg at a time... as he draws them up, he smells the juices of their sex that still is leaking from her pussy and makes a small sound of need, wanting to fill her again but instead moves to slide them up over her hips... only taking a moment to place a small kiss right at the heart of the silk material covering her mons.

Stepping back he watches her get her hair straight and he goes to sit on a nearby chair. Reaching for his phone he pulls it out and sends a text message.

"I have one more surprise my love" he tells her, then continues, "If we had not gone this far, I was never going to share but as we have gone this far... I wanted to give you one more wedding gift."

Quickly she moves across the room... falling to her knees as she rests her head on his knees... "no daddy.. Don't say goodbye.. I am always going to be your little girl."

His hand moves to her head and instead of sadness... he starts to laugh.. "No my sweet girl, I'm not saying goodbye." A knock is heard and he calls out to enter, her groom enters the room and he shuts the door behind him.

Confusion shows on her face again as she looks between the men and beings to rise, but he moves with her, helping her up. Still fully aware she is filled with his cum.... He motions his future son over and states; "Kenzi... I have news to share with you...."