“Daddy? When are you going to fuck this bride properly?”

As soon as her fiancé's other father, the father of his half-brother, had arrived around noon at the hotel where the wedding rehearsal dinner would be held, he had simply walked towards her and held her by her slender arm, taking her to her bedroom.

Esme let out a little cry of surprised pleasure as he manhandled her and simply grabbed her by the arm, taking the bride forcefully to the hotel bedroom of the marrying couple. She knew he was going to fuck her today, one day before her wedding, without even asking her, and she couldn’t be more aroused by the way he treated her.

She quickly opened the door with her key card, her excited cunt already dripping wet.

He pushed her in front of him into the room and walked her, still holding her by the arm, to the marital king-sized bed, in the very last moment closing and automatically locking the room door. The moment Esme stood with her legs against the wooden frame of the bed, her ass involuntarily pushed against the crotch of her new father-in-law. She could feel his large, fully erect cock inside his pants, ready for the young bride.

He roughly lifted her skirt over her hips, and Esme let out another little cry of lust. She loved the way her dominating father-in-law was treating her as a cheap cunt and after the skirt was out of the way, he simply pushed her onto the bed on her knees. She was only wearing stockings under her skirt that morning, her shaven mound now raised into the air, perfectly accessible, without any kind of fabric protecting it.

As she felt his big knob touching her poop exit, she moaned, not having expected to be fucked in her tight ass first. She lifted her ass higher in the air, giving her father-in-law the best possible angle to drill her little sphincter. As if it were the most natural thing to do, she pulled her ass wide open with one hand, inviting him in, supporting herself with the other arm.

He didn’t have any mercy, and as soon as the cock head was half inside her tight tunnel, he gave her a hard shove, sinking that delicious phallus halfway inside her, the head already reaching the wider rectum area.

Esme groaned from the brute ****; her anal muscles were ruined, but she pushed her ass back against her father-in-law, wanting to be the slut he expected her to be. It hurt, but in a good way. Her pussy was wetter than ever.

The rest of his large cock went inside her without any problems, filling that tight tunnel beautifully. Just as he was about to sink balls deep inside her, his big cockhead bumped against that curve leading to her colon. He pulled back a little and pushed again, giving her that delicious feeling of rubbing that last hurdle before reaching her colon. He pushed and pulled back again, Esme now moaning continuously, lost in pleasure. One more push and the fat head popped past that curve, reaching her intestine. Her orgasm ripped through her body, sending waves of pleasure deep into her cheating cunt, as her father-in-law grabbed her by the waist and started fucking her bowels in a fast and hard pace.

Esme didn’t have to do anything anymore but receive. She stopped supporting herself with her one arm and lay her upper body down, flat on the bed, as her knees kept her brown hole high up in the air. In between the drilling, she was able to reach her wet cunt with one hand and started rubbing her swollen clit, a second orgasm quickly flooding her senses.

This is how she wanted to be treated, like a beautiful, willing fuck-hole. She felt her father-in-law speed up his pace, and somehow, she was able to reach with one hand his slapping balls, softly caressing them with her nails, inviting them to fill her colon with their hot cum. Suddenly, he stopped fucking her and tensed up, keeping his cock as deep as possible inside her guts, holding her waist tight. Esme heard him grunt behind her as her father-in-law's cock pumped her colon full with his hot cum, flooding that cheating brown tunnel with ease. Another orgasm ripped through her as she felt another wave of hot cum being dumped inside her. She softly kept caressing his balls, making sure they would shoot the very last drop of cum inside her.

Finally, he pulled out and crashed on the bed beside her. At the same time, Esme's knees gave up, and she let herself fall down on her stomach, her used ass upwards, making sure his cum would stay inside her.

After five or six minutes, their breathing became regular again, sweat drops shining on both their faces. From the face-down fucking Esme's makeup was a mess; her lipstick was smeared, and some mascara had to be redone. She loved that feeling, having been used like that by an almost complete stranger. But she wanted more. So, time to get that beautiful cock up and running again!

“Daddy?” Esme asked in a sultry tone, “When are you going to fuck this bride properly?”

Her father-in-law smiled. His son had only watered down what he told him: Esme was going to be his new personal family slut from now on; he would make sure of that. Perhaps she could join him on his business trips as his personal assistant, he thought. Still lost in thoughts, he felt her small hand caress his spent cock and tickle his balls. He could even feel the cold metal of her engagement ring, as her hand kept playing with his cock.

But he had to admit, her hand did wonders, and he was surprised that his cock started to get hard again. "Little bitch," he thought, "next time I will last longer." He felt a fingernail travel from his cock's base slowly upwards, reaching his sensitive cock head and dabbing against his frenulum. The effect was immediate, his cock quickly growing fully erect again.

He turned on his stomach and turned her around on her back. She cooed, happy that she was with a real man. He was going down on her, and she automatically spread her legs, offering him that shiny wet slit. His tongue quickly found her swollen outer lips and went past them. Her father-in-law started lapping up and down her cunt, tasting the remains of her juices from one of her orgasms. The moment his tongue dabbed her clit, she moaned, her hand automatically pulling his face deeper against her. He switched from licking to sucking and back to licking again, making her go crazy. Esme kept moaning, lost in pleasure from his experienced mouth. The moment he nibbled on her clit, she completely lost it and came in his mouth, flooding his face with her juices.

“Oooooooohhhhh gaaawd!” She screamed, writhing below him, losing any sense of time, as her orgasm kept sending electric waves through her entire body.

“Esme!” A familiar voice called through the door. “Are you OK?!”

“Huh?” she replied, bewildered.

“Are you OK?” her fiancé asked again.

“Yes, yes.” Esme replied, “I am OK.”

“Can I come in?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t want you to see the dress.”

“Ah, of course, OK.” Her fiancé replied.

“Can we talk for a minute?”

“If we must. Give me a sec.” As she looked at the ready, erect cock, she sighed from disappointment at having to leave it and stood up from the bed, walking towards the door.

She stood behind the door and carefully opened it just a tiny bit, making sure he could not look into the room. He supported himself with one hand against the doorframe as he talked to her.

“What is it?”

“Are you doing your make-up?” her fiancé asked, seeing the smeared lipstick.

“Kind of. Why?”

"No, nothing.” Her fiancé replied, knowing better not to ask too much. Before he could ask another question, he thought he heard naked feet walk up to her and stand right behind her but discarded the idea right away because that was impossible.

“Is Auntie still coming?” he then asked, but as soon as he saw her reaction, he knew he shouldn’t have asked. Esme had closed her eyes, and her mouth was half open, letting out a soft sigh. It almost looked as if she had been hurt by his question, because she let out a little moan after that.

“Mmmmmhhh.” His bride could only answer.

“When are you coming down?”

“Mhhh… I am cumming as quick as I can, honey.”

“OK, take your time.”

“Oooh! I will.” Was all she could moan. That beautiful hard cock of her father-in-law was now all the way inside her cheating cunt, and he just started a slow mating cadence, fucking her balls deep.

“I will cum soon. I promise," Esme reassured him.

"Wait a second." The young bride said to her fiancé.

Esme quickly put her hand on her fiancé's hand, and it was rubbing over his hand back and forth, in the same rhythm as the thrusts her bridal cunt was receiving.

“Do you love me?”

“Of course!”

"Do you truly love me?" The bride asked again, slightly panting.

“Then go and let me finish here, will you?”

“Sure! See you later!”

Esme didn’t reply and simply closed the door. The idea of being fucked as her fiancé was simply a thin door away from her made the cheating even better. Her father-in-law's cock was indeed bigger, or at least, had more girth. She felt her labia move over his rod, trying to suck a vacuum as he was pulling back each time, and groaned as he sank that fat cock deep inside her again. Now that the door was closed, she could lean better against it, supporting herself with both arms as she took a wider stance, giving her new daddy a wide-open cunt. As she arched her back a little, the angle for his cock was perfect, drilling her deep and, at the same time, rubbing her sensitive clit with each move.

He wouldn't last much longer after having fucked her for a steady twenty minutes against that door. She had been contracting her cunt the entire time on his phallus, and his breathing had become a bit ragged.

Esme looked over her shoulder and teased him a little. “I don’t think you have any cum left, Daddy.”

Her words did wonders, as she felt his cock twitch inside her.

“Is Daddy fucking his son's bride?”

“Am I your new family slut?”

Her father-in-law started grunting as she kept whispering to him.

“Maybe I wanted to have a baby on my wedding day.”

“Would you like to knock up your son's cheating bride?”

“Make my belly round?”

That sent him over the edge, and Esme could feel the first hot cum shots filling her cunt. He held her still by the waist and kept his pumping cock as deep as possible, as more dumps followed. He has enough cum to knock up a squad of cheerleaders, she thought, as her pussy tried to drink all his warm seed. She tried to pull him deeper with her cunt muscles, but he was already as deep as he could be, and the first cum started leaking on her tanned legs. I won't wash myself, she thought, and the kinkiness of the idea of sitting at the rehearsal dinner with cum-smeared legs made her orgasm flood his cock with her juices. As he pulled out, he walked towards the bed and lay on it, spent. She joined him, barely being able to walk, and they both lay like that in a beautiful afterglow.

To be continued.