You can't move

You stutter, "I... I ...I don't know," as the smell of their sex consumes your nose.

Greg swats your hands away before grabbing his daughter's ass. "That right, you don't know, so why don't you back up and let a man that knows what he is doing do it!"

Your mind blanked as you were left utterly awestruck by the situation. You try to rebel by telling yourself to move forward, and grip Amy 's ass, but your body refuses to move, so you try to backway, but once again, your body doesn't obey your commands. As a result, your body doesn't move in front until you hear Amy soft voice say, "I know honey, but at least for now, can you just back up, please."

Hearing her voice freed your feet to take a step back. However, hearing Greg booming voice say, "What do you mean for 'For now.'? No, you'll be a good little boy and sit back and watch my cock pound my daughter's pussy until she decides to dump you." Making your feet feel like they are encased in concrete again as Greg began to gyrate his cock inside the woman you love again.

Greg grunts. "That's it, princess; take your daddy's seed." Before looking around his slender daughter and at you with a giant grin, "Boy, I bet you didn't know that my Princess like getting fucked like this. Ha, she loves being a princess cowgirl, don't you, Princess." Amy was too tired and overwhelmed by her orgasm to answer her father's rhetorical question before he continued speaking. "Now stand back at watch a real man make passionate love to my princess." You can hear Amy try to say something, but he silences her with a kiss as he rolls her over and starts making love to her missionary style. His body quickly blocks your view so that all you can see of her is her legs warping around his naked hairy ass as it thrusts back and forth.

Being only able to see a naked hairy male ass destroys what little motivation you had to watch them have sex, and you lay down on your spot next to the bed and try to fall asleep.

Eventually, you manage to convince your body to fall to sleep despite Amy and Greg non-stop sex. However, even in your dream, you couldn't escape their sex. As every scene, you could imagine, eventually always devolved into an animalistic fucking session between Amy and her father.

The morning brought the hope of a new day, a day that, due to its business, brought you hope of a reprieve from seeing Greg have sex with Amy again. As your eyes open to the morning, you are actually excited to feel a still bed and hear the silent room. The sounds of dripping water on tiles from the bathroom tell you that someone is in the shower.

At home, the bathroom has always been a private place for Amy, and at home, she would go so far as to lock the door whenever she entered it. Not that she didn't trust you, but she does it to prevent any accidental entrance.

That means either Amy or Greg is in the shower. A glance at the bed confirms no one is in it, meaning someone is somewhere else in the house.

You search the vast house but find no one until you hear Amy screaming from the bathroom, "OH FUCK, DADDY!" Which draws your attention toward the bathroom for the first time. You haven't even glanced in its direction before now; why would you have? Everything you have learned would have told you the door would have been closed and locked. But to your complete shock, the bathroom door is left open as if it was on purpose, allowing you to see Amy tits pressing against the glass as Greg fuck her hair from behind while pulling her hair.

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Her tits look like headlights while pressed against the glass, with her eyes staring straight forward. Despite looking right at you with her glassy blue eyes, she shows no signs of noticing you standing just three feet before her. You watch as her eyes roll back and her chin tilts up as she moans from what you can only assume to be her orgasm as Greg grunts, "That's it, princess, let me show you what it feels like to orgasm on a real man's cock."

You watch as a stream of white liquid flows down Amy long tan legs, signaling that Greg has once again come inside her pussy raw, something that you have never been able to do, as Greg pulls her head back by the hair so he can kiss her on the lips.

Disgusted by the slight before you, you turn around and wait in the dining room for them to finish.

Sometime later, Amy and Greg come walking out of the bathroom together, giggling and holding hands. Amy must have forgotten you were even in the house. As her face goes ghostly white in embarrassment, she pushes her father's hand away and stutters, "Oh, I am sorry, honey. Did we wake you?"

With commanding authority, Greg reaches around her back and pulls her close "Princess, what did I say? If you want my approval for your marriage, your going to have to pretend he's not there when I am around."

You see Amy quietly mouth 'It's ok honey, it's just for a little while' before her big blue eyes towards Greg and saying "Yes daddy, sorry."

Greg grins back at his daughter. "Well, then, let's get going. We have a long day ahead of us." Your jaw hits the floor at Greg daringness as you see his finger pressing into Amy asscrack through her dress as he guides her to the door.

The car ride

It was almost like you weren't even there in the car, as Greg ensured you were never involved in the conversation. So you focused on meaningless things in your phone until your heard Amy protest, "Daddy, please, not now!"

Greg "Why not, Princess? I have finger you countless times on our trips."

Amy glances back at you in the rearview mirror, Greg must have noticed it because before she can say anything, he sternly says, "What did I say about him!?!"

Amy gently shifts her eyes from the mirror before saying, "Ok, Daddy," before opening her legs. Which allows Greg to pull her dress up so he can easily finger her pussy directly through her pink throng.

The shopping

You three travel the state going wedding shopping. At each stop, Greg would introduce the three of you as the bride, the father of the bride, and the bride's personal servant. Neither you nor Amy liked him calling you a servant, but neither of you had the guts or desired to stop him. Amy did most of the talking at each stop. When they did need a male opinion, it was Greg who gave it. You must have said less than ten words during twelve hours of traveling and shopping.

The fourth stop was a more risky dress shop. After trying on two dresses Greg turns to the store manager and asks, "Do you mind if I get in the changing room with my daughter to save time?"

The store manager smiles and waves, "For you, of course, go right ahead." Before he walks off, allowing Greg to whisper to you, "My Princess is getting horny, and I can't have that affecting her judgment, so I am going to go fuck her. You be a good little boy and stand guard."

Within you hear Amy moan, "Oh daddy, in here?" To which Greg answers, "I can't have this be distracting you, so yes, in here."

Seconds later, you hear moaning, "Oh fuck your Dick, daddy, oh fuck." Above the sounds of flesh slapping together.

Greg grunts, "Princess, I know it's hard with my big dick, but you must try to keep it down. We can't have the other shoppers or this store employees hearing you."

Amy "I know, Daddy, but you know I can't. Not with you like this." There is a stop to all the noise for five seconds before Greg "Princess, lift your right leg for a second." There is another two-second pause before he continues, "Here, put this in your mouth and see if it helps." Before the sounds of flesh slapping together, restart. With ever they did certainly muffled Amy moans, but it didn't stop you from hearing them or being able to tell exactly what he was doing to her.

Seven minutes you hear the telltale signs of both of them coming together before Amy grooms. "Daddy, just look at them; they're too wet for me to put back on now."

Greg "That ok, Princess, just give them here, and I'll use them to clean you up, and you can go commando until we get back to the hotel.

Two minutes later, Greg walks out and places a cum covered pink thong in your hand. "Hold on to this for me, boy. And I better not catch you doing anything gross and disgusting with them."

You are honestly too shocked at the fact that you are holding the love of your life's thong in your hand, something that the ordinarily private Amy would never have let you touch outside of sex, AND IT HAS HER FATHER CUM ON IT, to do anything but just hold it out in you hand where he left it, dumbfounded. Prompting Greg angrily glare, you don't. "Boy, what the fuck do you think you're doing. I will not have my Princess's indecencies out in the open like she is a two-bit whore. SO HIDE THEM ALREADY!"

You are about to snap and scream, "The only reason why anyone would think she is a whore is that you have been groping her and fucking her everywhere we go like a pervert." But your better judgment holds your tongue. So you just put them in your back pocket, which only made you feel even discosting, and her saliva and his cum quickly shooked through your pocket and to your skin.

The Hotel

After five more stops, You finally pull into the hotel at 9:30. Greg "Princess, why don't you run on it? So I can have a talk with John."

Amy grins at her father, "ok, Daddy." The moment she is outside of earshot of you two Greg says, "I am going to go have mindblowing sex with my Princess again. I would be nice and ask if you wanted to join in, but I know you are too much of a pussy, so if we include it would just ruin it for the both of us. So you'll be a good little bag boy and take our bags up. And if I see one scratch on them or the car, you won't be alive in the morning."

By the time you made it up to the room with all the bags, Amy and Greg clothes littered the floor, and they were already having sex in the shower. Not wanting to witness them fucking, you lay down on the sofa in the corner of the room. The room only had one bed and a couch, and something inside of you told you that Amy and Greg would be sharing the bed tonight.

Your hopes that tomorrow would be better are quickly dashed as you are waken up by Amy moans and her naked painted toes tickling your nose. You look up to see that Greg is holding up in the air with his cock plunged into her pussy just two feet above you as he says, "Hay scum bag" The look in Amy 's eyes tells you she hates it when he calls you that but his cock pushing deep inside of her keeps her silent as he continues "get the fuck moving, and take your the shower first so that we can finish up."

That day was much of the same as the day before, with you being treated as a servant and Greg fingering Amy 's shaven pussy every chance he could get.

Back home

Once they get back to Amy 's house before you leave, Greg growls," This is not me giving my approval because that trash of a man is a long way from earning it, but if you two are serious about this, You two will do it old-fashioned. Honey, I don't want to know if you have done anything with this boy, but if you have, it stops now until your wedding. Do you understand me, Princess?"

Amy smiles up at her daddy. "Yes, Daddy!" before giving him a hug and kiss and jumping off toward the car. You move to follow her, but Greg quickly places your arm in a strangled hold. "My Princess might not always listen to me, but boy, YOU BETTER BECAUSE YOUR LIFE MIGHT DEPEND ON IT. Let me be clear, I know what my Princess's pussy feels and tastes like, and if it's even slightly different next week, I will hunt you to the ends of the earth, and your **** will be VERY PAINFUL! You hear me, boy?"

Amy apologized for her father's actions during the weekend and offered to make it up to you, but Greg 's threat was enough to keep your dick in your pants.

Week after week Greg would devise excuses for you to drive his daughter back to his house. The excuses ranged from something to do with the wedding to prepare you for a job in his company. Each time he would have his raw dick inside Amy before the night's end. After each weekend, Amy would apologize for her father and offer some sort of sex, but you would always decline.

Your wedding was the following spring, roughing 18 months after you asked Amy to marry you, but you stopped counting times in turns of weeks or months; instead, you counted time in terms of weekends at Greg's.

Greg didn't want any weekend to be easy on you. On the weekends, when Greg didn't have much free time to fuck Amy, he made sure that when he could fuck Amy, he would fuck her as close as possible to you without you touching your girlfriend. On one occasion, he even placed a pillow on your chest while you were lying on the sofa and then fucked her on top of the pillow.

You and Amy left Greg house on the 45th weekend, Greg told them that they would be spending the following weekend on the beach and that he would be buying Amy some swimwear. Knowing Greg 's taste, you are fully aware that you will have to spend that weekend watching Amy walk around in the skimpiest bikinis or nothing at all. You have absolutely no interest in being teased all weekend while knowing two other people are getting their rocks off every chance they get, no matter how excellent the destination is. And the destination couldn't be much better. Greg want all out and booked an on-the-ocean, all-glass house in a calm, crystal-clear water out cover. The place must have been 5000 dollars a night, but as Greg says, 'Only the best for his princess.'

Greg couldn't even wait the two hundred-yard boat ride out to the apartment from the beach to get his dick into Amy, as he made her strip and fucked her on the front of the boat as he made you drive the boat.

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That weekend he must have really liked fucking his daughter out in the open on the driving platform between her sum bathing season as he must have done it at least six times before you finally got to go home.

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Greg planned a two-week cruise. Despite spending a ton of money for the cruise, Greg must have only left the room half a dozen times as he spent most of his time sex-sunbathing with Amy on the balcony.

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Two weeks of not being able to masturbate as you had to watch the woman you love walking around in skimpy bikinis, so skimpy that they could be considered lingerie when her dad had her wear clothes at all, nearly drove you insane.

So when you heard that the after the cruise ended on a Saturday, meaning that you had to spend the night at Greg, you were actually happy. At least there, she wore regular clothes most of the time.

On the way into the house Greg turns towards his daughter and says, "Princess, why don't you go get ready for a shower? I'll be in to join you in about ten minutes."

Amy gives her father an odd look as if he wasn't sure what was about to happen, but knowing better than to question it, she says, "Ok, Daddy!"

Greg grabs you and pulls you to the table the moment his daughter is outside of earshot. "You know that you are really a pathic loser, and it beats me that my Princess hasn't left you yet. But I didn't promise her that I would offer you a job, so here it is. You are going to be the bitch boy of my company. I wouldn't ever trust a piece of shit like you with anything with real responsibilities, so that's what you get."

You look down at the other, and to your surprise, it actually pays really well, except it comes with a clause that says Greg has complete control over your finances and that your name tag must say "Worthless POS."

You really didn't want to take something that was designed to demean you, but it's not like you had any other options that would pay nearly as much, so you quietly accepted the other before Greg walked into the bathroom to fuck Amy once again.

Right after weekend 79 was the big day.

On the night before your wedding Greg ensured that he trapped you alone in a private room. "Boy, I don't know what magic you pulled, but somehow I failed to convince my daughter to call this whole thing off."

"Sir, that's because we love each other."

Greg growls. "Boy, calling you a worm would be an insult to all worms out there. No, my Princess is so far above you that she couldn't possibly love you. I just have to up my game."

You smile, hoping that this is enough to put a stop to whatever he has planned. "But we are getting married tomorrow."

Greg laughs. "Boy, tomorrow changes nothing but the fact that I am going to try even harder to get her away from you. Your weekend meet-ups aren't going to end, but I'll admit, your too much of a sick pervert for watching her own father fuck her to drive you away, So here is what's going to happen. Tonight I am going to go to MY PRINCESS and give it one last try to convince her to call this stupid charade off. If that doesn't work, I'll have two dozen of the best eligible bachelors attending the wedding. All of which have my blessing to win over my daughter's heart. I also offered them a seat on my board if they managed it as extra incentivization for them to bring their game. Not that they are going to need it, because they all are so much better than you. If by some chance she doesn't pick one, I'll pick one for her because I'll sooner die before I let her ruin her special day by ending it in bed with you. Every week after that, I'll have one of them take her on a date until she picks one. And unlike you, they can and will be having sex!" Confident that he has done emotional damage, Greg stands up from the table and walks out.

You and Amy spent the night before your wedding in a unique design wedding sweet. It was a single room with a temporary wall down the middle and two beds pushed up against either side of the wall. It designs such that you two could feel close to each other on the night before your wedding without actually being able to see each other, and During the ceremony, the staff would come in, remove the wall and combine the beds so that you both don't have to move your stuff. The temporary specially designed so that you should be able to hear the faint breath of your significant other when she sleeps in the bed. However, you wouldn't be able to hear anything said farther in the room. It was designed to give the bride the privacy that she needed to get ready while still providing that close feeling as she slept just a thin wall apart. Yet, this just meant You listened to him insult you and beg her to call tomorrow off as he has sex with her.

At the receptions

It was painful to watch man after man, all of which are dressed far better than you, dance with and flirt with your wife at the reception. The only shining note is the Amy didn't really look interested in any of them.

After the wedding had finished, you walked up on Greg having a conversation with his daughter.

Amy "Daddy, ITS MY WEDDING DAY; I AM SLEEPING WITH MY HUSBAND, NOT HIM!"

Greg softly says, "Princess, If you ever want me to consider him your husband, you will do as I say."

Amy stomps her foot in defeat. "Find but no sex!"

Greg "I will not have my Princess not feeling good on her special day, so at minimum, you are to make out with him, and he is to play with you until you cum."

Amy glance back to you and mouths once again, "Sorry, honey. I promise no sex" before turning back to her father and saying, "Find, but I am with John all day tomorrow and no one else! I love you, but I want to be with him."

Greg gives her daughter a half answer, "If that is what will make you truly happy. But right now, Richard is waiting."

You have just lost your bed for the night you wonder where to go. So you wander the empty reception area for about five minutes before you realize you have nowhere else to go. So you walk up the stairs and make it to your room's hallway just in time to see a stranger carrying your wife across the threshold of your wedding sweet and steeling the act that should have been yours. Having no desire to witness what is about to happen inside your room, you camp out in the hallway. You are only given five minutes of privacy before another couple walks out of the elevator and into the hallway. You can hear the female ask, "Who do you think he is? Should he be here? Honey, do you think we should call the cops about him?"

Not wanting to have to explain why a new husband is sitting in the hallway outside his room to some cops, you give up and walk into your room, where you see your bedroom's door closed, which you are surprisingly happy about. However, your stomach twists and turns with complete sadness as you see your wife's wedding dress hanging against the wall, reminding you that another man got the privilege of unwrapping her like a present on your wedding day.

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As you unconsciously walk towards the dress, drawn by Amy perfume radiating from it, you hear her labored breaths after hearing her with Greg so many times before you know it's a sign that she got at most a minute before she cums. You were filled with joy at the thought that this wouldn't be happening much longer, and you could finally sleep with your wife after it finished. However, your joy slowly decreases as her breathing just doesn't change.

Amy moans, "Please let me cum!"

The man laughs back. "Not yet; let it build." As you realize, he is redlining her, and if this man is anything like her father, he could only be doing it for one reason, so you settle in for a long night.

A minute later, you hear Amy moan, "Hay, what are you doing?"

The man "You said no sex; it's not sex if it doesn't go in." Followed quickly by another one of Amy deep moans as your mind instantly pictures the strange man rubbing his cock against your wife's wet swollen, horny pussy lips.

Amy quickly starts to beg, "Please... PLEASE... PLEASE! Let me cum. (GLASP) I NEED TO CUM!" there is a two-second pause before you hear her yell out, "OF FUCK!" You let out a short live shy of relief as you believe she just came, but the sounds bed starting to creak, and the man gives off the fakest excuse ever. "Oh shit, it just slipped in! Just tell me to pull out, and I'll stop." The sounds of Amy muffled moans tell you that he never gave her a chance to say anything as he silences her with a kiss.