EroticReverie

It was her wedding day and Joanna was ready to walk down the aisle. Standing in the room with her bridesmaids, all of them thin and tall, her mother, thin and tall. She looked at herself in the mirror, she was short, and she was overweight. As she looked at her friends all laughing and telling stories, finishing their hair and makeup touch ups, Joanna second guessed how any man could actually want to marry her when she looked at the wretched armpit fat over flowing out of her dress, the way her necklace that shouldve hung low on her chest, seemed closer to a choker. She hated that even though the dress she chose was gorgeous and absolutely stunning on her. She didn’t feel the way a bride should feel on their wedding day. Instead of the most beautiful, she felt like the ugliest girl in the world.

“What’s wrong Joanna?” one her friends Leslie asked noticing her frowning as she looked at her reflection. Joanna perked up instantly, hiding her emotions. “Oh, nothing!” she smiled and turned around to face them all.

Leslie walked up to her and gave her a knowing look, grabbing her hands. “What’s wrong Jo?” she said softly as all the girls looked to her.

Joanna felt tears being to pool in her eyes as she shook her head and forced another smile. “Nothing. I’m just so happy. You guys have just been the best. ” The other girls smiled and thanked her, and complimented her back and all went back to talking among themselves as her mother left the room.

Leslie looked at Joanna. “Come with me.” she said and pulled Joanna out onto the balcony and wiped the tear that had rolled down her cheek.

“Jo…don’t cry. Please. You’re supposed to be happy. This is your weeding day. What is wrong? Tell me.” She consoled her, rubbing her arms and hugging her and wiping another tear. “You’re going to mess up your makeup.”

Joanna breathed deeply and stopped herself from crying.

“I dont know what I expected it to be any different , shes always done this.” Joanna’s voice started to crack.

“Who?” Leslie asked. “What? Who is doing what?” she asked, stroking the curls falling over Joanna shoulders.

“My mother.” Joanna started to cry more now.  Leslie sighed knowing the past of Joanna and her mother. Joanna’s mother never ever was positive with Joanna bout anything she did, never complimented her, and always made her feel less than.

“She’s complimented all of you on how great you look, and she’s right, you do…and she’s even complimented the hair stylists and the makeup artist, she even complimented the room service womans looks for fucks sake.” She said angrily and clenched her fists, growling at how upset she let her mother make her. “God, she cant even lie to me on my wedding day. My wedding day! The one day you think she’d stop being such a fucking bitch, and force a compliment for her own daughter.” Leslie shook her head.

“Your mother is a cunt Joanna, I know that, we ALL know that. I have no reason why she doesn’t compliment you, and hasn’t today, because you’re the most gorgeous bride I’ve ever seen! And Paul is so lucky, SO lucky to have you. You have to know that you’re beautiful Joanna. You always are, and especially today!” Leslie hugged her.

Joanna hugged her friend back and sighed and appreciated the compliments, and believed them to be genuine, but they still didn’t make her feel any better. Joanna looked into the room with all the girls staring..“Do you mind if you and the girls, just give me a moment? I’ll meet you all downstairs in a little bit.

The hair stylist and makeup artists were already gone and the rest of the girls cleared out of the room leaving Joanna standing on the balcony of her husbands parents home, over looking the enormous backyard, where people were finishing up the last touches before wedding guests were to arrive. With her hands on the railing, looking out at the ocean listening to waves crash against the shore, Joanna breathed slowly, calming herself. But she was unable to.

Joanna didn’t hear him enter the room, she didn’t hear him until he stepped out onto the balcony. Joanna turned around. It was her father. In that very instant seeing the way he looked at her, his mouth dropping open partially and his eyes raising. Joanna suddenly felt better.

"Sweetheart….” he said. “You look perfect.” he said as his hand grabbed Joanna behind the small of her back bringing her into him. “Absolutely perfect.” he said and kissed her softly.

Joanna felt her whole body turn to jello as it always did anytime her father kissed her, or touched her. Joanna’s lips parted slightly as she kissed her father back, they kissed softly with very little tongue. Joanna pulled away and shook her head. “Daddy, no.”

“Leslie told me.” he said and shook his head. “Why do you let her bother you? I swear. I wouldn’t have even invited her if I was you.”

Joanna’s mother and father got a divorce less than a year after he’d started having sex with Joanna. He couldn’t handle the way that she treated Joanna, and because of the fact he was having sex with Joanna, he had no desire for her mother any longer. Joanna’s mother took it quite well, and has had multliple boyfriends since the split. Her mother never found out about Joanna and her fathers secret relationship.

“I can’t help it. She just does.” Joanna sighed in defeat, knowing she shouldn’t let her bother her, but she did. She always did.

Her fathers other hands held her hips and ran them up and down the sids of her torso, caressing her curves in the tight dress, that hugged her close. He moved behind Joanna and wrapped his arms around her waist and rubbed her belly slowly as he kissed her shoulder and up her neck.

“She’s just jealous.” he said and Joanna gasped and the breeze blew and her father bit her neck gently and dragged his mouth up to her ear. “She’s jealous that you’re so damn beautiful.” he said as he tugged her ear lobe gently, the diamond raindrop shaped earring dangling as he dragged his tongue along her ear and breathed into her ear gently. Joanna felt her whole body tingle. She could always count on her Daddy to make her feel better. But ever since she got engaged a year ago, Joanna had cut off her father sexually. She had decided that they were to no longer have sex, or touch in ways that they both knew were inappropriate for a father and daughter.

Joanna felt his hands squeeze her hips as he pulled her back into his groin. She couldn’t exactly feel him through her dress, but Joanna knew her father loved to do this anytime Joanna had made him hard.

“My baby is so pretty.” he said his hands laying on both of her shoulders caressing up and down her arms, sending goosebumps all over her. His hands slipped back up and over her shoulders then down her chest and over the heart shaped top of her dress, and over her breasts.

“Daddy…I can’t” Joanna said even though as she said no, every single time her and her father had made love flashed through her mind and she closed her eyes and let his hands continue to wander.

“Just one more time…” he said as Joanna opened her eyes to her father standing in front of her, he lowered his mouth to her chest and kissed her chest as his hands reached around and began to unzip her dress.

“Daddy…” Joanna said as she felt her dress loosen, and he mustve had already unhooked the top of her dress because as he unzipped it, her tits fell, and he pulled the top of her dress down, along with her strapless bra. Joanna looked out to the yard and turned her back to the railing as her fathers mouth began to suck her breasts.

“Mmmpf, Daddy.” Joanna moaned. “Someone is going to see us Daddy.” she said as she watched her fathers mouth ravage her best, his tongue licking every inch of her tits, and his teeth pulling at her nipples as they always had, tugging them, pulling them, making them stand. He sucked them hard in his mouth, pulling his head back, bringing her tit with him, letting it bounce back to her chest as it fell out of his mouth.

Joanna gripped the railing of the balcony as she watched her father lift her dress. “Mmmm Daddy has missed his beautiful girl so much.” he said as he grabbed the crotch of her stocking and ripped them open.

Joanna gasped, and wasn’t even worried about how she’d replace them, because she was too turned on by watching her fathers head disappear under her dress as he threw it over his head and pulled her panties to the side. Joanna spread her legs and arched her back, pushing her pelvis forward, and she felt it.

The tongue she’d longed for ever since she gave it up a year ago was pushing itself between her pussy lips and over her clit. Joanna moaned. She gripped the bars of the balcony tighter and her legs began to tremble as he sucked her clit and his fingers pushed up into her, two of them dipping into her soon to be married cunt.

“OH my god Daddy. Yes. Yes.” Joanna moaned as her tits hung, exposed and her father ate her out beneath her wedding dress.

She felt his tongue swirling, his fingers fucking her harder and she felt her body ready to collapse. Joanna loved the way her father took care of her, the way he made her feel. Nobody has ever made her feel as sexy as he does when he’s got his hands and mouth on her, or all the time he was inside her.

Her father stopped and came out from beneath her wedding dress with a smile on his face, and his lips wet with her pussy. Joanna began to kneel. “No baby…today is all about you.” he said and pulled her into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed as he undid the pants of tux and Joanna watched them fall, her father removing his jacket, and lifting her dress, removing her panties. Joanna laid back.

“Daddy’s going to make you feel good now baby.” he said as he stroked his cock and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy.

“My beautiful baby..” he said staring at her chubby little cunt, rubbing his dick against it as she spread her thick thighs further apart.

“Fuck!” Joanna screamed as her father slammed himself directly into her, and began to fuck her faster, and hard. “Oh my god!” she said and clasped her hands over her own mouth as her father began to give her his dick, deep up inside her cunt.

Joanna could feel all of her body jiggle as he fucked her hard on the edge of the bed, and her father grinned as Joanna’s hands fell away from her mouth and she grasped the quilt on the bed,  clawing at it, pulling it, messying the bed as he took her one more time.

“OH goodness Daddyyyyyyy.” Joanna yelped as his dick drove deeper, and Joann could feel her cunt soaking wet, and hear the sound of her pussy gush on his cock, the sound of his cock slamming into her and his balls on her ass.

Her father was obsessed with her, he’d been missing her for so long, and couldn’t believe he was willing to give her away to another man. He’d spent so many years, making love to his little girl, making sure she knew how beautiful she was by worshipping her body in ways no father ever should. But in ways that his little girl deserved.  

His hands grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it, scrucning as much of the fabric in his fists as possible as he pulled down on it, pulling her into him as he thrust forward. Joanna reached up and grabbed his tie, pulling him down and laid her mouth on his and kissed him passionately as he bucked his hips.

“Stop fucking me Daddy….make love to me.” she whispered against his lips and her father immediately slowed down, kissing his daughter passionately as he slowly pulled out and even more slowly shoved himself back inside her. Both of them moaning at the painfully slow strokes of his cock.

“Don’t marry him.” her father said looking into her eyes. Joanna said nothing and wrapped her arms and legs around her father and kissed him again.

Joanna pulled him up onto the bed and straddled him, fighting to lift the tulle of her wedding dress and get fathers dick back inside of her. He reached down, and guided his cock into her pussy as she helf her dress, squishing it to her stomach, holding it up and against her so her father could see himself going in and out of her as she rode him.

“Joanna..” he moaned as he reached up pulling her forward, Joanna’s hands released her dress and she leaned over him, her tits bouncing over his mouth as she held onto the headboard of her fiances parents bed. Her fathers head lifted and his mouth grabbed one of her bouncing tits, sucking it into his mouth hard. He pushed the fabric of her dress down as it crowded between them. And he gripped her hips and she circled them, moving them up and down on his cock. He groaned her name and looked up at her as she rode him slowly, both of them about to cum and Joanna begged him.

“Cum inside me Daddy. Cum inside me one last time.”