Perverts 'R' Us

The Wedding: Too Much Wine, Going Home Early

By Charmer-UK ( f/M, inc-dad/dau, cons )

It was a great wedding, just an amazing day really. My wife's best friend was getting married for the second time. As she was matron of honor, I didn't see much of her most of the day. I was left at home with Becky, our thirteen-year-old daughter. Becky was a great kid; her only problem was that she had to do things her way and at her speed.

My wife had left a list of instructions, and times to do them. All Becky had to do was to take a bath and dress in the wedding gear that her mum had bought her. With less then an hour to go I was still pushing Becky to take her bath, until I thought, "Fuck it, I'll get a shave and a shower and Becky can wait!"

I was in the bathroom having a shave when the door swung open. There I stood in my boxers, shaving form all over my face. I turned towards Becky in the doorway to see that she had only a towel around her. She smiled and asked, "Hey boxer short boy, you gunna be long? I gotta take a shower, ya know."

All I said was, "Who's stopping you? I've waited long enough for the bathroom."

Becky just replied, "Okay boxer boy, but you better turn around, I don't want you perving me, do I?"

Then, like a stupid teenager, I said, "As if, geek!"

I laughed and turned around so that my back was towards Becky. I heard the shower curtain swish open. I felt her towel hit the back of my legs. Then I saw Becky as I looked in the mirror! Beautiful breasts, shoulder length red hair, and a tiny little butt. The view only lasted two seconds, but what I saw will be burned into my mind for years.

Then I heard the swish of the shower curtain as Becky climbed into the shower. I finished my shave and left the bathroom, telling Becky we will have to leave for the wedding within forty minutes.

As I changed in my bedroom Becky shouted for a towel. I half opened the bathroom door to see her fully naked from her shower. But this time I froze, and my view was about ten seconds long.

Standing before me was a beautiful young woman, perfect in every way. The only thing wrong was that this young woman was my daughter!

The bathroom door had swung fully open and we both stood silent looking at each other. My eyes were glued to Becky's breasts.

She raised her voice and simply said, "Dad!"

My eyes then switched to her face. Our eyes met and with what I assumed was a smile she said to me, "Do you mind! We have a wedding to go to soon. Get out of here, you perv."

I managed to sputter, "Sorry honey, I'll leave and let you dry and dress, okay?"

I walked back to my bedroom and turned to see that Becky hadn't closed the bathroom door. She was looking straight at me as she toweled her breasts and then she smiled straight at me and said, "Oh dad! What are you, like, a proper pervert?!" Then she closed the bathroom door, knowing all the time that she had been showing me her breasts.

My only reaction to the view was a hard on. My cock was so fucking hard! I waited in the kitchen for Becky to get ready, and when she came down the staircase, WOW! What a dream. She looked so fucking nice I could have fucked her there and then.

Then reality kicked in. I told her that she looked really nice and that I was so proud of her and one day I would be giving her away at her own wedding to some very lucky guy,

I kissed her on the cheek and we walked out to the car. On the way to the church, Becky wasn't comfortable with her dress and began fidgeting with the bra her mum had bought her. Getting angry, she said she hated it when mum bought her underwear and that she was old enough to buy her own bra and panties.

I didn't want Becky to get so upset that it would spoil today's events, so I pulled into a service station and told her to go to the ladies powder room and sort it out.

Within three or four minutes Becky was back in the car. I asked how things had gone.

She just said things are sorted, and then she popped the glove box and put her bra inside and closed the lid.

"You little fucker," I exclaimed. "You took your bra off!"

"Yep," she replied. "And that's not all. I took off my panties, too."

I asked her to show me.

She opened the glove box again and right enough, there was Becky's new underwear set.

"If your mum finds out," I said, "we will be both in Shit Street!"

She replied, "I won't tell if you don't."

At the wedding, the entire day was on my mind. Becky with no bra and no panties, seeing her in the bath earlier, I was going wild. What if something happened, maybe an accident? I just couldn't settle myself. I was carrying a half-,hard cock through the whole day. I found myself staring at Becky, imagining her smiling back at me, encouraging me to watch her body, teasing me with our little secret.

After the ceremony Becky came and asked for some wine. I told her to drink slowly as the wine was good quality and it was stronger than it seemed. Becky kissed me on the cheek and I felt her breasts on my arm as I passed her a glass of wine. Everything was going great; speeches done, a free bar until midnight, my wife half drunk in a great loving mood, I was sure of a fuck tonight on our return home.

Until, that is, the best man approached me and told me that Becky was really drunk and had fallen asleep behind some staging in the hall.

As I got to Becky I counted three empty wine bottles! Becky was laid out cold.

I told my wife that I had to leave now with Becky because she wasn't feeling too well.

My wife asked, "Is the stupid bastard drunk and trying to spoil things again?"

"No, no I told her. She must have eaten something that didn't agree with her." I told my wife that I would drop Becky off at home, sort her out, and then return. After all, I didn't want to miss the free bar.

I stood Becky up and walked her to the car. I sat her in the front passenger seat and began to drive home. During the drive, Becky slumped in the seat and her dress rode up and I reached over to adjust it.

Becky's hand rested on mine as I touched her leg. She looked over to me and told me I was a naughty daddy, for trying to get my fingers in her pussy.

I told her that her dress had ridden up and that I was trying to pull it back down.

In a drunken, slurred voice, Becky called me a horny fucker and said that she had seen the way I had looked at her earlier. And she said that she had seen me looking at her body a few times over the past few months.

Becky's hand left mine and she took the hem of her dress and lifted it to her waist.

"Is that far enough, daddy? You know you want to touch me. I know that I want you to touch me. Why don't you feel your daughter's beautiful pussy?"

I just took my hand away and tried concentrate on my driving. It was hard enough to drive with a rock hard cock and a mind full of dirty, pervy thoughts about my daughter!

Whilst I drove, Becky's hand rested between her own legs, not fingering herself, but making sure I could see her hand way above her knees, resting on her mound.

I walked Becky from the car into the house and straight up to her bedroom. I sat on the edge of her bed and placed both of Becky's arms around my neck so that I could undress her and put her to bed.

I was about to pop the last two buttons on her dress when Becky kissed me fully on the mouth. This was too much. It was there on the plate, waiting for me to take it. I couldn't take any more.

I stood up, placed my hands on Becky's hips, and kissed her hungrily, almost eating her mouth. I let my hands do their own thing as they found Becky's beautifully formed breasts. My tongue darted in and out of her mouth and hers did the same to my mine. We were both hungry, both wanting, urging each other on with our animal wants.

I wanted to stop, but I just couldn't. I had to satisfy my needs and, more importantly, Becky's needs. One of my hands was caressing her breast and the other was stroking Becky's cunt lips. My forefinger was tickling across her wonderful clitty as we carried on kissing and groping. I leaned into Becky, causing her to fall onto the bed. I laid between her legs and I could feel my cock straining in my trousers and rubbing against Becky's young thighs as we tossed and turned, groping each other as we fought for breath,

I raised myself above her body and Becky's hands found my belt and unbuckled it. She pushed my trousers down my thighs and then she reached into my boxers, taking my rock hard cock out and keeping her hands there. She was wanking my cock slowly as I continued to finger her sopping wet cunt.

We were both still eating each other as we did. It was at this time that I asked Becky, "Should we?"

Her labored reply was, "Just get your cock in me! I want you in my cunt! Just fuck me hard, just like Danny Robson does. Get your cock up my waiting cunt! Please fuck me good, you know we both want to get it in me now! With those words she opened her legs and pulled my hard cock towards her young, waiting, wet cunt.

As Becky guided my cock to her waiting cunt she rubbed the cock end along her wet cunt lips, pausing to flick her clitty with the bell end, making my cock jump and a bolt of electricity shoot up my spine. Then she finally guided my cock into her cunt.

She left my cock to find its own way to pussy heaven, which it did, no problems. I gently pushed my bell end past her cunt lips and into Becky's now juicy cunt. As I gently pushed in further, Becky's hands reached my shoulders and clasped together. I had about half my cock in (3-3 1/2 inches) and began to buck as I pushed more and more, until I was fully in her young juicy cunt. Then I was pushing in and drawing out and I increased my speed and Becky bucked more and gripped my neck stronger,

I slowed down really slow, allowing myself to savor Becky's cunt, enjoying every moment I've ever wanted.

Becky spoke, telling me my cock was so nice, so fucking nice. She wished we had done it months ago when she noticed me watching her. Then, for no other reason except because I could, I thrust my hips forward and really banged Becky's cunt really fast, thrusting really hard, making sure that she could feel a real man cock hammering her cunt, just as she deserved. Her grip around my neck got tighter as I fucked harder and harder.

Becky swore, "You dirty bastard! Fucking your own daughter! Fuck me, fuck me hard, don't stop, keep fucking me you bastard, fill my cunt! Ah you dirty fucking bastard, fuck me good! Ah! Ah!

Raising her legs, clamping them around my hips and clinging onto my neck, Becky groaned and moaned, bucking as she started to orgasm. After one almighty groan, she arched back and I felt Becky cum, her cum hitting and splashing on my cock as I still fucked her good and hard. Becky had another three or four orgasms as I carried on fucking her until I felt my balls rising in their sacks.

I reached under Becky's back and took two big handfuls of her arse cheeks and I started to pump her cunt. Her cunt was squelching cum and Becky was having another orgasm as I pumped and ground her cunt to pulp. I was really fucking her as hard as I could, gripping and grunting as I felt my own cum spurt from my cock and into Becky's dirty cunt.

My first spurt caught her by surprise and took her breath as she felt my spunk hit deep inside her cunt and she felt the warmth.

Taking a breath she called out, "Yes you cunt, fuck me, and give it all to me! Just keep filling me, fucking me, please, please fuck me more. Please!"

I shot a further three loads of hot white spunk into Becky before I collapsed onto her red-hot young body. I left my cock in Becky's cunt, kissing her on the mouth, telling her she was amazing and meaning it.

After we both recovered I asked her about this Danny guy she had mentioned. I started to finger-fuck Becky's cunt whilst she told me that Danny had been fucking her for about five or six weeks, and that she was safe because she had been to the clinic and was on the pill. Whilst she chatted I continued to finger-fuck Becky's spunk-filled cunt, wiping some of my spunk into Becky's pubic hair, and once giving her my two fingers to suck clean, which she did eagerly.

The fucking phone rang. It was my wife Sally, asking where I was. I was supposed to return to the wedding. Then she asked how Becky was.

I answered that Becky was fine, but I didn't want to leave her alone just in case she needed me. I thought that it would be better if I stayed with Becky.

Sally agreed and then told me that she wouldn't be returning home until the next afternoon. She had already arranged to stay at one of the bridesmaid's homes for the night. Sally said to give her love to Becky, and she hoped that Becky would be okay.

I told Sally that Becky was in safe hands and that Becky would be fine.

As soon as I put the phone down, Becky reached for my cock, started to wank it very slowly and instructed me to get into bed as it was now my turn to be in safe hands.

Mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm

Continued - part 2 next week

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