Her Past Lover

My dad walked in as I looked at myself in the mirror, “Ready to get hitched honey pumpkin?” I smiled and hooked my arm around his and offered for him to lead the way.We walked to the doors and waited, “Honey Punkin are you sure about this?” I looked at him with use want to stream that my face, “I...” I was cut off as the doors swung open and the music started. Everyone stood up and looked at me in awe. We started walking towards the altar and my dad let go of my arm in the very man I despise took me. He told the priest to get on with it. He started the process and then finally he said the words that was my last bit of hope, “Does anyone object to these two getting married ?” No one said anything as I fell apart on the inside. He had started reading the vowels when the doors pushed open and I nearly had a heart attack, “ she cannot marry that fucker!” It was him, oh god it was Connor, those green eyes and pale skin glowing in the sunset. I grabbed the train of my dress and practically sprinted towards him.

“I do not think I want to wait anymore.”

I whispered more to myself than him. He looked shocked as he guided his hand down to my p***y. He stuck a finger inside of me whilst using another to stroke my c**t. He started off slow and then gradually picked up speed as he went along. He stopped stroking my c**t and stuck two fingers inside of me. He kept at the place he was at when you removed one of his fingers and used it to stroke my c**t instead. He stopped and grabbed my thighs and lifted me up as he did this, I straddled him, feeling his hard c**k on my ass. He started kissing me from the top of my shoulder up to my ear, then whispered,

“Are you ready?”

I did not bother whispering,

“YES!”

He moved my body positioning the tip of his rock-hard c**k at the lips of my p***y. He moved his c**k up and down my lips, driving me absolutely crazy. My p***y was begging for him to enter me. He smiled at me,

“You look so sexy when you are not in control.”

He kissed me, bit my tongue, and slid the tip of his c**k inside of my p***y. I bit down hard on my lip. He moaned,

“Damn, baby you are so tight.”

just then he pushed a little deeper. I let out a whimper. He looked up at me with sad eyes,

“Am I hurting you?”

He pulled out, I lied because it was not only painful, but I also enjoyed it,

“No, you are not.”

He entered again slowly as he pushed deeper and deeper, I thought I was going to break in half. He started moving his c**k in and out my p***y, he started off slowly with his strokes then he gradually picked up speed. As he got faster and faster, I moaned and moaned, then out of nowhere,

“Connor!”

I screamed his name and then after the high was over, I simply said his name again,

“Connor.”

After the second time I called out his name he stopped and put me down. Just then I called my thoughts and realized what just took place. I slowly climbed out of the shower, half in shock and I put my bra back on and looked around the bedroom for my underwear, when I found it I put it on and climbed under the blankets.