Thank You for Coming to my Wedding

Fifteen years ago, I managed to get to one of my daughter's soccer game that I was supposed to miss. I got there in time to see my wife wrap her arm around the soccer coach and give him a deep kiss. They broke the kiss, the coach headed to the sideline, my wife started for the bleacher but turned her head and we made eye contact. I turned and ran back to my car. She was still running towards me as I sped out of the parking lot.

That was the last time I saw either of them and was surprised when I received an invitation to my daughter Kelly's wedding. There was a short note asking me to walk her down the aisle and that her fiancé's family had paid for the wedding so all it would cost me was a hotel stay.

I walked Kelly down the aisle, avoided my ex and planned to leave right after the father-daughter dance. As the music started, I took Kelly's hand.

"Thank you for coming to my wedding Daddy and participating in the father daughter dance. I know any event where you have to see my mother is hard, reawakening the hurt she caused. She didn't tell me why you left until I was 14, I hated you for so long before then and even after. Last week I had a dream of catching my husband Jim kissing another woman and I finally realized the pain you must have felt. If only I had that dream or a similar dream before I turned 18."

"Mom told me she was a slut before she met you and she did her best to never let you know, but the soccer coach pushed too many of her buttons. After you left, she never felt the need to conceal her sluttiness. When I turned 18, your slut ex-wife became my role model. One of my first fucks was the soccer coach. I never knew the names of half the people who fucked me. Like last night, all the men in the bridal party fucked me at least once. They were inviting anyone walking by to fuck me. They wanted my cunt and ass to still be dripping come as I walked up the aisle and they were successful. Even Jim's father fucked me but he's been fucking me regularly for months. Unlike his son, he has a huge cock and he knows how to use it. He certainly knows how to treat me like a slut and I love him for that. He turned me on to black cocks."

"Only black cocks were bigger than his. Yes Daddy, your little princess has been blacked, in all her holes and I fell in love with big black cocks. I started having their initials tattooed along the slut stamp on my lower back. There are 24 initials there but a lot more black cocks have dumped their cum in me. I never knew who some were."

"Don't worry about Jim, I gave him the same message mom wanted to give you: 'This is who I am, accept it or leave.' I don't think she ever gave you the message but you left anyway. Jim decided to stay, sometimes he likes to watch, but most times he'll go to his cabin when I'm getting my slut on."

"There's one man in this room I would love to fuck, and that's you. Daddy, we can go up to my room and you can fuck me, hopefully in all my holes and fill me with your cum. Please daddy, come fuck your little princess. Mom said you were her best."

She looked at me with pleading eyes, I wondered if she realized that there was a look of horror on my face since she started talking about her slutty behavior.

"Please daddy, I fucked all those men and then realized it was you I wanted to fuck all along."

She said that loud enough for the rest of the dance floor to hear. I stepped away from her, we had stopped moving with the music long ago as had most of the other people on the dance floor. All eyes were on me as I turned and walked away. And like fifteen years ago, I started running away from my daughter the way I ran from her mother. My suitcase was still in my car and I was on my way back to Idaho minutes after leaving the reception.