Troy - Filthy Modern Vikings

“Cadi couldn’t be here. She’s not feeling well,” Missy says.

“Oh, I hope she feels better soon,” I say sitting down. I haven’t actually met Cadi yet. All I know is that she is Hank’s wife. As soon as I do, Taryn stands and puts a tiara on my head and a sash over my shoulder. Bride To Be is written on the sash.

“Surprise,” they shout. A surprise bachelorette party is totally cool. There are four women sitting at the end, but I am not sure who they are.

“This is Ava, Penny, Rosy, and Kennedy Crawford.”

“Ah, you guys married the Crawford Boys?”

“We did. Congratulations on your engagement,” Kennedy says, laughing.

“I am going to need to hear the story of how you guys tamed those boys. The last time I saw the three oldest ones, they were doing donuts in the parking lot of the Dairy Shack after a huge football victory.”

“We’ll have lunch after you get back from the honeymoon,” Penny says, grinning.

“We aren’t going on a honeymoon for a while. I haven’t been home long, and I am not looking to leave anytime soon. Maybe in a few years.”

“And Troy is good with that?” Erika asks.

“He said he was. Do you think he might not be?”

“Oh, no. I am sure he meant what he said,” she continues, reaching out to pat my forearm. I smile.

After about two hours of chatting, the door opens and in comes a huge group of guys. One by one the girls pair off with their men.

“Where’s Troy?” I ask when there are no more men to be had.

“He’s had a bit too much to drink. He’s sitting in your truck,” Erik says before whisking his wife off to the dance floor.

“I should get him home,” I say standing. “Thank you so much for doing this for me.” I continue my goodbyes and grab my purse. In the car, I see Troy sitting in the passenger seat.

“You drunk, baby?” I ask giggling climbing in the car.

“Not so drunk that I can’t see my queen,” he says chuckling.

“Your queen?” I ask, confused. He points to my head. “Oh yeah. The girls threw me a bachelorette party.”

“I know, baby. You look so damn pretty,” he groans touching my thigh.

“Thank you,” I say moaning when his hand skirts up higher.

“Climb over, baby. I need to fuck you now.” I parked in the back of the lot, away from other cars. We have the privacy.

“Here? Now?” I ask urgently.

“Yeah, baby. Don’t worry. I’d never let anyone see you when you’re fucking me. That is just for me,” he assures me.

I nod and climb over the console and kiss him softly. His tongue finds mine and the kiss deepens. Raising up so he can free his cock, I look down and see how hard he is for me. The light in the parking lots sheds minimal light inside the car, but it’s enough and it has me drooling. When he’s fully free, I pull my panties to the side and slide down him slowly. Too slowly. With my knees on his sides, I bounce up and down on him. With my head thrown back, I let go. I feel his cock swell inside me. “I can’t last, this pussy is too good,” he grunts. “What’s your name going to be in a few days,” he demands roughly kissing my neck.

“Ahhhh, Mrs. Jorgensen,” I cry out. My orgasm is so intense, my legs are shaking. I am almost afraid to move.

“Damn, right,” he says filling me. “Damn right,” he repeats kissing me softly.

I pull off of him and climb back into my seat.

Once we get home, we should go to sleep, but instead we make love all night long.

I am so ready to be his wife.11TroyIt is official. Lisette is officially Mrs. Troy Jorgensen. It took us forever to get here, but the point is that we made it. When I stood at the altar and watched her and my daughter walk down the aisle, I almost dropped to my knees and cried. They were so damn beautiful. Kari looked like a little fairy princess in her pink and purple sparkle dress. She walked with her flowers, taking her time to drop them all over the ground. Her smile is as big as the backyard. I managed to hold it together then. But when Lissi walked in, her hair up in a bun, with pieces falling around her face, her dress, fit for a Queen. She looked fucking ethereal and she’s MINE!

Once my nephew, Bill, did his business, blessed our rings and discussed the meaning of them, we each gave our vows and now here we are the reception. I am sitting back in my chair watching her as she flits around the room, greeting and talking to people. I can’t help but smile because she is obviously in her element. I look to the other side of the room and see Kari dancing with her cousin Hank. She throws her head back and laughs as he tickles her neck and I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face. She is the happiest little girl now. Especially considering the life she had before this. Just goes to show how amazing a mom Lissi is.