Dad And Sophie Part 13 - Sex Stories

Dad And Sophie Part 13

... who was helping out with the food and clearing up. She worked at Cooper's and was too old for me to have met before. A twenty-five-year-old seemed almost my age now, and I spent much of the evening chatting her up. We didn't hook up that holiday but did over the Easter break.

Dad, Sophie and I drove back to the city the next afternoon and arrived just before dark. I wondered what the future would hold and was surprised at how easy it was. Each weekday, Sophie returned home at six, as usual, and Dad never came home until 7:30. So, for ninety minutes each day, I took my stepmom into my bedroom, and we tried to make each other come as often as possible. Saturday mornings, Dad started going to the office for a couple of hours, two hours of sex in as many places as we could.

Sunday was a sex-free day for me. It was different when Dad went away. Sophie and I spent almost all the hours she was not at work fucking and sucking. We didn't get enough of each other. The only different times were those nights, mostly Fridays, when Colin came around. Then, it was a return to October, with Sophie removing her bra and flirting outrageously with Colin until Dad came home. Dad still did not let Colin stay when he wasn't here.

What I did find ...

... odd was that for a long time, Dad still never mentioned to me he knew I was fucking his wife. Or that he approved and was grateful for keeping Sophie happy when he was away. My grandparents told me they knew and approved, but Dad was still seemingly in denial. I hoped for a little more time for sex with Sophie. It didn't turn out that way, so I kept focusing on getting better at rowing, tuning up my body and taking advantage of Sophie when I could.

The frustration with my father was also not sitting well with Sophie. She was telling me that she hoped that Dad agreeing I could fuck her when he wasn't there would lead to a bit of double-teaming with the two biggest cocks she knew when he was. Even so, in real life, this was not likely to happen. Dad seemed to drag Sophie off to bed or watch a dirty movie in their room more often.

Part of the pleasure before Christmas was when I got to sit on the sofa and slip my fingers into my slutty stepmothers's dripping pussy, whilst she played with my dad's cock. Well, perhaps that only happened a few times, but we did spend time together like happy families. Now, I almost spent no time with them together. I fucked Sophie when it was just the two of us and watched sport on the TV with Dad.