Dad And Sophie Part 7b - Sex Stories

Dad And Sophie Part 7b

... bedroom than the quick look before, when, to be fair, I was focussing on something else. The circular bed was itself incredible, with the raised red sides. It was on the same level as the mattress, and every foot or so had a cleat attached to the top. Kinky tied-up porn flashed through my brain. Then I saw that above the bed was a matching circular mirror with four hooks hanging through. I could make out the CCTV camera.

That wasn't all, as one side of the room had built-in wardrobes with a mirror front. On the other side was a door to the ensuite. It had two chests of drawers on either side of the door and another set of mirrors above them. Later on, I stood on the bed to see hundreds of my cocks disappearing into the distance. Like in a mirrored elevator. Opposite the door was a floor-to-ceiling set of glass. I wondered what the view was like from the block of flats two hundred yards away.

Sophie was keen to reinforce her position to date tonight, not to try and push my boundaries some more. As the gangster boss in the series was fucking his mistress ten different ways, I wanked myself off for her. Sophie had her face no more than a foot from my blurred hand. I wanked myself off so hard and so many times. She was true to her word of not touching it, but she rubbed all around my legs and stomach carefully.

That night was mostly about me; I came four times in two hours. Sophie watched, played with herself gently and moved me along with some well-chosen dirty ...

... talk. It was only when I announced I was coming that she reacted. She told me to get up the first time and come standing to spurt all over her. I was aware this was probably a bit outside the boundary I should have set, but we didn't touch each other as rope after rope covered her stomach and breasts.

The second time I came, she turned around in the classic doggy position, so I spurted all over her arse and back. I also noticed that Sophie slid backwards, dipped her head and was frigging herself with her left hand as I did so. It was almost like I had been fucking her from behind and pulled out for the money shot. Coincidentally, the hero on the TV had done just the same ten minutes or so before.

I was spent when the third episode finished, and I crawled to bed. I didn't have the energy to wank myself off once I got to my room. I checked the CCTV library when I woke up the following day. I had an eleven o'clock start, so there was plenty of time after Sophie went to work to check what had happened. I noted that only three cameras were active after eight—the ones in Sophie's room. I triggered a couple more when I went to bed. Dad must have seen it all.

On Wednesday night, Sophie was only dressed in a towel when we did the call on the sofa. She also announced that she and I would be going dancing on Friday night. I was missing my social life, and Sophie wanted to meet all my friends. It was news to me, as well as my father. He told me he would ring me tomorrow as Sophie ...