Second Weekend With My Dad - Sex Stories

Second Weekend With My Dad

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I returned my pussy to his mouth and ground myself on it as he kissed and licked at whatever I placed in his mouth. I grabbed his hair in my hands and pulled his face into me. I humped and ground myself into his face and mouth until I told him I was going to cum. My breathing picked up, I was panting and moaning. I was holding my dad's hair, pulling it into me as he licked and kissed my clit. I moaned hard as I came on top of his mouth. I held him tight as I humped his face and shook from my orgasm.

I lifted my hips after my orgasm subsided. I looked down and saw my dad panting with his face covered in my juices. Mostly his mouth and around his mouth, but his entire face was wet from me using his face to get off. I got off of him and thanked him and told him it was great. He told me he loved it and was glad he made me feel so good.

We went to the bathroom and got ourselves cleaned up. We spent the rest of the night cuddling while eating some snacks before falling asleep together. When we woke up the next morning, we gently kissed each other. We didn't have sex but we enjoyed being intimate, kissing and hugging. We showered together and cleaned each other's bodies.

We decided to go to a nice place that served granola bowls for a late breakfast. We brought the food back and while eating my dad mentioned that he was dreading going to work the next day. Now that his co-worker knows that my dad knows he's been sleeping with his wife, he's not really being all ...

... that subtle. He isn't bragging about it but he's told some people around his work. not to mention it's uncomfortable when they have to see each other. My dad vented his frustrations to me and I began to feel really guilty.

Not only did I know my mom was sleeping with this guy, but I had slept with him too. I met him at a work event, the same way my mom met him. He caught my eye so I made sure to find a way to talk to him. We small-talked for a bit and found out we both like coffee. He asked me if I would want to try a nice coffee shop that he likes, and I accepted so we exchanged numbers. That coffee never happened, we got a drink instead one night which led to me going home with him and having sex.

The guilt was now growing in me and I started crying. My dad asked what was wrong and I covered my face and told him he was going to be mad at me. He told me there was no way he'd be upset with me, and that I could tell him. I confessed to him that I had slept with him too.

My dad looked heartbroken to hear that. He was speechless for a bit and it made me cry harder. I was wiping my tears off and he went to put an arm around me. He told me it was okay and comforted me as I cried. I explained to him I had no idea and he told me it was okay again.

I leaned into him and told him I loved him, and he told me he loved me too. He held me for a bit as I stopped crying and calmed down. After I was calm again I thanked him and reached up and turned his face to mine and kissed him. ...