Dad And Sophie Part 11 - Sex Stories

Dad And Sophie Part 11

... attachment would need to work both ways, which was unlikely.

Shortly afterwards, Sophie and Audrey re-joined me and the others in the group and informed me that we were potentially in for the same party that Audrey was at; there was a little thing to sort out, which Sophie told me was not a problem. We wandered around the room, chatting with couples, making small talk, and sharing stories. It was pretty apparent to me that nearly all of the couples we talked to, Sophie, had fucked the husband and played around with the wife.

They had that easy shared experience that I recognised from how I spoke to ex-girlfriends. She was having a great time, but it was incredibly dull for me because the conversation only had three stages. Firstly, I was Paul's son. Secondly, I was fucking Sophie, and thirdly did I have the same size cock as my father. Sophie mostly gave out the three yeses, and I nodded and tried to remember their names. I also tried to check out the wife's assets without being obvious.

I realised after a while that the wife liked it more if I was a bit more evident, because a young guy checking out someone much older was quite a compliment. It wasn't difficult because they wore as little as possible and only a thong for underwear at best. I decided to be attentive to Sophie, desperate to fit in. I smiled, nodded, and ensured any words I said repeated the couple's names so they knew I was paying attention.

Two hours passed, and most people were looking to move ...

... on to the real fun of the evening, like being in the pub before going on to the club. I was introduced to Wendy and Tony, whose party we wanted to attend. They were two pretty nondescript people in their early thirties, although Wendy had a figure that screamed working out. She wore a mostly see-through gauze dress with black cloth covering the four essential parts.

She also had two zippers that were front and back, opening up at both ends. The front top was open to her navel, tits spilling out but not exposed. At the back, the bottom was unzipped to the bottom of her back, totally exposing her ass crack and a jewelled butt plug was visible. Crazy and horny and Sophie whispered in my ear that I would be fucking her ass before the night was out. As I said, crazy. Suddenly, we were going in a stretch limo, no less.

This was our entry fee, the limo there and back. It seemed Georgio's cousin owned a limo company, and Dad had a small share. Enough to jump the queue for what turned out to be a short trip. As we all piled inside, seven couples, there were around a dozen seats in a circle, and Sophie told me my starring role was about to start. I was to lick off the hostess, Wendy, and ensure she came before we arrived.

She whispered the move and what to follow if that wasn't working. As we got in the limo, Wendy unzipped the bottom of the dress to just under her breasts and sat down, naked from the waist down. Primed by Sophie, I wasted no time and ducked under her legs, ...