Dad and Sophie Part 15 - Sex Stories

Dad and Sophie Part 15

... It was a good thing that Colin's cock was a decent size.

I was lost in the conversation until he mentioned that he might have an emergency at work. I thought I understood it now. So that's what happened the next time Colin came over, and Dad rang up mid-afternoon. He had to go away to fix a problem with a client, which might involve a stayover. Get a takeaway. This was all on speaker, so Colin heard it all. Colin jumped up in the air for a while until I told him Sophie was out for drinks after work, and he got annoyed again.

Anyway, we played Xbox for a while, then watched some porn on the big tv at my suggestion. Sophie finally came home around eight and behaved as if she was drunk. We met by the breakfast bar, porn in the background; Sophie had already sorted out her clothes in the hall, and her bra was off. She was already wearing her shortest work skirt and her most transparent blouse, but she undid a few more buttons, making her look slightly sluttier than usual.

Dropping her jacket on the chair, she demanded more wine and sent me off to the kitchen to get it, meaning she could greet Colin, give him a big hug, and then half sit down and half fall onto the sofa with him. She ended up as she wanted to, his arm around her, her hand on his thigh, her skirt flashing her stocking tops, one leg up on the sofa forcing her legs apart. She then started to talk about the porno film: which one was this? Colin, what did I miss?

Is this a naughty stepmom film? What happens ...

... next? I think Colin was a little overawed; for all his flirting and attempts to seduce in the past, he was stunned that it was finally happening and didn't know what to do. I arrived with the wine and put it on the coffee table, telling Sophie that Dad had an emergency and might not be home tonight. I allowed Sophie to tell Colin that she had all night to play with her favourite boys.

I sat on her right side, but she turned to Colin, asking him again about the porno film, and this time, he started to talk and inform her yes it was a stepmom film and the son and his friend were spit-roasting her. 'Ooh,' Sophie went. 'I love a spit roast; what end do you prefer, Colin? Do you want to be sucked off or do the fucking’? I think Colin finally woke up and moved in to kiss Sophie. They started kissing, and I just watched them and let Colin do his stuff.

He probably thought he would be taking Sophie to bed, not both of us, and I wanted him to get used to the idea before we let him down. I sipped the wine I had poured for Sophie whilst Colin got enough courage together to feel Sophie's breasts and put a finger into her thong. It was roughly at that point that Sophie pulled herself off him, pushed him back and fished out his cock before slipping it in her mouth. I knew he was in for a treat.

After the ping pong, we both knew he was a reasonable size, but Sophie could take him all. An odd thing happened at that point, which didn't surprise me. Colin started to talk as if he was ...