Dad And Sophie Part 9 - Sex Stories

Dad And Sophie Part 9

... her many orgasms that night. I thought of other things, intent not to come inside her. Eventually, her breathing regained its control.

I lifted her off and opened the door to Dad's office. Sophie understood straight away and leaned back on his desk as I grabbed her legs and slid back into her. Sophie's knees were on either side of my chest as I slowly drove deep into her. She was at almost the perfect angle to drive into her and then push an extra two inches at the end. Deeper was the one word that passed her lips for the first fifty strokes. As I slightly increased in pace, the deeper changed to faster. Not one to disappoint, I followed her commands until she screamed out into one of her mega orgasms,

Sophie's body shook in convulsions until I slowed down and stopped. She looked me in the eye and asked me for more. So I slipped out of her in a small rush of her juices, and hand in hand, we walked into the kitchen. For months now, at six o'clock, Sophie has sat in a kitchen chair and lifted one knee up to her chest. It never failed to expose her stocking tops and sometimes a glimpse of panty in even a long skirt.

The skirt tonight was short and had two big slits right in the front. I saw her stocking tops, but not her panties because she didn't leave the house with any on. Sliding between her legs and into her dripping snatch was something Colin had talked about endlessly. However, he wasn't the one filling her pussy right now. I took this a little slower because the ...

... kitchen chair wasn't quite as solid as Dad's desk.

The slowness was what killed me. It took quite a long time for Sophie to orgasm. I could not outlast her this time, and as she approached her climax, I told her I was close as well. Sophie pushed me away, climbed down from the chair and took my cock head in her mouth. Clamping her lips around, she wanked me off until I could hold it no longer. Sophie swallowed it all. First, she opened her mouth to show it to me, then an empty mouth a few seconds later.

Sophie was getting into the swing of it now. She pulled me into the dining room, sat me down in Dad's chair and lay on the table. Shimmying downwards, she soon had her legs over my shoulders, and I began the first bit of oral sex on my father's wife. Sophie was pleasant to me. Telling me that although I wasn't great, there was room for improvement. We had nine days before Dad returned to get me good at it.

After I got my hard-on back, we moved on to each of the four sofas in the main room. I lasted a lot longer this time and managed to get an orgasm out of Sophie on each of them. I was running out of positions to try by this time, but Sophie explained more of them to me. Finally, we finished up in my bedroom. We stayed there all night, fucking until my cock got sore. I woke the following day to the sight of my lovely stepmom trying to get all of my cock into her mouth.

Sophie explained that I was about to get the best blowjob of my life, so just lay back and enjoy ...