Visiting Dad
A year had passed since the first time we had sex. I came to visit my father. We often talked on the phone and never discussed what had happened between us last summer.
We walked around, he showed me all the sights of the city the whole day. In the evening, we dropped by his friends' place, who had never seen me before. All evening I listened to how much I looked like my dad and what a beauty I was. The homemade wine and tedious conversations were making me feel sick, and I asked to go home.
When we got home, my nasty stepmother, who didn't like me much, was waiting for us. She made up the bed for me in the guest room and silently disappeared into her own room. Dad brought me a towel so I could take a
shower, wished me goodnight, and went to sleep.Lying in bed, I felt so lonely for some reason and didn't want to sleep. I got up, went to the kitchen, made myself some tea, and silently stared out the window, watching the stars.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" my dad's voice startled me.
"Just can't sleep somehow!" I replied sadly.
"Let's talk, but come on, let's go to your room so there are no extra ears listening!"
My room was the farthest one in the apartment. I sat on the bed, and dad leaned against the pillow opposite me. We sat and chatted for about an hour; I didn't even notice when I fell asleep, with dad next to me.
In the morning, my stepmother found us and got jealous, even though we hadn't done anything, just slept in the same bed. After that scandal, I didn't want to stay there anymore, and dad took me to his friends' place so I could stay there for another day before going home.
We spent the whole day walking around again. In the evening, we spent time at the table of the same friends, and after drinking quite a bit, I stumbled to my room. Barely undressing, I collapsed to sleep completely naked.
Dad came into the room, undressed, and lay down next to me. He was under a different blanket and had turned away from me. I just couldn't fall asleep; desire was speaking inside me. I uncovered myself and, pretending to accidentally elbow dad, turned onto my back. Half-asleep, he turned towards me and started snoring. I moved closer and touched him again; he touched me with his hand and, realizing I was naked, pulled his hand away. Not giving up, I turned onto my side and pressed my butt against him. He didn't resist for long, covered us with his blanket, and hugged me. I could feel with my butt how his cock was growing in his underwear, and as soon as it was fully hard, his hand slid over my body and thighs. Showing I didn't mind, I arched my back and pressed my butt against his cock. He pulled down his underwear and, not waiting long, found my pussy with it and easily entered me. My pussy had been wet for a long time and wrapped around his cock as he went all the way in. While fucking me, he kneaded my breasts and bit my shoulders. I wanted to be more active, so I asked him to sit up and lean his back against the wall. I got on my knees with my back to him and started lowering myself onto his cock; in this position, the cock was squeezed to the maximum, and I started speeding up, sitting down on him completely, my clitoris brushing against his balls, which were wet from my juices. I moaned with pleasure and from the thought that this was my dad and I was riding his thick, firm cock, and he was enjoying it. These thoughts excited me, and I came twice in a row, then slid down tiredly, turned to face him, and started taking him in my mouth. His cock was simply wet from my pussy; I licked my juices off the entire length of his shaft and balls. He watched me with admiration at how greedily I was working on his cock. I swallowed him, started speeding up, and cum hit the roof of my mouth; swallowing it, I gently sucked his cock.