It’s been three months since dad and I first fucked in the living room. Three euphoric months of fucking each other anytime we had the opportunity to have some time alone.
Sometimes, dad would sneak into my room at night while mom and Angela were asleep, and we’d have steamy hot sex. We had to be quiet though, we wouldn’t want Angela and mom to be woken up.
Dad didn’t love fucking at night like that. He loved it when I screamed “daddy!” For him. So the night sex would only happen if one of us was extremely desperate. Other than that, dad and I would go on father and son “hunting trips” or go “hiking in the mountains”
In reality, we would just go to next town over, book a hotel room and fuck each other’s brains out. Oh, and yeah, I wasn’t the only bottom bitch in this relationship.
The first time I put my cock in his tight hole, man, I can’t even explain how amazing it felt. I had my dick in the man who made me for fucks sake! I loved fucking him, but I also loved it when he fucked my asshole raw.