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The Consolation Gift Part 2
Date: 12/14/2023, Categories: Seduction, Author: wyliecoyote
... bottle of lube in my hand, “Didn’t I tell you it was my Birthday… I figured Val would have some sort of surprise for me!”But, are you it? I wondered. “Happy Birthday, Prof,” Bill answered as I smeared the gel into my hand and wrapped it around and all over his erection. “Happy Birthday, me,” I agreed and pressed his bulbous cock-head against my anus.I love slim cock that don’t need preparationI thought as I slowly lowered myself onto his erection. I sighed loudly as I eased myself all the way down, “Fucking wonderful,” I moaned. I ground against Bill’s crotch staring into his eyes. There was the sound of a cough and it hadn’t been Bill. It hadn’t been me either! I looked up and standing just outside the doorway to the kitchen was Val dressed in Tennis whites. “Wh-” I began as I looked at the person standing beside her. For maybe three seconds I had thought it was my daughter’s best friend, Steph, also in Tennis whites but the young girl’s nose was a fraction smaller and she was not the six inches shorter than Val that Steph truly was. The fact that the real Steph and my daughter didn’t own Whites, or Val for that matter, didn’t even cross my mind. “Hello Bill,” Val offered. Bill tilted his head back and I knew he had taken a moment to understand the upside-down view before him, “Hello…. Prof Fagin,” he mumbled. “How many times have I told you to call me Val… for fuck’s sake you have your cock buried in my husband’s ass, call me Val!” she ...
... insisted. “Err… hi Val,” he agreed. The Steph-doppelganger nudged Val and she turned to look at her to see her hold up three fingers and then four. Val nodded in agreement and the young woman visibly relaxed and stepped forward. “Mr Fagin!” she exclaimed, “what would my best friend think? Her father’s a pervert!” “I… I…” I stammered as she stepped forward and straddled Bill’s stomach before flicking up her white tennis skirt and taking hold of my hard-on. Val stepped forward to stand before Bill’s head, “I did tell you to come here on Monday… six days ago,” she asked rhetorically, to which Bill nodded, “And now your dick is buried in my husband’s ass… sorry he thought you were his present!” she explained. Pseudo-Steph looked into my eyes as I felt a pantie-less pussy slide down my length. “Well. If you’re giving my husband some,” Val said as she sat on Bill’s face and her hands grasped ‘Steph’s’ breasts from behind. I did not doubt that my wife was also devoid of underwear as my cockhead pressed into the cervix of the escort she had (indeed) ordered and my seed filled her womb. Steph drove up and down my shaft as Bill fucked my ass and my orgasm ran and ran as I collapsed forwards and buried my head into my daughter’s pseudo-best friend’s shoulder. I was a mess! When I regained any semblance of consciousness Bill and Steph were bringing my cock back to life as my wife was squatting above my face, driving three of her fingers into her cunt spraying my face, neck, and chest ...