Father Son Flirting / Dad Gets Off

A few hours later, Walter sent his son a message. "Hey, it's dad. I know you have D&D tonight. Do you want me to drive you?"

"..."

"I can even drive you as anyone you want. Do you want me to drive you as Kate? I could be her again."

Walter didn't tell his son that though he'd been back to male he'd been jerking to the idea of his son having actually got further in. He regretted not staying as Kate somehow.

"Why should I?" Peter asked back. In his own room he had been worrying about what had happened himself. He knew that if his father had not freaked out at the last moment, he would have been deep inside of him. And though he made a good show of it at the time, Peter blushed to admit that he wouldn't have minded a chance to fuck Kate-- even if it was his father inside.

"Well, I don't have to come in," Walter wrote. "I can just drop you off."

"..."

"No, dad, I want you to come. As her." Peter wrote. That would show his D&D buddies. They would see that he could get a woman: a famous one at that. They would certainly think he'd pulled at least once. And maybe, the thought occurred to him, since they drank a lot at these D&D games, he could get his dad drunk and take her home. If she were drunk she wouldn't remember that she was his father.

Meanwhile, Walter started digging around in his closet. His wife was gone for the afternoon, but he knew that she had some toys. When he finally found them, he pulled up his device and turned back into Kate Upton.

He laid back on the bed and started with a butt plug. He was still thinking about the almost anal he'd had with Peter earlier. It hurt going in, but he felt good after insertion.

"Well, if it's good in one hole, it must be good in another," he said, and inspected a vibrating egg that his wife always seemed to enjoy. He pressed it into his vagina, and moaned as it buzzed inside him. He grabbed a dildo that was bigger than his cock, which he was always jealous of. Now it looked right and felt right. That he began to suck on, moaning and sucking it,

Finally, he turned on a personal massager and ran it over his body. He began to moan more and more intensely with pleasure. Closing his eyes he imagined that he was being used by multiple men. He found himself imagining his son's cock entering him. It had almost done so.

"Peter," he moaned.

Peter heard. It was the same voice from before. It kept moaning. So Peter got up from his room and went down to his parent's room. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He could hear the moaning still, so he gently pushed the door open.

There was Kate-- his dad-- thrusting her hips into the air as she fucked herself with several toys.

"Oh Peter, please fuck daddy, fill her up with your cock," his father was moaning.

"I still can't," Peter said, too quiet for his dad to hear him, "but I can store this for later." Pulling his phone up, Peter started recording as his father bucked and bit his lips.

"Come on, make daddy cum, please make daddy cum," Peter watched his dad say. Walter was practicing on the dildo, slowly learning to deep throat it. Peter kept filming as his father began to moan and cry out, her thighs closing around the personal massager. Peter kept filing until his father has orgasmed several times, then sneaked out of the room.

Walter hadn't noticed, but he was satisfied for the time being. He noticed the time, so he decided to get dressed.

"You know what Peter would like?" he said to himself, "He'd like it if I wore something revealing as Kate."

Digging through his wife's wardrobe, Walter found an old bikini.

"I'll wear this under a trench coat," he said, "and Peter will find it very sexy."

While Walter was getting ready, Peter replayed the video on his phone. He now had Kate Upton screaming and moaning his name. But something made him, when jerking his dick to the video, say "yes daddy" and "take it dad" instead. He blushed in embarrassment. Just this afternoon that idea seemed terrible to him. Now he had to admit he... he wanted to put it in his father's cunt.

"Oh daddy," he said, just as a knock came on the door.

"Yes so," Kate's voice said. "It's time to go to your D&D Game."

"C-come in," Peter said, putting his phone down and pulling his pants back up. Walter could see the erection that Peter was trying to hide. Both of them bit their lips and looked away from each other, blushing red.

Walter was wearing the trench coat.

"What are you wearing, dad?" Peter asked.

"Oh just a little something I can surprise you and your friends."

"Oh," said Peter.

"Would you like part of the surprise now?": Walter said.

Peter nodded. Walter crossed close to his son, and let his feminine fingers rub just gently across Peter's still hard crotch. Peter let out a gasp of excitement. His father reached up, and opened the trench coat just a little: Peter could see that Walter was wearing a bikini.

Then Walter walked away. "Come on son, time to drive over to your friends house. I'd stay after I drop you off but I have something I need to get first."

"First?" Peter asked.

"That's part of the surprise," Walter said. They walked down stairs and got into Walter's SUV. They drove in silence for a minute until for some reason Walter felt himself saying, "tinted windows, so you could do a lot in here without being scene."

"Yes, dad," said Peter.

Much of the rest of the ride was in silence, made more awkward by the fact that Peter kept taking peeks over at his father and his erection was not going away.

When they got to the D&D game, at Peter's friend Kevin's house, Walter offered to get out and come in, just for a moment.

"Okay dad, sure," said Peter. He stood up and stretched out for a minute outside of the car.

"Coming yet?" asked Walter. Peter flushed with embarrassment.

"Hold on, I have to, uh, I have to wait until something isn't so... so hard."

"I could make it go down," Walter said, running his lips over his teeth.

"Not yet, daddy, I mean no, dad," Peter said. He breathed in and out and centered himself, and then came to link arms with his father.

He knocked on the door and his friend Kevin answered.

"There you are," Kevin said, "you're like twenty minutes late. We're already in the first dungeon. Turns out that you can't even trust the stone you step on in the dungeon-- Mimic!"

Kevin noticed Kate. "And what celebrity impersonator have you brought this time?"

"Actually, I can't stay yet. I have something I need to do," Walter said. "But if you call everyone up here, I can give you all a surprise."

"Tony! Brad!" Kevin yelled. "Get up here. Peter brought a date, but she's leaving. You have to see this. I wonder how much he spent on this escort!"

Tony and Brad came rushing up the stairs.

"Figures he would spend his money on that," Brad said. "I bet his hasn't even fucked her."

Peter blushed. But why was he blushing he thought? Was he ashamed now that he hadn't fucked this woman who was also his father?

"Okay boys, take a good look," said Walter. He opened the trench coat and flashed them.

"Wow," said Tony. "

There wasn't much else that the others could say. Walter smiled and wrapped himself back in the trench coat.

"Come in a while, won't you?" asked Kevin. "You can come play with us."

"I will," Walter said, "there's just something I have to do first. I'll be back, okay honey."

"Yes, uh, babe," Peter said. And then he was surprised when his father grabbed ihm by the back of his head and kissed him.

"He paid real good for this," Brad said as they watched Peter and his female father french kiss, deeply. "But she's still leaving. I bet that's all he could afford."

The other gamers continued to make fun of Peter as Walter walked away and got into his car. As Walter drove there were two things in his mind: sex toys from the adult shop and that with all the gamers there were enough cocks to fill him up. A little part of him remembered that he was a man, but he'd been fighting that part all morning.