Recoup, then dial up some of her friends.

You look at her and realize that she can barely concentrate to answer you. Your eyes are drawn to the way her hips keep rotating small circles in a phantom fuck and you can hear barely audible moans coming from her lips as she licks the last bit of your combined juices from your cock. Well... you did say she'd be coming off this orgasm for a few hours and by the uneven breaths she's taking (which are doing marvelous things for her breast you note) it seems your gift doesn't take into account hyperbole.

That's fine, you think looking at the clock, I could use a rest just to soak everything in anyways, Though you note that you could keep up this pace for hours, maybe even all day if you wanted to. The fringe benefits of this gift seem almost as amazing as the gift itself

You nudge her aside so you can lay on the couch and place her head resting on your left thigh so that she is draped and twitching against your lower body, her ragged breaths falling across your now mostly flaccid member. Geez, even limp your dick is bigger than you used to be at full mast. Poor Adam didn't have a chance.

You close your eyes for a moment and drift back to sleep, scenes of what you just did, and what you could do in the future, dance in your head. Cass is yours, obviously, though in your dreams she's still with Adam and their love is true, she just can't resist your cock. Her and her friends are at your call for whenever you need to fuck. You dream of what you could do to your boss, or more importantly his trophy wife, the rumors that would spread through the office. These things and many others occupy you until you feel a stirring against your leg.

Your eyes open and for a second you mix reality in with your dreams and groan until you look down and realize this morning actually happened. It's three hours later and Cassie, having finally come down from that last orgasm sometime while you were asleep, lays sleeping on you thigh with your cock laying across her nose. She makes little noises and is mumbling softly, "Mmm, John... sorry Adam, s-so sorry..."

Your cum is beginning to dry against her face and breast and the sight is making your member raise to full attention again. You wake her by softly tapping it against her forehead. She giggles as she wakes up and grabs your dick to stop you, "Alright Adam, down boy, no need to-" she pauses and stares at your large cock in confusion before she looks up at your face, "Oh... Oh that was real then, not a dream?"

"Did it feel like a dream?" you ask coyly.

"Well, considering I didn't think it was possible for someone to fuck like that... Yeah, yeah I guess it kind of did," her voice is humorous but you can see a spark of lust in her eyes again.

"How do you feel about what happened?"

Cassie pauses at that... "Guilty? Yeah, definitely a little guilty about how I treated Adam but... it was so hot," her hand moves to near the middle of your shaft, "Adam only has this much cock," referring to what sticks above her hand, "And it's not nearly so thick. He's still average and I thought the sex was pretty good, but after you?"

"Do you want to stop? We don't have to do that again if you don't want to do that to Adam, even if you're really craving more right now."

"Oh Jesus, you're right," she says, grinding her hips against your shins as she looks up at you, that angelic face moving to rest against your cock, "I don't think I could stop this now, it was Adam that asked you to do this, right? So why should we?"

"My thoughts exactly," you smile, "Well, seems the next step is to call up your girlfriends and tell them so we can all celebrate!"

"Of course," She responds, hand shooting for her cellphone, as if this was obviously the only rational course of action, "I'll call Miranda first, she's crazy over big cocks. Doubt she's had one like yours though," she winks and adds in a charitable voice, "But what are friends for, right?"

Cassie dials and places the phone carefully against her cheek so she doesn't get it messy, well messier, "Miranda! You at work?" You can't hear the other side of the conversation this time but you fill it the gaps in your head, "On lunch? That's perfect! Call in the rest of the day, I have big news to celebrate! --- What? No, Adam didn't ask me to marry him, he asked his roommate to fuck me!" You can hear the exclaimed What!? on the other side of the phone, "Yeah, look, John explained it to me. Adam must of overheard you talking about one of those monsters you fuck, because he asked John here to please me in a way that Adam just couldn't. I mean Adam's always been good in bed, but I've never seen cock meat like John has and, damn girl, he's goooood!" Cassie is saying all the right things to make you so hard that it hurts, so you grab her by the hair and gently pull her towards your cock, "Yeah listen, just- *glurk* -Looks like John needs another blowjob, just call Jenna and meet me at Adam's place, we'll all celebrate. --- Yeah Love you too, see ya hun!"

The brunette hangs up and lunges down on your cock, deep throating it to the base in her first ****. You grab the sides of her face and begin fucking back vigorously. It's not long before you balls contract with pressure and you let your self blow straight into her mouth. You keep cumming long enough that she has to pull away from you and shoot your last few strands across her chin and neck, adding a few fresh lines to her already cum covered skin, "Go on," you say, "Go get cleaned up, then freshen up the place before your friends get here. We don't want the place smelling like stale cum, do we?"

"Certainly not," she agrees as she gets up and trots to the shower. You smack her tight ass as she passes and lay back. Things are looking up for you.