I GOT A THREESUM FOR FATHERS DAY! BEST GIFT EVER

The Threesome Father’s Day Gift: A Memorable Surprise – As Told By The Daughter

As a loving daughter, I wanted to give my dad an unforgettable Father’s Day gift this year. Little did he know, the threesome surprise I had in store for him would be the best present he’s ever received. Here’s how it all went down…

It all started when I confided in my two best friends, Sarah and Karen, about my naughty plan. They were more than happy to help fulfill my dad’s wildest dreams. We chose a weekend when my mom would be out of town visiting her sister, making it the perfect opportunity for the three of us to spend some quality time with Dad.

On the morning of Father’s Day, I woke up early, eager to put our plan into action. I called Sarah and Karen, who had been staying at my place the night before, to discuss the final details. We agreed to wait until late afternoon before making our move, to allow my dad to get settled in after his daily routine.

Around 4 pm, I texted Dad to let him know I’d be dropping by soon to celebrate Father’s Day. He replied enthusiastically, expressing his excitement to see me. Little did he know that I was bringing two more surprises with me.

When we arrived at Dad’s house, Sarah and Karen strategically hid in the backyard while I entered through the front door. I found my dad relaxed on the living room sofa, watching TV. He looked up and smiled as I approached him.

“Happy Father’s Day, Dad!” I exclaimed, giving him a warm hug.

“Thank you, sweetie! I’m so glad you’re here.”

I could see the anticipation in his eyes as he wondered what surprise I had in store for him. Little did he know, his real gift was outside, eagerly waiting.

After chatting for a few minutes, I suggested we head outside to soak up the sun. Dad agreed, and we made our way to the backyard. As we stepped outside, Sarah and Karen emerged from behind a large oak tree, dressed in skimpy bikinis that barely covered their curves.

“Surprise, Daddy!” they called out in unison, their voices dripping with seduction.

Dad’s jaw dropped, and his eyes widened as he took in the stunning sight before him. Sarah and Karen sauntered towards us, their hips swaying enticingly. I stood back and watched as they embraced my dad, pressing their soft bodies against him.

“Happy Father’s Day, Mr. [Last Name],” Karen purred, her hand grazing his chest.

“Our gift to you,” Sarah added, winking playfully.

Dad looked at me, his eyes filled with a mix of shock and excitement. “Sweetie, what have you done?” he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

I simply smiled, enjoying the moment. “Just relax, Dad. Let them take care of you.”

Sarah and Karen took my dad by the hand and led him towards the patio. They had set up a luxurious massage table, equipped with fluffy towels and scented oils. Dad, still in a state of disbelief, allowed himself to be pampered by his two young companions.

As he lay on the massage table, Sarah and Karen took turns rubbing oil onto his skin, their hands lingering on his most sensitive areas. Dad’s breath quickened, and I could see a growing bulge in his swim trunks.

I decided to join in on the fun, slipping off my own bikini top to reveal my pert breasts. I climbed onto the table, straddling my dad’s chest while Sarah and Karen reached beneath the towels to stroke his hardening cock.

Dad moaned with pleasure as we worked in tandem, each of us focused on giving him the ultimate Father’s Day gift. Sarah and Karen’s hands glided up and down his shaft, while I leaned down, allowing my breasts to brush against his face.

“Does that feel good, Daddy?” I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear.

He could only nod, lost in a haze of ecstasy as the three of us continued our sensual massage. Sarah and Karen’s hands moved faster, twisting and stroking him with expert precision. I used my breasts to tease him, rubbing them along his chest and face.

Minutes later, Dad reached his climax, his body tensing and then relaxing as he exploded in Sarah and Karen’s hands. They worked him through his orgasm, coaxing out every last drop until he lay spent on the massage table.

I leaned in to kiss my dad on the cheek, whispering, “Happy Father’s Day, Daddy. I hope you enjoyed your special gift.”

He smiled up at me, his eyes heavy and satisfied. “That was the best Father’s Day present ever, sweetie. Thank you.”

As we all tidied up and got dressed, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. I had given my dad an experience he would never forget, and one that would cement our bond for years to come.

Later that evening, as Sarah, Karen, and I drove back to my place, I reflected on the day’s events. Watching the pleasure on my dad’s face and hearing his moans of ecstasy had been incredibly satisfying. I knew that this Father’s Day would be etched in our memories for a lifetime.

And as for my dad? Well, I’m sure he’ll never look at Father’s Day the same way again. JustRemember: Next year, I’ll have to come up with something even better to top this unforgettable experience.