Desireprint: Lila's Birthday Gift
Copyright© 2026 by rustbecci
Chapter 3
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Lila Hart wants to surprise her husband. She builds a Desireprint based on herself, just slightly improved and slightly more sexually adventurous.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual NonConsensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Humiliation Anal Sex Oral Sex AI Generated
The afterglow hung thick in the room. Ethan and Lila stood closer now, bodies still humming from the intensity of watching him fuck the sim’s ass to orgasm. Lila’s dress had fallen back into place, but the fabric clung damply to her thighs. Their skin was warm where they touched—chest to chest, hips brushing—as they kissed gently, lips lingering, tongues soft and slow. Every few seconds one of them would smile against the other’s mouth, sharing a quiet laugh that felt private and perfect.
The bedroom door opened quietly. The sim—still naked, skin flushed a soft pink from earlier—stepped in carrying two glasses. Gin and tonic for Ethan; chilled white wine for Lila. The faint, bright scent of lemon zest drifted from Ethan’s drink.
“Here you go,” the sim said, voice warm, identical to Lila’s. She set the glasses on the nightstand and stood there, unselfconscious, waiting. Her nipples were still slightly peaked, skin glowing in the low amber light from the bedside lamp.
Ethan took his glass. He sipped, the sharp bite of gin and tonic cutting through the haze of post-orgasm fog, then looked at her—really looked. “It’s crazy,” he said, half to himself, voice rough from earlier exertion. “You just ... knew. Where the kitchen was. What we drink. You didn’t even ask.”
The sim smiled—Lila’s smile.
Lila took her wine. She sipped slowly. She wondered if she may have overdone it by providing too much information to Desireprint. She just wanted her sim to be perfect ... and it seemed she was.
Lila slipped out of her panties. She noticed a damp spot and tossed them in a corner. She wanted to be ready for whatever would happen next.
Ethan set his glass down with a soft clink and looked at his naked wife, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
“I have an idea,” he said.
Lila raised an eyebrow, pulse quickening. “Tell me.”
He nodded toward the sim. “I bet you can handle both of us.”
Lila’s cheeks went pink. She bit her lip, eyes flicking to the sim, then back to Ethan. The idea sent a fresh wave of heat through her core—sharp, liquid, pooling low in her belly.
He leaned in, voice low, breath warm against her ear. “It’s like masturbation ... just with your own tongue.”
The sim spoke before Lila could answer, voice soft and eager. “I’m game if you are.”
Lila laughed—nervous, excited, a little breathless. “Well, it seems like I made the decision for me.”
The three of them moved back to the center of the bed, rearranging pillows, limbs tangling naturally.
Ethan looked at the penis, now close to the sim’s vagina. “It seems somebody is looking forward to entering that pussy.”
Lila nodded. She had slid herself down to lie on her back, knees parting, ready to accept the sim between her legs. “Just tell me when you’re close,” she said. “I want to see it.”
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