Former Playboy Playmates Part 1: Stephanie's Move - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 1: Stephanie's Move

... replied, caressing Jules’ arm and holding her against her chest. “I’m thankful for you,” Stephanie said, grabbing Jules face, bring her mouth to her own and kissing her softly. “It’s Thanksgiving after all right?” She asked with a smile. “Yeah, it is. I’m thankful for you too,” Jules replied, kissing her back. Stephanie had spent most of the day at her younger sister’s house, eating with Tiffany, her son, along with a nearby cousin and her son. She left after dinner and met Jules at home for a nice, quiet, final evening together. “I love you,” Jules told Stephanie. “I wished you were my mom.” “Oh sweetie, I love you too. Come here,” Stephanie replied, pulling Jules in for another kiss and embrace. “Just remember what I told you. When you go home for Christmas break next month, be as nice as you can to your mother and I guarantee she won’t seem as grumpy or annoying.” Jules nodded, sitting back up, looking into Stephanie’s eyes. She smiled, getting into her favorite position; interlocking her legs around Stephanie’s, smiling as their clitorises found each other under the warm bath water. The mirror steamed up due to their heavy breathing, the water splashed slightly out of the tub; Stephanie and Jules went at it until they were exhausted, cuddling each other nude on Stephanie’s bed afterwards. They said goodbye the next morning in the shower, then again on the bed, and then again after breakfast. Stephanie wiped a tear as Jules drove off in a car her roommate let her use ...

... while she was home for Thanksgiving break. Stephanie sighed, seeing Jules drive out of sight, her clit still tingling from their wonderful time together. It was time to get a little packing done before she went to lunch with her friend Janet. Chapter 2 “Oh good, you’re here. Hurry up!” Janet motioned for Stephanie to pick up the pace as she walked toward her desk. “What? What is it?” Stephanie asked her friend. “Cover for me,” Janet said, standing up to head to the restroom down the hall. “Wait, what?” Stephanie asked dumbfounded. Janet was an executive assistant, mostly sitting at a desk all day, but Stephanie wasn’t too sure what to say if the phone rang. “Five minutes. I’ll be right back. Thanks!” Janet said heading to the restroom. Stephanie shrugged and sat down, putting her purse on the desk. After a few moments passed she heard an interesting sound. It was a sound she’s heard before, mostly recently from her own mouth. It was a moan, a woman’s moan coming from behind the large closed doors to her left. It got louder and louder. Stephanie started to giggle, thinking maybe Janet’s boss, Bob, was having some fun. She got up and approached the doors, putting her ear against it. The woman moaned again, much louder this time, “Ohhhhhhh!” Stephanie blushed, thinking the woman must be enjoying herself. She heard another moan and muffled talking. Stephanie covered her mouth to prevent her giggle from being heard, as if it could over the woman moaning, “She’s not faking, that’s for ...