Former Playboy Playmates Part 3: Diane and Son - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 3: Diane and Son

... Diane said. “Huh? No, that’s silly. You look great mom,” Elliot said. “You think so?” “Of course! You look really good,” Elliot smiled. “Thank you,” Diane kissed his lips briefly again, causing Elliott to blush and look away. “Gosh, I think this top is too small,” Diane said. When Elliot looked to her, she was adjusting her top, moving her massive breasts from side to side, inches away from his chest. “My boobs are too big!” “Heh, yeah,” Elliot gulped looking away. Satisfied with her adjustment of her top, Diane spoke up, “So are we going on another date tonight?” “A date?” Elliot asked. “Yes! I had a great time last night. Maybe we can go to dinner tonight. Unless of course, Cassie has plans for you,” Diane said, running her fingers through Elliot’s hair as he stood in the deeper water. “No, she doesn’t have plans,” he shrugged. “Good, then you and me will go to dinner. It’ll be someplace nice. I think I have a dress that can contain these!” Diane said, grabbing her own breasts, squeezing them playfully, eliciting another blush from Elliot. “Unless of course, you like big boobs,” Diane winked. “I, um, well, I – ” Elliot stammered. “Ha! You do like big ones don’t you!” Diane laughed. “Well good, because all my dresses are pretty revealing.” “Yeah,” He sighed, looking to his side again, watching the water gently crash into the shore. He thought back to his younger days, recalling all the various dresses he’d seen her wear when she went out with who knows who. “I love you. You ...

... know that right?” Diane asked, shaking Elliot out of his trance. “Hmm? Yeah, I know. I love you too, mom,” He smiled softly. “Good. I’m really hoping you and I can be closer. Certain things have taken place in my life recently and it made realize I want to spend more time with you. I feel regret for us not being as close in your younger years. Anyway, I ‘m just really happy we’re spending more time together.” Elliot nodded, “Yeah, it’s nice.” He glanced down to her cleavage then back to her smiling face. They shared a brief gaze into each other’s eyes, broken only by Elliot’s blushing. He glanced once more at her cleavage, then away to his side. “Yep, you like big ones,” Diane whispered into his ear, pressing her breasts against his bare chest. Elliot chuckled, “Ok well let’s head back, I think a shark swam past my leg,” he joked, trying to break the tension he couldn’t help but notice. They held hands, walking back to their spot on the beach. Back at his mother’s house a few miles away, they discussed their evening plans, before Elliot left. He’d be back in a few hours to pick her up for dinner. His heart raced once more when Diane turned around, her back toward him, removed her bikini top and headed back to her bedroom to shower. He could see the sides of her large breasts from behind. “Whoa,” He thought on the way home. “This has got to be some sort of phase or something. She really seemed flirtatious and sexual today. Weird.” As soon as he arrived home, Cassie handed him ...