Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son

... “Mom? Did we – ” he didn’t finish the thought, seeing he was alone. He laid back down to finish his nap. Chapter 8 Stephanie behaved for the rest of the evening, fixing a wonderful meal for her and her son. They finished a couple wine bottles, both were feeling tipsy. “Dessert is in the hot tub, honey,” Stephanie said. “Mom, I’m not getting in the hot tub. I’m not playing truth or dare.” “We don’t have to. I just want to enjoy the hot water with you.” Dan shook his head. “So they aren’t coming at all?” “No, the weather is still bad there. It’s just you and me,” she smiled. “Mom, you gotta calm down tonight. Alright?” “I’m very calm.” “You know what I mean.” “Just join me in the hot tub. It’ll be ok, I promise,” Stephanie said, taking her and his plates to the kitchen. “Go out there, turn it on, and I’ll join you.” “Don’t try any funny business,” Dan mumbled. “I should say no.” Stephanie ignored him, cleaned the dishes, and then changed into her tiny blue bikini. Several minutes later, she arrived, finding Dan’s arms crossed, leaning back in the tub. Stephanie started with his feet. She sat across from him, grabbing them and massaging them. “Feel good?” she asked. “Yeah.” She kissed them, then moved her way up his calf, watching him relax. Next were his thighs. She sat in the middle of the tub, in between his legs, rubbing both of his thighs, staring at his closed eyes. “You like this?” she asked. Dan nodded. Stephanie moved closer, her large breasts coming to rest on Dan’s ...

... crotch, feeling an erection. She stood, slowly straddling him once more, bringing her crotch on top of his. “I can feel that you like it,” she whispered in his ear. “Mom, please,” Dan said. Stephanie placed more kisses along his neck and ear, “I like it too. A lot” Dan winced, his erection painfully throbbing against her warm body. “I uh,” “Relax. Let me take care of you,” Stephanie thought, holding his arms down, kissing lips. “Mmmm,” she moaned, her tongue lightly lapping against his lips. Slowly grinding her hips against his crotch, she thought about crossing the line, she thought about the bad weather at home being a sign, she thought about witnessing her sister and nephew as a catalyst for awaking her own urges. Stephanie didn’t realize, as these thoughts ran through her mind that she was making out with her son. Dan was lost in her kisses, her tongue, her moans. She was so very good at kissing, not too much tongue, not too little – far better than Alice. Alice. He thought of her. “Wait,” he told himself. “This isn’t right.” “Mom,” he broke the kiss, Stephanie nibbled at his bottom lip. “Get off me.” “What?” “Get off me!” He pushed her away, adjusting his erection and stood. “We gotta stop. You’re killing me here.” “Honey, I don’t – ” “No. No more playing around, no more of this,” Dan said, motioning to the tub. He grabbed his towel, drying his face. “But I thought you could play with me, if you wanted to,” Stephanie said, standing in the middle of the hot tub. “No, no ...