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

Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son

... asked nervously. “Truth or dare?” Chapter 5 “Mom, no, we aren’t playing truth or dare. I’m 27, not 17,” Dan rolled his eyes. “Yes we are. I’ll be right back,” Stephanie said, getting off his lap, Dan looking to her nearly bare ass in her thong bikini. “Shit,” he thought. Stephanie returned with booze. She poured herself some wine and Dan a strong rum and coke. “Drink up,” she smiled. Dan obliged, wincing at the burn of the rum in his mouth. He wasn’t much of a drinker, but short of being mean to his mother and hurting her feelings, he decided to drink up and play along with her little games. After guzzling his rum, shaking his head, “That was a little too strong, Mom.” Stephanie sipped her wine, straddling her son once again. “Ready to play?” “I guess,” Dan shrugged. “Good. Truth or dare?” “Truth, it’s always going to be truth,” Dan said. “Fine,” Stephanie rolled her eyes. “Sex. When was the last time you had it?” “Ugh. I should’ve known you’d ask,” Dan said. Pausing a moment, he quietly replied, “Alice.” “THAT long!?!” his mother exclaimed. “Yes. That long. There aren’t exactly many women in the small town I live in.” “Oh baby, I’m so sorry,” Stephanie caressed his face, then hugged him tightly in the hot tub. “Two years is way too long.” “Yeah, well, whatever.” “Ok my turn,” she smiled. “Truth or dare?” Dan asked. “Truth.” Dan paused again, thinking of a mundane question to ask. “Where, um, did you have any boyfriends when you lived in Atlanta?” Stephanie burst out ...

... laughing, “Horrible! I will answer the same question I asked you.” “Mom, that’s not how the game works.” “Three months,” Stephanie said. “Three months? You had sex three months ago?” Stephanie didn’t reply, she only asked, “Truth or dare?” “Again, truth.” “What’s the wildest thing you and Alice did in bed?” “Mom,” Dan closed his eyes, shaking his head. “Do we really need to play this game?” “We can play strip poker instead.” “We tried back door stuff. Anal,” Dan answered immediately, ignoring his mother’s strip poker suggestion. He grabbed his glass, hoping to catch some melted ice and left over rum. “I’ll get you a refill,” his mother said, taking his glass, stepping out of the hot tub. “I’m going to need more to get through this night,” Dan thought to himself. A moment later, Stephanie returned, sitting hard on Dan’s lap. “Careful,” he winced. “I’m sorry. Do you need to adjust yourself? Or do you want me to do it?” Stephanie winked at her son. Dan didn’t reply, slipping his hand under the water, adjusting his balls and shaft so his mother’s weight wouldn’t crush them. “Better?” She asked handing him his glass. Dan nodded, taking a sip, watching his mother straddle him again, trying not to glance at her breasts. “Ok my turn,” Stephanie said. “What’s the wildest thing I’ve done sexually?” She asked herself out loud. Dan quietly sipping his drink. “Well, there was the college student. She was so sweet,” Stephanie said. Dan’s eyes shot open. He said nothing. “We hung out a few times ...