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

Former Playboy Playmates Part 5: Stephanie and Son

... before I moved away from Atlanta. She loved playing with these,” Stephanie added, moving her shoulders, causing her breasts to jiggle. Dan closed his eyes, “Please hurry up,” he said to himself, begging the rum to get him drunk enough to where he didn’t feel as uncomfortable. His mother kept going. “Then there was a threeway.” Dan face reddened again, “This is a nightmare,” he thought, closing his eyes, gulping his rum. “Gosh, that was a wild experience. They were both going In and out – ” “Just answer the question!” Dan gritted his teeth, glaring at his mother. “Hey, you don’t have to be mean. I was thinking of an answer,” Stephanie sipped her wine, loving how crazy she was driving Dan. She sighed, setting her glass on the side of the tub, wrapping her arms around Dan, kissing his cheek. “Promise you won’t be mad?” she asked. “Mad? About what?” She kissed his neck and jaw line, “About the wildest thing I’ve done. It involves someone you know.” The alcohol taking effect, his spine tingling from her kisses again, “Mom, it’s fine.” “Patrick,” Stephanie answered. “Patrick?” Dan asked, referring to his soon-to-be former brother-in-law, his sister Carrie’s husband. “What about him?” Stephanie sat up, running her hands up and down Dan’s chest. “Your mommy is naughty. A naughty mommy-in-law too.” “You slept with Patrick? Are you serious? No way. Did Carrie know?” “Nope.” “Is it why they are divorcing?” “Not that I know of. Patrick vowed to keep it a secret.” “Mom, I can’t believe ...

... that! You really had sex with your son-in-law?” Dan asked, the alcohol not causing him to be as angry. “I did. Are you mad?” Dan rested his head on the edge of the tub. “Well, I don’t know. I mean, if it didn’t cause the divorce. It’s still pretty messed up though. Was he the last one you did that with?” “Yep.” “Heh, lucky bastard.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Stephanie asked, a small smile forming on her face. “Well I mean, he has, or had a hot looking mom-in-law. He’s kinda lucky. AND he got lucky with her,” Dan took another huge gulp of the rum. “Are you telling me that you think I’m hot, young man?” “Oh crap. Uh, I meant, you aren’t a bad looking lady,” Dan answered, the liquor causing him to not be careful with his words. “Well thank you. You take after your mother,” Stephanie winked. “Wow, can’t believe that little twerp got it on with his mom-in-law.” “Truth or dare?” his mother asked. “Oh right. I forgot, the game. Truth.” “Did you ever look at my Playboy photos when you were younger?” she asked. “Nope.” “Liar. Are you saying you never once were curious?” “Mom, I’m not lying. I didn’t look because those pictures weren’t for family members to see. You didn’t take them for your son to look at it. That’d be weird.” “You never once wondered what these looked like?” Stephanie asked, again, jiggling her tits. Dan shrugged. “Barely. I tried not to think about it.” “Would you like to see them now?” his mother asked. “Oh geez. No. Alright? No,” Dan answered, growing more ...