1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 3: Diane and Son


    Date: 5/9/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Hardcore, Incest, Interracial, Male/Female, massage, Masturbation, Mature, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    again. Diane sat in the corner of the room, naked, out of sight in the darkness watching Elliot sleep, seeing him toss and turn from his little dream. She had been casually rubbing her clit. She stood and headed toward the window, opening the sliding door stepping out onto the balcony, still nude, not caring. She made a phone call to one of her contacts that owned a strip club in the area. She decided it was time to get extra naughty later in the week. Chapter 9 The next day they hit a few casinos, playing it safe, not gambling too much. Diane was on his arm always as they walked around and played a few games. He loved it. He kept replaying the dream in his mind and decided to let whatever happened in Vegas, happen. He also decided that he would not initiate anything, if they were going to cross a line and regret things afterward, he didn’t want it on his conscious that he caused it. At dinner, the wine flowed. They didn’t have far to travel since this restaurant was on the ground floor of the hotel. Elliot was very drunk by the time they left. Perhaps he drank so much to calm whatever nerves he had. In his drunken stupor he asked his mother if he could be the one to give her a massage. “Wait right here,” she slurred, slightly drunk as well. A few moments later, she appeared from the bathroom wearing one of the long white robes the hotel provided. “Ready.” She sauntered over to where Elliot was standing at the window overlooking the city. She turned around, rubbing her ...
    butt against his crotch, playfully sliding the robe off each shoulder, pulling it down far enough to reveal she was braless underneath. “Follow me,” she said, walking over to the bed, Elliot following her, stumbling slightly. His vision was blurry be he could tell she was laying on her tummy, breasts pressed against the mattress, overflowing to her sides, and the white robe was pulled down over her butt. Elliot giggled, clumsily crawling onto her back, immediately bending down to massage her shoulders and kiss along her neck and back like she did the previous night. However, he did so in a far more clumsily and non-seductive way, due to the alcohol. After several minutes of giggling and kissing on her back, he rolled over her, his vision blurry and his head pounding. “I gotta take a break,” he mumbled. “Ok baby,” Diane mumbled back. She rolled over, and fell into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder. Her bare breasts pressed into his side, he was too drunk to notice. “Head hurts,” He mumbled again, barely above a whisper. He started to drift off to sleep, hoping not to vomit, the room spinning in the dark. Diane moaned, her own intoxication taking effect, “I want to suck your dick.” She nuzzled her forehead against Elliot’s shoulder. She sighed once more and fell asleep in his arms. Elliot thought he heard her speak but wasn’t sure. ******** “Hi sweety. You feeling ok?” Diane asked, meeting Elliot for breakfast a few minutes after he arrived in the lobby. “Yeah, head is ...
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