1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 1: Stephanie's Move


    Date: 7/1/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Group Sex, Interracial, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 86.4, Source: sexstories.com

    I’ll be fine. I’ll probably do some cleaning up and head to bed early,” Carrie said. They said their goodbyes; Patrick opened the door for Stephanie and they headed off. Dinner was a jovial occasion filled with laughter. They didn’t talk about Carrie much, they mainly talked about Stephanie. Patrick reiterated how nice it’ll be to have her around. Stephanie sensed more sadness in his eyes. He wanted someone to talk to, to be friends with, qualities that perhaps Carrie didn’t provide him. Stephanie was happy to fill that void, though was concerned her daughter might not be. They held hands after the meal, enjoying more wine, Patrick telling her how lucky he was to have such a great in-law. Patrick had a little too much wine, so Stephanie drove from the restaurant. When they arrived back home, she had to help him inside. She wondered if he was pretending so it’d be an excuse for him to wrap his arm around her for balance. If he was, she didn’t care. Stephanie smiled, watching Patrick head up the stairs to the guest room, thinking how sweet he had been that evening. She set her purse down, slipping off her high heels, stepping onto the carpet and heading toward the small office area for one last look at her Playboy scrapbook before packing it. Her walk down memory lane wasn't going to be long; they were driving to Minnesota tomorrow. Getting closer to the room, Stephanie noticed light from the small lamp in the room emanating from it, piquing her curiosity. "Maybe I left it ...
    on by accident earlier," she thought to herself. The soft smile faded when she turned the corner of the small office. Her mouth dropped as she stood just past the doorway, bringing her hand slowly to cover it as she watched the scene before her with a mixture of rage and sadness. She was unable to look away. Carrie gripped the back cushion of the small loveseat left in the room. TJ was sitting in the loveseat and he was gripping her hips. Ulysses was behind Carrie, steadily pumping back and forth. Stephanie was unable to tell which access point Ulysses was using, her daughter's anus or perhaps both men were using her vagina. It didn't matter. The three of them were quiet, occasionally huffing and puffing as they worked. Stephanie could see the sweat glistening on Ulysses' back. TJ's face was buried in Carrie's chest. Carrie looked over her shoulder, bringing her hand behind Ulysses' head, pulling in him for a kiss while her other hand firmly head TJ's head in between her tits. Stephanie had seen enough. Patrick was her first thought. The pain he could go through if he saw them doing this. She wasn't as angry at the two men, she wasn't dating them - she was angrier at her daughter for hurting her husband like this. Stephanie reasoned that Patrick could never know. Stephanie paced around the house for a moment to gather her thoughts. She glanced out the back window and saw TJ’s police cruiser parked on a side street adjacent to the house. She assumed Carrie contacted them and ...
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