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


    Date: 4/16/2015, 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

    Stephanie stood there naked, smiling softly at him. “Thank you for helping me tonight,” She said. Chapter 7 She knew why she did it. She knew why she quickly slid her dress off while TJ was distracted and offered herself to him. Perhaps it was a combination of the fact she moving away soon and would probably never see this guy again. Perhaps it was the thorough pummeling she had received all week from Fat Rob that made her feel extra confident and horny. Perhaps there was one reason and one reason only to why Stephanie undressed for this police officer and offered her body to him – she did it because she could. She didn’t care if her family knew his. They weren’t extremely close anymore. Even if he told his father and word got around to Stephanie’s sisters that she did this, it wouldn’t matter. Diane would praise her and ask her how it was. Her other sisters would act shocked and playfully scold her. “I only live once,” she thought to herself, taking a step forward toward a nervous TJ. “Uh ma’am, Stephanie, I don’t think – ” TJ tried to say, nervously looking to the side to her nakedness. “Can you keep a secret?” Stephanie asked. “I should go, I could get in trouble,” TJ replied, moving to the side a little. “Can you keep a secret?” Stephanie asked once more, placing her hands gently on his large shoulders, her breasts squishing against his uniform. “I, uh – ” “Are you married, do you have a girlfriend?” she asked, slowly undoing the top button of his uniform. “No I don’t, ...
    but I’m on duty, I – ” “If you can keep a secret it’s ok,” Stephanie said, undoing another two buttons. TJ nodded, his hands slowly moving to her wrists to remove them from his shirt. He undid the rest of the buttons while looking into her eyes. She began working his belt. “Wait, I should do that,” TJ stopped her, carefully removing his belt which contained his gun, flashlight, and baton. He placed it on the kitchen counter and resumed removing his shirt. He was left with a bullet-proof vest that he removed as well, leaving only a tank-top undershirt. He grabbed Stephanie, pulling her in tight against his body, running his hands through her blonde hair, he kissed her hard. She moaned as his tongue entered her mouth. She unbuttoned his pants, pulling his tank top out of it, and began running her hands over his abs, slowly pulling his shirt up while he kissed her. Once he removed his shirt, letting it fall to the grounded, the rollercoaster peaked over that first drop and sped downward. Kicking off his shoes, picking her so she was straddling him, he whispered to her, asking her were her bedroom was. She directed him, holding on tight, her hands gripping his dark flesh around his shoulders. TJ gently placed Stephanie on her bed and stood up, unzipping his pants, sliding them down. Stephanie watched as his boxer shorts came off next. Her heart fluttered, she nearly gasped, when she saw the sight of his impressive cock. It wasn’t nearly as thick as Fat Rob’s, but it was longer, and ...
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