1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 3: Diane and Son


    Date: 4/29/2015, 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

    requested. A moment later he felt his mother take a seat on his butt. She began slowly running her hands up and down his spine, eventually rubbing the muscles with her thumb, causing slight enjoyable pain as the tension was relieved. “Feel good?” Diane asked. “It does,” He replied. “I agree,” Diane said, moaning slightly. “I’m guessing your wife doesn’t do this.” “Nope,” Elliot answered. “That’s another pity,” Diane whispered, bending down, allowing her large breasts to rest on his back while she began rubbing his shoulders. “So tense. Just let it exit your body,” She whispered again, placing a small kiss on his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Elliot started breathing faster, but tried to remain calm. Diane kept peppering his neck and back with kisses, “Close your eyes, breath slowly, relax.” Elliot took a deep breath, thinking that this was ok, this was fine, and it’s just a massage. After several minutes he noticed his shoulders weren’t being massaged anymore, neither was his back. Instead the soft sound of kisses was heard. His mother had stopped rubbing his back and was only kissing it now. Dragging her breasts down his spine, she kissed all the way to the small of his back, her fingers gently scratching at his skin. Elliot was fully erect now, but tried to maintain his slow breathing. He didn’t want to turn on his back for fear she would see and feel his throbbing cock. “Mmmm,” Diane moaned, sitting back onto Elliot’s butt. “I think I’ll grab a shower,” She said, ...
    ending their massage session, not wanting to push things with him too fast. “Ok, great,” he said, trying to remain calm. When she closed the bathroom door, he sat up on the bed, running his fingers through his short blonde hair, “This is insane,” he thought. He slept as far away from her on the bed as possible; hoping she caught on that he was very tired from traveling and still adjusting from jet lag. As he lay there finally drifting off to sleep, he pictured his Aunt Tiffanie on her back deck. Elliot was holding her up against the wood railing, her arms outstretched to the side, her legs clasped around his body, and he was fucking her brains out. “Ah yes! Yes! Harder!” His Aunt cried out in this dream. “Let it happen!” She said, just like she had done the previous evening. Her tits bounced with each thrust, the moonlight illuminated her body, and she kept crying out in pleasure, “Let it happen!” Elliot moaned in his dream, watching his Aunt throw her head back over the railing. When she lifted it back up to face him, her head was replaced with his mother’s. “Let it happen,” Diane said, gritting her teeth. Elliot did just that, not letting up, slamming into her over and over again until he ejaculated into her womb. He stirred from his dream, briefly waking, shaking his head and rolling over. The light peeped through the closed drapes in the center. The city lights would surely keep them awake if they left the drapes wide open. He rolled over once more and drifted off to sleep ...
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