1. Former Playboy Playmates Part 9: Tiffanie’s True Desire


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female solo, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Male/Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Teen Male / Female, Toys, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    OK? Is that what you wanted to know?” “What did you two do?” “We kissed some and, well,” Tom paused. Tiffanie kissed at his cheek, jaw, neck, whispering in his ear, “Did she suck your dick?” “Ah geez,” Tom said, attempting to sit up, to leave, but his naked mother pinned him down. “No, no, you’re not going anywhere,” She said, straddling him, Tom looking away from her tits. “Did she?” Tom nodded his head, yes. Tiffanie leaned down, her breasts coming to rest on his chest, “Was it good?” Tom shook his head, no. “And why not?” She whispered, peppering his face with slow sensual kisses. “Teeth,” Tom spit out. “Ah yes. Her teeth raked across your cock. Probably didn’t feel good,” Tiffanie was continuously kissing at his cheeks and neck now. “I had that problem too when I first started pleasuring men with my mouth. I learned a few tricks to help with it.” Tom gulped again, his breathing heavy, he wanted to run, but was too scared to grab her naked body and throw her off him. “Now that I’ve mastered it, a penis easily goes into my mouth, no teeth raking across the shaft,” Tiffanie paused a moment, kissing his lips slowly. “I love the feeling of doing it.” She was looking directly in Tom’s eyes now, “I love it when a man ejaculates in my mouth. I love the taste of semen, sloshing it around in my mouth before I swallow it.” She kissed his lips once more, “Every last drop.” Tom panicked, “Ok get off me. Get off me!” “Tom?” “Please! Just move,” Tom said, sitting up, his mother sliding ...
    off him on to the mattress. He rushed out the door, saying over his shoulder, “Going for a walk.” Tiffanie smiled, getting off the bed, walking to the hot tub in the back court yard area. “We’re going to the nude beach tomorrow Tom,” she said aloud, letting the jets of the tub, massage her body, while she rubbed her clit. Two hours later, Tom returned, finding his mother in the bed on her side facing away from him. He pulled the blanket over him, rolled over, and tried to go to sleep. Chapter 8 Tom woke the next morning finding his mother already dressed, not in a bikini, but in a thin, spaghetti-strapped tank top, her large, full breasts busting at the seams to get out, and tiny, white shorts. “Hurry! We have to make the ferry on time,” Tiffanie pulling Tom out of the bed. “Ferry?” “Yes!” She said, pulling his t-shirt up over his head, running her hands over his body before pulling at his pajama pants. “Whoa, whoa, I can remove these,” Tom said, heading to the bathroom to change in to a new shirt and swim trunks. They had a quick breakfast, Tom trying to forget about last night, his questions about where they were headed in the ferry unanswered by his mother. The ferry was actually a small boat, large enough for about ten people, all sitting in rows of benches. Tom saw they were headed for an island not far off the coast. Apparently it was owned by the resort and this boat shuttled people back and forth from it all day. When they arrived Tiffanie stood, waiting to get off. ...
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