Author's note: This is Tiffanie's second story. Her first is interracial. You don't have to read that one if you don't want to, but suffice to say in Part 3 of this series, Tiffanie witnessed an incestuous act at her home involving her oldest sister Diane. Unlike Stephanie, (who also witnessed a similar act in Part 3) it messed Tiffanie up -- driving her crazy even. She tried her best to avoid her inner incestuous desires, sleeping with black men.
Tiffanie's first and second stories drive home the fact that all the moms in my literary universe love one cock far, far more than others. This story is about Tiffanie no longer running from her taboo and perverse desire for her son.
This story begins immediately after her first one ends.
Tiffanie was introduced in The Challenge part 4. Also, a cameo of sorts in this story calls back to The Challenge stories -- a certain tropical resort where family members became closer.
Former Playmates Pt. 09: Tiffanie's True Desire
Chapter 1
"I saw you Diane. I saw you and Elliot on my back deck having sex," Tiffanie told her oldest sister on the phone. She was standing at her bedroom window, naked, watching her son kick a soccer ball around in the front yard. The blinds were completely open, Tiffanie not caring if Tom turned around and saw her hourglass frame standing there, watching him.
"You, uh, you did?" Diane said, climbing off Dan, her nephew's cock in her huge, new home in Charleston, South Carolina. She smiled at her sister Stephanie who was sitting in a chair next to the bed having her pussy eaten out her nephew, Diane's son, Elliot.
"I did," Tiffanie answered, watching Tom. "One year and eight months ago. You and he were here. I heard loud noises late that night and went to see what it was -- your son, holding you up by the legs, you leaning back on the railing while he fucked you."
Diane paused at one of the six bedroom doors. She was listening to the muffled sounds of lovemaking her younger sister Julianne and son Greg were making. They were fairly new to the house, not yet totally comfortable with sharing each other, and participating in the group sex sessions that were held. Diane knew it was only a matter of time -- Julianne having made great progress a couple weeks ago by no longer wearing clothes indoors. Julianne's son, Greg, soon loosened up a couple days later, joining his mother's, and everyone else's, new nude lifestyle.
"Tiffanie, I'm sorry, we should've been quieter," Diane said, making her way to the massive kitchen.
"No. I know about Bob. I know he's yours and my father. I know the others are our half-sisters. I was sleeping with him when I worked with him and after I saw you and Elliot, I started sleeping with him again for several months. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"So it could erase the memory of seeing you and your son doing that. But it backfired," Tiffanie said.
"He told you he was our father," Diane guessed.
"Yes. So you know what I did next? What my next course of action to erase memories of witnessing and participating in incest?"
"What?"
"Black cock. I lost count of how many black men I fucked and sucked in order to hide something, to bury something. Want to know what that was?" Tiffanie asked, tweaking a nipple, watching her son.
"What, sweetie?"
"I wanted to hide how much it turned me on. Seeing you and Elliot, learning that I slept with my father, how incredibly hot and taboo it all was. I tried replacing one fetish with another, but no matter how many black dicks were shoved in every single hole in my body for the past year, it wouldn't and couldn't get rid of that one burning desire for that one special cock. A cock I want in me more than the biggest black cock in the world."
"Tom's," Diane said.
"Yes. I can't hide my desire for it, for him, anymore. I can't run away from it. I'm going to make love to him," Tiffanie said.
"Do it. Do it and come live here with me. Julianne and her son moved in a couple months ago. You can too. Stop everything, put the house up for sale and move in with us. Tom will be graduating high school this month, take him to bed, show him how much you love him, then move in with us," Diane said.
Tiffanie sighed. "That may be easier said than done. We aren't exactly that close anymore. I haven't spent much quality time with him. I feel like it'd be weird."
"Ignore that feeling. If he feels uncomfortable, he'll get over it. Take him somewhere. Just you and him. Make him yours. He won't resist you forever," Diane advised.
"I think I know just the thing," Tiffanie said. They ended their call, followed by more calls by Tiffanie to a travel agent. She was taking her son to a place they been before, a place where one of Tiffanie's black lovers accompanied them to, a place where she spent most of her time riding his cock instead of spending any time with her son. She was going to make it right. She was going to spend all her time giving Tom attention this time around. She was going to be in the hot tub, in bed, in the shower, on the beach with Tom -- not anyone else.
The first week of June was when they would leave. It would be the exact same resort, room, everything. Tiffanie watched Tom from her window kick the ball back and forth in the front yard. Staring him down, while she slowly rubbed her clit, she had a few weeks to prepare. She would change everything with her son.
Chapter 2
She waited until Tom came in before she put on a silky, black robe. Tiffanie's first decision on her path to seduce Tom was to wear less clothing -- always. No underwear, small, tight dresses, robes, tiny shorts and tank tops were going to be part of her new attire.
Tom was sitting in a recliner, channel surfing, when Tiffanie entered the living room, immediately approaching him.
"Tom, we need to talk," She said, going to her knees in front of him, careful to make sure her cleavage exposed as much as possible without fully revealing her breasts.
"Ok, what is it?" Tom asked, glancing away from her.
Tiffanie took the remote from him, tossing it to the nearby couch. She repositioned herself so her large breasts were resting on Tom's thighs. She could tell he was feeling uncomfortable, but didn't care.
"I want to apologize to you."
"For what?" he asked.
"This past year, everything. You and I have grown apart. It's my fault. That's going to change starting now. For your graduation present, I'm taking you on a trip to the exact same place went to in November. It'll be just me and you. I'm redoing that vacation and I'll be spending all my time with you," Tiffanie said.
"Oh, well, it's fine. We don't have to."
"No. We are. I feel horrible about the last time we went," Tiffanie paused; her second decision on her path to seduce Tom was to change the way she talked to him. She thought about how to proceed, opting for complete openness and honest.
She ran her hands slowly up and down his thighs. "I was busy having sex, so much sex, with the friend that went with us," Tiffanie said, biting her lower lip. Tom's eyes widened and he tensed up, never hearing his mother talk like this.
"You were down at the beach by yourself and I was getting it on in the hot tub. You were eating lunch alone and I was getting eaten out -- if you know what I mean," She smiled at a shocked Tom.
Tiffanie leaned up to whisper in his ear, "That means I was having my pu -- "
"I know what it means mom," Tom interrupted, pushing her away. "Too much info."
"Well anyway, this time it will be different. We'll spend the entire time together. You and me. How does that sound?" she asked.
Tom wouldn't look at her face, he glanced to her cleavage, "Um, you might want to check yourself there."
Tiffanie looked down. Part of her right breast, including most of the nipple was exposed. She guessed her robe came undone when she leaned up to whisper to Tom. "Oh. Heh," Tiffanie shrugged. "So what do you say?"
