1. September's Catalysts


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Black, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    the same thing, looking up to his mother when the kiss ended. Wendy didn’t budge, holding her tank top up, not moving. She nodded to him, “Again?” Wade did as requested, giving it two more kisses, and then sitting back on the couch looking directly at it in front of him. “Keep going,” his mother whispered. Wade looked up to her unsmiling face and nodded. Grabbing each side, closing his eyes, he kissed it again, and again, and again. Wendy’s eyes rolled into the back of her head when she felt his tongue against her skin for a split second. It happened once more and then again, her breath ragged, her spine tingling from the light contact his tongue was making with each sensual kiss. “Yes,” she whispered, grabbing his hair, holding him in place with her left hand. Wade was kissing it more and more, his tongue darting out on each kiss, his hands gripping it tightly. Wendy moaned, his kisses evolving into long, loving licks of his tongue, covering her stomach in saliva. She was about to remove her shirt, offering him a tit while straddling him, crossing that forbidden line when her cell phone rang. It was Brandy. She always made sure to answer phone calls from Brandy in case she had to address an issue with Barry having sex with his Aunt. Wade stopped his licks and got off the couch to head to his room. Brandy wasn’t talking about anything important. She asked if she could bring by a casserole. Wendy was hardly paying attention. When Wendy ended the call, she sighed, looking to ...
    the empty couch. She lost the opportunity that night. ********* It was definitely an erection pressing into her back the following night. They hardly spoke to each other when she got home from work. She met him on the couch though, watching him get into position, Wendy following suit, wearing a different pair of silk shorts – no underwear. He was so very hard. His hands circling her belly again, each pass downward causing his fingers to graze her shorts, each pass upward, his hands grazed her breasts. She wanted to remove her shirt for him but didn’t. She wanted him to initiate things as it would be better if he did. The massage ended abruptly when she gripped his hair and moaned. She took it as a sign that he was nervous and didn’t want to push things. She didn’t either so she left, smiling at him as she walked toward the hallway to bed, glancing back, noticing a bulge in his pants. She laid awake rubbing her clit for the next hour, wondering if Wade was jacking off, feeling regret for not take care of him like a good mother – like a good woman – should. The next night she wouldn’t have to take care of him. Her son did so himself. Each circling pass of his hands, Wendy felt something different, something other than a hard erection pressing into her lower back, she felt Wade slightly push up with his hips. He was squeezing his butt, buckling his hips, ever so slightly as he completed a circle around her stomach. Wendy’s hand was back around his neck, she was moaning slightly, ...
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