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

    replied gazing into the doctor’s eyes, a split second image of her own nice looking son popped into her head. Wendy wondered if she would enjoy it. Sitting close to one another on the couch, Dr. Decker brushed away a lock of long hair from the side of Wendy’s face, the image of her son fading, “Thank you. I’m guessing you’re the loveliest of your sisters, yes?” Wendy blushed. Dr. Decker had given her that look again. The look that said he wanted to kiss her, to hold her, to take her to bed. She knew that deep down, after a very long dry spell; she was going to let him. She was a single mother who worked herself silly to provide her child – who had made it to college – she was going to finally focus on her needs for a little while. Wendy got up and walked over to the gas fireplace. She squatted down and adjusted it, then struck a match. The lights in her living room were already dim, so the added firelight made for a romantic, orange glowing, atmosphere. Wendy stood in the warmth, warming her hands, not that it was cold outside anyway. “Beautiful,” Dr. Decker said, placing his hands on Wendy’s shoulder. He had snuck up behind her, slightly startling her. “Just like you,” He whispered, lightly kissing her shoulder, sliding the thin straps of her blue dress over them. His hands were surprisingly soft. Wendy shivered, her eyes fluttering at his kisses. She turned to face him, looking into his eyes, her own firelight flickering brown ones telling him to take her. She slowly slid ...
    her dress over her massive breasts, then down her flat stomach, over her hips and stepped out of it. Wendy stood nude before him, the orange fire dancing off her Latin skin, a soft smile on her face. Dr. Decker began unbuttoning his shirt. It didn’t last long, but it was amazing. Wendy straddled him right there on the floor in front of the fire. He sat up, holding her, kissing her, licking along her neck. Grinding herself against him until she tensed up, trembling and moaning as an orgasm overtook her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had one before that night. It was his turn. He grabbed one of her breasts, sucking it gently, his cock bathed in her vaginal juices. It was a slow and steady love making session. One that Wendy could tell he was savoring every second of it – just as she was; not knowing when she’d have sex after this night. He would kiss on her neck, nibble her earlobe, and run his hands through her long hair, all before he started gently bouncing her up and down. He came while looking into her face, his cock spurting inside her, entering her womb, eliciting another moan as she felt it pulse in her. They fell asleep on the floor in front of the fire on top of and surrounded by blankets. Dr. Decker took her to breakfast the next morning. She kissed him goodbye, he thanked her for a lovely night and for being so easy to work with at her former job, and then he was off. Wendy went back home and took a nap, getting up just after lunch to resume packing. She ...