1. Denise's Year


    Date: 11/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female solo, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

    her graduate school education, and he also bought her some new breasts - upping slightly to a perfect teardrop shaped triple D size. That old man was in heaven, with a sex drive that couldn’t be satisfied, except with a woman who was equally as horny. They married when Denise was 21. It was a time of bliss for both of them. Henry was a happy boy, and his mother was happier. She got into fitness and started doing some modeling shoots on the side for a few years. It was great extra income when she was in graduate school. She loved it too. Posing in bikinis, traveling to exotic locations, meeting all sorts of people, coming home to a wonderful old man that loved her dearly and a young son she loved more than anything. She remained faithful despite many temptations from photographers, male and female fitness models, and various people she would meet in her travels. Denise became a Pediatrician at age 28. She felt she was on the right track to providing her son with a great life. As it is in life, there was a hiccup - somewhat sad, but inevitable. Her husband, her old college professor, passed away from complications after surgery that same year. As he lay in the hospital bed before surgery he smiled to his young wife, motioning her to move quickly. She took off her high heels, pulling the sheet off the bed. She gave him the most loving and pleasurable blow job that she could. When he finished in her mouth, she licked and kissed his pudgy stomach, pulling the sheet back up, ...
    cheerfully leaving him alone for the night. The next morning Denise and her son Henry, then 12, stopped by the hospital to visit Curtis before dropping Henry off at school. He asked if he could have a chat with Henry alone. Denise, kissing his forehead, obliged leaving the room. “I want you to remember that your mother loves you more than anything in this world. You are her rock, and her shining star. Everything she does, every long trip she goes on, or long hour she works at the hospital, she’s doing it for you. I want you to remember that when you reach your teen years and you are tired of her nagging or just want to be left alone or allowed to go out with friends. Remember her love for you, and maybe, be a little nicer to her, help her with things, you know?” Young Henry nodded, taking those words to heart. It’s almost as if his adopted father knew something that he or his mother didn’t. Perhaps it was just nerves getting the best of him before surgery. Either way, that was the last time they saw the old man. He left everything in his ownership and bank account to Denise. She was sad and heartbroken, but she had Henry. They got by just fine as Denise knew they would. For many months it was him and her alone in their home. Laughing, playing, having a wonderfully fun time. She remembered Curtis with fond memories, continuing on with her life - her son. The following year she met Wayne, and that’s when things changed. It was a girl’s night out. At the urging of her best friend ...