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

    Holly, they went to a few places before staying at the last club the longest. Denise, in her short, tight, red cocktail dress spied Wayne from across the bar staring at her. She flashed him a quick smile, noticing the suit he was wearing, martini in his hand and sophisticated look on his face. He made his way to her and asked her to dance. They danced for several songs, staring intently in each other’s eyes. Wayne never smiled. Within two hours, Wayne was undoing his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, and Denise was on her knees in his bedroom hungrily sucking his cock. He threw his shirt to the floor, guiding her up on to her feet. He grabbed her by the back of her head, kissing her hard and forcefully. He spun her around, unzipping her dress, sliding it to the ground. He pushed her onto his king size bed, smirking, stepping out of his pants. Without saying a word or kissing her again, he climbed onto the bed, grabbing her by the hips and began to mercilessly pound her from behind. “Ahh! Ahh! Yess!” she screamed out with each powerful thrust. Denise would grip the sheets on the bed, as Wayne grabbed her huge tits from behind. He’d then force her down on to the bed. With her head lying sideways on the mattress, she could see Wayne behind her in her peripheral vision. He still didn’t look happy or joyful; he looked angry, angry as he brutalized this woman’s pussy from behind. He looked controlling, dominant, and powerful. Several minutes later he grabbed Denise’s hair, pulling her ...
    upright. Still clinging to her hair, he kept thrusting into her. “Ahhh!” she cried out, not really in pleasure, but a little bit of pain too. Wayne kept going and eventually finished in her, thrusting a few more times after his orgasm subsided. He wasn’t wearing protection. He got a vasectomy for his 21st birthday. He hated kids. After Wayne was done, he pushed her back down on the bed and got off her. He headed to the bathroom to clean up. She lay there writhing, still feeling unfulfilled and horny. Having never been taken like that before, she wanted more and more and more. So she kept seeing Wayne, much against her friend Holly’s warnings. They were married several months later. There was no wedding, just the signing of a marriage license. Denise knows why she did it. She did it for her son. Wayne was wealthy, and combined with her own salary and fitness model income; she wasn’t too bad off herself. It was a strategic move on her part – his too. He knew what she was worth, he knew about the house she had been left. He wanted to increase his assets and value. He was a typical scumbag. However, Denise was in love, but not with Wayne. She loved her son. She watched him grow, prosper, succeed, and become a man. He became the type of man that treats a woman how she deserves – a loving, caring, selfless man. She beamed with pride as he graduated high school at the top of his class, she beamed with pride as he graduated from college with a degree in computer science a year early, ...