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

    waited there for 15 minutes as Tyrell’s mom came into the room. She smelled something, perfume, and a muskiness she recognized. Denise left the house humiliated and a little amused. Tyrell’s mother was yelling at him in the background as she put her clothes back on and walked out the front door. “So much for that little adventure,” she thought to herself. She and Holly would laugh about it for awhile. Every time Henry would come home for holiday or summer break the two of them wouldn’t leave each other’s side. They would go out to eat, or to movies; it’s like they were best friends. They’d spend time in the pool, playing, splashing, and silly flirting. He’d throw her around in the water and she try to tackle his 6 foot 5 frame to no avail. He would get out of the pool to head inside and she would pull his swim trunks down. She’d get a good laugh and tell him to shake his butt for her, he smiled and shook his head as he hurriedly pulled his shorts up. A few summer nights found them alone in the pool. Henry would be treading water in the deeper end and Denise would be hitching a ride on his back with her massive DDD tits smashed into him. He’d park himself at the pool wall and she’d slide off his back and move to his front. He was in shallower water so he could stand, but it was deep enough so that she couldn’t, so she straddled him. She’d rest her hands on his shoulders and they’d chat for what seemed like hours. Sometimes they wouldn’t talk much at all. Denise would run her ...
    hands over his shoulder and chest, straddling him, looking into his face, thinking about how beautiful he was and how lucky some woman will be one day. Sometimes she’d hug him tightly in the water, smashing her breasts into his chest as she played with his hair, occasionally peppering his shoulder and upper trapezius muscle with kisses. He’d run his hands up and down her back, stopping just where her bikini bottom started. It was very tender, sweet, and loving. Two and a half years later, she was on the phone crying to her Henry. “I don’t know what to do!” “You’re coming to stay with me is what you’re going to do.” He replied. “I can’t Henry, I don’t want to impose.” “Mom, seriously. You’re staying with me and that’s that. Now get over here!” “I don’t know darling, I really don’t want to get in the way.” “You won’t be. You can stay with me and I’ll make sure you have whatever you need. I can go buy stuff you can use to cook my dinner or clean my apartment. It’ll be great!” Denise couldn’t help but laugh. He was so funny, so charming, and so sweet to her. “Well, in that case, I would love to cook for you again. And maybe clean a LITTLE bit.” She laughed. “Great! So you’ll be here soon?” “Yes baby, I’ll see you soon.” Denise replied. She hung up the phone, forgetting about her house situation for a few moments, thinking about how wonderful it’d be to stay with Henry. She wiped her tears and smiled. Chapter 2 She stood at her son’s apartment door at 9 pm on December 23rd waiting ...
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