1. Dahlia and Darren


    Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Incest, Interracial, Male/Female, Older Female / Males, Oral Sex, Threesome, Violence, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

    observed his mother blush. “Huh, that’s odd,” He thought to himself. He saw her blush before, while in the hospital, but assumed it was her new shy personality shinning through. They went to the grocery store later that day. They instinctively held hands. Dahlia kept close to her son, her fingers entwined with his, while her other hand held on to his arm. Darren slowly started to put two and two together. “Ok, I see now. This is fine. No big deal. She thought that perhaps we were boyfriend and girlfriend beforehand. If I told her I was her son, it may embarrass us and there’s really no need for that. We’ll hold hands, and hug, and I’ll snuggle with her at night. It’ll be great! It’s not a problem. Her memories will return soon.” He thought to himself as he looked for the name brand of milk he usually bought. Darren spent most of the evening in the kitchen fixing dinner. He placed a salad and a pasta seafood dish on the table and joined his mother. She loved seafood from before the incident and appeared to still like it. “This is amazing, Darren. Where’d you learn to cook?” she quietly asked while turning her fork in the pasta. Darren stared at her blankly for a moment. “Darren! I said turn off that game and get your butt in here!” Dahlia called all to her 13 year old son, seven years ago. Darren rolled his eyes, and paused his video game. “Thank you. Now, listen to me,” Dahlia told him, standing in front of the stove. “I’m going to teach you everything I know about cooking ...
    alright? You’re going to be a man that cooks and feeds himself,” she explained, pointing her index finger into his chest. “Do you know how attractive it is when a man doesn’t rely on a woman to cook for him? When he cooks for himself or his family? So pay attention to what I’m doing. One of these days, you will make some woman very, very happy if you cook her dinner.” “My mother. My mother taught me how to cook.” Darren said flatly. “Oh.” Dahlia nodded and took another bite. “Do I know her?” Darren coughed, stopping the lump in his throat from forming. “No. No you don’t know her.” “I’m sorry. I just was curious, my memory and all,” She replied. “It’s ok, I just haven’t talked to my mom in awhile, and I miss her is all. It’s fine.” Darren reached out and patted her hand. She smiled and continued eating. “What about me? Do I have parents?” She asked. “Oh no, here it comes. She’s going to keep asking questions about things.” Darren thought to himself before explaining, “You have a mother who you haven’t seen in several years. She lives in Florida along with your two sisters. You aren’t very close to that side of the family, because you and your father moved out here to California when you were eight years old. He passed away last year.” “I see,” She nodded slowly. “So now, it’s you and me?” “Right.” Darren answered hoping that was the end of her questioning. Fortunately it was. It was as though she herself didn’t want to dig too deep, perhaps out of fear of learning something ...
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