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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

cry. Darren hadn’t seen his mother cry, even when her father passed. It was so unlike her. She was so fragile and sensitive now. “No, no please don’t cry. Please? It’s ok.” Darren’s heart was breaking. He tried to stop the flow of tears, but it was proving to be more difficult than he thought. He put his arm around her and held her, running his fingers through her hair. He had no idea what to do or how to get out of this situation without causing her more emotional harm. “Maybe I’m scared, you mean so much to me and I just don’t want you to feel like I’m deceiving you. I’d rather you remember everything about me first, you know?” Darren said, thinking almost off the top of his head, though there was some truth in that statement. Not disclosing who he was felt deceptive. She eventually calmed down and the two sat on the couch together in each other’s arms. He thought about telling her right there who he was, but he couldn’t bear to see her cry again. He ran his thumb across her cheek, “You mean so much to me. I’m so happy you are here with me. We will get through this together. When you’re memory returns we’ll be ok, everything will be back to the way it was.” He leaned in and kissed her lovingly on the mouth. “Let’s go to bed.” He lay awake for a couple hours as she dozed next to him, in his arms. “Did she buy it? I don’t like lying to her. Maybe her memory will return soon. Maybe she’s upset. She was a great kisser though. Stop it Darren!” he admonished himself. He felt ... guilt again. Not like before, but guilt for not letting her continue kissing him like that. She was so happy, but the next day she was quieter again. There was a slight sadness behind her smiles. He had no idea what to do. Dahlia stood in front of the kitchen sink cleaning some dishes from lunch. Sandee was coming over soon and they were going to dinner with her and a date. She assured Darren on the phone that she’d make sure that Dahlia knew this was just four people going out to dinner, and that she and the guy she was with were the ones on a date – not Dahlia and Darren. Darren sat at the table watching her clean the dishes. He barely slept the previous night, embarrassed, guilty, and unsure of things. He hated this feeling, the feeling that he’d hurt her. He knew he had. He could see it in her eyes. He knew she had romantic feelings for him. Darren wanted to rid himself of this guilt. He stood up and slowly walked to Dahlia. He stood behind her and smelled her hair; it was wonderful as he predicted it would be. He reached around her and removed her sudsy, soap bubble covered hands, from the dish she was cleaning. He took a deep breath and placed his hands on her stomach and slowly dragged them upward over the white t-shirt she was wearing. Inch by inch they made their way to her massive orbs and rested there gently. “Holy crap.” Darren thought to himself, swallowing hard. He started massaging them, carefully kneading the bulbous meat. “Wow,” he said in his head. Guilt from ...