1. The Long Absence: Allen's Story


    Date: 9/19/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Coercion, Incest, Older Female / Males, Reluctance, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

    night. How they snuck behind a building on base, pinning her against the wall, thrusting up and down. His cock started to harden as he thought of her. He used some shampoo from his head and grabbed his impressive length. Maybe not super huge, like the massive cock of his best friend on base, but it was an adequate 9 inches. His thoughts went back to Christine, has he held her up against the wall, pounding her pussy relentlessly. "Yes," he thought as he stroked that blood engorged pole, "feels so good." He hadn't cum in a long time and the images of Christine's face with an expression of lust on it fueled him as he jacked off harder and faster. "Yes!" he screamed in his head, then something strange happened right as the semen was welling up in his balls: he saw his mother's face. Christine's face became Krista's. Just as she was a little while earlier in his bedroom looking up at him before he left to take a shower; her sweet smile, with her thick, luscious lips. "Ahhh," he whispered a moan out as he tried to revert the face back to Christine's. "No..." he couldn't do it; the face of Christine was gone and replaced with his mother's. It was too late to stop jacking off, his cum was on the rise. He bent forward slightly as his mouth dropped open in a silent moan. The powerful orgasm came over him and he shot several ropes of cum straight up into the air, a few spurts hitting his chest, his face, landing on his lips, and one going into his open mouth. He moaned as quiet has he ...
    could and stood up straight, licking his semen off his lips, shaking his head. "Idiot," he thought to himself. "Whatever," he sighed and finished up. He got out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his waist, grabbed his cane, and went to his room. "Oh, hi..." he awkwardly said to his mom as he saw her sitting on his bed. "Hi," she smiled. "I brought your bag and a turkey sandwich if you're hungry." She said, smiling up at him. "Thanks, I could eat again now." He sat on the bed next to her and took a couple bites, still wearing his towel. Krista rose up on her knees and put her left arm around him. Her free hand roamed over his shoulder and bicep, gently squeezing them. He took another bite of the sandwich. She scratched his head and leaned down to slowly kiss his bare shoulder. "You really do look great," she said while running her hand through his hair, the other hand softly caressing his arm. "Thanks," he replied with a mouth full of sandwich causing her to chuckle a bit. "I'll let you change. Your bag is over there." She stood up and turned to face him, grabbing his chin to bring his face upward toward hers. She leaned in and kissed his cheek again, slower this time. "I'm so glad you're back," then exited the room. He finished his sandwich and got his pajamas on; a t-shirt and pajama pants. He smiled as he thought about how things are better than he expected. They seem to be getting along, she is a different person like his grandmother said, and he felt sort of good ...
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