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

    Robin and Allen did. Quite a bit. Bob only had a couple glasses, but Robin and Allen had several each. Since Allen rarely drank, it affected him quickly. After a few hours, he was still on the couch with his arm around his drunken grandmother. She too, was motionless. Both of them giggling about nonsense, and eventually Robin was out cold. Krista and Bob sat on the same sofa chatting away, but Allen was barely awake. He tried to move to reply to them but his body was too sluggish and weak. His left arm moved though, causing his hand to accidently land on his passed out grandmother's large left tit. Allen couldn't really feel anything; he could only hear bits and pieces of their conversation next to him. "He's a great lookin' kid, Krista. Got good genes." Bob said as he sat with his arm around Krista. "He sure is," Krista replied, looking at Allen, as she snuggled up next to the old man. "I know you're glad he's back." "I sure am, I feel like my world is really starting to be fully repaired." Allen dozed off again, and a few minutes later, returned to the half-asleep realm. He heard Bob and Krista laughing. "Looks like your boy is copping a nice feel on my lady," Bob laughed. "Ha! He sure is! Let me wake him up from his slumber, no telling how long his hand has been on her big ol' titty," Krista said as she leaned over to wake Allen. "I'm sure he'd rather grab one of your nice tits instead." "Bob, you shush!" Krista pretended to be annoyed. She shook Allen gently, causing ...
    him to snap awake. “Hey sleepy head, you ready to go home?" Allen groggily shook his head yes. Krista looked over to her mother then back at Bob. "You going to take advantage of my mother in this state, old man?" "I might," he replied. "You going to take advantage of that strapping young man in his state?" he countered. "Bob, you stop that!" she lightly slapped at his arm and helped Allen up. "Come on sweetie, let's go home." She waved goodbye to Bob and headed home. Upon their arrival, Allen was able to walk on his own, with his cane. It was late, maybe around 10:30. They sat at the table and had some coffee and water. Krista, sitting there smiling at him while she sipped hers. She had changed into her pajamas again. Allen looked tired, but slowly started to come back to the land of the semi-sober. After a couple hours of random chit-chat, he seemed to be fine. They headed to bed. Allen was in a "whatever" mood leftover from the wine and changed in front of his mother. He left his boxer shorts on and changed into his pajamas as if he was the only one in the room. Krista sat on the bed watching him, admiring his body. Allen plopped down on the bed, laying on his back, with Krista sitting to his left. Still in a fairly good mood from the wine, though not as drunk, he stretched his arms then rested his left hand on her thigh. She was sitting with her legs criss-crossed, like a child might do. He gently patted her thigh. "I love ya, mom," he said with his eyes closed. "I love you ...
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