1. Denise's Year


    Date: 4/11/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female solo, Incest, Interracial, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

    mouth dropped open; the look of shock on his face made her giggle a bit. “Uh, yeah, I am. Wow.” “Like my dress?” She asked, twirling around for him. “Is that a dress or some kind of lingerie from Victoria’s Secret?” he asked, bewildered by what he was seeing. “Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t,” she mischievously replied. There was some truth to his question. She didn’t purchase it from Victoria’s Secret and it wasn’t lingerie, but she could see how one could think it is. The dress was a fuchsia color and it came down to her upper thigh. It wasn’t a strapless dress, but the straps looped behind her neck, similar to a halter top. It left her upper and middle back exposed. The amount of cleavage shown was insane. The dress was cut so low in the front that you could see all the way down to where her covered abdomen began. “Let’s go,” she smiled at Henry. He didn’t move for a few seconds as he watched in awe. He eventually got up and headed toward the door. It looked like he had seen a ghost. Denise grabbed her purse and they left the apartment. She was walking a few feet in front of Henry on their way to the car. She turned looked back at him. He smiled and nodded awkwardly, with a look of what could be fear on his face. She turned around, smiling to herself, wondering if he was looking at her tits. The sides of her breasts were bare and could easily be seen from behind. Chapter 9 Denise sighed, looking down to her freshly coated fingernails, standing next to Henry as he chatted ...
    with a very tall brunette named Alice. Denise was having a horrible time. Henry was too nervous or scared to talk to her – much less dance with her. Denise sipped her drink at the bar, looking the crowded dance floor. It had been two hours since they arrived. She was bored out of her mind. She rolled her eyes, trying to think of something to get Henry to stop talking to this girl. She couldn’t believe Alice had the nerve to approach Henry, introducing herself, never once considering that Denise might have been Henry’s date. Denise sighed again, hearing Henry and Alice laugh, when she saw a man approach her. He was black, a few inches taller than her, had long braided hair, was displaying a soft, friendly smile, and was breathtakingly gorgeous. He was wearing black slacks with a dark purple dress shirt tucked into them. “Hello,” he said, standing inches from Denise’s face. “I’m Ulysses. Would it be alright if you and I shared a few dances?” he asked, looking directly into her eyes. Denise was speechless for a few seconds. She couldn’t take her eyes away from his. “I, uh, well,” she stammered, looking up at Henry as he chatted with Alice. “Sure, I’d like that,” she answered, turning away from Henry to stare into Ulysses’ big brown eyes. “Wonderful,” Ulysses replied. “Should we inform your friend here?” Denise nodded, turning to poke Henry in his side, pointing to Ulysses and the dance floor. Henry smiled, returning the nod, continuing his conversation with Alice. Ulysses extended ...
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