1. The Challenge 8: To The Haven


    Date: 7/18/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Female/Female, Group Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Lesbian, Male / Older Female, Mature, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    sharing a chuckle. She drove back, holding her son’s hand on the way back to their home. She helped him inside, slowly guiding him down on their bed, taking his shoes off, climbing in next to him, kissing his cheek several times. “Please forgive me,” She pleaded. “Mom, I do, it’s fine,” Henry caressed her face. “When I get all healed up, we need to remember to take it easy, to make sure I’m lined up perfectly if you want to start bouncing on me like that again.” “Mommy was very excited,” Denise kissed at Henry’s ear, “a very naughty mommy.” “Whoa, whoa, hold on. We can’t be doing anything that’ll get ME excited,” Henry moved away from his mother. “Awww, no kissing?” She pouted. “No. And don’t even think about walking around naked like you usually do. Getting an erection is the last thing I want to do in my injured state.” His mother was tearing up again, “Henry.” He shook his head, pulling his mother close to his body, smelling her hair, breathing her in, kissing her head. “I’ll be fine. We just have to wait for it to heal.” “Do you think we’re being punished for, you know, having this type of relationship?” Denise asked, wiping away a tear. “Ha! No. We’re being punished because you got too excited during sex and we weren’t paying attention. You were practically jumping up and down on me,” Henry said. “Mmm, I sure was,” Denise smiled seductively. “No, no, no sexy talk. Tomorrow morning is going to be a nightmare when I wake up.” “Morning wood eh?” his mother asked. “Yep. So ...
    you wear a bunch of baggy clothes, we’ll keep the affection light. No mashing those big boobs against me when we hug. No talking about your big boobs either. Nothing to make the blood flow to my injured little guy,” Henry said. “Well, I wouldn’t say he’s little,” Denise licked her lips, glancing at his crotch. “See? You can’t stop being sexy can you?” Henry joked. “In all seriousness mom, please, let’s hold off for awhile. An erection will be extremely painful for me.” Denise sighed, snuggling into her son, “I know. No flirting, teasing, and so on, I’ll let it heal.” Chapter 8 – Asking Denise The next few days Henry rested, icing his injured penis, while his mother waited on him. She worked half days, leaving after she saw he was comfortable and watching TV, coming home to prepare dinner. Mornings were the worse, as he predicted, his mother offering to assist him with urination, to which he declined. Denise was growing more and more anxious. With each passing day, she wanted to pull her hair out. Sex with Henry had been constant in the last several months. It was what she needed, it was what she craved. As his mother, he was her most prized creation, as his lover, he was her everything. Suddenly, she was without the cock she craved most, her addiction wasn’t being fed. She was miserable, but also felt bad for injuring her son. She had trouble thinking straight, work was difficult, her mind often visualizing his penis – then eventually any penis. She was incredibly horny. She ...
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