บท 331: Boys Will Be Boys P4
The_shadow_rising©
"See, it's not that bad, is it?" She asked softly and Casey gave her a winning smile that for a moment took her breath away. God he was good-looking. If he had been anyone else...
"It's nice." He said diplomatically, though the look in his eyes and the way that his hands gently moved down to the curve above her ass told Holly that he was enjoying himself.
And so was she, now she came to think of it. At first she had felt like she had no idea what to do but now the music and the movement were making her relax and feel like she was just dancing with a handsome young man. One who was strong enough to lift her up and pin her down with ease. Shaking her head Holly dismissed that thought as she continued to dance with Casey.
The only problem was that the more she danced and the more relaxed she became the more thoughts like that became natural, and soon she was having more and more of them. What made it worse was that the more the thoughts came the more Holly instinctively moved sexily, and the more she danced the more Casey's crotch once again began to become hard and bulbous.
Trying to get rid of the thoughts didn't do any good either as Holly soon found herself rationalising everything. She was just dancing. She wasn't doing anything wrong. She couldn't help if she had noticed that Casey was the kind of young man she would find attractive. There was nothing wrong with noticing that. And Casey obviously didn't mind...in fact, from the feel of his shorts he definitely didn't object. And he couldn't object anyway because he wrote sex stories about her! He wanted her in far more compromising positions than they were in. So if she was enjoying herself, and he was enjoying himself, and Casey wanted far more from her than she was already giving...and she couldn't help but notice he was attractive, then what was wrong in just enjoying what was happening? What was wrong in a few thoughts when there was nothing wrong in noticing he was an attractive guy, the kind she would like, and he wanted to pound her ass into the sofa with his big cock?
Holly tried as hard as she could to resist where her mind was going but she couldn't convince herself that there was anything wrong. In fact, all she could convince herself of was that they were both adults and they weren't doing anything anyway. And so try as she might the beautiful brunette mother slowly gave in and let herself enjoy the dance.
However the more she did the slower she began to dance and the more erotic her movements became. When she finally noticed Holly convinced herself that there was nothing to worry about as she just wanted to find out whether Casey had a thing for her or not, and that was the only reason she was dancing like she was. It was. And so the hot mother continued to sway her hips, gently move her legs around his so that her crotch could almost meet his thigh and his bulging manhood pressed firmly into her stomach while her full, round tits mashed against his chest. Slowly she rotated her hips, gyrating against him, and as she did the more intense Casey's eyes became on hers. Not to mention the more intensely flamed hers became in return.
Dancing as she was Holly lost herself in the rhythm and the feel of her son's hands resting just above her tight ass, the feel of him against her body. His solid, muscular body, half naked as he pressed against her felt so good. And the look of his gorgeous face staring down at her as he held her in his strong arms, his bulging cock firmly resting against her and pushing harder into her with every sway. Holly could barely breathe. Her fingers danced on Casey's neck before tracing down onto his broad shoulders. His blonde-brown hair looked stunning just framing his face and his bluey-green eyes looked down at her as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world and all he ever wanted.
Feeling his cock bulging ever harder against her Holly revolved her hips circling her body against his ever more erotically until she was breathing heavily and staring up into his eyes, lost in the moment. Part of her knew she should stop but that part of her had long since lost the war of rationalisation. Moreover, Holly was now totally sure that Casey liked her and her specifically, not just any mother-son coupling. From the way he was looking down at her to the way his hard dick reacted against her with every move, and the way he held onto her, his hands slipping towards her ass several times before he caught himself and moved them back up. Everything was clear now, and Holly felt glorious. Like she had proven her point.
Her son didn't just write mother-son sex stories. He wrote sex stories about her. Because he thought she was hot. Because he wanted to have sex with her. And as she swayed against him Holly couldn't help but unintentionally feel her stomach flutter at that. This tall, defined-featured young man, with his strapping good looks, strong muscular arms, ripped torso, and well-defined body, wanted to have sex with her. The thought of what it would be like to have him above her...or behind her...or underneath her...how he would look, and feel, and how strong he would be...Holly's whole body tingled all over. She knew he wanted all of that and more. She knew he would kill to have her. And she couldn't help but feel that for a guy like that she would love to drop to her knees.
But this was her son. The thought came again. Only this time Holly didn't jump back. Instead she almost sighed as she let her arms trail down his chest before pushing herself back with a small smile.
"That was...perfect. Thank you." She said reluctantly, not wanting to stop or to feel his hands leave her.
Unfortunately they did as she stepped back, and Casey too took a step back as he looked down at her with a mix of desire, a wish to keep dancing and being close to her, and a reluctant attempt to hide it all and appear perfectly normal.
He had a thing for her, he knew that, but as far as he knew she just saw him as her son, which she did albeit amidst a torrent of other thoughts and feelings. So trying his best not to push things Casey pretended that he was ok with no longer dancing as well.
"It was fun. I've never danced like that before." Casey declared, smiling almost nervously as he fidgeted where he stood.
"Me neither." Holly replied, realising how true that was and suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.
"Not even with dad?" Casey asked seemingly innocently. But with her mind reacting as it was Holly couldn't help but hear an implication to how sexy she had been dancing in her son's words.
"No. Not even with your dad." Holly admitted feeling a flush pass through her cheeks and a flutter through her stomach.
Casey on the other hand looked like the cat who had gotten the cream as he grinned smugly and proudly while Holly just smiled up at him gently.
"Let's just keep this between you and me." She said with a faintly amused smile as she suddenly realised what Casey might say to his father. They were both overly competitive with each other after all.
After the words left her mouth however Holly realised how they might sound -- like she was trying to hide something between them -- and opened her mouth to take it back. However that would only appear even more guilty seeming and so she quickly closed her mouth before patting Casey on the cheek.
"Your secret's safe with me, mom." Her son said smugly and Holly once again felt her stomach flutter.
"Good." Was all she could say before trying to change the subject...and hope Casey didn't notice, "Now, how about you come and sit and talk to me."
And so the pair of them sat down with Casey discussing what he had been up to -- which made Holly's cheeks seem to be permanently on fire -- but in vague, unassuming terms. That didn't matter to the brunette mother, however, as her imagination filled in the rest quite vividly.
Time passed as they spoke however and Holly quickly began to relax. After the dance it seemed a little silly to get embarrassed. And the more she thought of it the more she figured that there was nothing wrong with him having a thing for her. He was a virile young man who was always around a hot, older woman. It was normal. That led Holly to think it was perfectly normal for her to notice how strong and attractive Casey had gotten as well, and that he couldn't help who he wanted to have sex with. Even if it was her!
Both thoughts slowly began to melt together as the heat of the day wore on and the dance took its toll on her. Until once more Holly found herself staring at her son in amazement. This good-looking, knockout of a man wanted to have sex with her. She would have been beaming at the compliment if he hadn't been her son. Maybe she should be more so knowing that he was. After all, it wasn't every day that a mother found out that her own son wanted her over any other woman. He had certainly written enough stories about her to make it seem that way at least.
And so the chatting between them gently became a little more flirty in tone, just a little, and Holly found herself laughing at things her son said as if she were a giddy schoolgirl. She would slap his toned chest more often, noticing how good it felt beneath her fingers, tell him how they needed to find him a girlfriend, given how he was single and shouldn't be, and bashfully toying with her hair as she spoke to him, playing up to his jokes and flirtily responding to the things he said like she normally wouldn't before leaning closer to him to take some pictures as she snuggled up next to him or placed her arm around him.
Soon, however, Casey's mood took a downward turn as he received more messages and Holly found herself trying to cheer him up, only this time with a little more flirting. She would reach over him to grab something from the couch-side table, or she would stand up in front of him and sway around before leaning over to grab the remote. She didn't do any of these intentionally, and that was what set her cheeks on fire every time she realised what she had done. Rather they were just natural reactions to her wanting to cheer him up that came to her mind. He was after all attractive and he did like her. So a little bit of harmless flirting couldn't hurt and might just be the thing he needed to cheer up.
She felt like she was trying to rationalise to herself, or at the very least convince herself that what she wanted to do -- obviously -- was alright, but it did seem to work. Every time that Casey read a message and would get down and she would lean over the arm of the chair as if reaching for something, her chest arcing upward suggestively, he would quickly begin smiling again. And fidgeting with his shorts as if they were too tight. Soon Holly had forgotten why she would ever not want to exploit the situation. Casey got to feel better and she got to flirt a little with an attractive guy. It was a win-win.
And that was how the day wore on. From the time Holly asked Casey to show her how to skateboard to the time she 'forced' him to make a video showing what a great time they were having and sending it to his father and brothers. From when she playfully would hug him tightly to when she impishly joked about making a bet with him where she would do anything he asked for an hour. Fortunately she had won that one but the lightheaded way that it made her feel, both from excitement and from how funny it had been knowing exactly what he had been thinking yet couldn't say. At one point Casey was even tickling her again and Holly didn't stop him until he had her pinned down on the sofa by her wrists, his bulging manhood close to spearing between her legs as he held her down. Both of them were a little red in the face from that one but Holly could only find it amusing and a little hot. He was a good-looking guy after all, and he clearly wanted more than he had gotten right then. No harm at all.
It was as the early evening was wearing on that Casey sat on the floor of the lounge looking through his phone as Holly sat with her feet on the couch enjoying the music and a nice cool drink of juice, when Casey suddenly grew very quiet. It took Holly a few minutes to notice, she was too lost in the music at first, and then she looked down at him with a small smile.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" She asked as she nudged him with her foot.
"Oh, nothing. Just looking at the party everyone's got going. They have foam, water fights, and a DJ. It looks great." Casey replied a little down sounding.
Not wanting to let him feel down again after a nice day Holly rubbed his head with her foot. Her sandals were already lying beside the sofa by this point, long forgotten.
"Yeah, but they don't have me there. So I think you're the lucky one!" She retorted with a smile that Casey reciprocated as he glanced over his shoulder.
"True." He replied as he grabbed her leg and rubbed it gently with his hand. "But I do wish I was there. Cristina is there, and she looks great."
Hearing the gloom already forming in his voice Holly sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, looking at the photos.
"She is very pretty." She said playfully, "Are you going to ask her out when you see her again?"
"Probably." Casey replied somewhat abashedly. Obviously the wrong topic for a mother to bring up, Holly thought.
"Well, why don't you send her a picture of us. Maybe she'll think you have a date and get jealous. Then she'll wish that she was here instead." Holly teased and smiled as Casey glanced over at her.
"You think she would fall for that?" He asked curiously and Holly almost laughed. She had just meant it as a joke to cheer him up.
Feeling a little playful though now she gave him her best affronted look.
"Are you saying I look old?" She asked trying her best to sound offended.
The look that Casey gave her was priceless. He struggled between shock and like he was trying to jump up from where he sat to tell her he didn't mean it that way. Holly could barely keep herself from falling over laughing.
"No, you look great. You know that." He replied trying his best to smooth things over, and Holly smiled at the compliment, beaming inside at hearing him say it.
"So why do you think she wouldn't believe it?" She asked amusedly.
"That I could get someone like you!? I think she'd see right through it!" He replied and Holly felt herself swell up with pride. Of course he had to think she was gorgeous to want to write sex stories about her -- he hadn't exaggerated how she had looked from what she had seen, and he had even used photos in some of his stories! -- but hearing it still made Holly preen.
"Ok, maybe it would be a bad idea. We don't want to make her too jealous." She responded, meaning it as a joke.
"I think that's probably a good idea. I do want to date this girl after all. No need for her to compare herself to you. At least until she meets you." He said back, meaning every word and not realising the effect they had on his mother.
Holly's smile deepened and her cheeks heated at all of the compliments, but only in a very pleased way. She was about to kiss him on the cheek and tell him that she thought Cristina would be lucky to have him when Casey received another message.
This one told him that they had found a bouncy castle and had some pictures attached, one where Cristina was heading on, laughing, with some other guys. Instantly Casey's mood dropped and even when Holly squeezed him from behind it didn't seem to cheer him up.
"Hey. Hey?" She said with a soft smile, but Casey only gave her a glum look in response. He was missing out on what he should be doing right now, with the girl he should be with, not sitting at home with his mother.
Holly looked at her son and realised that what she was trying wasn't going to work. Casey needed something more. Something that would take his mind off what he was missing out on. And that meant her.
So swinging her legs down either side of him Holly reached for his shoulders and gently began rubbing them.
"Hey. It's ok. It'll be over soon and she will be here for you to hit on." Holly said comfortingly as she rubbed his shoulders then slapped the top of his arms when he didn't respond. "How about I give you a massage? What do you say?" She asked spiritedly.
At first Casey didn't seem to want to go for it but Holly quickly got around him. She was doggedly determined after all. Not to mention the thought of getting a massage from the woman he would love to fuck was just too good to pass up.
And so soon Casey was leaning back between Holly's legs as she gently began working his shoulders with her fingers.
"See. Is that better?" She asked as she dug her fingers into his tight muscles.
"Mmm, fuck. You're good at this." Casey answered as he let his head fall back between her thighs.
"Language." Holly warned him lightheartedly and Casey laughed gently.
"I'd have you saying a lot worse if you let me give you a proper massage." He told her and Holly felt her stomach flutter at the thought of letting him get her topless, even face down!
"I'm sure you would." She joked, rubbing down his back and the sides of his arms. "But thank you. Your dad seems to like it when I do this."
"I'm not surprised." Casey acknowledged, groaning lightly as she worked the tension out of his torso.
Working her magic Holly pressed her fingers into his shoulder muscles before sliding her fingers down almost onto his chest before working her way back up, pressing in circles along his shoulder blades, and then working down his arms.
Every touch felt electrified to the beautiful brunette mother. His muscles were sleek and tough, hard and defined, and every inch of him was solid and toned. It was like rubbing her hands across a smooth wooden board that had the most perfect ridges that set Holly's stomach flipping. God but he had a body on him!
Trying to ignore her feelings Holly raised her fingers to his neck.
"Wow, you're tense." She exclaimed softly as she breathed, just about changing the word from 'hard' to 'tense' in time.
"It's been a long weekend." Casey murmured and Holly stole herself as her hands went back to working his shoulders.
"If it's made you this...tense...it must have been." Holly commented, once again struggling to shift the word as her mouth opened a little at just how tough Casey's muscles were.
"You're part of that..." Casey said, and Holly felt her cheeks flush as what she had meant twisted in her mind. But before she could say anything her son continued, "...You've been working me pretty hard this weekend."
"I just want you to have a good time." Holly replied as she dug her fingers into him as best as she could. Fuck but his muscles just didn't want to give!
This time Casey could only groan in response as Holly's fingers squeezed his shoulder muscles perfectly.
"Cristina's going to be a lucky girl." She said, voicing what she had been thinking unintentionally. When the words had left her mouth, however, she just stared wide-eyed.
"Ha. You would say that, mom." Casey replied, oblivious to what his mother had really meant.
"Oh? Why's that?" She asked, trying to think of anything and watch what she was saying at the same time.
"Because you're my mom." Her son answered and Holly finally found her out. Unfortunately her mouth didn't seem to want to work that way.
"Well I mean it. Look at you, you're a strapping young man with...with all these muscles." She replied and was grateful that Casey didn't think anything unusual about what she was saying.
God she felt so silly! She was acting like a schoolgirl again. Sure he was hunky, and yes he wanted to have sex with her, but still! That was no reason to start letting him she thought either of those things!
"Thanks, mom." Was all Casey said and Holly was grateful for the silence so she didn't put her foot in it any more than she already had.
As she continued to massage his neck and shoulders Holly couldn't help but think about what Casey was thinking about right then. Was he thinking how hot this was? Was he planning what he would be writing next now? Writing about her massaging him, and then how he massaged her before slamming into her from behind? Or making him suck his cock as she lay on the table? Was he thinking about what it would be like to have sex with her right now?
All of these thoughts flew through Holly's mind at the same time as she was very much aware of how hot a guy she had between her legs right then. God but if he had been any other guy she would have been far more than tempted to let him push her down on the sofa and pin her there like he had earlier. Fuck but she would let him. All he had to do was try it! FUCK! If only he wasn't her son!
On and on her mind swam in time with the rising and falling and circling of her fingers. Every touch was agony as Holly could feel his body between her fingers and she just...just wanted to run her nails down that sexy torso. God she had never wished that someone was someone else so hard in her life!
Finally, however, after a good half-an-hour of silent massage, Casey spoke up.
"Fuck, mom, I am turning to putty in your hands." He exclaimed after Holly had begun to wonder if he had fallen asleep.
'Putty' wasn't exactly the word she would have used. He was still as firm and luscious as ever!
"That just means it's working." Holly replied proudly instead.
"Well..." Casey began only to be interrupted by his phone.
"Just leave it." Holly told him, thinking that every time he picked the thing up he was brought down again. And she had only just got him back up again.
This time however her son didn't listen to her. Picking his phone up he glanced at what the title of the message was and suddenly sat up, frowning. Grimacing as he moved out of position -- not because she was enjoying massaging him, of course! Just because now she couldn't carry on -- Holly couldn't help but see over his shoulder.
'Sorry Dude!' -- the message title stated. Furrowing her eyebrows even more at that Holly was just wondering what that meant when Casey opened up the message and her heart sank with his.
On the screen was a picture of Cristina Hodges lip-locked with Reilly, Casey's older brother, and in another she was sitting on his lap while holding Kayden's hand. Holly instantly felt the atmosphere in the room change but before she could say anything Casey got up and silently walked upstairs, slamming his door closed behind him.
For a while Holly didn't know what to do. What could she do? All she could feel was bad for Casey. He had had a rotten weekend, despite what she had tried to do for him, she could tell that. One bad thing after another, one more reason to feel bad after another, all the time as he saw his friends having a great time without him. And now to see his own brothers with the girl he liked...the girl he could and would have been with if he had been there!...it was all just too much. And Holly's heart went out to him.
All Casey had wanted was to be with his friends. To be with the girl he liked. And now his own brothers had taken that away from him. Well, taken both really as they had been there all weekend with his friends as well! Holly didn't know what to say or what to do. There really was nothing that she could think of that would make it any better.
And then one thought did pop into her head. A thought she would have dismissed immediately before tonight. Before she had found out what Casey wanted from her, had seen him as the attractive guy that he was, and before she had seen that message and the effect it had had on him. Now Holly hesitated.
His weekend had been so rough from the beginning. His own brothers had gotten to have fun, the fun he had wanted, and now they were with the girl of his dreams. The only thing that had even remotely brightened his mood all weekend was Holly and spending time with her when he, obviously now, could picture her in a way that fed what he wrote about her later. So she and dreaming about having her were the only things that had brightened his mood. And Holly couldn't help but think of him, how he felt, and just what he had felt like as she was massaging him...how he looked...every inch of his toned body and stunning face.
For a while Holly resisted her mind. And then, heart beating like a warhorse in her chest as her stomach did about a thousand flips, the beautiful 38-year-old mother stood up and headed towards the stairs.
There was only one thing that she could do, one thing she could give Casey that would fix it all, that would make sure his weekend was the best ever. That would make up for all he had missed out on, including this girl. She had tried everything else, but the dance and her feelings since then had made it clear what she needed to do. What she wanted to do. What he wanted to do.
Taking that first step felt like committing herself to a final journey, but it wasn't until she was at the top of the stairs facing Casey's door that she really felt it. Hesitating as she put her hand on the door handle and raised her other to knock, Holly breathed in and then out slowly. This was what Casey needed. And after everything she had felt, she finally realised it was what she needed. What she wanted.
The sound of her knocking was like thunder in her ears.
"Yeah?" Casey finally called and Holly felt her heart skip a beat before she took hold of the handle and opened the door.
"Hey." She greeted, clearing her voice before having to say it again so that she could actually be heard this time. Her heart pounded in her chest...for more than one reason...as she stepped into his room and held the door half-closed behind her.
"What's up?" Holly's son asked sounding as forlorn and down as he could, as if the whole world was shit and nothing was ever going to get better.
Holly's heart beat faster as she thought just how much she was about to make up for that.
"I wanted to see how you were." Holly answered softly, her voice ringing in her ears as every beat of her heart filled her head with a heady pulsing.
"Fine. Thanks." Casey lied almost monotonely.
Nodding Holly stood and watched her son for a moment as her whole body quivered. She was passed the point of no return as far as she was concerned. She was going to do this. But she felt both nervous and excited, almost to the point of laughing hysterically and falling over from being dizzy. She could barely breathe she was so lost in what she was about to do.
"Listen..." Holly began and then had to work moisture back into her mouth so she could speak. Fuck her heart was racing deliriously! "...Listen, I know everything sucks right now, but it will get better."
Casey glanced at the floor before looking back up at her and nodded gently.
"Thanks." He replied diplomatically. Obviously he didn't believe her and didn't really want comforting right then -- which after his message was hardly a surprise. Holly gave him a small smile as if he meant it anyway before she carried on...her heart almost pounded out of her chest as she spoke the next words.
"I know this weekend hasn't been the best for you, and you've missed out on everything you wanted to do with everyone. And I know your father shouldn't have left you like he did. So..." She began and had to pause as she raggedly drew in a breath, her skin tingling all over with excited nervousness, "...So, I'm going to make it up to you."
This time Casey's expression was as confused as it was hopeless. He still didn't believe that anything could make up what had happened this weekend...but he had no idea what Holly was about to say.
"What do you mean?" He asked with reluctant curiosity.
"Well..." Holly replied, her voice shaking with the feelings pounding through her. This was it. God he was so attractive! She couldn't help but wonder if he was in the mood to write about her or if he was feeling too down. Shaking herself Holly breathed in before she forced herself to speak again. "...Well, you missed out on hanging out with your friends, your parties, and the girl you liked, and your dad left you here. So...I'm going to make it up to you. Make it better that you missed out, you know?"
By the last word Holly's whole body felt like it was going to shiver through the floorboards or she was going to melt where she stood. Her nipples had never been harder in her sexy bra as they were right then!
"How?" Casey asked genuinely confused, not expecting what Holly was getting at. He sounded as doubtful as he did perplexed. And Holly couldn't blame him. After all, he had no idea what she had in mind and so nothing to him that she could possibly do could make up for what he had missed out on.
But then Holly spoke her next words and everything changed in their dynamic.
"You get to have sex with me." Holly answered simply yet she felt like a floodgate had opened within and around her.
Her whole body suddenly quivered and hummed hotly and with nervousness at what she had just said to her own son, while at the same time she watched the shock blossom on Casey's face as he sat there dumbfounded not knowing what to say or do.
Holly's heart thumped like a hammer as her whole body squirmed with anxious anticipation. She felt like she had just jumped off a building and had no idea what lay beneath her.
"What?" Casey asked in a voice that croaked, his eyes shining as he clearly tried to appear like he had no feelings towards Holly at all. As if the whole thought of having sex with her were something he had never thought of before. The curious glint in his eyes gave away that lie, however.
Holly walked in the room a little more and held her arms beneath her heaving breasts before she let them fall as she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She had come this far, she had nothing to fear from taking one more step.
"You get to have sex with me." She repeated, this time in a more confident and sexily seductive voice as her lips peeled up one side in a sensuous half-smile. When Casey blinked, his mouth falling open, and sat back in his chair with amazement painted all over his face...as he still tried to pretend he had never thought of her sexually before!...Holly leaned more heavily on one foot, sexily pushing her hip out against her dress, and played with her fingers as she looked at him. "I know you've fantasised about it, and written about me. So to make up for all the shitty things that have happened this weekend and make it the best ever for you instead, you get to have sex with me. Something you never thought would happen."
Every word came out more playfully flirty than the next as Holly's heart and body slowly began to acclimate to what she was saying. Her smile only deepened at the look of consternation on her son's face as he stared at her disbelievingly.
As he sat there not saying a word, just staring up at her, a playful urge rose in Holly. That was why she added...
"Unless you'd rather not..." Holly began and then jumped a little as Casey suddenly shot up from his seat.
"No. No. No." Her son immediately stammered out, almost reaching for her hands before deciding to fix his clothes -- he had threw on a shirt and some jeans. "I just..." He began before stopping, glancing at the floor, and then looking back up at her almost shyly. He looked so cute Holly almost grabbed his cheek! He looked like he was still in denial and disbelief at the same time as not wanting to let this opportunity pass him by is how he looked! "...I just..." He repeated again, "...Are you sure?"
Holly smiled at him. He sounded as hopeful as he was disbelieving, as if she may take this dream away from him all of a sudden and he was scared to believe it was really happening while at the same time barely containing himself for what he wanted. Holly knew the feeling. The nervousness pulsing through her was still there albeit dying down compared to the sudden, powerful and heady slamming of each beat of her heart pumping horny excitement through her veins down into her pussy.
"I'm sure." She answered sounding as certain as she felt.
Fuck! She couldn't believe how calm her voice was! She was offering to have sex with her own son and all she could feel was turned on by it! She should feel ashamed and terrible, but all she felt was horny and excited. She knew what she was doing and she was more than fine with it after everything. She couldn't unsee how attractive her son was, and she knew he wanted to fuck her brains out after seeing his stories. So what was she to do? The idea of cheering him up by letting him finally get her on her back...that thought sent a shiver of lust through her it was so exciting.
Taking another step toward him so that there was barely a foot between them, Holly smiled both a comforting and sexy smile.
"You've had a shitty weekend but I can make it all up to you." She added softly as she looked hotly into his eyes, "You've wanted me for so long and now you finally get me. Not your father or your brothers. You. That'll make up for it all, right?"
Casey, his own breathing coming in deep, racing pants, looked up at her with a shaky smile as his eyes glistened with disbelieving hope.
"More than." He answered breathily, "You...This will be the best weekend ever."
Holly's smile deepened beautifully. She reached out and gently took his fingers in hers before sliding her hand into his.
"So...you want me to make it up to you by letting you have sex with me?" She asked teasingly and watched as Casey's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Fuck, yes!" He replied and Holly felt her heart skip another beat.
"Language." She said teasingly in response, and Casey's face suddenly burned playfully.
"I'll have you saying a lot worse than that tonight." He replied and Holly almost squealed as her whole body shook in excited anticipation.
"I hope so." She responded before biting her lip and then taking a step back, leading her son with her hand. "Come on, then. It's time for you to have sex with your mother."
Holly had taken two steps back when Casey suddenly pulled her to him by her hand. Her whole body mashed up against him as she felt the air get knocked out of her. Staring up at him, her hand in his and their fingers interlaced, Holly breathed heavily and hungrily, her eyes shining like stars.
"I have a bed right here." Casey said smoothly with a suave grin as he looked down at her and Holly felt her pussy pulse. Not just at the idea of what he was suggesting and how suddenly real it was, but also at how eager he was to get her and not let her go so that he wanted her right there and then. She almost giggled with amused pleasure.
"You do." She agreed, glancing at it before looking back up into his eyes and taking a step back, trying to lead him by the hand again as she added, "But I thought that you would like to fuck me in my bed. You know...the one I share with your father."
Holly knew how competitive the men in her family were and she knew just what affect that would have. Surely enough Casey's face burned with a heat that was lustfully amused at those words. And how could he not? Not only getting to have sex with his own beautiful, hot mother, but in her and his father's bed, the same father that had left him alone with her at the house as punishment and a joke. Now he got to nail her in their marital bed! It was like two hot lewd dreams coming true in one go. For Holly it was equally hot -- she had never cheated on Chris before, and had never even dreamed of it. Now she was going to, with her own youngest son, and she was going to let him fuck her in her and Chris' bed! The whole thing was just so hot her breasts heaved up and down heavily in lustful anticipation.
And so without any more words Casey let his mother lead him out of his bedroom and down the hallway towards her and his father's room. With her eyes on his the whole way, glittering and hungry, Holly led him backwards into the room until she stood at the side of the bed. And then, interlacing her fingers with his she squeezed his hand once before letting him go, her breathing deep and lustful as she stood in front of him. Her son. The guy who was about to fuck her brains out.
"So, are you ready?" She asked nervously.
"I'm ready." Casey replied back with a similar unsteady voice, though his eyes were glued to her face even as they travelled down her body and back up before he added, "How..."
Holly didn't give him any more time than for that one word, however. The moment it passed his lips she reached up and placed her hands on his shoulders...his broad, strong shoulders...and almost fainted as he instinctively placed his hands on her waist. Smiling prettily up at him Holly moved closer and lifted up on her toes, her hand going to behind his neck, and she moved her mouth closer to his.
Still keeping her eyes fixed on his, Holly smiled.
"You're going to be the first guy to fuck me other than your father." She said sexily, "The first guy to fuck me behind his back. I hope you enjoy it." Before Casey could say anything she added hotly, "I know I will", and then gently pressed her lips against his.
The feel of her lips pressed against her son's sent a wave of lust and nervousness shooting through Holly's body. This was it, she was actually kissing her son! But that wave only grew tenfold more intoxicating and powerful as after once, twice, three times softly kissing his lips Casey pulled her towards him tightly, holding her slender, sexy body against his solid one, and opened his mouth.
"Kiss me!" Holly moaned breathily into his mouth as her lips instinctively followed his and her tongue naturally slid out from her mouth to dance with Casey's.
Snaking around each other mother and son kissed like no mother and son should, their tongues dancing and their lips smacking as Holly pressed herself harder against Casey, trying to force her tongue further into his mouth.
Wet, sloppy sounds filled the room as the illicit pair kissed passionately, losing themselves in their erotic coupling as each second burned their incestuous craving hotter and higher. The soft, gentle kiss that began with soft pecks soon turned into a mouth-devouring, hungry making out as their tongues danced and their breathing grew hotter and heavier, panting into each other as they kissed.
Finally Holly pulled back and broke the kiss, her breathing deep and hot as she set herself down and stared with horny eyes up into his.
"You really shouldn't kiss your mother like that." She playfully said as she let her hands slide down his muscular arms.
"You mean you really shouldn't kiss your son like that?" He replied cheekily and Holly felt her stomach flutter.
"I'm going to let you do a lot worse than that to me tonight." She responded with a naughty gleam in her eyes and Casey smiled sexily at the play on his earlier words.
"Yeah?" He asked as he openly let his eyes wander all over her body. Her sexy dress showed off her tight body perfectly and the look he gave her as his eyes returned to hers was so hungry that Holly almost came right then and there.
"Yeah." Holly replied as she leaned in against him, pressing her soft but oh-so-deliciously firm tits against his hard chest as she let her one hand slowly drift down his arm towards his bulging jeans.
The closer her fingers moved to that fat, solid bulge that had been poking her in the stomach the more intensely erotic Holly began to feel until suddenly her fingers slipped over the protrusion and cinched a hold on the massive swelling. The feeling was so intense Holly shuddered and she leaned up to gently kiss Casey once more before breathing out a soft, low, breathy moan.
"Yeah" She repeated hornily, "You're going to give your mom all of your big dick until I scream for you. And then you're going to cum anywhere you want. Even inside me. And you're going to have all my body to yourself." She added teasingly, pulling his one hand down from her waist and onto her ass as she stared hotly up into his eyes.
"Fuck, mom!" Was all Casey could say in response and Holly's smile playfully tweaked up before she leaned up to press her lips to his again softly.
"Mmmm, again, and again, and again." She teased between gentle kisses.
Casey's hand gripped harder to her ass with every word until he was pulling her firmly against his solid cock, squashing Holly's hand between them. Moaning breathily Holly opened her mouth again and once more her son's tongue slipped between her lips and decadently began dancing with hers.
Passionately the illicit pair kissed, their tongues swirling and their lips smacking until once more Holly pulled back, breaking the kiss, and squeezed her fingers around her son's bulging cock harder.
"Mmmm, I can't wait." She purred erotically as she bit her bottom lip and looked down before raising her eyes to his once more. "I can't wait to feel you push your cock into me." She added teasingly, her fingers probing deftly as they squeezed once, twice...three times...and more.
"Fuck, mom, I can't wait to fuck you. I've always wanted to fuck you!" Casey breathed unsteadily and Holly smiled dirtily.
"And now you can." She replied as she felt his hand squeeze her tight ass. "Would you rather have gone with your father now?" She asked playfully and watched as her son's face lit up with horny amusement.
"Nothing could be as good as this!" Casey replied honestly and Holly purred hornily.
"Good." She retorted, biting her bottom lip again as she looked him up and down one more time. "But before you fuck me, I've got something else I know you've wanted for so long." She said playfully and then smiled sexily at the confused look on her son's face before slowly she began to sink to her knees in front of him, her one hand trailing down his defined, solid body as the other squeezed harder around his fat bulging jeans.
Casey's mouth opened in awe as he watched her sink down before him, his eyes focused on her beautiful face and full cleavage as she got down onto her knees and with both hands took hold of his jeans. The 18-year-old couldn't believe his luck and how the night had turned out and with his mother's gorgeous face just inches from his bulging cock hidden in his jeans Casey felt his dick harden almost painfully. Fuck, he couldn't believe what was about to happen...surely she, his own hot mother who he had fantasised about so often and written stories about him fucking, wasn't about to do what he thought she was. A thrill of excitement and anticipation surged through his virile, young body just at the thought, let alone the image of Holly on her knees, and he stared with eager expectation.
And Holly felt every drop of it. The wanton look in his eyes as they gleamed down at her, the look of Casey's handsome face staring down at her as she knelt before him, all of it was almost too much for the hot brunette. Her tits heaved succulently within their tight confines and her pussy hummed almost vocally she was so horny. And so she smiled naughtily as she moved her fingers to the button of his jeans.
"Let's see what you've got for your mother." She teased as she took hold of the button and with a little bit of force popped it open.
Biting her bottom lip in anticipation Holly pulled the strong zipper down over Casey's bulging cock before taking hold of the sides of his jeans and yanking them down. They came down toughly, revealing his bathing shorts underneath. Bulging like she remembered, in a way that set her heart and pussy skipping beats, Holly pulled Casey's jeans all the way down and waited for him to step out of them before tossing them aside in her room.
Sliding her hands up his legs she reached for the sides of his bathing shorts, digging her fingers into the band at the top as she looked from the heavy bulge in front of her up into his eyes.
"It seems you've got something big for me." She said with breathy hotness, "Is it all for my mouth?"
"And your pussy." Casey clarified and Holly squealed gently.
"You've got all of this to give to your mother? Mmm, you're such a good boy." She replied before lowering her eyes once more to the fat swelling in front of her.
Without saying another word, and with her heart racing madly, Holly gently began to pull down on Casey's bathing shorts. Slowly, oh so slowly, the material began to slide down the tops of his legs until Holly couldn't take it any longer and yanked down as hard as she could, freeing her son's big cock as it sprang hard out of its tight confines to almost hit her in the face. And the 38-year-old mother froze and stared, her hands holding on to Casey's bathing shorts halfway down his legs as she gaped at the enormous rod in front of her.
Staring at the wrist-thick girth of the long dick in front of her, Holly felt her mouth and pussy water at the size of the thing at the same time as she gaped and wondered how big he was. And most importantly, how she was ever going to fit something like that into her! He was enormous! Pulling his bathing shorts down so he could kick them off Holly kept her eyes fixed to Casey's fat dick trying to figure out how big he was, until she reached up and held her hands near the long shaft and gaped. He was bigger than her two hands together! He must be...about nine fucking inches! He was huge! Much bigger than his father was, that was for sure, and twice as thick!
Holly gaped as she gently measured her hands against the side of Casey's cock before oh-so-gently wrapping her fingers around the thick length and marvelling at how hard and solid he was.
"See something you like, mom?" Her son asked cockily as he looked down at her with her fist around his shaft.
Holly could barely think she was so amazed, and so all she could do was nod with her mouth hanging open, breathing heavily.
"Is it as big as you thought it would be?" He asked smugly as he reached down to pull his shirt off, tossing it aside so he stood naked and proud in her bedroom.
"Bigger. So much bigger." Holly replied without even having to think. Fuck but he was huge! He was going to split her in two with this thing! She couldn't even fit her fingers around the whole thing!
"Bigger than dad's?" Casey asked conceitedly and Holly felt a thrill rush through her.
Looking up at him the beautiful mother smiled naughtily.
"You're a naughty boy." She replied teasingly, "You want me to sound like I am in one of your stories?" She asked, and only felt a hot thrill pass through her as Casey smiled down at her from above. Fuck he was cocky! But he had every right to be! Finally her own lips curved in a lusciously dirty smile of her own, her succulent brown eyes flashing hornily, as she added, "You're so much bigger than your father. And so much thicker. God! I can't wait to feel your cock baby."
Grinning proudly down at her Casey flexed his cock in her hands.
"It's all for you, mom." He said as if saying that was the hottest thing in the world. And to Holly it was. Here she was his own mother, down on her knees in a sexy dress, letting him look down her top as she clung with both hands around his hard, thick cock, ready to taste it in her mouth before letting him fuck her senseless with it. Her own son. She should have been ashamed...instead, she was more turned on than ever. Fuck this was hot.
"It's all for me?" Holly whispered sensually as she let one of her hands reach for his hip and gently moved her face a little closer to the tip of his cock. Fuck the thing felt like it was on fire! "You wouldn't rather be having Cristina right now? You would rather be at home fucking your mom?"
Casey's dick tensed as the words dripped sexily from Holly's full lips and his grin only grew wider.
"Fuck, mom, I'd rather have you than anyone." Her son replied honestly, and Holly felt herself swell up with pride. She knew she was hot but hearing an eighteen-year-old say that when he could have had any other woman he wanted, well...that was a compliment! "This is going to be the best weekend ever."
"Mmmm." Holly purred as she sank her fingers down to the base of his cock and looked from it to his gleaming eyes sexily. "Well I did promise you I would make up for your weekend. So I'd better do it." She glanced down at his protruding manhood before looking back up at him again hornily, "Do you want me to suck your cock, Casey? Do you want your mom to suck on your big cock, baby?"
Casey's expression looked like he was barely holding back he was so turned on. He looked like he couldn't hold on for a single second more. And the way he suddenly reached out and took a hold of her head and gently but firmly began pulling her towards his dick confirmed that. Holly held back but smiled sexily, knowing exactly what he wanted.
"Is that what you want? You want your mom to suck on your big dick? You want me to put your dick in my mouth and suck it until you cum? Are you sure, baby? I really shouldn't mmmm suck your cock. You're my son after all." Holly continued to tease until despite her resistance Casey had pulled her head so that her lips were just an inch away from kissing the tip of his cock. "Is this what you want? You want me to suck your cock? Look at me, baby. Look at me on my knees in front of you. Ready to suck your dick. Oh god I want to suck your dick! Will that make your weekend all better?"
Casey looked like he was in pain he was so turned on, and he was so desperate to shove his cock into her mouth he kept pulling her head towards him but Holly resisted as best as she could. Fuck she wanted to just give in! It was so hot having him pull her towards him like this! This was it, too, she was about to take her son's cock like she was never meant to! Once she opened her mouth and let him slide that thing into her there was no turning back. Not that Holly wanted to turn back at this point, she was as far gone as Casey was. But she was enjoying the teasing far too much. Fuck it was hot.
"Only when I fuck you." Casey replied in a voice so tight he sounded like he was about to break inside.
Holly's sexy smile curved more playfully naughty.
"You mean only when you fuck my brains out with your big cock?" She asked teasingly, "When you get me in bed and fuck me. When you fuck your own mother? Mmmm, well I better make sure you're ready first. Ohmmm, and I so want your cock in my mouth."
"Fuck!" Casey exclaimed, straining to push his dick closer to her mouth.
Holly smiled a wickedly naughty smile as she parted her lips.
"I'd best give you what you want, then." She said playfully, her lips less than an inch from the tip of Casey's cock, "You've been wanting this for so long, baby. Now you get it. I hope you enjoy your mother's mouth."
With those words Holly leaned forward ever so slightly until there was less than a hair's breadth between her soft lips and Casey's fat cock head. Parting her lips sexily the beautiful mother opened her mouth slowly, her eyes watching her son's face as he almost strained and came from anticipation. Finally as her mouth hung slightly open Holly lowered her head and almost came herself as her lips touched the soft, spongy head of her son's dick.
The moment her skin touched his a fire surged through the hot brunette and she shivered in lust, almost moaning in deep pleasure. As her lips pressed against the fat head, sliding down slowly as the thickness speared her mouth open, running onto her warm, wet tongue, Holly hummed in pleasure and Casey's eyes squeezed shut. Slowly, ever so slowly, Holly's mouth wrapped around her son's thick cock, pushing wider as she slowly slid the fat head into her mouth followed by the first inch of his thick shaft. Her lips slowly sank down the long length, wrapping tighter and harder around the sturdy shaft as she lowered her mouth onto his enormous rod.
Inch by glorious inch sank into her welcoming, wet, burning hot mouth as she sucked hard, swallowing his dick like the hungry slut she was, until finally her lips met the fingers of her hand that gripped his shaft and the thick head of his cock rested against her throat. Looking up at him with watering eyes Holly wanted to smile from the look of sheer pleasure on Casey's face as he grimaced over how good her mouth felt just wrapped around his cock, but with how stuffed her mouth was all she could do was moan gently before sucking as hard as she could on her mouthful.
"Aggghhhh!" Casey groaned loudly, his hand tightening in her hair for a moment before gently stroking her head.
Holly sucked harder before ever so slowly pulling her head back. Her lips slid all the way back up the now glistening rod until with a loud 'pop' she pulled her lips from his cock. Breathing heavily from how horny she felt, Holly smiled sexily as she looked up at her son.
"Mmmm, that tasted good." She teased with a glint in her eyes.
Casey finally opened his eyes and grinned down at her, clearly just wanting her to carry on, and so Holly did just that.
Kissing the soft head, Holly gently kissed all the way down the thick shaft, moaning softly as she did.
"Mmm, your dick is so big. I love how it feels in my mouth." She purred sexily as she reached her son's big, heavy balls.
Taking each one in turn the beautiful mother kissed around each before teasingly opening her mouth and sucking each one into her mouth, licking and flicking with her tongue as she gently sucked on each one. Her tongue teased around the bulbous ball, entwining and licking up and down and around and around as she hummed and sucked softly. First one, then the other. Before letting them out of her mouth and hungrily kissing the pair then slowly making her way back up the fat shaft until she began kissing all over the spongey head again. Almost like she wanted to leave her lipstick all over it.
"God I love your cock!" She breathed between kisses, and Casey grinned broader.
"Then I think you should take it, mom." Casey said deliberately as he pulled her head towards his dick until the fat head popped into Holly's mouth for a second time.
Almost gurgling as she was forced onto his cock Holly quickly adapted and began swirling her tongue around the fat head and shaft until Casey pulled her down so far that his fat cock hit the back of her throat again. Only then did her son let up and let her take control again. And this time Holly didn't pull her lips from his dick as she slid all the way back to the tip.
Instead the hot mother slid her lips almost off, her tongue ravaging along the length and head as she moved, before she once more lowered her mouth down his cock, sucking as hard as she could as she went. Once, twice, three times she slowly bobbed her head up and down his gigantic shaft before she began to pick up the pace, swirling her mouth in time with her flickering tongue as she did until she looked like she was twirling her head up and down swiftly.
"Mmmmmphh!" She moaned softly as again and again she stuffed her mouth full of his dick, bobbing her head back and forth like she desperately needed his cock to live.
"Fuck, mom!" Casey breathed, his hand tensing and relaxing in her hair as her mouth worked on his dick.
Back and forth, up and down, Holly sucked and bobbed her head faster and faster, her enthusiasm only matching the swiftness of her working tongue as it span around inside her mouth while she sucked and licked like a pro.
In and out, in and out, Holly's cheeks hollowed out with how hard she sucked until the outline of Casey's cock clearly filled her cheeks. Every slam down his cock pumped his fat head against the back of her throat, and every time she pulled her mouth almost off his dick she once more slammed it all the way back down as her fist gently began to massage his dick in time with her sucking. Her other hand gently gripped his hip, pulling him towards her as she bobbed her head up and down his cock.
"Mmmm, do you like that baby? Do you like your mom sucking your big cock?" Holly asked pantingly as she pulled her mouth from his dick.
"Fuck, mom, you suck dick like a queen." Casey panted out as he gazed wonderingly down at her.
Smiling sexily Holly put out her tongue and dragged it around the underside of his thick cock head before swirling it around the fat head, kissing the spongey surface when she was done.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it, baby." She purred erotically as she teased the fat cock across her soft pink lips, "I would have thought you'd have preferred Cristina to be doing it."
Casey's mouth curved playfully as he stroked Holly's hair and cheek while looking down at her. Holly felt a thrill pass through her at looking up at her son passed his enormous naked cock in her face, especially as she felt it wipe across her lips sensually.
"Fuck, mom, you're the hottest woman I know. I'd have you over Cristina any day." Her son replied emphatically and Holly smiled beautifully as she stuck the tip of her tongue out to drag along the tip of his cock as she rolled it across her lips.
"So I'm making your day, baby?" She asked curiously, her fist rolling around his cock as she massaged up and down while wiping his fat head over her mouth. "You wouldn't rather be with your father and brothers?"
Casey's smile was as heated as his eyes as he stared down at her and caressed her hair gently.
"Fuck, no. This is the best night ever." He replied honestly and Holly's smile deepened.
"Mmmm, good. 'Cause I'm glad you got left behind now. We never would have had the chance to do this if your father hadn't gone without you." She replied just as honestly before kissing the thick end of Casey's long shaft each time it passed over her lips. "I would never have gotten your wonderful cock, baby. Mmmm. And mommy is so looking forward to you giving her your big dick deep inside her. Deeper than your dad can go."
Casey's enormous rod flexed in her hands and Holly giggled softly. The look on his face was barely restrained hunger as she continued to kiss his cock before slowly slipping her lips over his cockhead each time it passed over her mouth.
"Mmmmmph!" She moaned softly, tastefully, lost in the moment.
Casey shuddered as he took in a ragged breath barely able to keep himself from stabbing his dick into her mouth as he stood there and shook from pleasure. But Holly just kept her eyes on his as she teased him.
"Mmmmm, I love your big dick." She purred erotically before winding her tongue around his thick head, followed by her soft lips in a sensuous, deep kiss of his cock that slurped and sucked noisily before slipping free as she pulled his dick from her mouth once more. "You're so fucking big." She breathed hornily, once more messily making out with the end of his dick before sliding the fat head all around her lips and back onto her chin. "You're so much bigger than your dad." This time Holly's tongue lapped around the fat head lewdly in a wet, wicked open-mouthed kiss before she took the helmet-shaped head into her mouth and sucked hard, licking down the underside as she noisily pulled her lips from it once more. "I love your cock so much more than your father's." She added as she kissed all the way down the long, hard length and then licked all the way back up, kissing the head once, twice, three times before holding it still and pressing her soft lips against the firm tip.
"Fuck!" Casey breathed in a shuddering mess like he was about to cum any second. Holly almost smiled. She would bet a million dollars to another blowjob that he had never had a woman do anything like this to him. Holly was going to blow his eighteen-year-old mind! "Who...whose dick would you rather be sucking now? Mine or dad's?"
This time Holly's lips did curve sensually, and as her fist massaged up and down his long, hard shaft she spoke with her lips against his fat head.
"Mmmm, yours, Casey." She whispered, her lips dancing over and around his cock head sending shivers down her son's spine and dick, "Your dick is so much better than your father's. Mmmm, I'd rather have your cock in my mouth...and your dick in my pussy, than his. Mmmmm, I can't wait for you to fuck me."
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