H Tales Of A Reincarnated Elf

by Srtyi

I was a good looking prince when I was reborn, and because I could do indecent things as much as I like, I decided to make a harem while traveling with a beautiful female elf Formerly an otaku, the hero who was just reincarnated became a handsome elf prince of another world. In his previous life he was just a plain-faced man, so in this world he uses his high position as a prin

45. Different Sex Story (328-336)

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[Friday]

The bright blue of the cloudless sky looked like a vast sapphire reaching endless distances as the golden sun burned hotly down on the glorious jewel of Shorehaven. The gleaming ball mocked the name 'summer' as too tame as it filled the City with a life that only arises on such a gorgeous beginning to a weekend that promised fun in a whole heap of ways. Faint touches of wind drafted to-and-fro, occasionally lifting the relaxing warmth, but only for the merest of moments. The sparkling blue ocean, and the pure sands of the beaches, were already crowding with what promised to be another of the City's famed paradise-like weekends, where all dreams came true and the tales for which Shorehaven was widely known were born.

Even so early on a Friday morning as it was, with the sun still a couple of hours shy of its blistering, noon-day peak, excitement buzzed and the City increasingly pulsed with life in the same way that many of its inhabitants pulsed hotter and hornier with lust in their veins -- their hearts beating faster as erotic situations slowly unfolded intentionally, or most often unintentionally...and the inevitable explosive climaxes that would shake the very knees of those involved so that they could not stand drew ever closer...slowly, and oh-so-enticingly, like a shuddering, hot breath of...anticipation, desperately needing to be satisfied.

The heat of that same merciless sun and buzzing excitement filled the large house in the upper end of Gainborough belonging to Holly and Chris Clarke, just as it did Holly herself as she placed her toothbrush back in the holder and began to tidy her hair as she stood looking into the en-suite bathroom's mirror.

Despite having all of the windows in the house open to help cope with the heat the whole house still felt like an oven, and even the thin layers of her usually cooling silk lingerie-style nightgown and silk robe made Holly feel that she was wrapped up in woollens instead of having just gotten out of bed basically wearing the least amount she possibly could right then. Even with bare feet on the floor tiles and the robe hanging above her knees, Holly barely managed to stop herself from just pulling the robe off and throwing it on the floor to try to cool down.

She even thought of letting the strappy nightgown fall from her shoulders too -- was there going to be no breeze at all today!? -- but instead tried to focus on making her hair at least a little less bed-headed. Hell but she was so looking forward to her nice cool shower! The cooling water running down her burning, hot body would be heaven! She could almost feel the cold, wet drops trailing over her soft skin, showering down on her face, teasing tantalizingly over her soft but oh-so-firm tits, and down her sexy flat stomach...pooling around her feet... Pure bliss! For a moment Holly felt lost in the fantasy, until a warm breeze gusted through the window as if from an open oven carrying the sounds of the world outside and stirring her from her reverie. Before she could enjoy that cool oasis, she had to check on Chris.

Smiling at her reflection as she brushed her long, dark brown hair behind her ears, Holly felt a warm love suffuse her at the thought of her sweet -- and hot -- husband, a feeling that only deepened while being tinged with loving amusement as the sound of Chris and two of their three sons, Kayden and Reilly, drifted through the open bathroom window as they lumbered around outside, each making jokes at the others' expenses as, by the sounds of it, they carried various things from the house to the car.

"...need a hand carrying that, or is it the sun making your face that colour? Too many take outs Kay. We could roll you there if you sit down." Holly heard Chris jokingly call out to their eldest son, to which the 20-year-old let out a good-natured derisive snort.

"I'm bulking out because I work out. Unlike you, dad." Kayden bantered back "And I've got twice as much stamina as you. Sure you don't need to sit down 'old man'?"

Holly laughed softly to herself at that, as did Chris and Reilly.

"You got me there." Chris replied, and Holly stole herself for the quick response she knew was coming. That was one of her husband's many talents. "I haven't got the same stamina as you at all. No way I could keep eating as much as you do without bursting. I never knew that lifting your arm constantly from plate to mouth was classed as a workout. You should be an Olympian by now."

Holly didn't need to see her eldest son to know his cheeks had grown red at that or to hear the silence to know he had no response -- Chris was always playing everyone else up, except her, he knew better than that, and he was good at it. They all were really, all five of them liked to joke around most of the time, but Chris outstripped any of them, and sometimes took a great deal of pleasure in flustering the three of their sons. Holly sometimes had to tell him he was going a little too far -- he was very competitive...but then, all of the four guys were -- but it was all in good fun, even if there was something very 'male' about it. As if the four were constantly trying to come out on top. No, Holly didn't need to see Kayden to know his reaction, nor did she need to hear Reilly laugh -- every day was the same in the Clarke house.

"You can shut up, Reilly." Kayden suddenly said, obviously focusing on his younger 19-year-old brother to avoid trying to reply to his dad. "I've never seen you in the gym. Maybe that's why you only keep picking up the light stuff?"

Reilly was much more like his father in his quickness than Kayden, and so Holly wasn't surprised by the quick, calm response her middle son made almost as if without thought.

"I run -- you know, that thing that your legs are for? No need for me to spend hours ogling other guys in the gym." Reilly quipped amusedly and Holly heard her husband laugh as she rolled her eyes to herself. Even so, when it was a contest to see whose was bigger -- and it always was with Chris -- Holly knew Reilly's upper hand was only momentary.

"That's not what I hear your last girlfriend has said." Holly heard Chris jibe and this time it was Kayden's turn to laugh and Reilly that seemed at a loss for a moment. "I think the exact words were that you ran so much because you're always chasing the guys and trying to run from her."

"Oh, burn!" Kayden yelled out happily and Holly heard what sounded like a high-five.

Shaking her head as she finished straightening her hair into a semblance of order Holly quickly ran a comb through it before she looked over her freshly washed face, and pulling the robe close -- reluctantly, as it still seemed to be trying to swelter her -- headed for the bathroom door. The boys would always be boys, but before things escalated into a round of chest-pounding she would go and make sure everything remained friendly. Oh, they wouldn't go too far, but still, with how the boys in the family were always trying to get one up on each other things could, and did, get out of hand enough that one or another would do something silly to top the others. That didn't always go as planned, and Holly had been looking forward to having the house to herself for the weekend too long to risk the guys cancelling their trip because one of them tried to prove how strong he was and then hurt themselves.

And so barefoot, the beautiful 38-year-old brunette mother of three padded out of the en-suite and out through her and Chris' large, well-lit bedroom, pausing long enough to run her hand through her long hair again as she passed the large stand mirror near the door -- damn, she couldn't wait for her shower, it was just so damned hot! -- before she gently walked down the stairs and through the wide-open front door that had bags piled up beside it.

This early in the day the front of the house was still relatively hidden in the shade, but even so the moment Holly's bare feet hit the stone slabs outside the heat of the already blistering day hit her like a freshly opened oven. Damn, but it was going to be a scorcher -- and the forecast had been that this was only going to get worse over the weekend! Even with only the thin layer of her nightgown and robe, and those leaving her legs bare enough for a short dress, Holly suddenly couldn't wait to get back inside and out of what she was wearing. Maybe today she would just stay inside the shower all day or walk around in her underwear -- if that wasn't still too hot!

Despite the heat, however, Holly quickly found herself smiling to herself as she leaned against the outside of the doorframe and watched her family continue to load the truck, still joking with each other good-naturedly. Chris was still coming out on top, despite both the 20-year-old Kayden and 19-year-old Reilly doing the best they could. That quick wit and sense of humour had been one of the big things that had attracted Holly to Chris in the first place. Hell, but that man could be more charming than anyone she had ever met when he wanted to be, and all in a purely natural-seeming way. He had certainly charmed her quickly enough -- three sons in rapid succession were perfect proof of that.

Even so, it was how he looked right then that put the curve in Holly's soft lips and the playful twinkle in her succulent brown eyes as he hoisted a large military-style bag onto the bed of the truck while teasing Reilly about his ex-girlfriend again. The sun had already begun to shine on the black truck and Chris was wearing his red plaid shirt half open exposing his toned and glistening chest just as the rolled-up sleeves perfectly displayed his sweat-gleaming, muscular arms. Oh, he wasn't a huge guy by any means, nor defined in a chiselled way, but the way he looked was somehow both strong and sensitive in a way that made Holly's stomach still turn flips -- flips that fluttered deep into her pussy as he turned his gorgeous smile toward her as he finally noticed her standing there.

Damn but that smile made her weak in the knees! It always had. That smile was stunning, cheeky, and charming all at the same time, and perfectly set off his handsome features. Those were what had made Holly fall head-over-heels for Chris from the moment she saw him to now. He had always reminded her of River Phoenix in his looks, if in a slightly more strong way, and what kind of a girl could resist River in his prime!? The thought of her favourite actor set Holly's pussy fluttering again -- fuck but that happened every time: if only she could get Chris to roleplay with her...

Her husband's sudden voice broke the scintillating young mother out of her fantasy and she quickly looked up with a faint glow to her cheeks that had nothing to do with the ever-increasing heat.

"What was that?" She asked as innocently as she could, trying to hide how flustered her thoughts had made her feel.

The smile that Chris flashed at her -- almost as if he knew exactly what she was thinking -- only made Holly's heart, and pussy, beat a little heavier, though she did her best to cover up as much as she could.

"I said to the guys that they had better stop slacking off now the forewoman was here." Her grinning husband replied as he straightened and leaned on the side of the truck, his brown eyes holding hers as his smile became a playful smirk.

"Us slacking off?" Kayden piped in as he pushed a cooler onto the back of the truck "We've done all the heavy lifting. All you've done is stood there and mouthed off."

"Privilege of being a parent, Kayden." Chris replied with a wink to Holly before turning to grin at their son "Besides, someone has to keep an eye on you both, otherwise you'd both be off staring at Mrs Hayworth and nothing would get done."

Kayden opened his mouth to reply to that, however the heat in his cheeks and Reilly's sudden silence gave away how closely Chris had hit the nail on the head. Jennie Hayworth was a neighbour of theirs who lived a few doors down the street, and despite being married for three years at 27 she was still hounded after by all of the neighbourhood's single guys -- including the three of Holly and Chris' sons.

Holly couldn't help but smile to herself, though she tried to keep it hidden as much as she could, at how flustered Kayden and Reilly became so quickly. There was just no one who could play people up quite like her husband. Giving him a 'bad boy' look, which only made Chris grin wider, Holly did her best to wipe her own smile away as she looked to her two sons.

"Actually, I came down here to make sure that you three weren't going to start wrestling each other to prove who was the alpha." She jibed pleasantly as she folded her arms beneath her breasts, which unintentionally pulled the thin silk robe a little tighter around her slender, yet curvaceous body. Bending one leg a little as she rested against the doorframe, Holly added, "I thought it best to step in before you all embarrassed yourself in front of Mrs Hayworth. Including you Chris", she added when her husband started to grin.

"You know I've only got eyes for you babe." Her good-looking husband replied honestly with another wink, and Holly gave him an amused glance -- she knew how true that statement was -- before she looked back to their sons.

The red in both Kayden and Reilly's cheeks had abruptly deepened and the moment that Holly looked to them both quickly turned to look at anything but her and began fidgeting with the last of the bags on the yard. Their obvious embarrassment nearly made Holly burst out laughing -- Chris could play them up like no one else and have them sputtering as they tried to think of what to say, but not even he could fluster the three sons as quickly and completely as she could.

Sometimes all Holly had to do was give them just a small look and all three of them could shame a sunset; cheeks glowing and suddenly they felt ruffled enough that they couldn't stop shifting how they were standing or sitting. Usually one or all would head off to their room when she did that, and Holly found it hard to not laugh -- or do it again. This time, however, she decided to be a little more sympathetic -- she had come down to make sure that the three of them cooled down with each other, after all.

"Are you sure? I thought you were showing yourself off for...Mr Abernathy." Holly replied as she gave Chris' open shirt a significant smirk.

This time it was Kayden and Reilly's turn to smirk and laugh softly. All three of them knew what Pete Abernathy, their old next door neighbour, was like. Holly and Chris had a nickname for him, 'Pervy Pete', and Holly had only managed to stop herself from saying it just then she was so used to the name -- a lot of good that would have done, out in the yard where Pervy Pete could hear and in front of Kayden and Reilly who would no doubt take that name on forevermore. That would only end in neighbourhood problems, despite how true the name was. Pete Abernathy lived alone and no woman escaped his leering eyes...or his grabbing hands if they made the mistake of letting him get too close. Fortunately Holly had been warned about him long before she ever met him so she stayed as far as she could from Pete Abernathy whenever she couldn't avoid him completely.

Despite her playful jibe, Chris only took her comment in stride and, with a glance down at his sweat-shining chest, looked up at her with a good-humoured smile.

"Well, who could blame him for staring?" He retorted confidently before he eyed her up and down significantly "Besides, if he was looking, I doubt he is looking at me any longer."

For a moment Holly had no idea what her husband was talking about until she glanced down and really paid attention to what she was wearing. To her it was just her nightgown and robe. Sure they were short and thin, but she was completely covered even if they did show off her legs -- but nothing more was showing than if she was wearing a summer dress.

Even so, Holly absolutely knew how she would look to Pervy Pete if he did actually see her from his house next door -- the robe was thin, and as both were silk they outlined her slender curves almost as well as her own skin, her smooth legs were shown off to perfection, and while the way that she held her robe closed with her folded arms revealed nothing, it also more than hinted at her ripe swelling breasts beneath as the thin fabric was pulled tightly around the round globes of soft but firm flesh. That and the fact it was what she slept in and, not to mention, that with one small move the robe would open to reveal the plunging, lace-edged neck of the even shorter nightgown beneath, Holly suddenly became very conscious of what she was wearing.

For his part, Chris only grinned as Holly suddenly straightened and glanced towards the house next door to make sure those oily eyes weren't anywhere to be seen, whereas both Kayden and Reilly suddenly looked away from her as she glanced at them, fidgeting awkwardly again -- no doubt at the awkwardness of hearing their mother spoken about that way.

Before she could stop herself, Holly backed up a little to move inside the open door and away from where Pervy Pete could see her if he did come out, however as she did she caught herself and looked at her more than amused husband who clearly thought he had gotten a point on her as well. Well, Holly wasn't as easy to play up as Kayden and Reilly, and while she didn't try to, or feel the need to, compete with the other four in the family, she could still be competitive -- especially when someone thought they had won over her.

And so, straightening up, Holly stopped herself from drawing too far back into the house and smiled both playfully and with more than a hint of self-confident challenge at her grinning husband.

"Well, who could blame him for staring?" She replied back with more than a hint of a smirk in her voice.

Chris only laughed at his own words thrown back at him, his only reply was a nodding of his head and a deeper amused grin as he looked at how awkward Kayden and Reilly were obviously feeling at the two of them speaking about each other this way. Poor guys, but Holly couldn't help but find that as funny as Chris did. Even so, trying to mediate the situation as she always did, Holly decided to change the subject before Kayden and Reilly squirmed themselves under the car in embarrassment. What young man wanted to hear his parents talking to each other that way, after all?

"Have you three managed to get everything ready to go while you've been joking around?" She asked with as much affection as humour as she nodded towards the half-full bed of the truck "At this rate you'll be back before you leave"

Tapping the side of the truck like a drum, Chris gave Kayden and Reilly a quick glance before looking back to Holly mischievously.

"In a rush to get us out of your hair, Hol?" Her joker of a husband asked with an implying tint to his expression

Giving him a light-heartedly dangerous look, Holly replied aloofly, "Three days of peace and quiet? And you have to ask..."

The two boys laughed softly at that as they picked up the last of the bags and placed them in the truck. Chris, however, held his hands over his heart and feigned as if he had been struck by her words.

"Too harsh, baby, way too harsh." He exclaimed lovingly as he grinned and Holly couldn't help but laugh softly to herself. He was such a jackass, but she loved him for it. "We would have been finished a while ago but it seems Casey has gone and gotten himself lost again."

Kayden and Reilly snickered at that as only older brothers can with their younger brother, and that only added fuel to Chris' fire.

"I swear if your son doesn't show up soon, he may just miss this boat and have to walk all the way to the cabin." Chris continued, and Kayden and Reilly laughed a little louder, amusedly murmuring their agreement with their father.

Holly almost rolled her eyes at the whole thing. All four of the men in her life were just so competitive with one another. What made that worse was that Kayden and Reilly always tried to be as much like Chris as they could, whereas while Casey looked more like his father he had the much more independent streak from her.

Not that their 18-year-old son wasn't competitive or didn't joke around like his brothers and father. He did. A lot. Only Casey tried to come out on top his way rather than trying to be more like his father. All of that, and the fact he was the youngest, often made Casey the object of the other three's attention and jokes. Casey could handle himself, of course, but Holly did have to step in sometimes when the others could take things a little too far, even when they honestly meant it as part of their joking and friendly competitiveness. She seemed to spend her life mediating between the four of them in one way or another.

"He was out last night." Holly replied, defending her absent son, "Which isn't a surprise given it is the first three-day weekend of the summer. You would have done the same at his age."

Chris nodded a little acknowledging that as Kayden and Reilly wiped their foreheads and took a drink after the last bag on the yard was on the truck.

"True. But he knew what time we had to be going if we were going to make it before it got too late." Her husband retorted as he leaned on the side of the truck bed with his arms folded with an innocently resigned expression. It was as plain as day to Holly that he was fighting hard to hold back his laughter. "Maybe the walk would do him some good; show him the world doesn't revolve around him and his social life."

Holly gave him a long-suffering, flat stare that Chris had no right to look amused by even if she was still half-smiling herself as she gave it to him. It was always about playing each other up and getting one up on the rest of them. Guys.

"He'll be here soon. He said he would be back, so you won't be too late going. Besides, you haven't finished packing up what you've got yet." She replied in a mock-stern voice before she glanced behind her to the bags just inside the doorway behind her. "So you just shush Christopher Clarke or 'your' son won't be the only one missing a boat in the next week or more."

Whether it was her tone or the small way that Holly's lips curved at the insinuation, Holly was more than pleased to see the sudden way that her good-looking, joker of a husband suddenly stood up straight at that.

"Ouch! Now that was uncalled for." He responded in such a way that Holly couldn't help but laugh softly at the mock-hurt in his playful expression. "You see guys, this is why you never let a woman get this kind of power over you, otherwise she always comes out on top."

"Dad!" Both Kayden and Reilly exclaimed at the same time, and this time Holly laughed a little louder as she shook her head at her husband as if to say he had been a bad boy.

For his part, Chris didn't waste his good humour even as he told the two to go fetch the rest of the things from the house before clearly making his way towards her. Holly only had time to feel her stomach flutter excitedly at that, and Chris only had time to make it to the end of the truck bed when suddenly a voice came from the side of the house.

"Going somewhere, Chris?" Came the familiar gravelly drawling and Holly suddenly wished she was wrapped up in her heaviest and most concealing clothes despite the heat.

"Nothing gets past you, Pete." Chris replied as he looked from Holly to their pervy next door neighbour after giving Holly a smile that was half-amusement and half-commiseration. "Just for the weekend though. Thought the boys would like a trip out of the city considering how hot this weekend is supposed to get"

Holly wrapped her arms around herself even more tightly and tried to hide as much of her thin robe-half-covered body as much as she could behind the doorframe without appearing to move at all. Even so the slight movement drew Pete Abernathy's eyes like iron to a lodestone and as his groping, lascivious gaze fell on her the 38-year-old mother suddenly couldn't wait for her shower for reasons other than the heat.

How the man's eyes could be as greasy as his thinning grey hair, Holly had no idea, but the way he ran his eyes quickly up and down what he could see of her slender body made Holly feel as if he was just inches from running his wrinkled hands over her. She couldn't hide the disgusted shudder she felt at that but fortunately none of it showed on her face and if Pete had noticed he thankfully didn't bring it up.

"Holly going with you?" Her creepy neighbour asked Chris without taking his eyes from Holly for even a second. Holly tried to discretely shift a little further back into the house, which made her husband's playful side beam cheekily through the smile he gave to her as he caught her subtle movement.

"Not this time, just a guy's weekend." Chris replied with a significant playful smirk at her, and innocently paid no mind when she gave him a shocked, warning look in response. They both knew what he was doing though -- this was payback for Holly having got one over on him about Pete earlier -- as her husband's amused expression only deepened as he added, "Holly has the weekend all to herself. Looking forward to it, aren't you babe?"

Holly didn't respond, only giving her loving husband a more significant look that only deepened his amusement until he seemed about to burst out laughing. He was just so competitive and never took things seriously -- and he always took things too far! Holly shifted a little uncomfortably, though she couldn't move any further into the house without it becoming too obvious, and so she just sufficed herself with giving her husband a look that promised retribution later. Let him see what a week without sex was like! No, two weeks!

Into that momentary pause, their oily neighbour spoke up completely unaware of the silent exchange.

"Ah, I see. Well, if you get bored and want any company to pass the time, you only have to knock on my door. Wouldn't want you to feel lonely." Pete said in a tone that he likely thought was subtle but was about as far from it as if he had whispered it creepily over her shoulder while running his old, greasy hands down her arms.

It was all Holly could do to give him a strained smile rather than look like she was about to be sick. She felt it though.

"Thanks, Pete, but I'll be fine. Looking forward to having some quiet time to myself for a few days. Just me and no one else is exactly what I need" She replied as politely as she could.

As always, though, nothing deterred Pervy Pete. Not even such a thinly-veiled rebuke.

"Well, you know where I am if you need me." He replied with seeming friendliness, before adding as if in concern, "Tell you what, I'll pop by just to make sure you are alright though. See if you need anything."

The insinuation was clear enough to make Holly's stomach twist nauseously and this time the attempt at a pleasant smile she gave him was twisted with a sickly tinge. Chris only stood there trying as hard as he could to hold back his laughter at her. He was such a bastard at times!

"That's what neighbours are for, right?" Pete continued when she didn't reply, and Holly only looked on aghast inside as Chris nodded gently. A month! He would not be getting anything for a whole month, the bastard! "Don't worry, Chris, I'll make sure your wife is alright and happy while you're gone." The disgusting old man added as he noticed Holly's husband nodding agreement.

"Oh thanks Pete, that's a weight off my shoulders." Chris replied with barely suppressed laughter as he looked over at her.

Shifting his oily, lascivious, and clearly pleased grin from her husband to Holly, Pete added seemingly self-deprecatingly as he clearly tried hard to hold himself back from rushing over to her, "You need anything, anything at all, you just call out, I'll be able to hear you and will have my windows open with the heat, so any time -- night or day -- you just call me and I'll be here"

Holly reluctantly nodded her thanks, and this time she was sure her disgust at the old man was plain on her face as Chris suddenly turned around and hid his face from their neighbour, his shoulders shaking slightly before he coughed and cleared his throat. For her part, Holly could only think how much she wanted to get away from the horrible little man's groping eyes and how he had likely said that about being able to hear her easily next door because he was always constantly spying on her and trying to catch her naked through a window or something. That only made the slim brunette feel even more ill and she quickly pulled her eyes away from his and looked anywhere but at him.

"Thanks, Pete, but I'll be fine. Just a quiet weekend for me. You won't hear a peep from me, don't worry." She replied trying to end the conversation as quickly as she could. Fuck, but she wanted to jump back into the house, lock the door, and sit in the shower for the rest of the weekend! Eurgh!!

The older man gave Holly a long, lingering look and looked almost on the verge of saying something else before he turned back to Chris, almost as if he had forgotten Holly's husband was there.

"Have a good weekend, Chris" Pete said in the most suggestive tone Holly had ever heard, almost as if he were in a hurry for Holly's husband to leave, wishing him well so he could enjoy some alone time with his wife.

Holly suppressed a shudder at both the thought and the tone and watched from the corner of her eye as the greasy man gave her husband a smile and then her an insinuating glance before he walked away back into his house. As the door clicked behind him Holly looked at her husband with a mix of 'oh my god' at Pete and a playful threat for how Chris had acted around him. Oh she would totally get him back for that!

Almost wrapping her robe tighter around her, at least until she realised that that would just outline her figure even better, Holly tried her best not to jump further into the house and hold her ground. The heat of the day was slowly growing but the brunette wife had more reason to jump in the shower now! Looking at her with amusement at striking a point with her Chris only leaned against the truck smugly.

"You're so going to pay for that" She warned her husband, who only smirked harder as he watched her struggle to stand or go. Either way he seemed to think he had scored another point.

Before Chris could say anything smug, however, Holly added as nonchalantly as she could, "I'm going to go for my shower. You boys behave."

Both Reilly and Kayden mumbled something that Holly took for agreement as they bashfully stared at the bags, while Chris grinned more broadly. No doubt he knew both the reason she had abruptly decided to leave and why she was so eager to have her shower. Damn him. She really was going to have to think of something to burst his ego. With how competitive he was he would be impossible to live with if she didn't after that.

And so Holly held his eye with a semi-sombre look of her own.

"And make sure you wait for Casey. He won't be long, I'm sure." She said as seriously as she could manage right then.

"I'll give him a fair shake of the stick" Chris replied, holding his hands up in defence.

Eyeing him for a moment and then trying her best not to glance over the fence to see if Pete was around Holly gave her husband a 'make sure you do' kind of smile before she half turned.

"If you're gone before I get out, make sure you have a good time. Don't drink too much guys. And try to be nice to each other." She called out with a more warm smile, before adding as she half turned back and added, "Especially your younger brother", to Kayden and Reilly.

The two young men looked back at her with so much innocence they almost looked outraged but Holly held their eyes a moment until they nodded, cheeks going red as they stared at her and they looked down again, no doubt because they knew what they were like with Casey.

"Especially you" She added with a playful smile toward her husband and this time there was nothing 'almost' about Chris's shocked reaction. But Holly knew he was the worst of all of them for picking on people.

Giving her sweet, loving husband another glance that promised retaliation Holly turned back around and only half-smiled at the wolf-whistle Chris gave her before she padded back into the house and headed towards her and Chris's bedroom. God the weather was hot, but it was the feel of Pete's oily stare that she wanted to wash off her right then. For both reasons she couldn't wait to jump into that shower!

The car door burned gently in the heat as Chris leaned against it. The warmth was comforting, like the feel of the sun beating down as you lay sun-bathing. Casting his eyes over the back of the truck and two of his sons talking on the other side of the bed, Chris Clarke thought about the trip ahead, the drive, and what adventures he and the boys would get up to. He had been looking forward to this long weekend, time where he could spend it with the boys just him and them, a proper guys weekend, even as he knew that with his sons being as old as they were now they wouldn't want to spend all that time with him. They likely had other plans.

Oh he had heard about the party their friends were planning up at the old abandoned lodge near the lake, and he knew well how much time they would spend chasing women who came out to enjoy the sun as they were. They were that age of course. But he didn't mind. They would spend time with him -- he had a lot of fun things planned -- and when they were off being young men he could take the time to kick back and relax and have some time to himself. Nothing but beer, the sun, and a relaxing rest on the lounger. Not to mention he would hear about all their mishaps from each other and teasing them about that would be half the fun of being there. They may be young enough but they were far from experienced enough.

Yes, the trip was going to be just perfect. At least it would be if Casey arrived before it was too late to set off. Chris had a boating trip planned not long after they arrived so he wanted to make sure they got there on time, and as per usual his youngest son was nowhere to be seen. He had told Casey that he had to be on time and Casey had promised that he would be back. That kid had more of a life than his two brothers combined. He was always off doing something with his friends. But Chris knew that this time Casey's friends would all be heading to the party at the lodge -- it was part of the reason his youngest son had agreed so quickly to come on the trip in the first place -- so Chris had had no doubts that Casey would be there bright and early.

Only time ticked on and there was still no sign of his son. He had gone out with some friends the night before and murmured something about staying out with them and that he would be back in the morning, muttering that he would definitely be there when Chris had reminded him of how early they had to leave. Yet the sun rose and with it the heat of the day and Casey was still nowhere to be seen.

It was at that moment that a small smile spread across Chris' face as amusement tickled his insides briefly. The same feeling always flowed through him when he thought of a way to play up someone and this time was no different. Glancing at the bags in the back of the truck and at his other two sons waiting for his word to go, Chris thought for a moment how funny it would be to play with Casey when he showed up. Maybe by making a joke about him being late or by pretending to drive off without him.

The amused feeling within him twisted further at that latter thought. The idea of what his son's face would be like as Chris waved and said he had told him what time they had to leave and he would see him there, after he made his own way. The small smile became a large grin as Chris thought of how Casey would react, and how, now he thought of it, deserving it would be. It wouldn't be like Casey couldn't get to the lake -- after all, the kid had other friends and even a couple of bus journeys that would get him there. And it would show him that he couldn't be late. More importantly, it would get one up on him for him thinking that he could dawdle and make his father and brothers wait on him.

Imagining it in his mind Chris laughed softly to himself until a perplexed glance from his sons stirred him out of his reverie. He couldn't do that. Holly would kill him if he left without Casey. But it was funny to think of. Casey would surely learn his lesson, and in a funny way, if he saw them drive off waving without him because he was so late. Chris was half-tempted to do it, it would be too funny, but he was too good a parent to just leave, and they still had a good half an hour before they had to be on their way.

And so the good-looking father of three stood and waited, calling out to his sons to joke around with them as he leaned against the truck and waited for his youngest son. All the while amusing himself with the thought of just driving off and telling Casey to catch up. And so the sun rose and the day grew hotter, yet the street remained empty of Chris' son.

That playful side of Chris just grew as time passed until he began joking about it with Kayden and Reilly, who found it equally as amusing and joined in in trying to get Chris to leave early. But he waited, as Holly would want. Until the time they had to leave had come and gone and still Casey was nowhere to be seen. Tapping the side of the truck Chris waited and waited...until his playfulness and patience both reached a crescendo at the same time.

Casey Clarke walked down the blistering street as the sun beat down on him relentlessly. The heat would have gotten to him as he walked with his hood up and his earphones in but he was too hungover and tired to really think of the weather right then.

Fuck he had had a great night with his friends last night. There was nothing but sweet days off for them all at the moment before college started in the fall and so Casey and his friend had been making the most of the time as they could. Fuck but he had been so wasted. It had been an awesome night though, even if he was paying for it now.

He had woken up late, much later than he had hoped, and despite knowing that he had to be home half an hour ago he still couldn't make himself walk any faster or look up at the blinding whiteness of the pavement. And so he ambled along as quickly as he could while lost in thought of the night before and what everyone had planned for the night ahead.

Oh he was looking forward to spending some time with his dad -- these guy trips always turned out fun, especially as Casey's father would always buy him and his brothers enough beer to get wasted, saying it was all part of the fun of a guys' night out -- even if he wasn't looking forward to hanging out with his brothers so much. They were very much like his father, always trying to one-up each other and picking on him as the youngest. And who wanted to spend all their time with their brothers anyway? No, Casey was much more looking forward to the party at the old lodge and what he and his friends had planned for the rest of the weekend!

Well, he was looking forward to that and seeing Cristina Hodges, the girl he had had his eye on for months! Cristina would be at the party and out with his friends, and despite being the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen this weekend would be the first time that Casey would actually get to have a conversation with her. Maybe even more. It had taken him months but he had finally decided, with a little push from his friends, that this weekend would be it. He would finally ask Cristina out. He would take the leap. He had wanted to for so long. Abandoned other women who had been interested in him for how he felt about her. And nothing would stop him. Hopefully it would all pay off.

He had hopes that she liked him, at least. Well, some of his female friends had said she was interested in him, so there was that. But whatever happened he would have at least taken the chance with her, and gotten to take that chance. His stomach fluttered, nervous as hell and he wasn't even at the party yet, but it was a good kind of feeling. He was excited and looking forward to what was ahead over the next four days. He had been looking forward to it for weeks now.

That was why, despite having walked as fast as he could, and yes being almost an hour late, Casey was struck by the empty driveway as he made his way down his road and walked up to his house. Sitting outside the house were his bags but his father's truck and the rest of his family were nowhere to be seen. For a moment the eighteen-year-old stood confused before reaching for his phone and dialling his father's mobile.

After a few rings the phone was picked up and Casey could hear the familiar sounds of driving with the windows open.

"Hey slowcoach!" Casey's father upbeatly greeted him as he answered the call

"Hey dad, where are you?" Casey asked confusedly as he looked from his bags to the empty driveway again

"On the way to the lake as planned" Casey's father replied chippily, "We waited for you, but figured you weren't coming when you took so long." He added with what Casey could only describe as amusement.

"What?? But dad, I'm here!" Casey almost cried out before glancing at his watch at how late he was. "Why didn't you wait for me? I was on my way!"

"We did wait for you. And you knew what time we were leaving, Case. I've told you before about being on time. You'll have to get a ride with one of your friends or catch the buses." His father replied with definite amusement, clearly finding the whole situation one big joke. Casey would have too if it had been one of his brothers who had been the butt of this joke rather than him.

Staring wide-eyed the eighteen year old gaped at his father down the phone. They had left him? Sure he was super late and he had known what time they were leaving, and that his dad had plans that meant they had to be on time, but still! His father had actually driven off to the lake without him, taking his brothers who no doubt found this whole thing funny and like they had once more gotten another one over him.

"But dad..." Casey began only to have his father cut him off

"No but's Casey, I told you I wouldn't wait" His father replied good-humouredly, sounding upbeat as he added, "So now you'll have to find your own way here if you want to come. But you'll miss the boat ride anyhow. Guess you'll learn to be on time next time. I'll save you some beers though."

With a small, amused laugh Casey's father hung up leaving Casey to stand in the driveway sputtering as he stared at his phone in his hand. His father had left him there! And he sounded as amused by it as Casey's brothers no doubt were! Oh his father hadn't sounded vindictive at all, only playful and like this was all one big joke. That was his father's way -- even when he took things too far he thought it was all just a joke. But right then Casey could not believe it.

Sure he was late. Really late. And fair enough he had heard his father joke about leaving him if he didn't get there on time. And sure he had other ways to get to the lake -- he hoped! -- but this was supposed to be a family weekend as well as a party weekend. And he alone out of his brothers had been left behind! And they were all laughing about it! Casey had been super stoked about the whole weekend and now here he was stuck at home while his father and brothers thought it one big joke!

Feeling in shock Casey stood staring up the empty road for a few minutes, almost as if he would see his father drive back and tell him to get in, that the joke had been hilarious but he was there after all. But the road remained empty. This was taking a joke too far!

Finally, after shaking himself out of his stupor, Casey turned toward the front door and headed into the relative coolness of the house as he almost numbly typed in his friends' phone numbers and tried to figure a way out of this mess.

He would so need to figure a way back at his father, and brothers!, for this.

...Little did the strapping eighteen-year-old know just how perfectly he was going to get back at all three of them. And thanks to his father at that.

Holly walked quickly into her and Chris' bedroom trying to get the feel of Pete's eyes off of her before padding in to the en-suite and turning on the shower, making sure to switch it to cool. Letting the thin robe and nightgown drop to the floor the beautiful 38-year-old mother stepped into the chilling water and let out a sigh of relief. The water was cold against her heated skin and for a moment the chill took her breath away and then all that was left was bliss. Pure cool bliss in the midst of the heat that Holly could still feel beating against the outside of the shower.

The cool water ran over her silky smooth skin, flowing coldly over her voluptuous 34DD breasts and instantly spiking her nipples hard, over her smooth, flat stomach, and down her slender, sensuous legs. For a long moment all the hot wife could do was lean her head back and stare up at the falling water as it coursed all over her and soaked her back into the most perfect temperature.

Holly had no idea how long she stood there for, just basking in the feel of the cold water, but it was her husband's voice calling out to her that finally stirred her.

"Going now, honey. I'll see you Monday afternoon!" Chris called through from downstairs and Holly wiped the water from her face before she called back.

"Ok. Have a safe trip. Have fun! Love you!" She yelled back from the shower, not sure whether Chris had heard until he yelled 'love you too' back up the stairs.

The familiar sound of the door slamming shut followed by the low hum of the truck moving off was all Holly heard as she relished the feel of the water washing through her long, dark brown hair and snaking down her back and tight ass.

Losing herself in the coolness of the water once more Holly just gently moved around beneath the falling stream, letting the cold liquid cascade over her and cool every inch of her delectable body for what seemed like an hour. Finally she reached for the shower gel and began to clean herself, running her hands over her full breasts, taut stomach, running them down over her long legs, cupping her ass, and reaching up to curl her hair up as she arched her back and let the water run down her neck and body. After that her hair was sudded up with shampoo as she alternated leaning over to wash her long hair out and standing straight as she leaned back slightly, arching her chest out sexily. Finally, however, the beautiful mother of three reluctantly turned toward the nobs and turned them so that the water stopped falling over her and stepped out of the shower.

The heat of the day was like a wall that Holly walked into as she stepped from the coolness of the shower out into the en-suite. Already her body felt like it was drying just from the warmth as she stood dripping naked and reached for a towel. Drying herself off Holly tied the towel around her as she padded through into the bedroom. The towel felt like a fur coat in the heat of the day and Holly couldn't wait to get it off. She was almost tempted to walk around naked -- no one was home, after all -- but the memory of Pervy Pete's eyes and his promise to 'keep an eye on her' were still too vivid in her mind for that.

And so Holly walked over to the wardrobe and looked for the coolest thing she could find. Finally after a lot of searching and trying things on, all of which were discarded as too hot, Holly fastened up her white lace bra after she pulled on her matching underwear, then stepped into a tight pair of cut-off denim shorts that clung to her ass but were cut so high up they were almost a bikini bottom, and finally pulled on a baggy, very thin so it was almost see-through white top that hung from her breasts but was super cool and could be tied up to reveal her stomach later if it got too hot.

Tying her hair up in a ponytail to try to do away with some more of the heat, Holly picked up the towel and threw it in the wash bin before tidying up the rest of her clothes. Looking in the mirror she brushed her skin with just a little light makeup and adjusted her hair before she headed downstairs and into the kitchen.

Relaxing at the calming sounds of the gently stirring breeze amidst the heat of the gloriously sunny day, Holly let out a deep breath as she walked to get some juice from the fridge. Today was going to be a perfect day. Peaceful and relaxing. Just what Holly needed. And for the whole weekend as well! The beautiful brunette couldn't wait. Pouring herself her glass she placed it on the counter as she leaned against it and just enjoyed the sight out the back window. All was perfect and still. Just like it would be for four perfect days.

"Mom?"

The voice was so sudden and unexpected that Holly jumped where she stood before she spun around. The attractive mother had only a heartbeat to recognise Casey's face when the sound of a glass smashing at her feet from where she jumped startled made her look down. Orange juice spilled everywhere amongst the glass, luckily none of either had gone on Holly's bare feet, and Holly quickly looked from the mess up at her son, her heart racing in her chest.

"Casey?" She asked without thinking, before adding a little more confusedly, "I thought you had gone with your father?"

Casey looked down at the glass and then back up at her before he answered.

"They left without me. I only just got back." He replied sounding as if his mind were elsewhere for a moment as he kept his eyes firmly on hers.

"Wh...?" Holly began, glancing down at the broken glass once more as her heart still pounded in her chest, before she forgot what she had been about to ask as what he said hit home. "He left without you?"

"Yep. Thought it would be funny." Casey answered as his eyes slowly dropped to the glass again before looking back up at her.

"What...? One second..." Holly replied as she stepped carefully around the glass and reached for the bin, her mind swirling from her startlement only slowly began to calm down as she squatted down to begin picking up the glass shards. "He left without you?" She repeated, "I don't understand. I thought you went with him. He called out that you were going."

Holly's mind was fuzzy but she was sure Chris had said that Casey was there and they were going now when he had called up to her in the shower. Had he not? Had she just imagined that because he had said they were leaving and she had naturally thought that Casey must have been there then?

Leaning down to help her pick up the glass pieces Casey quickly raised his eyes to hers as his cheeks reddened slightly. He must have felt embarrassed at not helping her sooner. Holly had no idea it was because of the way her top hung as she almost knelt down to reach for the broken shards.

"I was late. By the time I got here dad was gone. He seemed to find it funny. Said I would have to get a ride with someone else seeing as I couldn't make it on time" Casey responded almost forlornly as he put his phone away and picked up some glass. "Sorry I scared you."

"No need to be sorry. I just hadn't expected anyone to be home." Holly replied with a small, comforting smile as she processed everything and her brain finally started to calm down. Chris had left Casey on his own because he was late? He had joked about it the night before and that morning but she had never thought he would do it. What had come over him? And to think it was funny. "I'm sorry your dad left without you. I don't know why he would." Holly replied as she straightened and set the bin back before heading over to pick up the mop. "Did you manage to get a ride with one of your friends?"

"Not yet. They're all either on their way or haven't answered. Hope I can soon." Casey replied as he stood back up while Holly mopped the floor over. "I was looking forward to this weekend."

Holly gave her son a gentle shoulder rub at that as she finished up and propped the mop back in its place.

"I will have a word with your father." She promised feeling a little annoyed at Chris for leaving their son. How could he do that? Even if he thought it was funny? They're playfulness was going to put them in a situation where there was no going back from if they continued. "But you'll get there, right?"

"I don't know" Casey replied almost dejectedly, "The buses are full and if I can't get in touch with anyone before tonight I won't be able to get there. It just sucks."

Holly gave her son a consoling look, once more that feeling of annoyance flared up at her husband, before she rubbed his shoulder once more comfortingly.

"We'll sort something out. Go and try to call everyone again and I will speak with your dad. We'll see what he has to say" She told him, trying her best to be as encouraging as possible.

With a glum nod Casey took out his phone again and walked back through to the lounge. Holly watched him go before reaching for the phone and dialling her husband. A few seconds later the phone picked up and her cheerful, ever-loving Chris lightly answered.

"Hey baby," Holly's husband jovially said to her, "What's up? I thought you'd be out sunning yourself and not thinking of little ol' me?"

"Well I was going to until our son walked in. You think you might have forgotten something?" She replied with a questioning sternness mixed with her love.

"Wha...Oh, you mean Casey?" Chris asked, sounding a little confused at first and then back to his normal playful self.

"Who else would I mean, unless you left another one of our sons here" She replied with a little firmness to her voice as she walked over to the refrigerator to grab herself another glass of juice. "Casey says you left him here?!"

"Now hold on there, Hol, the kid was really late and to be fair I did tell him yesterday what would happen if he wasn't here on time." Chris responded with warmth and a smile she could even hear on the phone, "Plus I'm just messing with him. He knows he can get another ride"

"And if he can't?" She asked as she poured the juice and replaced the carton in the fridge, "He didn't seem so sure."

"Then it'll teach him what the consequences are for not being on time. He's a big kid, he'll get over it." Chris replied with his normal sense of humour. In fact, he almost seemed on the edge of laughter. To him this was probably all part of his normal 'messing about' thing. It probably seemed that way to Kayden and Reilly as well.

"Oh that's a fine way of teaching him." Holly responded sarcastically, adding as she walked back to the stool and sat, "You know one day your playing around is going to back fire on you, Christopher Clarke. Our son may not find it as funny as you."

"He'll get over it. He's a big kid now. Besides, just tell him you'll make it up to him." Her husband replied without any sense of joking around, at least in what he meant. He still sounded like he was about to break out into laughter at any second.

For a moment Holly only gaped as she looked at the phone, then put it back to her ear.

"Me? Oh, no, you'll be the one to make it up to him. This was your sense of a joke, mister." She replied almost aghast.

"Aww, come on, Hol, you know me, I'm just playing the kid up. But it will teach him a lesson. Bet he won't be late again." Her husband responded with his winning charm and Holly couldn't help but smile to herself a little. She could see the funny side of what Chris had done but he had still taken it too far. It would be down to her to smooth it over though. It always was. Chris was just too winning for his own good sometimes.

"Fine. But you better hope he gets a ride with his friends. He didn't seem too happy about missing out on this weekend" She warned her husband as she sipped her juice.

"Just make sure it's something worth his while. He'll forget about it then." Chris replied, before adding almost hurriedly, "Got to go, love, coming up to the tunnel so will lose signal. I'll call you later."

With that Holly's husband blew her a kiss before hanging up. The beautiful brunette sighed into the phone before she placed it on the counter, whispering to the air what she thought of Chris right at that moment. She couldn't believe that he had left Casey behind as a joke! Well, she could...it was the kind of thing that Chris would do and find funny, not thinking of how it might not be taken that way by others. But still.

Holly was washing her glass up and putting it away when Casey came back into the kitchen looking as glum as earlier.

Casey turned the corner into the kitchen and for a moment, again, the despair and gloom that he felt about his morning and the upcoming weekend vanished as he was met with the image of his mother stretching to put a glass away in the cupboard. Her tight body looked lustrous in the thin, loose top that she had on, a top that drooped as she bent over and gave him a wondrous glimpse of her white-bra clad tits, and with the short shorts that showed off her legs and firm ass to perfection.

Fuck but she looked hot! And Casey didn't mind admitting that! Not at all. He had always noticed how attractive his mother was but over the years since he had started noticing girls he had not been able to help but notice just how sexy his mother actually was. And that had turned into a desire that he would have thought strange and wrong if he hadn't known that it was perfectly normal, and that he couldn't help but notice when there was a gorgeous woman in front of him whether she was related to him or not!

But today of all days his mother looked stunning. Maybe it was because of how much her shorts didn't cover or the way her top was see-through, or just how she had dressed in general because of the heat, but she looked perfect. From the way her long brown hair fell down her back in its ponytail to the colour and smoothness of her skin. And then there was how her curves pushed against her clothes just so as she leaned forward and up to put the glass away. Fuck but she was mouth-wateringly stunning! He had thought that as he had been cleaning up the glass with her and her top slipped forward, giving him a perfect view at her bra-clad breasts. Fuck but his father was a lucky guy. If Casey had ever been able to get a woman that hot to be with him he would never be out of bed with her!

Of course the eighteen-year-old knew that nothing was ever going to happen but that didn't mean he couldn't fantasize or that he didn't get a raging boner every time he saw his mother looking stupidly sexy like today. He could just enjoy the view and his thoughts...and boy did he have a lot of dirty thoughts as he stood for a moment transfixed by the sight before him...before being called back into reality.

Thinking of reality suddenly jerked the horny eighteen-year-old's mind back from his hot mother and made him think of what had just happened. Then the gloominess settled back in and Casey forgot all about how much of a knockout his mother was as he just saw her as his mother again.

"Oh, hey honey." His mother said with slight concern in her melodious voice as she shut the cupboard door and turned to look at him, dropping back to her heels, "Did you manage to sort anything out?" She asked as she brushed hair from her eyes and came to lean against the counter top.

Shaking his head Casey padded into the room and moperly took a seat on the stool in front of the counter.

"No." He answered gloomily, "Everyone either didn't pick up as they were driving, had full cars, or had already left."

The look on his mother's face was one of commiseration and wishing she could do something to help him as she reached over to pat his hand gently.

"I'm sorry." She said genuinely, "I spoke with your father and he thought this was all a fine joke. But he honestly thought you'd be able to get another ride up to meet them. I'm sorry you can't. Are you sure there's no one else?"

Casey looked even more glum at that and felt it too, knowing that his father did probably think this was all one big joke. Casey would have found it funny too if he wasn't the butt of it. But for all of his intent Casey's father had left him without any way of getting to the lake for the weekend and now he was going to miss out on everything. Including a drunk Cristina Hodges! This had been his big chance, and now he was going to be the only one not there.

"I tried everyone. Even Terri and he's the last person to ever get up and go anywhere. But there's no way for me to get there now. I'm stuck." He replied glumly, flipping his phone between his hands as he stared at it as if some miraculous answer were going to 'beep' into his hands any moment. He hoped, but he knew it wouldn't. "Guess I'll just be stuck here all weekend rather than having fun with everyone else"

Casey's mother's hand gripped tighter onto his and her face took on an even more apologetic and commisatory expression.

"I'm sorry honey, I wish I could help" She said, meaning it clearly but knowing that there was no way that she could.

For a moment all Casey could do was sit there moping and feeling sorry for himself before he finally felt the despair almost consume him and stood, turning to go.

"Well, I guess I'll see what I can do with no one around..." He glumly announced, intending to head for his computer where he knew none of his friends would be online and there really wouldn't be much for him to do. But still, it was the best he could think of.

This sucked. The biggest party of the summer and he was going to miss it. And Cristina. And all he could do was spend time in his room because no one was around. This sucked big time.

Looking a mix of not knowing what to do and desperately wanting to help him Casey watched his mother almost reach out for him before she let her hand fall, not knowing what to say, before saying, "I'm sorry, honey. You going to be ok?"

"I'll be fine. I'll just miss out on the best weekend of my life, but I'll be fine" He forlornly answered before traipsing away, dragging his feet, towards his room, glancing down at his phone every now and then in a vain hope that someone would message him back and say they could take him.

He knew how vain that hope was. But faced with a weekend alone, well, with his mother, but still away from all of his friends and the blast that they were bound to have, he had to have some hope lest he become totally depressed.

The bedroom door shutting behind him sounded like the door to his dreams closing on him. When he would next get a chance with Cristina he didn't know. Not like this anyway. Little did the eighteen-year-old know just how much better his weekend would be now. And what was to come as he sat down at his computer, too depressed to even let the image of his mother perk him up.

Holly Clarke watched her son glumly leave the kitchen, his feet scraping on the floor as he reluctantly dragged himself out of the room, and once more muttered to herself about her husband. Maybe Casey would learn from this, as Chris hoped, but it was still a sucky way of teaching him, the beautiful brunette thought. This was supposed to be Casey's big weekend with his family and friends and now he was stuck in the house with his mother. Not to mention that she now didn't have her weekend to herself. Not that she didn't feel a little bad for thinking that latter when Casey was so unhappy. But both were the result of her husband's 'joke' and both meant that Holly and Casey were left with a poorer weekend than they had planned. And all because of Chris and his competitive sense of humour.

Muttering to herself Holly turned around and looked towards the large glass doors that led to the back garden. She had planned on sunbathing for a lot of the weekend but now she just didn't feel relaxed. Moreover, she couldn't settle knowing that Casey was as glum as he was. That was just her mother instinct.

For a moment all Holly could do was stand there and stare out at the beautiful day. The day she should be enjoying. When something Chris had said suddenly hit her. 'Just do something to make it up to Casey'. That sudden thought was like a firework going off in her head that abruptly lightened her mood. Do something to make it up to him, something that would make up him missing out on the big party weekend. That was easier said than done, but it still was something she could do. All she had to think of was a way to balance out the scales. A way to make Casey not miss what he really was missing out on.

But how? For a long moment the beautiful 38-year-old mother stood and worked her mind trying to figure something out. She could buy him a car? Then he could drive up himself and have the whole thing totally made up for! Only problem was, that meant Reilly and Kayden not having a car while their younger brother had one, and that would just spiral out of control. So, maybe something else. What could she do for Casey that would make him have a great weekend rather than missing what was happening at the lake?

Holly wracked her brain for a while until finally it hit her. She had to do things with him that he had always wanted to do, or that he enjoyed! He may be home alone with his mother for a long weekend but maybe she could do something that would cheer him up! And Chris had said that she should do something to make up for it. Of course, there was the problem that what eighteen-year-old would want to spend a four-day weekend in the blazing summer sun with his own mother, but Holly couldn't do anything about that. He had planned on spending some of that time with his father and brothers anyway so maybe she could be a good substitute, even if she wasn't a guy doing guy things.

Feeling a little lighter, Holly poured over the things she could do to cheer Casey up, thinking of the things he enjoyed doing most and what she could do for him. It didn't take long for her to get a couple of ideas and so soon she clapped her hands together and, smiling, made her way to Casey's room.

Casey sat staring at his computer screen not knowing what to do next. He had already checked his friends out on social media and they were all raving about the weekend ahead, which hadn't made him feel any better. He had then thought of playing a game to pass the time, but not only did he not really feel like it but no one had been online for him to play with anyway. And so here he sat, staring at an empty screen, wondering what he was going to do to fill the weekend with no one around and nothing that he really wanted to do. All he wanted was to go to the lake and so everything else just seemed boring and drab besides what he knew he was missing out on. Sighing loudly he moved the mouse just to stop the screensaver from coming on and then stared at the screen some more.

Just then a knock came at his door and Casey answered robotically without even looking away from the screen.

"Come in." He called out stoically

The door opened and his mother's head popped around the door before the rest of her followed behind, pushing the door closed behind her.

"How are you doing?" She asked considerately as she stood with her hands behind her on the door handle.

The way she stood emphasised her succulent breasts but Casey was too lost staring into his blank screen feeling numb and glum to notice right then.

"Fine." He answered morosely, "Just sitting here doing what I'm going to do all weekend."

"Oh? And what's that?" His mother asked curiously, not picking up on the sardonic twist to his voice.

"Staring at my computer while everyone else is having fun." He replied sullenly, once more not even moving his eyes from staring at the mouse pointer on the screen. God he felt so sucky and bored.

The gloomy way that he was feeling meant that he missed his mother's sympathetic reaction and the way that she glanced around his room as she thought of how best to cheer him up.

"Casey, you can't just sit in here all weekend. I know it isn't nice but this isn't good for you." She said finally, her voice ringing with empathy.

Sighing loudly Casey finally looked away from the screen and to her. Once more the way he was feeling blocked any reaction to how stunning she looked right then and he stared at her depressingly.

"There's not much else for me to do. Everyone's at the lake and I'm here. I've got nothing to do. And I don't really feel like doing anything anyway." He replied in a monotone, glancing at his screen again before looking blankly back at his mother.

"What about your writing? I know you love to do that." His mother asked with a little perked up hope and a small smile on her beautiful face, but Casey just shook his head.

"You've got to feel inspired to write. And if there's one thing I don't feel right now it's inspired." He replied gloomily and watched as a flicker of concern passed over his mother's features.

For a long moment the two of them just remained as they were as Holly looked at him caringly and Casey turned back to staring blankly at his screen.

"Well you're not just going to mope around in here all weekend." Holly finally said with an air of no arguing and finality, "It sucks that you're in the situation that you're in but you're not going to get depressed about it all and sit in here sulking, ok?"

"What else can I do?" He asked with genuine curiosity as he once more turned to look at her

"We're going to find you something." His mother answered with determination and a warm smile that despite himself did make Casey feel a little better. "I'm going to find something to keep you occupied. Something to make this weekend fun. You never know, it may turn out to be your best weekend yet!" She added positively. "And you can spend some time with me. That won't be so bad, will it?" She asked with an amused smile, almost daring him to say it would.

Smiling amusedly despite himself at that Casey shook his head. His mother was doggedly determined when she wanted to be and there was no way he was getting out of this without her doing everything she could to make sure he had the best weekend ever. Even if he couldn't see how she would do it, she would try everything. Oddly she always found a way when she was this determined, but Casey couldn't see how this time. Even so he nodded finally as he saw the determination in her eyes.

"Alright, fine, mom, you win." He replied with amused resignation, a small smile spreading his lips as Holly suddenly beamed brightly. "But I've still got no idea what to do."

"Leave that to me." His mother responded chippily, "Come on." She added as she held out a hand to him.

Reluctantly, and in the way of a moping teenager, Casey twirled off his computer chair and stood up, taking her hand as Holly began to smile broadly as she turned and opened the door.

"We'll have so much fun you'll forget all about the lake." She promised.

"Uh-huh." Was all Casey could manage to work up as he followed behind her being dragged by the hand toward the lounge.

When they entered the large room Holly led Casey around the sofa in front of the large flat-screen television and pushed him so that he fell back. Sitting on the plush couch Casey watched his mother hold her hands behind her as she twisted and turned on the spot in obvious anticipation. The eighteen-year-old couldn't help but smile a small smile at that. She looked incredibly adorable and cute... Once more Casey noticed what she was wearing and how little it hid of her while emphasising so much. Fuck but he was glad he was sitting down as his jeans tented a little as his dick hardened at the sight of his own mother standing in front of him.

Holly of course noticed none of this and had no idea what effect her body had on him as she swayed back and forth before, beaming as brightly and excitedly as ever, she spoke.

"Ok, so you are always telling your dad and me about these new games you have. The virtual reality ones and the ones where you have to jump around with?" She began and the feeling in Casey's stomach only fluttered more hotly. She really was cute having no idea what VR games and the Switch was. And so he just happily sat there and watched as she continued. "Well as you've got no one else to play with right now I thought you and I could play a few games?"

Ignoring the reminder that everyone else was away having a great time while he was stuck at home with his mom offering to play games with him, Casey's face gently brightened. He had been on at his parents to try out the Switch and the VR headset they had gotten him for his birthday for ages. Not to mention the thought of seeing his mother bouncing around in what she was wearing was more than appealing. And so Casey sat up straighter, interested as he tried to hide his boner from his mother as she looked triumphantly down at him.

"That sounds like a great idea." He replied honestly, eager to get started

"Great!" His mother retorted before turning around and looking at the machines sitting under the television. "Ok, so which one is which?" She asked with a gentle laugh and Casey awkwardly, because of his tented jeans, leaned up to point passed her towards the VR headset.

"We should probably start with that one as it takes some getting used to" He said, watching as Holly bent over to pick it up. His eyes went straight to her tight ass in those shorts and the straining in his jeans suddenly became unbearable.

"This one?" Holly asked as she lifted the VR headset and raised it toward her head.

"Yeah, you just have to put it on. I'll put the game on. What would you like to play?" He answered, waiting until Holly had slipped the headset over her head and pulled it down over her eyes before he moved. Fuck but there would be no way to hide his bulging jeans at this point as he moved. He was glad she couldn't see anything to notice!

"Something easy." Holly laughed as she tightened the straps around her delicate head and pulled the earphones down over her ears. "Be gentle with me!" She added a little louder as her hearing was muffled.

Casey glanced up at her and couldn't help but ogle her body as he she stood oblivious in front of him. Fuck but he had never had a better chance to gawk at his mother's fine body as he had right then. It was almost like she was on display for him!

Fumbling with the front of the game's console as he kept turning his head to look up and down his mother's voluptuous body, Casey finally got the console turned on and began looking through the games he had before selecting one. It was a first-person fantasy fighting role-playing game that had just released in VR that Casey loved. Making sure it was on easy he leaned back on the sofa and flicked his eyes from the television to his mother as the game booted up.

"Ok, it should be on in a second." He said as he let his eyes flow down from his mother's excitedly anticipating smile on her face, down over her luscious breasts that pushed dick-hardeningly against her loose top, encased in their white lace housing just barely hidden from his view, down onto the little bit of her shorts that he could see from under her hanging top and onto her smooth, long legs. Fuck but she was in perfect shape. For a moment he stared and was lost to everything else and then he shook himself as he realised his mother had spoken. "No, you can face whatever way you want. You don't have to look at the TV." He answered, just about recalling what it was she had asked.

As the game loaded up Holly had several questions -- being a first time user -- but it wasn't long before she was holding the controllers in her hands like she was holding a sword and swayingly walking forward as if she had to use her legs to move. Laughing gently at the way she strode on the spot when she didn't have to Casey told her that she only needed to use the controller. While Holly laughed and said ok in a few seconds she was doing the same thing again as she tried to walk in the surroundings she could see around her.

"Wow, this is beautiful!" She exclaimed as she turned her head to look around her, the television showing the stunning open-world landscape that she was taking in, waterfalls and mountains and all.

"It is isn't it?" Casey replied proudly -- he had tried for ages to get them to try out the VR, telling them all the wonderful things about it and it was good to hear how impressed his mother was finally! Then his eyes glimpsed her chest rise and fall as she took in a deep breath of wonder and they grew intently. Beautiful didn't even begin to describe what he was seeing then! "Oh, you should take those skeletons on with your sword" He announced suddenly as he tried to clear his mind. All that he managed to do however was sound as flustered as he felt, but Holly didn't seem to notice anything. She was too busy with what was going on around her.

"These ones?" She asked pointing towards what only she could see in the headset and unwittingly moving forward as she did, forgetting that it was the controller and not her legs that moved her. "Oh shit!" She exclaimed as she ran forward without intending to, directly into the skeletons' path.

Laughing Casey watched as his mother began to flail around with the 'sword' in her hands almost like she was swatting at anything and everything in front of her. For a while he could barely stop himself from doubling over with how funny she looked and how she caterwauled in surprise and fear at the skeletons attacking her. To her it would seem like they were right around her, as he could see on the television, but to Casey she just looked like she was flailing at thin air and screaming about it. He could barely breathe he was laughing so hard.

Well, laughing and then ogling as he watched his mother move. She was graceful and sinuous even amongst the flailing and the curves of her body moved lithely as she bounced on her toes, swung her arms, and bobbed and weaved as she tried to avoid the oncoming attacks. The way that the light shone on her silky smooth thighs, her ass bounced up and down, and jouncing of her large breasts as she moved so quickly had Casey in awe, and for a long moment all he could do was rapturously watch her body move sensually as she flailed about wildly and screamed with laughter.

And so the game went on, with Casey taking his turn after watching his mother play for a while, showing her how it was done before they swapped to another game; this one a tennis game. Casey went first this time to show Holly what to do but it wasn't long before the horny eighteen-year-old was once again sitting on the sofa goggling at his mother's tight body as she jumped around the lounge flailing at an invisible tennis ball. Fuck but that tent in his jeans only grew more tight and painful as he watched her long legs stretch and move as she danced about in front of him, and her large breasts jiggle and jump as she lunged from one side of the sofa to the next. Fuck!

Finally, however, Holly stood straight, panting from the exercise in a way that did very interesting things to her chest in that loose, see-through top, and pulled at the headset as the game carried on behind her on the television.

"This thing is intense!" She finally said between gasps as she pulled the headset from her face. Casey did his best to make it look like he hadn't been ogling her and he crossed his legs to hide his raging hard on. "But I'm feeling a bit sick and dizzy.."

329 Boys Will Be Boys P2

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"Yeah, that can happen with VR. You just need to take breaks and only play a little at a time" He replied comfortingly, keeping his eyes on hers as she let the headset drop to her side as she wiped her face with her other arm.

"Well I think I need a break." She responded with a bright smile that only curved more beautifully as she beamed down at him, "But I think I did ok, didn't I?"

In truth she had, at least for someone who was only playing for their first time, but right then Casey found it hard to remember anything about what she had been doing. He had been too busy staring at her body to notice!

"Absolutely! You did much better than I did my first time." He answered honestly, and more than a little flustered, but Holly didn't seem to notice. She just took the compliment and beamed even wider.

"The first time is always the most fun" She responded with a grin before she turned around and leaned over to replace the headset beneath the television.

Casey gulped as her sweet ass was displayed right in front of his face, barely hidden by her cut-off shorts, and he had to quickly tear his eyes away as his mother straightened with the two Switch controllers in her hands.

"Alright, it's time to show me this." She exclaimed excitedly, more excited than even he was when he played, as she waved the controllers in front of him.

This time Casey put on something simple to begin with -- a pool game. It only took a few minutes to show her, via demonstrating, how to use the controllers and then his mother was away, playing almost like she had played before. Casey on the other hand found it hard to concentrate on anything but his mother's ass as she bent over to simulate leaning over the pool table and used the controls to imitate the use of a pool cue. The only thing was, with the small rectangular controller in her hand and not connected like a huge long stick Holly almost looked like she was jacking off someone behind her as she moved her arm back and forth.

Casey sat rapt as he watched, unable to tear his eyes away, especially when he learned to the side to get a view of what she was doing on the television after she asked for advice and saw her large tits hanging provocatively beneath her, almost dangling out of her low-cut, loose top as they swung gently with her arm movements.

The horny eighteen-year-old was so lost in what he was seeing, in fact, that even when it came to be his turn he couldn't concentrate on what he was doing for images flashing back in his mind.

He was just thinking of what to put on next when his mother spoke up as she sat leaning forward on the sofa behind him. Casey daren't look back as he stared avidly at the screen or his mother would not only notice him staring directly down her top but she would have a face full of his spearing hard dick as it strained in his jeans. It had taken thinking of Pervy Pete to get it down enough for him to play his turn when she had offered!

"You know, if you wanted to play pool we could just go downstairs" She said with a soft laugh, hinting at the pool table that they had down in the basement.

"Yeah, but it is so much more fun to watch someone play with these." He said waving the controllers and listened as his mother laughed again. It was amusing to see how odd someone looked mimicking playing pool with nothing in their hands and no table, after all.

It wasn't long after that that Casey switched games to a guitar game where the player used the controls to simulate playing a guitar and the game reacted. This time Casey went first to show his mother how to play but it wasn't long before he had her up and playing instead of him. Not because he didn't like the game, he did, but because the idea of watching her again was just too much for him not to take.

And so after a little while the eighteen-year-old was back on the sofa leaning back and smiling up at his mother as she glanced back at him every now and then to grin as she enjoyed herself 'playing guitar'. Between those glances Casey fixed himself to sweep his eyes all over Holly's sexy body, taking in every glorious inch as she stood rocking out before him. Fuck but he had never seen a sexier guitarist in his life. And her clothes were just perfect for jumping up and down and swaying from side to side in. The tent in his jeans was back before long.

That was why he quickly suggested another game that they could both play -- so Holly wouldn't notice the bulge in his jeans -- after another little while. Another tennis game this time they both squared off with one controller each, only Holly had no intention of letting his greater skill at the game make it unfair on her. No. Instead she bumped into him and even tried slapping the controller from his hands as she laughed, and screamed in joy when he tried to do the same to her.

Feeling her press against him as he moved from side to side and swung his controller was enough to make his straining dick stretch even tighter against his jeans. Almost painfully so. Holly was soft yet surprisingly firm as she nudged into him with her shoulder, but it was when her breasts brushed against him as she reached for his controller or the way her hands felt pressed against him as she pushed him that had visions of sex suddenly spurt into the horny eighteen-year-old's mind. Visions of her hands being planted like that on him or her body brushing against him made it hard to concentrate and it wasn't long before Holly was jumping up and down in joy as she won the game.

"Loser!" She exclaimed excitedly, her grin large and triumphant.

"That was hardly fair." Casey declared as he stood looking at her with her arms in the air doing a victory dance. Fuck but she looked super cute again.

"That's what all losers say." Holly replied with a laugh and Casey suddenly felt his playfulness spike at the same time as his family competitiveness stirred within him.

And so reaching forward he jabbed his mother in the side causing her to squeal and laugh.

"Well at least I'm not a cheat." He said to her and Holly's mouth dropped open in playfulness.

"I'm not a cheat. Ask your father." She replied before quickly trying to jab him in the side. She missed and then squealed as he prodded her instead.

"You're a cheat and you love it." He responded before jabbing her side again on the other side causing Holly to giggle as she tried to squirm out of his way.

"Am not!" She replied with another laugh, trying her best to fend him off as both of his hands came darting towards her sides.

"Are too. Admit it!" Casey cried out amidst Holly's laughter as his jabbing fingers quickly became tickling hands as they found the slender curve of her waist.

"No! Never!" Holly laughed as she vainly tried to pull his hands from her, giggling and squirming in his grip as Casey moved closer to her to get a better grip and tickled the hell out of her.

Crying out that she would never give in Casey tickled his mother as she squirmed in his arms before finally she cried out in breathlessness.

"Ok, ok!" She said loudly and Casey stopped tickling her. Holding his hands on her slim waist he waited for what he had been forcing from her. Holly however was too playful and competitive to give in that easily. "You're a loser!" She exclaimed and tried to dart away from him but Casey was too quick and strong for her to move and so, with a playfully shocked look, Casey once more began tickling his mother in earnest.

Holly laughed in gales of giggles and screams as she thrashed between his hands, trying desperately and futilely to pull his hands from her. Soon however the two of them were writhing so hard as they stood and struggling so much that Holly tipped over and both of them came crashing down on the sofa. Casey, however, didn't stop his assault on his mother's sides and Holly thrashed and wriggled on the sofa, laughing her head off as she tried to breathe.

Finally Holly cried out.

"Ok! Ok! I'll admit it! I'll admit it!" She giggled, but not one to be fooled twice this time Casey continued to tickle her.

"Admit what?" He asked demandingly as his fingers flew on her sides.

Writhing next to him with her hands on his Holly laughed so hard she could hardly breathe. But she struggled to get the words out.

"I'm a cheat! I love cheating!" Holly exclaimed breathlessly and only then did Casey stop tickling her.

With his hands clutching her waist Casey looked into his mother's eyes as she lay next to him on the sofa. Fuck but she looked beautiful. For a moment the horny eighteen-year-old just imagined kissing her right then and there. Imagined her kissing him back. Only the feel of his cock growing harder woke him from that fantasy. Leaning his ass back to avoid brushing his mother with his monster cock Casey cleared his throat.

"You admit you love cheating and that you're a cheater?" He asked carefully, his smile trying to hide the fact that the red in his cheeks had nothing to do with their fun.

"Yes!" Holly panted as she held his hands as hard as she could. Her luscious chest heaved up and down in the thin, low-cut top and Casey's dick hurt in his jeans. "I love cheating and I'm a cheater. Ok? Happy now I've admitted it?"

For a moment Casey watched his mother in case she was up to something but the gleam in her large succulent brown eyes told him that she had admitted defeat and so reluctantly he let his hands slip from his mother's waist.

"Good. I always knew it." He answered back and received a gentle slap on the chest for it.

Before either of them could say anymore however Casey's phone beeped with a message. Reaching down into his pocket as Holly caught her breath back beside him Casey pulled his phone out and took a look at the screen. On it was a photo picture of everyone he knew at the old lodge, beer all around, and everyone looking like they were having a great time, half-naked in the sun.

In an instant all the fun he had just had evaporated and it was only when his mother patted him on the shoulder tenderly that he realised his expression had changed once more. Feeling like it wasn't fair Casey gave his mother a 'what can you do' look before he sat up and made to stand up.

"Well..." He began, about to say 'I should go do...' well...something, but before he could get any more words out his mother spoke up.

"Come on, I need your help in the kitchen" She said with gentle matter-of-factness as she stood up and offered him her hand again.

Taking it reluctantly Casey pulled himself off the sofa and let his mother lead him from the lounge into the kitchen where she sat him on one of the stools before walking back around the counter and leaning on the work surface.

"Ok, mister, I need to do some cooking and I want your help. No back answering now!" She said, warning him as he opened his mouth. If there was one thing he didn't feel like doing right then it was cooking but there was no getting around his mother when she was determined to do something. And right then she was determined to give him something to do.

"Fine. What do you need my help with?" He asked and Holly smiled gently as she got her way.

"Well that depends what you want for dinner" She replied, tapping her fingers on the counter top. "I was thinking...pizza?"

Despite himself Casey's eyes lit up. His mother was a great cook but if there was one thing she made better than anything else it was pizza, and he loved pizza. But then...who didn't?

"Alright fine. I guess you want me to chop?" He asked nonchalantly, resigned as he already knew what the answer would be before Holly said yes.

And so the two of them began to cook. Well, Holly began to make the pizza bases and Casey began to chop the toppings he wanted -- mushrooms and peppers, mostly. It was pretty simple and didn't take overly long with the two of them working, even if they did seem to be making enough pizza for the whole family, despite only two of them being there. And so it wasn't long before Holly was kneading the dough on the counter as Casey washed up his knife and put it away.

As the morose eighteen-year-old turned around however he noticed that his mother had split the dough into two balls and was kneading both, one with each hand. She was looking down intently as she worked, concentrating on what she was doing, completely innocent, but Casey's mind immediately twisted what he could see as his eyes took her in once more. The size of the dough was much smaller than Holly's swelling breasts but the way the dough squeezed through her fingers as Holly firmly kneaded both full balls of dough instantly made Casey think of her tits and just what it would be like to be rolling both of them in his hands. In an instant his dick shot up to attention, so hard in fact that it was uncomfortable to stand there even without Holly's attention on him. But he couldn't tear his eyes away from what she was doing with her hands.

Questions flitted through his horny mind. Would her tits look like that between his hands...or her own? What would they look like during sex? Would they bulge between his fingers as they filled his hands like the dough was filling his mother's small hands? Would they spill out and pull his hands deeper as he squeezed and rolled the soft but oh so deliciously firm flesh between his fingers? Would they be firm enough to resist his groping as he pushed against them into her chest like Holly was pressing the dough against the counter top? What would they feel like? Would they be soft and pliable like the dough, yet spongy and firm in his grasp?

Casey's hard on strained painfully against his jeans as his eyes were locked to his mother's hands as they kneaded and pressed the dough. It took every effort to tear them away and then all he could do was follow the contours of her body as she stood delicately in front of him...just within arm's reach. And all he could think of was how she had felt in his hands as he had tickled her. And how she had looked as she lay beside him on the sofa. Fuck! But he wanted to just reach over and pull himself against her from behind...and reach up to knead her tits while she kneaded the dough in front of him. Fuck!!

Casey had no idea how long he stood there staring at his mother, he knew that she liked to massage the dough for a long time though while making pizza to make the base more light and pliable, but his eyes were firmly attached to her chest when she looked round and spoke to him.

"Can you pass me the sauce?" She asked and Casey shook himself out of his thoughts as he realised that she had already flattened the dough and was ready to put the toppings on.

"Uh, yeah, sure" He quickly replied, blushing at the thought of being caught staring at his mother's tits. Though of course Holly hadn't noticed anything, rather she had just thought he was watching her make pizza, having no idea what was in his horny eighteen-year-old mind.

From that point on Casey struggled to keep his attention on what his mother was doing, even trying to strike up conversation with her to keep his mind elsewhere, but nothing seemed to work for long. His attention always went back to the stunning way her thighs looked in those shorts, the curvature of her body as she stood in front of him looking perfect for bending over the counter right then and there, and the swelling of her mouth-watering tits!

In the end Casey focused on what he was missing out on at the lake just to try to ease the pain of his boner, and to keep his mother from noticing. She may not notice him ogling her but she would definitely notice his solid bulge if she glanced over after all. There was no hiding that!

The problem was that thinking of what he was missing did take his attention from his mother, especially when he thought that everything he was thinking about her was just a fantasy that would never happen compared to what he and Cristina Hodges could have been doing that night. And so quickly Casey once more fell into melancholy at the thought of being left out from what would have been the most memorable nights of the summer. Instead he was just home alone, like a loser. Sure he got to have some great moments ogling his mother but that was hardly recompense.

And so Casey quickly fell quiet and began to feel forlorn once more as he watched his mother make the pizza. His attention began to drift until he missed something his mother had said and she flicked some water at him to get his attention.

"Wh...what?" He said coming out of his depressing reverie.

"I said can you put these in the oven for me." His mother repeated as she laughed softly, "What's the matter, lost in thought?"

Shaking himself Casey reached for the trays the pizzas were on, picking them up and walking over towards the oven before placing them inside.

"Hm? Something like that, yeah" He answered and was too deep in thought about the missed out weekend to notice the concerned then playful look on his mother's face.

"Casey...wake up" She said before suddenly splashing some more water at him from where she was washing her hands.

Feeling the relatively cool water compared to the heat of the day flick onto his face Casey blinked and then wiped his face.

"Hey, stop that!" He said a little more annoyedly than he intended. He just wanted to think of what he was missing out on, is all!

Laughing softly to herself Holly flicked some more water at him.

"No moping" She said with a smile as playful as anything Casey's father ever gave.

"I said stop it, mom!" Casey warned, a little irritably. He didn't feel in the mood right then for anything other than sulking, and being called out on it only made his mood worse.

"Make me" His mother replied with another splash of water as she laughed, trying to do what she could to stir Casey out of his brooding.

Despite him knowing what she was up to however Casey was in no mood to be splashed in the face and so moving toward the tap he took a big handful of water and threw it back at her.

"Casey!" Holly exclaimed as the water splashed over her face and onto her thin, see-through top. But instead of doing anything about it she just cupped her own hands and threw a handful of water back at him.

Feeling his annoyance spark again Casey looked at his mother, about to tell her to stop it, when he suddenly saw what the water he had thrown at her had done to her top. Clinging damply to her in spots Casey could make out a little more of her smooth breasts and the tantalising outline of her white lace bra. And so being led suddenly by his throbbing dick that instantly sprang to attention once more Casey reached forward to slap at the running water so that it sprayed at his mother.

"Well if you're going to start something..." He said as water splashed up all over his mother, shooting into her face and all over her thin top.

Holly shouted out as the water covered her and instantly began throwing the water back at him until he was as soaked as she was. Which meant that, laughing now, Casey spurted more water over her and she, laughing in response, also returned the favour. Soon the two of them were standing between the counters splashing water at each other and cowering as the other threw water on them, both laughing and crying out as more than expected was dumped over them.

"Ok truce!" Holly finally called as she held her hands in front of her as if that would help given that she was already soaked.

Holding his hands towards the tap Casey eyed her warily.

"Do you mean it?" He asked cautiously and Holly nodded that she did. Only then did he lean back from the sink and look down at how soaked he was.

Casey was about to say something when he looked up, however, and noticed his mother as she lowered her arms and looked down at herself. She was as soaked as he was, only her top had been thin and almost see-through to begin with. Now it clung to her sensuous curves almost like a second skin. Her white lace bra was clearly visible through her top, as were the rest of her swelling, heaving tits as they rose and fell beneath the sodden garment. Her waist and flat stomach were perfectly outlined beneath the wet whiteness and even her legs had water running down their silky smoothness.

Casey's dick instantly stood to full attention so fast and hard that he almost doubled over both in pain at how tight his jeans felt and to hide his obvious boner from his mother. Fortunately Holly's attention was all on how drenched she was. Not in the same way he was looking at her, and Holly was even completely oblivious to how she might look to an eighteen-year-old guy, even if he was her son, but in a laughing, 'I can't believe you drenched me' kind of way.

"Ok, that was uncalled for" She finally said as she looked back up at him with a bright grin on her face.

Casey's own beaming smile was only partly because of how fun it had been to have a water fight and mostly how good it felt to see her as she was.

"Well, you started it" He replied and Holly gave him a look that he could only grin back at. "And you got me as much as I got you" He replied as he indicated how soaked his shirt was. Only then did he realise how bad it was to direct her attention anywhere near the bulge in his jeans. If his mother noticed anything she didn't say however, for which he was glad.

"I'm your mother." Holly replied and for an instant Casey wondered if she meant because of his hard bulge, but from the beaming look on her face she couldn't have. She must have meant that he shouldn't have soaked her.

"Fair's fair, mom. All's fair in love and war." He responded and Holly gave him an open-mouthed look of playful shock before she eyed the tap as if she were thinking of splashing him again for that.

"Well you've got me soaking wet." She stated as she held her arms out and once more glanced down at herself. "I'm going to need to get changed now."

"Well, don't start what you can't take, mom." Casey replied with an impish grin that only deepened as his mother eyed him amusedly once more.

"Alright, smart ass. Well go get changed. I'll call you when the pizzas are done." She finally said instead, and splashing the last remaining water from her hands made as if to head toward her and Casey's dad's room to go and get changed.

As Casey watched Holly leave, his eyes clinging to her ass in those shorts like he wished his hands could, all the eighteen-year-old could think of was just how much he was going to have to jack off later. Or now. Getting changed could wait. The image of his mother, drenched and almost like she stood in front of him in just those tiny shorts and her bra with how much her top had hidden...fuck, that was burned into his mind right then. And his dick demanded attention.

And so with a naughty grin on his face that Holly wouldn't have been able to miss if she had been there, Casey made his way back to his room to take care of himself. Both with his clothes and his throbbing cock and aching balls. Fuck but what an image he had in his mind. If he hadn't been inspired earlier to write he certainly was now. Not that he would tell his mother what he was about to write about anyway. She wouldn't approve of him writing hot stories about her drenched and then kneeling before him to help him 'change out of his wet clothes' only to find a mouthful. Fuck but he had the perfect story in mind now to add to his collection. But first he had a vivid image and a hard cock that needed taking care of.

For a little while thoughts of what he was missing were far from Casey Clarke's mind. But as the fantasy faded as he sat alone in his room and took care of himself...several times...his despondency returned, especially as he started to receive pictures from his brothers and friends and the night wore on to the first party of the weekend.

Holly managed to peel herself out of the sodden top, throwing it on the bed she pulled on a white t-shirt with a rainbow on the front and then scrunched the old top up and tossed it in the wash bin. She had only worn the thing for a few hours today but if she had managed to put a smile on Casey's face and take his mind off things, which she definitely had seemed to manage, then she thought it was time well-spent.

Coming out of her and Chris' room she was about to go check on her son when she heard his music playing, something he did when he was going to write and didn't want to be disturbed, and so she happily decided against it. Smiling to herself she thought 'mission accomplished' as she made her way down stairs and towards the lounge to sit down and watch some television. She had managed to get him into a better mood than he had been earlier. Maybe now he wouldn't think too much of what he was missing. Or at the very least maybe he would just be too busy to notice for a while. She could hope.

And so sitting down Holly folded her feet underneath her as she switched on the television and relaxed. She planned on going out to sunbathe a little later but for now she just wanted to relax until the pizzas were cooked. There was still plenty of time ahead. And so that is exactly what the 38-year-old mother did, losing herself in what she was doing until the timer went off for the pizzas and she called...several times until she was heard...Casey down to grab a few slices.

The young man was both animated and in a much better mood. Clearly focused on his writing as he was however he hardly said two words as he sat at the table and scoffed down four slices of pizza before unceremoniously heading back upstairs and slamming his door behind him. So long as he was happier than he had been however Holly didn't mind as she placed the dishes in the machine and covered up the rest of the pizza.

Heading back to the sofa the beautiful brunette lost herself in what she was doing, even forgetting to head out to sunbathe, until a few hours later Casey came walking in and plopped down on one of the chairs. This time, in stark contrast to earlier, he was back to being down again.

"You alright?" Holly asked caringly.

"Yeah." Casey answered in a way that made it clear that he wasn't.

"So why the face?" She asked carefully as she played with one of her toes while twisting the TV remote in her other hand.

"What?" Casey asked as if he hadn't heard, then glumly looked down at his phone before stuffing the thing in his pocket. "Oh, just heard about the party everyone's at. Mark said it's already raging. Everyone's there. Except me."

"Aw, Case..." Holly said before reaching over to rub his leg. "I'm sorry. But there'll be other parties."

"Yeah I know, but not like this." Her son replied gloomily, "It just sucks missing out on all the fun."

Feeling her heart go out to him Holly once more wracked her brain to think of what she could do. He had been so upbeat earlier and now he was back to being down. There had to be something she could do to make this weekend memorable for him!

"How about we play some basketball?" She asked with the first thing that popped into her mind.

Looking up at her like she was crazy Casey sank further into the chair.

"In this heat?" Was all he asked but Holly instantly understood. Running around really didn't seem appealing when it was this hot just sitting around.

Wracking her brain again Holly said the first thing that came into her mind. If he was bothered about not having a party, maybe she could bring a party to him?

"Ok, how about we go shopping? We can bring you back some beer to drink here. And I'll even join in with you. What do you say?" She asked, trying to sound as positive and hyped as she could.

All she wanted to do was just relax, not go out shopping, but she had to think of something to cheer him up.

"I don't know." Casey replied in the most diplomatic way of saying that he wasn't interested as he could.

But despite knowing that it was hardly compensation for what he was missing -- shopping and then drinking with his mother rather than hanging out and partying with his friends! -- it was the best she could do. And so Holly wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Come on, it'll be fun. We can see if there's anything else you want while we're out." She said excitedly, trying to rouse Casey as much as she could.

He still didn't want to go but Holly wasn't backing down this time. She wasn't going to let him be gloomy and mope around all weekend. That would do him and her no good. They had to spend time together all weekend and four days were just going to drag on if he kept being in the mood he was. Plus she didn't like seeing him unhappy, so if she had to do anything she could to put a smile on his face she would.

And so despite himself Casey reluctantly gave in after a few more sulky rebuttals and so soon enough the two of them were heading out to the local mall to spend some time shopping. While it wasn't a complete waste of time Holly wouldn't say it was a complete success either. It did give Casey something to do and for a little while he seemed to engage in what they were doing, but as they made their way home again -- even with the promised beer in hand -- Holly was almost at a loss for what she could do to cheer Casey up.

Nothing she did, even trying to play around with him like she had earlier, seemed to work however. She had no idea what was different this time but whatever she did Casey just seemed to quickly go back into his shell. Every now and then she would do something that cheered him up or put a smile on his face, like when she jumped on his back for a piggy-back ride or when she playfully gave him a hug 'from his mommy'. Both of those put a gleam in his eye but that quickly vanished every time he looked at his phone. And as the night wore on, even as they sat drinking in the lounge like he normally wouldn't be allowed to do, the more glum Casey became as it became clear just how much fun his friends and brothers were having at the party. Until finally Casey walked off upstairs saying that he would have an early night.

Watching him go Holly placed her beer down on the table beside her and sat thinking to herself. Today was only Friday and Casey had Saturday, Sunday, and most of Monday until his brothers and father returned. Let alone his friends. She had to do something to cheer him up and make his weekend fun. No...she had to make his weekend more fun than if he had gone to make up what he was missing out on. Only Holly had no idea how to do that.

And so as she sat alone downstairs with her beer Holly did her best to think of what she could do for Casey. What she could give him or do for him that would make this weekend the most memorable he had had. To make up for his friends and brothers having fun without him. By the time she went to bed she hadn't managed to think of anything that she hadn't already tried. But the fact was that if she didn't think of something then not only was this going to be the longest four-day weekend for both of them, but it was also going to be one that would put a downer on Casey for the rest of his life.

He would always remember that time his father had left him behind while his brothers had fun and he had the worst weekend. No. Holly had to do something. She just had to figure out what he would enjoy the most. Even as she had no idea Holly thought that tomorrow she would think of something. She just had to. And so going to bed the beautiful brunette hoped for a better day tomorrow and some idea of what she was going to do for Casey. Little did she know that the day ahead would change everything...and give her exactly what she needed to make this the best weekend of his life. One he...and she...would never forget.

[Saturday]

The sun rose as feverish as the day before, lighting upon Holly's eyes from her large bedroom window as she lay asleep. Heat washed through the glass covering her until Holly couldn't take lying in bed any longer and, sweeping the covers off, tiredly hopped out of bed.

Still sleepy the beautiful brunette dazedly padded into the en-suite bathroom to brush her teeth then hop into the shower, letting the cool water refreshingly wash over her as she stood and swayed back and forth dreamily. Barely realising where she was Holly had forgotten the day before as she stood staring up at the falling water as it rained down onto her beautiful face. All the stunning 38-year-old mother could remember as she sleepily swayed was that today was Saturday, it was gorgeous, and she wanted to catch some sun. The whole day should be perfectly quiet and she was going to get all the rest in the sun that she wanted today.

And so stepping out of the shower after cleaning herself, Holly, just wrapped in her towel, walked back into her and Chris' bedroom and opened the wardrobe. The gorgeous brunette knew exactly what she was after and so it wasn't long before her towel hit the floor and she was stepping into her sky blue bikini bottoms and tying the top around her neck and back. Looking over herself in the mirror as she once more did her hair back in a ponytail, Holly smiled at what she saw before throwing her wet towel in the washing pile and then grabbed another, a bottle of lotion, a sarong for later, and her sunglasses before heading downstairs.

Popping her dark brown sunglasses on she stopped in the kitchen to grab herself some lemonade, with a small umbrella and straw, and then headed out the back doors into the yard. Instantly the ferocity of the sun hit her and Holly felt her white skin pebble with the heat. The paving stones were already almost uncomfortably hot on her bare feet as she made her way to her lounger by the pool. Setting her drink on the table beside her next to her lotion Holly lay down, situated herself, and closed her eyes as she drank in the sun.

Time drifted as the hot wife and mother lay resting. The warmth of the sun roasted her and she rolled over to let it caress her back before once more turning over. The heat was glorious and comforting and Holly drifted off to sleep a few times as she lay enjoying the perfect peace and quiet in the silent neighbourhood. Lost in her sunbathing Holly's mind floated away as she dreamt when she slept and let her mind wander aimlessly as she lay awake. The faint breeze that drifted every now and then stirred her skin, reminding her how hot she was as the sun rose, and yet offering a refreshing breather from the intensity.

Holly was so lost in her relaxing as she lay there for a couple of hours that she didn't hear the back doors opening or any sounds from behind her until the sudden deep sound of a male voice saying 'morning' shook her from her reverie. Almost shooting up from where she lay she was so shocked Holly turned her head to look at who had spoken and the sun glinted in her eyes.

What she saw was a god. At least that was her initial reaction at what filled her vision. A tall, chiselled and well-toned man stood a few feet from her wearing nothing but some tight bathing shorts that bulged beautifully in all the right places. His body was lithe and muscular, as were his arms, and the little she could see of his face as the sun filled her vision was stunningly attractive. For a moment Holly thought Chris as he used to look had walked back in and her heart both skipped a beat and began pulsing faster, but that couldn't be as Chris was away this weekend. Still not clicking on Holly was even more surprised by the way the man's shorts bulged provocatively and despite herself, and her suddenly twinging pussy, Holly knew that this was definitely not Chris. He was more than enough for her but he had never filled out his bathing shorts like this guy did.

All in all the sight before her set Holly's heart racing, her pussy quickening, and made her face flush in a way that wasn't from the sun bearing down on her. This guy was stunning. He made Chris look like a slob, and Holly's husband was very much in shape! Her pussy hummed once more despite her being a married woman. She wasn't blind after all!

Raising a hand to cover her eyes Holly smiled an almost flustered smile as she looked up at the hunk above her. And then the shade from her hand brought the man's face into focus and she suddenly goggled. It was Casey.

Memory came rushing back that Casey had been left behind and all that had happened the previous day as Holly's mind quickly began to clear and she stuttered. Not only because of how surprised she was but because she could still see how toned and well-defined her son was and feel all of the rush of feelings that had brought. At the same time she could once again see it was Casey -- her own eighteen-year-old son -- and this time the flushing in her cheeks was from embarrassment. How could she have thought that her own son was that attractive? Of course she hadn't known it was him when she had, and she couldn't control the feelings she had when she saw someone that attractive, but still. It had been her own son she had been ogling!

"Uh, hey baby. Did you, um, did you have a good sleep?" Holly asked a little unsteadily, trying as hard as she could to not pay attention to how ripped she now noticed her son's body to be.

"Hey, yeah. I had an early night. Figured I would come out and enjoy the sun. Maybe use dad's weights. I've got nothing else to do anyway." Casey replied as he stood beside her lounger. He still sounded down but like he had accepted his weekend even if he didn't enjoy it.

Holly nodded, unable to speak especially when he mentioned using his dad's weights as that once more brought her attention back to his stacked body. Holly made sure she kept her eyes on his face before she turned to stare at the sky once more, hoping that he hadn't noticed anything unusual about her reaction. For fuck's sake he was her son! Ok, so maybe she couldn't help herself when she hadn't known but now she did know she should not notice how he looked any longer. Holly tried her best to let her mind drift as she responded.

"You should do that. It might do you some good to get out for a bit." She said carefully, aware of the sudden image of Casey's toned body working out that flitted through her mind.

Fuck, if that had been Chris or any other guy she would have enjoyed the show, but this was her son! It didn't mean anything, of course, but now she had noticed how he would be attractive if he was any other person she couldn't un-see it. And she couldn't help but notice how attractive those things about him were. Fuck, she had to get a hold of herself. Maybe the sun was messing with her mind or something.

"I thought so. And like I said, I've got nothing better to do anyway." Casey replied, not noticing anything out of the ordinary apparently. For which Holly was eternally grateful.

Thinking like that about her son, even if she hadn't known who he was. And still thinking it, even if she was only noticing things that were objectively things she would like and not thinking of him that way. None of that helped her feel any better about herself. He was her son! A mother shouldn't notice him as a guy!

Casey had sounded as down as he had the day before, and so trying to forget what she was really thinking about Holly tried to cheer him up.

"Nothing like a good work out. Not that you need it. I bet all the girls are after you." She responded, trying her best to peak his confidence. Except she realised what she had said and couldn't help but wonder why she had said it while thinking of how he looked. She hadn't meant it any other way, surely. She had just meant that other girls would be after him because of how he looked!

Casey just made a noncommittal noise, obviously too embarrassed to talk to his mother about girls he liked. Holly was too embarrassed and lost in what she was thinking to push him further or tease him like she normally would have and so she let it go, preferring the strained silence to opening her mouth when she didn't trust herself again.

"Alright, I'll just be on the other side of the pool if you want me" Casey said and Holly's mind made her cheeks flush even more crimson.

She didn't want him! She couldn't help if she had noticed that he had what she would normally consider an attractive body and face. Sure he looked more like a striking and younger version of Chris, whom she loved dearly and found ridiculously attractive, even if he was a more...well, well-endowed version of Chris. That was no reason for her mind to twist his words like that. Fuck, she really had to settle herself down and stop noticing her son's adult body. Just because he had everything she would normally find hot and desirable. He was her son after all. That should quell that.

Smiling as politely as she could in response Holly closed her eyes and tried to ignore Casey walking passed her towards the other side of the pool. The only problem was that that meant her imagination could play images of his body and face in front of her eyes from before she had realised who he was and Holly couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. And how well-endowed. His bathing shorts had almost been straining at the seams!

Letting out a deep breath Holly tried to push the images from her mind and remind herself that he was her son. The problem was that when she opened her eyes to peek at what he was doing, just to see how he was, Holly couldn't help but notice the taut way his stomach flexed over his muscles and the way his arms bulged as Casey strained to lift some weights that his father had left by the pool. The tenseness and defined look of every inch of Casey's body as he worked out, lifted weights, stretched, did pull ups and press ups, amongst other exercises, all served to shock Holly's senses. He was stunningly attractive. She had never really seen him as a guy, but only as her son, and now she saw what other women must see in him and realised that he was not only a really good-looking guy but also that he had the whole package.

Holly didn't, of course, see him as other women did. She wasn't attracted to him. He was her son after all. But she could see how attractive he was. And what she saw of him objectively made her stomach flutter a little. He was definitely the kind of guy she would have gone for.

Shaking her head as she realised her thoughts Holly closed her eyes once again and tried to focus on anything except the images flitting through her mind. After vainly trying and failing Holly rolled over onto her stomach and told herself to stop being silly. Ok, so she could recognise that her son was objectively attractive and that taken aside from him being her son there were things that she would have liked on another guy. But she knew he was her son and she wasn't attracted to him, so there was nothing to worry about. She was just over-thinking about it all and had been surprised so it was perfectly natural for her to not stop thinking about it. She just had to get over it. She was not a prude and didn't need to think it meant anything.

Feeling slightly better about herself Holly let her mind wander as she enjoyed the sun, even when it flitted images of Casey into her mind. Finally she began to relax once more and rolled back over onto her back. A few minutes later she heard a splash. The sound caused Holly to open her eyes and once more the glare of the sun shone in her face, glinting off the water, as she looked towards the pool. There, coming out of the water like some kind of Greek Adonis, was Casey. Rising up out of the surface of the water with water running down over his rippled body Holly's son threw his head back before running his hands through his hair and brushing the water from his face. And all Holly could do was stare.

At least for a heartbeat that seemed to stretch on forever. The image however was burned into her brain as she saw everything she liked about a man drenched in cool water and sparkling in the early afternoon sun. Her heart almost skipped a beat as it raced a little faster before she could catch herself but it was when Casey stepped out of the pool to turn around to jump back in again that Holly's breath really caught. The tightness of his shorts had grown tighter in the water and now hugged the large swelling that they hid. And all Holly could do was gape at the size of what she saw. He must be almost twice the size of his father, she thought before she realised what had flicked into her mind. When she did rosy cheeks weren't all the hot brunette felt. Her pussy hummed for a second before she realised that this was her son she was thinking about.

Taking a deep swallow from her lemonade Holly squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to think of her son as she heard yet another splash into the pool. It turned out that trying not to think of something was the worst way of forgetting it, as Holly's mind wouldn't stop flashing the impressive image in front of her eyes. However finally as she felt her heart racing out of desperation this time Holly was finally able to get a hold of herself.

She was just seeing snippets of what she would normally like. It was not that she found her own son attractive or anything. And she couldn't be held responsible for noticing things she would usually find attractive. That was all. And she was just winding herself up and freaking out about it. It was all very normal and ok. She didn't need to get herself in a state about it. At least, that is what she kept telling herself. Her heart and mind wouldn't stop reeling at first, however, and neither would her heart and stomach at what she had seen. Maybe she just missed Chris and needed some of his attention, she thought. That would settle her down soon enough.

After what seemed like an eternity Holly managed to calm down and just enjoy the sun, even if every now and then her mind would flash images in front of her. She was calm. She was. There was really nothing to think about. And so Holly drifted off once more as she lay in the heat, the sound of her son in the pool becoming a soothing background noise as she finally settled down.

That was why, a little while later, the sound of Casey's voice made Holly jump a little.

"Hey, mom, how's the sun?" Her son asked and once Holly had come back down from where her heart had jumped she leaned up on her elbows and looked at him as he stood neck deep in the pool, swirling his arms around.

He really was a good-looking guy.

"It's pretty and hot. You should think of catching some sun yourself." She replied and then felt her cheeks heat a little at the thought of him -- or at least a guy with his body -- tanned and baking in the sun beside her.

"I would but the pool is nice and cool. You should come in." Casey said in response, Holly oblivious to the desirous tone in his voice as he ogled her almost naked body from where he stood.

"I'm working on my tan. Maybe later." Holly replied with a warm smile

"You look great as you are." Casey responded, as charming as his father and Holly felt her smile take on a more pleased edge as she looked down at him. "You sure you don't want to come in? I could beat you at laps if you did." He added, playing up to her competitive nature.

This time though Holly didn't rise up to it. She was too busy trying to ignore the way that the water outlined his body, especially his bathing shorts.

"Aw thank you, honey." She replied to his compliment, trying hard to focus on the fact that this was her son and not some guy to ogle. "But I'm fine where I am. You just enjoy the water. I may come in a little later."

Holly was proud of how calm and collected she had sounded, and so with a maternal smile the beautiful mother lay back down and proudly took in the rays. Casey wasn't quite finished, however. Hearing him haul himself out of the pool, Holly heard the water dripping as he made his way over towards her.

"Come on. Are you sure?" He asked trying to be as suavely convincing as he could as he came to kneel beside her lounger.

Holly glanced over at his attractive face and smiled.

"Are you that bored that you want your mother to play in the swimming pool with you?" She asked sounding amused.

"Yeah. It'll be fun. Like when we played games yesterday." He replied with a glint in his eye that Holly mistook for mischievous playfulness. It was, only the stunning brunette mother had no idea that Casey was thinking of how he had ogled her body and how he had enjoyed how close they had been, and just how he wanted to do both while she was wearing her bikini and they were in the water.

"Maybe later. I really do just want to relax in the sun now. You can find something else fun to do." Holly replied and once again mistook the cheeky gleam in his eye for joking playfulness.

"There isn't much else for me to do. And you did say that you wanted me to have a fun weekend." Casey almost pleaded and Holly looked at him from beneath her sunglasses as he threw her words back at her. She had said that, hadn't she. Before she could acquiesce however Casey spoke up before he thought she could say no again. "I know! You want to relax, I'll help"

Before she could ask what he meant Holly's son was up and moving behind the lounger and then she suddenly felt his hands rest on shoulders. Opening her mouth to ask what he was doing all that came out was a shuddering sigh as she felt his fingers squeeze her muscles just perfectly before they rotated around and pushed down, massaging her shoulders in a shower of bliss.

Fuck! She hadn't realised she was so tense! It must have been from all of that over-thinking earlier because she hadn't felt tense before that, but now Casey's fingers seemed to work some kind of magic on her.

"Mmmm." Was all Holly managed to get out as she felt her whole world melt beneath her son's fingers. "Ok, that's nice."

"See, I told you I'd help you relax." Casey replied and Holly could only smile shakily in gratitude as her whole body seemed to turn to liquid.

Over and over Casey's hands squeezed and rubbed her shoulders, massaging out every drop of her energy and tension. How he had gotten so good at it Holly had no idea but she was like putty in his hands. She almost fell asleep twice! Relaxing in the feel of his fingers working their magic on her shoulders Holly paid little attention to the way that Casey's fingers occasionally ran a little further down towards her heaving, barely covered breasts. Moaning softly as she breathed she rolled her head from side to side before sitting up a little more so that he could run his hands down her back.

The feeling was like bliss and Holly just rolled along with everything Casey did. Right then she may not have noticed his hands slipping down to cup her tits she was so lost in what he was doing. And Casey, the eighteen-year-old relished the feel of his mother's skin beneath his fingers and the perfect sight he had down her cleavage. Intermittently he let his fingers work a little closer towards those luscious mounds but he didn't dare getting too close lest she catch him. But fuck did he want to just run his hands down and roughly maul those two beauties!

As Casey continued to work his magic Holly gently brought one of her legs up to run her foot down her other leg as pleasure suffused her before she once again sat flat on the lounger, breathing deeper and giving her son a wondrous view of her heaving tits.

"Mmmm, you're really good at this." She barely stopped herself from moaning as she spoke breathily. Fuck but she felt like all of her bones had melted!

"Thanks. You're enjoying it then?" Casey asked in soft tones that sounded hypnotic as he worked his fingers.

"Mm-hmm." Holly purred, "You can do this all day if you want."

"I would if I could get to the rest of you. I think you need a full body massage you're so tense." Her son replied and Holly felt a thrill pass through her. She really could do with that, he was right.

"Maybe later." She promised and missed Casey's triumphant grin as he redoubled his efforts and began working in the tops of her arms as he rubbed her gently.

For a while all was silent as Casey focused on his mother's luscious body, both in what he could feel and what he could see, and Holly lost herself in the heat of the sun and her son's ministrations. After a short while however Casey spoke into Holly's dream-like stupor.

"You're really beautiful, mom." He said with softness and warmth and Holly smiled.

"Thank you, son." She replied lovingly as her body swam in pleasure.

"I hope I wasn't in the sun when I was working out earlier." He added and Holly felt her whole body flush as memory of how he had looked flooded through her. Only this time with how relaxed she was feeling nothing but warmth and a slight racing of her heart accompanied it.

"No, you were perfect." She replied honestly, then moaned softly though whether because of her thoughts or how Casey rubbed her neck she had no idea. Right then she didn't care much either.

"You're perfect, mom. Dad's a lucky guy." Casey said honestly in return and Holly felt her whole body flush.

"Thank you, sweetheart." She sighed in response as she leaned her head forward, letting him massage her neck deeply before he returned to her shoulders.

"Seriously, I've never seen any woman as beautiful as you. You're a knockout." Casey went on and Holly felt her heart fill with love. At the same time that her whole body hummed at the similarity in what she had thought of him.

"So are you, honey. Any girl would be very lucky to have you." Holly replied before she could think, and in the muddle that her mind was in from the massage and pleasure surging through her Holly had no idea if she had meant they would be very lucky because he was a great guy or they would be very lucky because of how he looked and what he was packing.

Once again the two of them fell into silence as Casey massaged her neck and shoulders deeply. His fingers brushed against the hook of her bikini top as they drifted down her back and almost sank down over her breasts as they rubbed down her chest, and right then Holly wouldn't have been able to stop him if she had tried. She was so lost in how good she felt.

Finally, after a good half an hour Casey straightened behind her and Holly felt his fingers reluctantly leave her.

"That's the best I can do for now. If you let me massage you properly later I will be able to do it much better." He said as Holly felt like she were whirling in air she felt so fluttery.

"That was amazing." She replied honestly, forcing herself to half turn to glance up at him and smile sweetly, "If you can do better than that I'll be putty in your hands. Even your dad can't massage as well as that."

Casey swelled with pride and Holly felt herself smile a little broader. The guys in the family were so competitive with each other that Casey must have thought he had just scored one over his father...which he had, actually. He really was better at that than Chris. The feeling must have been doubly intensive with how Chris had left Casey behind and all. Holly could only find that a little cute as she looked at the adorable expression on her son's handsome face and once more felt a flutter through her stomach. He looked like a rogue. Like his father. And Holly couldn't help but think that that was attractive.

Suddenly another thought flipped into her mind, only this time Holly was much too relaxed and calm around Casey to freak out about it. If Casey was that good with his hands in a massage just how good was he with his hands for other things? Holly felt her cheeks heat a little at that but she knew it was an errant thought brought on by how attractive her son really was. So she paid it no more mind.

"So do you think you're ready for the pool now?" Casey suddenly asked as he stared down at her wantonly, though Holly had no idea that that was what his expression was.

Laughing melodiously Holly smiled up at her son.

"Was that what the massage was for? To get me to come into the pool with you?" She asked humorously and Casey gave her a guilty look as he shook his head.

"No, of course not. I did that because I wanted to." The honesty in his voice was the only reason Holly believed that. But still Casey grinned roguishly, "But would it have worked if it was?"

For a moment all Holly could do was look up at him, dazzled by how attractive he actually was and by his cheekiness, before she could reply.

"Fine. Fine. You'll never give in if I don't. But not for long. I have a tan to work on." Holly said as she turned around and took off her sunglasses.

Before she could do any more however Casey walked around and reached down to slip his arms beneath her and with one strong lift hauled her up into the air. All Holly could do was throw her arms around his neck as he carried her over to the pool and then his intentions became perfectly clear.

"Oh no, don't you dare..." Holly warned before Casey grinned at her and tossed her into the water.

Holly splashed into the relatively cool water like a cannonball and water ran into her mouth as she tried to scream. Splashing about she resurfaced and spat the water out. Pushing her hair back from her face she stared with playful indignation at Casey as he stood chuckling at the side of the pool.

"Oh you little..." Was all Holly could get out before Casey dove into the pool, splashing more water over her before he came up beside her, brushing his hair from his eyes as he did.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist." He said in his defence, and Holly splashed him with water.

"Pig." She declared with a laugh and splashed him some more to which Casey splashed her back.

For a moment the two of them splashed water at each other before once more Casey's hands found her sides and began tickling her beneath the water. Laughing hysterically Holly tried her best to fend him off before she too tried to tickle him back only to feel her fingers rub against the tautness of his torso.

Instantly Holly pulled her hands back as if burnt and her cheeks went bright red. Grabbing his hands as he tickled her she smiled at her son and tried to ignore the images of his toned body from her mind.

"That's enough from you, mister." She declared as she tried to catch her breath.

Casey smiled mischievously as he let her pull his fingers from her body.

"Well you did promise me a fun weekend, so I was just enjoying myself." Her son said playfully.

"I thought you wanted to do laps?" She asked as she pushed herself to arm's length away from him.

"I did, but it's much more fun watching you squirm." He replied as his hand once more darted to her side briefly.

Holly swatted his hand away no problem before she ran her own hand over her face and hair.

"You're being a naughty boy today." She said playfully warning him, and Casey just grinned at her roguishly. The expression sent a flutter through Holly's body as she looked at his wet handsome face.

"You said I'd have fun this weekend, so I'm having what fun I would have if I was away with everyone else." Casey replied with boyish charm that made Holly smile amusedly. He really was a lot like his father. "Besides, you're having fun too, aren't you?" He asked as he stepped closer to her.

Holly felt another flush pass through her as she felt him move closer until he stood right in front of her. He really was too charming and good looking for his own good.

"Maybe." She replied honestly and laughed softly as Casey grinned proudly before cinching her waist beneath the water.

The feel of his hands on her, so strong and masculine, made a shiver pass through Holly's body.

"Are you cold now?" Her son asked concerned and Holly shook her head.

"Just ticklish." She replied, covering herself.

"Well I won't tickle you. I promise." Casey said as he moved closer, and Holly suddenly felt his bulging shorts rub against her stomach.

Instantly the beautiful brunette felt her pussy and stomach flutter in unison with unwanted attention. Before she could do anything more all she could think of was how big Casey felt against her and Holly was shocked at both the thought and feeling.

Before she could do anymore, however, Casey continued with what he was saying.

"I won't tickle you." He said with quiet cockiness, then added, "But I will dunk you!"

Before she could say anything Holly screamed as Casey easily lifted her up and spun her around sideways so that he could dunk her into the water. Once more water rushed into her open mouth and she slapped at her son before resurfacing as he backed away laughing. Spluttering and wiping water from her face she splashed water over him again..

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"You bastard!" She exclaimed.

"Tut-tut, language." Casey cheekily replied.

Splashing him again Holly poked her son in the stomach. His firm, taut stomach.

"You watch yourself mister or you'll have another reason to be upset you didn't get out of this house this weekend." She told him and Casey laughed softly.

It was a nice sound despite how playfully mad she was at him. It was nice to see him smiling despite what had happened this weekend for him. Even so, Holly was done being dunked in the water, and so wading over to the side of the pool she heaved herself up, dripping, onto the side of the pool. Casey waded over slowly and warily, stopping just short of having to put his arms on her legs to look up at her.

"You are a pain in my ass, mister." Holly said and smiled as Casey laughed once more.

"I don't mind being a pain in your ass mom. It only hurts till you get used to it." He joked, pushing further than he had before.

Normally Holly would have been shocked at him saying a joke like that but with the feel of his bulging shorts against her still so fresh in her mind Holly could only think that he really would be a pain in her ass until she got used to it. The thought suddenly made her cheeks heat and she tried to cover herself by standing up.

"Well you had your chance with the pool and you blew it." She said as if he hadn't made the joke, looking down at how soaked she was now.

"Aww, sorry mom. Come on, just a little longer." Casey replied but Holly was already heading toward the lounger once more.

"Maybe that will teach you to be nice to your mom." She called over her shoulder with a warm smile to take the edge off and Casey leaned against the side of the pool.

"I was being nice. Playful and fun." He replied and Holly gave him a look that made the young man laugh once more. "Well, I enjoyed it. And you did too. Come for a swim."

In response Holly just gave him a flat look that was only slightly ruined by the twitching of her lips. He really was as charming as his father. And no one that good looking should be that charming.

"Like I said, you blew it." She said as she sat down on the lounger and put her feet up, as if that were final.

She didn't hear what Casey had to say in response to that. Which was probably for the best given how he had mumbled about her blowing him. But Holly quickly went back to lying in the sun and after a few murmured pleas for her to join him again that faded away as he got no attention Casey swam a little before pulling himself out of the pool.

"Going inside for a bit if you want me." He announced as he walked passed her and flicked water on her as he did.

Swinging and missing him as he darted passed laughing Holly playfully growled before leaning back and ignoring the door as it shut behind him. Enjoying the sun the beautiful brunette lay back and relaxed, no longer thinking of how hot a guy her son had turned out to be. At least not at first. But then smiling amused memories of his behaviour in the swimming pool only brought back what she had forgotten, but being so relaxed after her massage, and having decided they were just parts of him she could objectively appreciate, she just let them be.

And so the 38-year-old mother smiled to herself as she soaked up the sun, never once thinking of how her world had already changed. And just how much more it could change because of it.

Casey Clarke headed straight for his room after walking into the house. Straight for it, closing the door behind him and throwing himself into his chair to think of how hot his mother had been. Fuck, but she had looked so hot in her bikini! And when she had let him massage her...oh fuck he had struggled to keep his hands from her tits. Oh god, fuck! And then there was how close they had gotten in the swimming pool...ugh...it had been so hard not to try to kiss her there as he pressed himself against her. Instead he had tried to flirt with her but it had backfired. Probably because she had had no idea he was trying to flirt with her -- why would she, after all!? -- but he had at least gotten close to her wet body in that bikini, and felt her soft yet firmness pressed against him as he hauled her into the water twice. Mmm.

Taking out his dick Casey began to massage the semi-hard length as he imagined his mother sitting outside on the lounger. Maybe letting him give her that full massage...and letting his hands swirl all over her...fuck! It didn't take long before his cock was as solid as a telephone pole and before long the eighteen-year-old was leaning his head back as pleasure surged through his dick while he played with himself.

Stopping halfway through, Casey wheeled himself over to his computer and booted up one of his unfinished stories. With one hand on his cock and the other on the keyboard the young man began to write a little more about his mother. This time she was wearing the bikini she had on today...and she definitely knew he was flirting with her in this world. And she loved it. Almost slathering as he worked his hand slowly on his dick Casey wrote about how his mother dropped to her knees outside by the pool and slobbered all over his big dick before the two of them, in the middle of the day where anyone could watch, slipped into the pool where Casey gave her every inch of his big cock and Holly loved it.

At one point Casey had to stop working his dick as it was too painfully solid with what he was writing. But he couldn't stop. Fuck the fantasy was just too burned into his mind. He had so many ideas for what he wanted to write about her. Shame he didn't have any pictures to go with this story like he did with some others, but taking photos of his mother in her bikini would surely have raised some uncomfortable questions.

Casey was so lost in writing his story, in fact, that it took him half an hour to realise he had messages on his phone. When he did, and he opened them up, the burning fantasies of the day could hardly keep up with the disappointment he felt. Here he was enjoying ideas of his mother which would never come true, the only real thing he had this weekend, and meanwhile his friends and brothers were having the time of their life. Pictures of sunbathing parties, half-naked women, people making out, people doing silly things, beer, and even one from Cristina Hodges saying she 'wished you were here' with a kiss. All of the things he had wanted and was missing out on while he just sat and fantasised about his mother, knowing that was all they were.

Quickly Casey felt his dick softening as disappointment and gloominess overtook the enjoyment he had had outside. And soon he was back to feeling glum as he read through the rest of the messages and saw more pictures, including some guys who were apparently getting a little too close to Cristina for Casey's comfort.

Feeling depressed, Casey put on some music and messaged everyone back, feeling like he was the biggest loser around not being at the summer's hottest party weekend. And so the time passed some more but Casey was too down to move far. At least until he walked out to grab himself a drink at the same time that his mother walked in from outside.

Holly stepped into the relative cool of the shade as she walked into the kitchen from outside and felt her skin pebble a little from the lack of direct heat she had gotten used to. As she did she wrapped her sarong around her waist and headed straight for the fridge. God she could do with some more lemonade! She had almost made it to the fridge when Casey came shambling in looking down once again. He had put on a t-shirt at some point but was still wearing his bathing shorts and flip flops.

"Hey, what's up?" Holly asked chirpily as she opened the fridge and eyed him up and down. His toned legs still looked stunning but Holly didn't notice anything more than how good-looking her son was this time.

"Oh nothing." He replied mopily, "Everyone just keeps messaging me about what a great time they're having and that they wish I was there."

Holly gave her son a sympathetic look as she closed the fridge, lemonade in hand.

"I'm sorry, honey. But at least they care enough to try to include you." She said consolingly.

"Yeah, that makes me feel so much better." Casey replied with sarcasm and Holly felt her heart go out to him.

"Well at least you're having fun here with me!" Holly said, trying to cheer him up, but all it earned her was a glance that said more than if Casey had sarcastically replied. She was hardly a fair recompense for an eighteen-year-old's summer party. "Well, look, why don't we do something today?"

"Like what?" Casey asked with barely any interest as he shuffled over to sit by the counter

"Like why don't we play some pool. Then we can watch a movie after?" She put out there, but the look she received said that was hardly going to make up for anything. "It's better than moping around. And you can even have some more beers." She added trying to entice him.

For a moment the 38-year-old mother thought that her son was going to gloomily reject the idea. But finally Casey nodded, albeit with no enthusiasm whatsoever.

"Great. Let's head downstairs then" She said sounding as positive as she could given the circumstances. She needed to try and sound upbeat for Casey. Anything to get him out of this mood.

And so the two of them headed toward the basement and down into what Chris had converted into a game room. The large pool table took up most of the room with some darts set up on another side, a large television with a gaming console on the other, and some couches on either side of the pool table ends. Holly smiled up at Casey excitedly as she walked over to grab one of the cues from the wall.

"I'll break." She announced before Casey could. But from the look of her son he hardly seemed interested enough to even play let alone jump ahead like she had.

Setting up the balls Casey didn't even bother to spin the eight ball as he leaned back against the wall and watched as Holly got herself set up for the first shot.

She was not the best at pool. She didn't suck at it, but she was hardly the most skilled player. But even so she knew how to break and so leaning over the table she positioned herself ready to strike, not noticing the sudden gleam that came into her son's eyes as her large, bikini-clad breasts hung beneath her lusciously.

Slamming the cue into the ball Holly jumped up and down as the rest of the balls scattered, one even sinking into one of the corner pockets like a pro.

"Looks like you're going down, mister." The pretty brunette announced playfully, mistaking the look of interest on her son's face for him finally starting to enjoy himself rather than that he had been enjoying the way her breasts bounced as she did her victory dance.

"We'll see. It's early days yet. But you just keep dancing." He said and once more Holly misunderstood why he had said exactly that.

Feeling like she was finally getting through to him, Holly repositioned herself for the next shot. This time she was not far from where Casey stood and so as she leaned over the table this time her son got a perfect view of her tight, round ass. Not to mention the hot image of her being bent over the pool table in just a small bikini. Casey's eyes were fixed on her, wide and on target, but Holly was too busy with the shot to notice her son ogling her.

This time the shot missed the pocket and Holly almost stamped her foot in irritation before she walked back around the table and watched as Casey walked round to take his shot. However as she stood at the opposite end of the table from him Casey suddenly raised the cue over his shoulders, placing both of his arms on the cue as he studied his shot, and this time it was Holly's turn to have wide eyes. Suddenly she saw him again with no shirt on, looking all buff and toned, only this time she could see him through his t-shirt as he stood with his muscles tensed from the way his hands hung on the cue and she could see a little of his abs from how his t-shirt rose up.

Instantly Holly felt her cheeks heat as she once more realised how good-looking her son actually was. She wished he were someone else so she could enjoy what she saw, in fact! But she knew who he was and so at the same time as feeling flustered by what she saw she felt turned off by the fact that this was her son! It was a very confusing mix of emotions.

Fortunately Casey didn't take too long to contemplate what he was doing and so he was soon taking his shot...and potting a ball, much to Holly's great disappointment.

"Lucky shot!" She exclaimed and watched as Casey grinned at her for how competitive she was being.

"I'm just good at sinking balls." Casey replied innocently but Holly's mind instantly twisted what he had been saying as an image of his well-packed shorts flashed into her mind.

She bet he was good, with all that to his name. This Cristina Hodges was going to be a very lucky girl if they ever did get together, Holly thought before she could stop herself.

"Well you won't get the next one." She promised. Only he did, and the one after that. So Holly was standing there befuddled, and amazed at how good her son had gotten at pool. Before he had only been marginally better than she was.

"I guess I'm not the one going down, mom." Casey cheekily jibed, posing with his cue as if he had already won the game.

Holly opened her mouth to come back with a witty retort however all she could see once again was how well-defined Casey's shape was and how charmingly stunning he looked with that cheeky grin on his face. Instead Holly just waited and tried to ignore the thoughts in her mind as she waited for him to miss his next shot. Which fortunately he did.

"Ha!" She exclaimed, not being competitive at all, and felt a flutter pass through her at the amused smile that Casey gave her.

Setting herself up for her shot Holly was getting ready to take it when suddenly Casey jabbed her gently in the side, tickling her so that she jumped almost a thousand miles.

"Hey! Not fair!" She laughed.

"Just getting you back for laughing at me missing a shot." Casey teased as if that was the only reason he wanted to touch his mother's naked waist.

"Well you watch yourself, mister. I have a stick, and I'm not afraid to use it." She warned him jokingly as she held up the cue in front of her.

Stepping back with his hands raised Casey laughed softly, a sound that made Holly smile as she thought that she was once again getting him out of his melancholy.

"I've got no doubt you're good with a stick in your hands." He said innocently once more and Holly felt her cheeks redden slightly as her mind twisted what he had been saying.

Why did her mind constantly do that? Just because she had noticed he was attractive? So her mind was in natural flirt mode? Really? He was her son, not some random guy she had seen who she liked. And she loved Chris besides! Ok, so she didn't go blind when she got married but still, she was no schoolgirl to be getting this flustered over an attractive guy!

Trying to ignore her cheeks Holly tried her best to keep her mind where it should be.

"Yeah, you've been warned." She advised him as she walked back to where she needed to be for her shot.

Taking it she sank the next ball, only to miss her next. Fortunately Casey missed his also but then so did Holly. And it wasn't, at least this time, because she was flustered by how her son looked. At least not all of the time. There were a couple of times when he would stretch or lean his muscular arms on the table edge that she had to refocus on what she was doing. But still, she was fine. Really.

Finally after Casey had taken his shots, right up until he was on the eight ball, Holly lined up with the three other balls she had to sink in order to catch up to him. And she was not at a good angle at all.

Leaning over the table her breasts gently rubbed the felt as she positioned herself and got ready to strike. One...two...thr...

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Casey asked calmly and Holly glanced up at him curiously and cautiously.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?" She asked in return, eyeing him suspiciously.

"The angle's wrong. You'll bounce that ball off the cushion before it goes into the pocket." Her son replied in what seemed like genuine advice.

For a moment Holly looked at the ball and then back at him. Was this some kind of ploy so that she wouldn't take the shot and he would win? Holly's competitive nature flared up at that but then her more rational side thankfully took over. Why would he do that, he was already on the eight ball anyway? What did he have to lose by her sinking one of her three remaining balls?

Finally her rational side won over her suspicious side and Holly leaned back up.

"Do you have any better advice?" She asked as if having it dragged out of her. She didn't like admitting that she wasn't as good as him.

Smiling broadly Casey walked over behind her and took one end of the cue.

"Lean down." He almost commanded and Holly only glanced at him before bending over the table with the cue in her hands.

It turned out that Casey wanted to show her the right angle for the shot, and so he leaned over her from behind her and helped her position the cue just right so that she could see where she needed to hit the ball in order to get it in the pocket. Stretching over her Casey moved her hands and adjusted the cue as he pressed himself against her from behind. All of it was very platonic and Casey did nothing other than show her how to hold the cue and where to strike best as he leaned closer to her to whisper into her ear, only Holly could barely pay attention.

Feeling him this close to her, knowing just how hot he was, and feeling his bulging bathing shorts pressing firmly into her from behind as all she wore was a bikini and a sarong, Holly's mind ran rampant. Her cheeks turned a dark crimson at the thoughts and she could barely understand anything Casey was saying as she was just all too aware of his defined body pressing against her and his well-endowed crotch pressing firmly into her ass.

Finally he moved, leaning back up and squeezing her waist before he moved to stand beside the table. Only Holly couldn't do more than just hold her position perfectly still as her heart raced in her chest and her hands wanted to shake.

"You should get it now." Casey said and Holly had to think twice before she could do more than stare wildly at the ball in front of her.

When her mind finally cleared Holly took a deep, calming breath before taking the shot...and WAM! the ball went straight into the pocket, just as Casey had said.

Standing up straight Holly felt her legs wobble a little from how nervous she felt inside -- what was wrong with her! Anyone would think she had never seen an attractive guy before! -- but soon enough she was secure enough to smile at potting the ball.

"Perfect!" Casey announced and clapped his hands, which made Holly grin like an idiot.

"Thank you." She said, taking the compliment. "And for the help."

"Anytime." Casey replied and Holly smiled impishly at him.

"Anytime? Even for this next shot?" She asked with amused curiosity and Casey grinned and nodded. Not one to miss out on being that close to his mother again.

"I'll do that any time you want, mom." He answered with suave confidence and Holly smiled as she leaned down to get ready to take her next shot.

It turned out that she really could have used his help on the next shot as this time she missed, allowing Casey to sink the black before she could take her next turn. Celebrating the good game with him, and the fact that he seemed to be in a little happier mood now that she had taken his mind off what his friends and brothers were doing, Holly racked the balls up for another game.

This one was a little closer as Holly made sure to take advantage of all the help that Casey was offering. And so more than once the hot brunette mother had her son leaning over her from behind helping guide her hands on the cue to where she had to strike. At first Holly's heart skipped beats but soon she became used to it and just gently flirted along with it as thoughts floated through her mind. Of course she didn't think that she was flirting, but if Casey had been anyone but her son she definitely would have been!

Soon another game turned into another, and then another, until a few hours had passed with just a little flirting each time Holly saw Casey as an attractive young man as they played and had fun. Finally the two of them were on their last game of pool, joking around and laughing, Casey having forgotten all about the weekend he was missing out on as he enjoyed being around his half-naked mother, when Casey was taking his turn and Holly 'accidentally' hit the end of his cue. The ball he had been trying to hit bounced almost off the table and Holly burst out laughing at the shot.

"Hey, that was you! No fair!" Casey announced with playful offense.

"It was just an accident. Besides, I thought you were the pro at this?" Holly replied with a mischievous grin.

Eyeing her sideways Casey let her take her shot, which she missed as well much to his delight, before taking up position for his next turn.

Once again, however, as he drew back the cue for another shot Holly tipped the edge with her cue knocking him off course and sending the cue ball flying off the table as it bounced off the cushion.

"Right, that's uncalled for!" Casey announced as he marched over towards his giggling mother

"What? I didn't do anything!" She protested in fits of laughter as her son came over and grabbed her by the waist.

Holly struggled to pull herself away as Casey playfully held on to her and ticked her sides so that she laughed harder and writhed even harder.

"Casey...stop!" Holly objected between giggles but Casey wouldn't let her go.

Tickling and struggling the pair flailed about until suddenly Casey fell backward and pulled Holly with him until she plopped down right on his lap. The beautiful mother's mouth shot open, not only because of the unexpected fall but also because she had landed square on his bulging manhood and Holly felt the semi-hardness press firmly into her ass as she sat on her son's lap.

Casey wasted no time, however, in tickling her some more and so Holly barely had time to register what she was sitting on when she began kicking and writhing in his strong hands as he prodded and teased her sides. Her large breasts jiggled wantonly as she fought back to no avail, Casey was just too strong, and it wasn't long before the stunning brunette was laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

"Ok, ok, you win! You win!" She chuckled out but Casey wouldn't listen until she begged him a couple more times. "You win, Casey! Please! Oh god! Please! You win, ok?"

Finally her son stopped tickling her sides and sat holding her on his lap with a wide grin.

"You admit that was uncalled for?" He said brightly and Holly raggedly drew air into her lungs.

"Yes!" She finally admitted, "But I couldn't help it. I told you I'm a cheater who loves cheating." She added with a stunningly bright smile as she rested her hands on his on her waist. Making sure that he wasn't going to tickle her any longer.

Casey gave her a playful growl at that and Holly only laughed again lightly. And then she felt the solid bulge pushing into her ass cheeks that she was sitting on. Solid and hard from where she had been writhing on top of him.

Holly almost jumped like she had sat on a snake but Casey's hands were holding her too firmly onto him for her to do anything and she didn't want to say anything lest she embarrass her son. It was obvious that he was going to get a hard on from having a hot woman writhing on his lap, but still, she was his mother! Ignoring the flashing images of how attractive her son was and what exactly he was packing down there, Holly pried his fingers from her waist and tried to stand up as nonchalantly as she could.

"Fine, you win this game too. Happy now?" She asked as she stood up and tried to compose herself. And kept her eyes firmly on his face rather than taking a look at what she had sat on like she curiously wanted to.

"Fine. Just this once. But next time you cheat there will be no let up in what I do to you, ok?" He replied with a grin and Holly laughed softly as she backed away from him cautiously. Both in case he reached for her to tickle her again and because she wanted to keep her mind under control. Fuck he had been huge!

"Deal." Holly agreed before holding out her hand.

Taking it Casey shook her hand before gently pulling her towards him so he could kiss her cheek.

"Love you, mom." He said with a smile and Holly felt her heart melt.

"I love you too, Case." She replied.

Pulling him up with her hand Holly turned back towards the pool table a moment before looking back to Casey.

"Shall we call it a day? I think you won every game." She asked and Casey laughed softly.

"Sure." He answered, "I know how competitive you get so we'll be here all night otherwise."

This time Holly slapped his arm...his tough, strong arm...before she spun around and walked backwards towards the stairs.

"Movie?" She asked brightly and Casey nodded.

"Movie." He answered in return and Holly spun around again and almost bounced up the stairs.

Heading into the lounge Holly switched on the television and opened up the movie streaming app they used. Before long the pair were seated next to each other on the sofa, popcorn in hand, watching what passed for a horror movie. It wasn't particularly scary though it did have a few jump scares in it that had Holly nearly upending the popcorn everywhere until Casey took custody of the bowl.

And so night passed on with the mother and son watching first one movie and then another, ordering pizza in between. The night was rather uneventful at first but Holly was just glad that Casey seemed to be having a good time. He had seemed to forget what he was missing out on except when once or twice his phone beeped and he received another message. It took Holly a little time to get him to cheer up after that, and little did the 38-year-old mother know that most of the time Casey only smiled once more as she lay into him or let him put his arm around her, or when she jumped and her half-uncovered tits bounced lusciously, sometimes with popcorn falling between them.

Even so it was a pleasant evening and Casey seemed to stay in good humour for most of it, which made Holly rather pleased. Finally, however, as the night wore on Casey stretched and stood up.

"I think I'm going to take a shower." He said finally, and a little tiredly.

"Ok, good idea." Holly replied as she placed the popcorn bowl he had handed her on the table in front of her.

"Good night, mom." He said with a loving smile, "And thank you for doing this for me."

Smiling warmly in return Holly watched as Casey walked off towards the stairs and then she sank back into the sofa feeling content.

A little time passed before Holly switched off the television and thought that a shower would be just perfect for her as well. And so heading upstairs she made her way towards her and Chris' bedroom, looking forward to the cool water cascading down over her after the beautiful heat of the day.

As she made her way along the hallway however Holly found Casey's shirt strewn on the floor by the bathroom. Picking it up as she thought what a slob her kids could be, the beautiful mother made her way towards his room. Knocking on the door Holly waited. No answer came, which meant that Casey was still in the shower, and so Holly walked in and over to the bed where she folded the t-shirt and placed it on the end of the bed.

Turning to go, Holly's eyes caught sight of Casey's computer. The screen was on and some kind of Word document was up. Smiling to herself Holly walked over, thinking to find one of Casey's illusive stories that he always talked of writing, and sure enough she did. But it was not what she expected.

"...She screamed out loud as Casey fucked her into the bed. Her giant tits bouncing around with every deep stroke he made..."

Holly blinked and sat down in the chair feeling her stomach churn a little in shock as she read a little more.

"...Moaning how much she loved his cock Casey pounded her harder, fucking her until she clawed his back in pure pleasure..."

This was what Casey was working on? Erotic stories? Holly skim read the rest of the page feeling more and more shocked by what she saw. Page after page of sex with Casey as the guy involved and some woman he thought would act really slutty by the sounds of it. And then she saw her name and Casey calling the woman 'mom'.

Holly's whole mind suddenly jerked and spun and her stomach seemed to do flips. Casey was writing erotic fiction about her?? No...about him and her! Having sex. And enjoying it, clearly.

Feeling numb the 38-year-old mother flicked through the pages increasingly shocked at what she read. Over and over again Casey had written about having sex with her and how much they both enjoyed it. He had written about his 'huge, nine-inch cock', which had to be an exaggeration, just like the size of her tits which he never seemed to guess quite rightly. He had written about them having sex in different places and different ways, but every time Holly had loved it and called herself his slut, and every time she had been a slut for his dick. Fuck, the things he had her saying! She never said things like this in real life! Not even during the best sex ever with Chris!

Seeing the window with the file in it, Holly clicked on it and saw several other stories, all titled things about Casey and his mom. Opening each one up in turn Holly was even more shocked to see how many stories her son had written about her. Moreover, he had even begun writing one where she was wearing the very bikini she was wearing right now! And sunbathing as he massaged her!

Covering her chest up Holly skimmed through the stories and found them all much the same. All sex stories. All involving her and Casey. All where they both loved the sex. And Holly stared dumbfounded at the screen.

Casey was writing sex stories about her? He saw her this way? He had sexual fantasies about her? She had heard that many sons fantasise about their mothers but she had never thought her own son had thoughts like this about her! And so many...and so detailed! These stories were not short either. Casey had written a lot about their adventures, taking his time to build up until they finally did the deed. Most of the time with Holly dropping to her knees first and then begging him to fuck her.

Holly sat astonished and speechless as her mind whirled. Casey thought quite clearly about her sexually and obviously thought about it a lot. Including the last couple of days. There was even a story where she was wearing what she had been the day before!

Holly couldn't believe what she was seeing, however before she could do more than stare at what was in front of her she heard the shower turn off in the next room. Quickly closing the other stories and putting everything back as she found it, Holly hurriedly made her way out of her son's room, closing the door behind her, and almost ran into her and Chris' room. Pushing the door to behind her Holly sat on the edge of the bed in shock, running through everything in her mind.

Casey was young and at that age where he would be thinking a lot of sexual thoughts. And it was obviously true that a lot of guys thought about their mothers sexually. But she had never imagined her would think of her like that...and write about it so detailed. She didn't know what to think! The one thing she was surprised about was how she wasn't revolted. That was likely because she understood that he was a young man and one who was obviously in the norm of thinking about his mother like that. It was all perfectly normal. She was just shocked. She would never have guessed in a million years he had thought of her like that!

For a long while the 38-year-old mother sat and stared blankly across the room as she tried to process what she had seen. Some of his stories even had pictures of her! Why would he write so many stories about her when he could have been fantasising about any woman? Oh, Holly knew that she was what society would consider attractive, but still. So were a lot of women. None of whom were Casey's own mother!

It was at that moment that another thought finally clicked. Casey was attracted to her. And not just like he saw her as a beautiful woman. He was actually sexually attracted to her! He had the hots for his own mother!

For a while Holly could do nothing but go over the same thoughts, lying down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling in astonishment. Then came the thought of what she was going to do now she knew. And that brought a sudden sense of dread.

She had been unable to get the thoughts of how attractive Casey was as a guy out of her head today, how was she ever going to forget this!? How was she ever going to be able to look him in the eye? How was she ever going to be able to wear anything even remotely revealing around him now? All of these thoughts and more poured through Holly's mind, revolving around that one thought: my son finds me sexually attractive. She had to appear normal. That was obvious. Casey didn't know that she had found his stories and that she knew about his little fetish. Moreover, it wasn't really Casey's fault. He couldn't help how he felt about her. And it was perfectly normal according to many psychologists. But how could she not feel different now that she knew?

Holly had no idea. Mechanically moving to get ready for bed Holly forgot to take her shower as she climbed under the thin sheets almost like a robot. Sleep was a long time coming and when it did come Holly's dreams were filled with images of a really attractive guy, well built and hung, chasing after her. Oddly he caught her more than once and moved to kiss her, only for him to be her son. She fled again but she kept moving slower and slower until he caught her and held onto her. In her dream Holly found him strikingly attractive and wanted him to kiss her until she saw who he was. But fighting against him grew ever more difficult. She was never so happy to wake up the next day as she was then.

[Sunday]

The morning sunlight found its way through the windows, drifting across the bed, and lighted upon Holly's closed eyes, stirring her from sleep. For a blessed moment as she stretched Holly was oblivious to the night before and then memory came crashing home and her cheeks turned crimson.

For a while all she did was lie in bed staring at the ceiling, both trying to forget what she had found out while at the same time trying to work it all out. She shouldn't feel so shocked by it all. It was perfectly natural. But even so she still couldn't shake her disbelief.

Holly was still thinking everything over as she got up and took her shower, this time not even noticing the refreshing feel of the cool water running over her. Her mind just wandered, incredulous and unsure about what she had read. She couldn't be mistaken as she had read enough of the stories to be very sure that Casey had been writing about her. But even so part of her wondered just maybe she had misunderstood. Maybe he didn't have a thing for her. Or at least maybe he had a fantasy about her because she was attractive but didn't actually have a thing for her. Kind of like how she had reacted to how he looked but that she wasn't attracted to him. Maybe that was what was going on.

As she turned the shower off Holly stepped out and grabbed her towel thinking that maybe she had figured out what was going on. But at the same time a nagging suspicion made her think that he really did have the hots for her. Not able to settle either side the beautiful mother wracked her brain before finally coming up with a way to find out.

And so, keeping her towel wrapped around her Holly made her way out of her bedroom and walked towards Casey's room. Knocking on the door Holly waited until Casey yelled for her to come in and then opened the door. Standing in the doorway the stunning brunette lifted one hand up to grasp the top of the door frame as she half-leaned against it, doing her best to look as sexy as she could in her towel as she spoke.

"Hey, baby!" Holly said in a sweet and slightly flirtatious tone.

"Hey mom." Casey replied with a bright smile as he closed his laptop. Had he been writing about her just then? Holly felt her stomach flutter. Or would he write about her in a towel after she was gone?

Dismissing both thoughts Holly leaned back sexily against the doorframe as she spoke, intent on seeing if Casey had any reaction to what she was wearing.

"Got any plans today?" She asked innocently as her one hand played with the door frame above her. The sinuous way her body stood, emphasising her towel covered body, large, full breasts and tight ass would have looked sexy to anyone paying attention and Holly could see Casey paying attention to her. But she couldn't tell if he was reacting at all.

"Nothing much. Everyone's busy getting ready for the big party tonight, so I've got nothing to do. Unless you want to do something?" He replied sounding as perfectly normal as he could, rather than as a guy who was ogling the sexy way that his mother stood in front of him.

The one thing that Holly did notice was that despite having talked about his friends at the lake Casey hadn't sounded even slightly glum. Maybe he was getting over it, or figuring it was almost over now anyway. Or maybe there was something else he was enjoying more. Like her.

Holly had no idea and couldn't tell, but she was far from done. Lowering her arm she snaked both behind her so that her chest pushed out a little as she leaned back.

"We can do something if you like." She responded sweetly, "I'm going to get a tan in a bit, you can put some lotion on me if you'd like?"

She knew that if he did have a thing for her then that should get some kind of reaction, and it did. Though Holly had no idea if that was because he loved the idea or felt a little uncomfortable. All Casey did was glance down at the floor, clear his throat, and then grin up at her as he shifted a little on his computer chair. Whether that meant he liked the idea of rubbing cream all over her slender body in the sun or not Holly had no idea. She needed to find out more. She had to know!

"Yeah. Sounds good." Casey replied. Was that a little too quickly? A little too eagerly? Did he stutter?

Holly had no idea if she was reading things into anything because of wanting to find something out or not. Damn it.

"Ok, I'll see you downstairs." She said with the most sweet and sensuous smile that she could before very slowly turning around, glancing over her shoulder to see if he had looked at her ass -- which she couldn't tell! -- and then lightly stepping out of the room.

Pulling the door closed behind her Holly felt a sudden pang of fear. What had she just done? She had just acted all flirty in front of her own son! Feeling a little lightheaded at that the beautiful mother pushed the thought aside. She had to know if he liked her. And this was the only way to find out.

The only problem was that she hadn't found out anything at all. So as she walked back to her room she decided that she was going to have to turn things up a little if she was going to get any kind of reaction from Casey at all. Unless, of course, this was his reaction and he didn't like her? Well, the only way she was going to be sure one way or the other was to really flirt with him and see how he reacted. That way she would know.\

And so walking back into her room Holly closed the door behind her and opened the wardrobe. Taking her time to think Holly suddenly realised that this would be the perfect opportunity to tease Casey. And so taking out her other bikini, this one red and a little smaller, Holly quickly dropped the towel on the floor and got herself dressed. Looking over herself in the mirror the beautiful 38-year-old mother was impressed with how she looked. Her large, bulging breasts stood proud and firm, barely contained in the small triangles of the bikini top. Her long legs and slender waist were perfectly shown off, as was her tight ass, by the elegantly cut bikini bottoms that rose up her hips. If there was one outfit that no guy would be able to resist it was this one, she thought. And so happily stepping out of her room Holly trotted downstairs towards the kitchen.

Once there the beautiful mother didn't have to wait long before she heard Casey coming downstairs. Brushing her hair back over her shoulders Holly leaned sexily against the counter, making sure that her body was outlined perfectly, as she waited. Finally Casey came around the corner and for a moment he stopped as he looked at her before slowly walking in and sitting down on one of the stools by the counter.

A-ha! Holly thought! He did notice and couldn't resist! She had him now.

"What's wrong?" He asked sounding a little nervous. Was that because he was drooling on the inside about how she looked? Or...oh no, was he just thinking that she was waiting for him as he had done something wrong? Holly didn't know and she felt frustrated at that.

"Nothing's wrong. I'm just glad you're here." She replied lovingly as she reached forward to stroke his face.

Casey only eyed her weirdly, like he was wondering what she was doing, but Holly still didn't know so she was far from done yet.

Stepping round to him she wrapped her arms around his neck as she smiled at him, bringing her chest closer to his face as she did.

"Can't a mother be glad that her son is here?" She asked cutely with a small flirty smile that set smoke smouldering in her eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah, of course. I just thought I'd done something with how you looked." Casey replied and Holly laughed softly, a smooth fingers-down-your-neck kind of laugh.

"Why do you think you've been a naughty boy?" Holly asked teasingly as she manoeuvred herself to half-sit, half-lean against his lap, placing her ass directly over his short-covered crotch.

Licking his lips, Casey cleared his throat.

"Erm, I don't." He answered a little nervously, though whether because he was confused or liked what she was doing Holly didn't know.

"Not even a little?" Holly asked teasingly before pretending to slip so that her ass rubbed down his crotch.

Casey's hands instantly found her slim waist as he tried to save her from falling and Holly felt a small flutter pass through her at the sensation. He was holding onto her like he had written about so much in his stories. Was he thinking of bouncing her on his dick like he had described? Or bending her over the counter? For a moment the image of Casey being the well-defined and attractive young man flashed into Holly's mind and just for a second the hot wife and mother felt her pussy tingle at the thought before she realised who she was thinking of.

That made Holly want to jump off Casey like he was a hot grill, but she still hadn't figured out how he felt and she had to know! And so righting herself Holly smiled a thanks to Casey and let him hold her as she relaxed on his lap.

"If you're anything like you're father you've always got some naughty thoughts going on, Casey. Anything you want to tell me?" She asked playfully as she turned her face to look up at him, her mouth tentatively close to his as she pulled her arms tighter around his neck, causing her large breasts to rub hotly against his bare chest.

The feel of his muscular body beneath her once more sent a flutter through Holly's stomach, but she paid little attention to it this time as she stared deep into Casey's eyes with her own.

"No. I'm all innocent, mom. Honest." Casey replied, belying his own words as Holly began to feel a stirring in his shorts beneath her ass.

Holly just smiled, sure that she had found evidence of him being attracted to her now, before she stood up and let her arms snake from around his neck. Casey still held on to her waist until she stepped to move away from him. Holly oddly felt a little at a loss as his strong fingers left her body, almost as if she had enjoyed his touch.

"Well that's good. I'm glad you're behaving." She said as normally and non-flirtily as she could as she once more stepped around the counter, noticing that Casey was trying his best to cover up his now bulging shorts as subtly as he could.

"Always, mom." Casey replied with a little bit of a strangled tone to his voice before he stood up, hiding his aching crotch behind the counter, and sounded all lively as he asked, "Shall we go outside then?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Holly answered, a little more flirty than she had intended but then her son was acting all cute trying to hide his arousal at her from her. Plus Holly couldn't help but think that maybe just having her grinding on his lap would be enough to stir his cock whether he liked her or not, and so she still wasn't one hundred percent sure that she had found proof that he had a thing for her yet. She would though. Oh yes, she would.

Following her son out of the back doors Holly was welcomed to the day by a wall of heat as the sun washed down on her. Heading over to the lounger where Casey was picking up the lotion bottle, Holly smiled and climbed on, half-lying down on her front. For a moment the beautiful brunette waited, enjoying the feel of the sun beating down on her, when the sudden feel of Casey's fingers on her back made her jump.

"Cold, is it?" Her son asked as he leaned over the lounger to rub the cool lotion into her bare back, his fingers teasing where the bikini top tied together as he rubbed up and down firmly.

"Just a little." Holly lied. Well, the lotion was cool compared to her skin and the heat but that wasn't what had made her jump.

"It's alright, I'll rub it in." Casey replied intently as he began to make circular motions with his hands.

The feel of his strong hands on her skin set Holly's mind racing. Partly out of fear of what she was letting him do -- at least, in why she was letting him do it -- and partly out of how nice it felt to have such strong hands from such a good looking guy on her. The more he rubbed the lotion in, slick and slimy, almost like he was oiling her up, the more Holly sighed. It was like a massage using oil, and Casey was an expert.

It wasn't long before the brunette mother had forgotten why she was letting her son rub lotion on her and just lost herself in the feel of him rubbing her skin. His hands were sure and confident, pressing in to her tight muscles as much as they rubbed the lotion in, and only around the top of her ass and the hitch of her bikini top did Casey become somewhat hesitant. At least until Holly, somewhat dazedly from what she was feeling, told him to not forget her legs. And so Casey did just that, rubbing more lotion into her legs -- up and down, round and over her smooth legs -- reaching almost to her crotch with his fingers but hesitantly slowing down.

Holly didn't know if she was annoyed at that or relieved. As her mind swam from the oily massage the beautiful 38-year-old couldn't help but think of who was touching her body. A hot looking young man. Only when that thought fully materialised did Holly shake her head as she remembered that that hunk of a guy was her son. But the more he rubbed her back and legs the longer it took for the gorgeous mother to realise what she was thinking and about who rather than just focusing on how attractive Casey was. And the more part of her didn't want him to hesitate around the top of her ass and bikini top strings.

Finally, however, Casey was done.

"Roll over." He said softly and Holly did so without even a second thought, almost like he had commanded her and she had obeyed.

Rolling onto her back the beautiful brunette sighed happily once more as Casey began to rub her shoulders, letting his hands wander just a little down towards her heaving breasts before sliding them back up. More oily lotion met her skin and while Casey never ventured onto her breasts he did start rubbing her flat stomach and down the other side of her legs again.

Raising each leg for him to have easy access to Holly leaned back, her back arching slightly from how good her son's ministrations felt. The moment he returned to her shoulders Holly had to resist from pulling his hands down to cover the exposed areas of her breasts with lotion as the heat was getting to those areas more because of the lack. Instead she just lay there enjoying his touch...until as he was rubbing around her shoulders, leaning over her, Holly's eyes popped open. The moment they did they shot open into huge round circles as right beside her face stood Casey's enormously bulging crotch...and boy was it swollen!

Glancing up to look at him, Holly noticed that Casey wasn't even paying attention, rather he was focused solely on what he was doing with his fingers. And so Holly's eyes dipped back down to stare at the protruding bulge that was just inches from her face. Fuck! He looked huge that close to her! But more than that, he looked like he was so hard he was having a difficult time being contained by his bathing shorts!

Gulping, Holly felt a million emotions pass through her at the same time. Surprise. Shock. Fear. Aversion. Interest. Curiosity. Amazement. Pleased, at having made such an impression on him. Conviction, that she had finally found proof that he had the hots for her now after seeing just how turned on he was by massaging lotion into her! All of these and more passed through Holly's mind and made her stomach flutter...God, how big was he!?...in the time it took her to focus on what was in front of her. In those split seconds the hot mother felt like she couldn't breathe nor move her head. She felt glued to the spot, just hoping that Casey didn't lean ever so little towards her...while part of her hoped he did. How big was he!!?

It all only lasted a couple of seconds and Holly quickly shut her eyes as she noticed Casey move. In a second her son was diffidently moving away from her as he spoke.

"I've done all I can." Casey said hesitantly, obviously referring to the parts of her that he hadn't touched...and wouldn't. Whether he wanted to Holly had no idea, but by the look of his shorts she would bet a hundred to one that he did.

"Thank you, honey." Holly replied as calmly as she could, though her own voice shook unsteadily as she spoke.

"Um, ok...I'm gonna...just head upstairs for a bit..." Casey responded and Holly felt herself smile weakly, feeling sure she knew why he wanted to be alone right then. He had something big to take care of.

"Ok, I'll see you in a bit?" She asked and Casey replied 'sure' before heading off, no doubt glad that Holly had had her eyes closed and hadn't noticed his condition.

For her part Holly just lay there letting her breathing calm down and her heart stop beating so hard and fast. Why she was feeling the way she was she couldn't quite understand. She had just found out, almost positively, that her son had the hots for her. And, yes, she still had the image of this hot young man in her mind that she wouldn't mind having attention from. But still! This was her son! She shouldn't get flustered from him giving her a massage as he rubbed lotion on her, let alone feel stupefied by the closeness and size of his barely contained cock!

Trying to push all of her feelings away Holly tried to focus on the fact that she was now almost one hundred percent sure that Casey didn't just have an incest fetish but that he had a thing for her specifically. But part of her just wouldn't accept it. She wasn't a hundred percent sure. He could have just gotten horny from massaging a hot woman the way he was. It didn't mean he liked her specifically. She wasn't convinced by that as she was sure it was clear now, but that part of her wouldn't stop nagging at her. She had to know once and for all

So as she lay there enjoying the sun Holly tried to figure out the best way to tell whether her son liked her or not. But whatever she thought about her mind always came up with an alternative and after a few hours the stunning brunette hadn't come up with anything. And so as the heat of the day rose and Holly grew a little uncomfortable in the heat, she hopped up and headed through to the kitchen to get a drink.

Getting some juice Holly took it through to the lounge with her before plonking herself down on the sofa, relishing in the cool feel of the material on her warm skin. For a moment she just sat enjoying the peace and quiet before reaching up to switch on the stereo. Tapping her foot to the music Holly thought about the day ahead and what she was going to do about Casey. Still nothing appeared in her mind and so after a little while she stood up and headed toward her room, figuring she could at least get out of her bikini.

As she walked passed Casey's room his music was blaring loudly as he did while writing and Holly felt her cheeks blush red. Was he in there right now writing about her? Writing a story where he massaged lotion into her only without stopping near her breasts and ass? Or was he jacking off right now? Taking care of that...huge...bulge he had? Holly quickened her pace to walk passed as her breathing became more sharp at the thoughts of a guy looking like Casey did, tall, muscular, well-defined, attractive, cut, and mmm tasty, pleasuring his enormous rod just behind a thin wooden door. All she had to do was open the door, pretend she had knocked or had forgotten to and she would see. The image of a hot young man right there with his huge cock in his hands made Holly's stomach and pussy flutter before she once more remembered that this wasn't just some guy, this was her own son!

Stepping in to her own room Holly closed the door as if to ward off her thoughts and Casey. Leaning back against the door she let herself catch her breath before walking over to her wardrobe. Looking down at her bikini Holly quickly suppressed the images of Casey massaging her before she hurriedly pulled the thing off and reached for some matching white lace underwear and bra. Once on she searched through her closet until, yes!, she found her white summer dress. This thing was functional and yet cool and pretty. As she pulled it on and reached back to zip it up Holly spun as she looked in the mirror.

The sight that greeted her was exquisite. The dress came down to just above her knees and curved in to meet her slender waist perfectly before filling out to cover her large, 34DD breasts. It was low-cut enough to show a generous hint of cleavage but still look like something she could go to a party in. The slightly flared out skirt rested on her tight ass in a way that drew attention and showed off her silky smooth legs to perfection. Reaching for some matching slip-on sandals Holly pulled them on before throwing her bikini in the wash bin and twirling to make sure she had gotten the dress to sit just right.

Running her hands down her dress and over her ass Holly smiled at how she looked before turning back towards the door. Heading passed Casey's room as quickly as she could Holly tried not to think of what her son was writing about the pair of them doing as she made her way back down to the lounge. The problem was that trying not to think of something was always the worst way to forget about it and so the whole way all Holly could think about was what she and Casey were doing in his stories. Or what he was doing to her and she loving. That was what his stories had seemed like!

If he had been anyone else the thoughts would have been hot. The idea of a guy that looked like he did doing those things to her. She was a happily married woman but wow she would have had to lock herself in her room at those thoughts. But whenever she thought of that that one sneaking thought eventually caught up to her: this was her son. Granted he was her son who had a thing for her...she thought...but still! How he had the hots for her she just couldn't understand. At least, not completely. She could understand him finding her attractive, she guessed. After all, she could see why he would be objectively attractive. So why shouldn't he?

Shaking her head Holly stopped herself from thinking any further. It was almost like she was rationalising his liking her rather than finding it a shocking thing. And so heading into the lounge Holly threw herself onto the sofa and tried her best to lose herself in the music. It worked. At least until Casey came back down stairs.

"Hey, mom." Casey greeted as he came into the lounge.

"Hey, baby." Holly replied before adding without thinking, "Did you get everything done? I know you've been writing again."

Both Casey's cheeks and Holly's flamed up at that, though for different reasons. Casey blushed because he knew what he had been doing, whereas Holly's flared up not only because she also knew what he had been doing but she hadn't intended to say anything. And now her mind was filled with images of what he would have been writing about her.

"Yeah, I got a lot done. But I needed a break." Her son answered, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. Like he had nothing embarrassing to hide at all. Nothing about writing about his own mother being fucked relentlessly by him.

The first thought that flitted into Holly's mind, as her eyes glanced down towards his shorts, was that after a few hours of writing and taking care of himself she wasn't surprised he needed a break. That just made her cheeks heat even faster.

Trying to think on her feet to say something that would take her mind off what she was thinking, Holly spoke the first thing that came into her mind.

"Well, seeing as you're down here taking a break why don't you dance with your mother?" She asked and then realised what she had said.

She was still trying to work out if Casey had the hots for her specifically or not and so she had said the first thing that she thought of while trying to do her best to distract herself. Well, she had said it now so there was no taking it back. She could just act as normal as possible. And so she tried to. Keeping her eyes on her son's face Holly watched as Casey's cheeks reddened a little more and he looked like a deer trapped in headlights.

"Um, sure." He said, not really having anything else he could say right then.

"Great!" Holly exclaimed as she pushed herself up off the sofa.

Standing up Holly once more noticed the size of her son compared to her and felt her stomach flutter. When had he grown into such a strapping young man?

"Ok, just come here." She said as Casey looked at her a little sheepishly.

Walking over her son seemed even more hesitant as Holly directed him to place his arms around her as she reached up to wind her own around his neck.

"There we go. See. I'm not going to bite you." She joked and then felt her cheeks heat up at the thought.

Had Casey ever written about her biting him? The way his cheeks quickly matched hers made Holly's own cheeks deepen in colour. It was answer enough on its own.

Swaying gently to the music both mother and son moved a little awkwardly at first due to both being embarrassed. Not to mention that Holly had her mind filled with other things -- like whether her son wanted to fuck her or not! -- and Casey...well, he would need to write another story after this, that was for sure.

After a few minutes however Holly began to relax which seemed to help Casey relax and soon the two of them were moving to the music deftly, smiling as they looked into each other's eyes..

331 Boys Will Be Boys P4

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"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.."

332 Boys Will Be Boys P5

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Casey's mouth hung open as much from her words and how she slowly, seductively said them as much as how her lips teased his dick as she spoke, and Holly could feel the heat where she knelt. She felt like she was on fire. Mostly because she meant every single word. She wanted her own son's dick more than she wanted her husband's and was definitely enjoying the size and feel of it more! She could barely keep her mouth off the thing.

"Mmmm, let me show you..." She said softly, licking the very tip tentatively, "...how much I want you to fuck me..." She continued, swirling her tongue around the very end of his cock before smiling and then pushing forward, sinking four inches of his hard cock deep into her hot, wet mouth.

"Mmmmmmph!" She moaned loudly around her mouthful of cock as she felt the fat head press against the back of her throat once more before she slid almost completely from the end, her tongue flickering wildly as she sank back down.

Setting up a rhythm the hot mother slowly bobbed her head up and down the nine inch length of her son's cock, taking half of it deep in her mouth as her hand squeezed and jacked the other half in a tight fist. Keeping her eyes on his as often as she could, between glancing down at his cock and occasionally squeezing them shut as she slammed the spongey tip against her throat anyway, Holly watched her son's face turn from one of wonder to one of agonised pleasure as she bobbed away happily.

Slurping and sucking, the room was filled with the wet noises as Holly sucked her son's dick determinedly. The only other sound to fill the room was Casey's deep moans of pleasure and occasional almost painful sounds as he drew breath sharply because of how good her mouth felt. Slamming her lips down to meet her fingers Holly's tongue warped and wrapped around every inch of Casey's cock in her mouth as she expertly worked her mouth on his dick. Her cheeks sucked in and out lewdly as her lips travelled up and down the veiny hard surface in a perfect, lustful 'O'.

Bobbing her head up and down his dick her hair gently swayed, caught beneath Casey's gripping fingers as he guided her up and down his long cock. Her large tits deeply heaved as Holly breathed heavily through her nose, rising and pushing up against her tight, low-cut dress top lusciously. Her legs, perfectly shown off by the short skirt of her dress, under her as she knelt worshipping her son's dick like the slut mother she was.

Finally, after sucking solidly on his cock for five minutes Holly pantingly pulled her mouth from his dick. Her hand continued to jack up and down furiously the entire wet length.

"Mmm, you like that?" She asked as she wiped saliva from her soft reddening lips.

"Fuck!" Was all Casey could breathe and Holly smiled.

"Never had a woman suck your cock like this?" She asked proudly.

"Never." Casey replied as he looked up at the ceiling before staring back down at her with wide, gleaming eyes. "Never as good as you."

Holly felt herself swell in pride as she attacked his cock again, swallowing the whole thing deeply until it pressed hard against her throat before sucking back up. Up and down, up and down she banged her head, wanting to give her son the best blowjob he had ever had, one he would never forget -- and not just because it was from his own mother!

After sucking furiously five or six more times Holly pulled back with a panted breath and smiled up at her son.

"Do you like having me on my knees in front of you?" She asked with reddening cheeks from how hard she had been sucking his cock. Her fist flew up and down his slick shaft before she once more returned her mouth to the top four inches, sucking furiously as she swirled her mouth and tongue around wildly as she bobbed her head up and down.

"Fuck, mom, yeah! This is the best position I've ever had you in!" Casey growled, barely able to get the words out as he squeezed his eyes shut and trembled underneath her ministrations. His hand gripped her hair tightly as he let out a deep grunt and breath before he drew another breath in almost painfully, "The only...ohh shit...fuck...oh fuck your mouth is good!...The ungh only better position will be, unghfff, when...ugh...when you're on your back with me drilling you from above. Your...agh...your legs wrapped around me as I fuck you better than dad ever has!"

Holly felt a thrill rush through her at that. Not just at the thought of having sex with her own son but also at how much better he would be than his father, and how confident he was about it. She hadn't thought about that before, even when she had seen the size of his dick. Oh she had known he was much bigger than his father but she hadn't even thought of how that would feel inside her and how much better he might be! The sudden realisation brought a surge of horny lust pulsing through Holly's body. Not only was he going to fuck her, and fuck her with a cock bigger than his father, he was probably going to fuck her better than his dad ever had! And she was going to love every inch of it! The naughtiness of that whole thing sent the horny mom's mind reeling and she sucked up and down his cock harder and faster.

"Ughhhoohhmmm!" Holly gurgled as she pulled her lips from his cock, her fist flying furiously up and down his hard shaft as she looked up at him with burning eyes, "Are you going to enjoy fucking me? Are you going to enjoy fucking your mom? Are you going to make me scream for you?"

Holly's lips latched back on to Casey's big dick immediately as she moaned at the idea of screaming for him as he fucked her senseless -- her own son! Back and forth, up and down, her head bobbed swiftly, sucking and licking like a woman possessed.

"Fuck yeah, mom!" Casey almost roared, his stomach tensing as Holly's warm, wet mouth worked his cock like a vacuum. "I'm...fuck...I'm going to fuck you without a condom and make you beg me to fuck you! You're going to scream my name and let me have sex with you again and again after tonight. You're going to beg me to cum inside you!"

Holly moaned loudly around her mouthful of cock at that and proceeded to slam her mouth down his cock, smacking her lips with her fist as she jacked up and down. Up and down, up and down, she slammed her lips forcefully, turned on ever more by what she was thinking and saying, and much more by the defiant determination and conviction in her son's voice at what he was going to do to her and how this was not going to be the only time he got his dick into her. It was all just so...so...HOT! FUCK!

Slobbering wildly on his dick Holly sucked and fucked her mouth as hard as she could in time with her flying fist.

"Ohhmmmpphhh! You're going to cum inside me? Oh that's so hot! Mmmph!" Holly panted as she quickly pulled her lips from his dick long enough to speak before devouring his cock again. "Are you going to do whatever you want to me, baby? Fuck me like your slut mom?"

"Yeah, mom!" Casey cried out emphatically, the look in his eyes seeming somewhat distant as pleasure roared through him from how good Holly's mouth felt. "You're ungh going to let your son get his dick in you, aghh, like I've got my cock in your mouth already! Unghffff! You're going to let your youngest son fuck you mom, and you're going to love every second of it! I'm going to grab your tits as I fuck you! Ungh! I'm going to kiss you. All while your pussy is wrapped around my naked cock, fucking you deep. And you're going to beg me to fuck you until I cum. And then...shit...then you're going to let me fuck you again and again, as many times as I want. You like that slut? Cheating on dad with your own son? Fuck! You're going to be my slut for the night!"

"Ohhhhhhmmmmmmmmpppphhhhh!!!" Holly moaned loudly around her mouthful of cock. The sound of her own son calling her his slut was just too intensely hot.

Holly's lips gripped Casey's cock like a vice, snugly fitting around the veiny, hard shaft like they were vacuum-sealed as they slid rapidly up and down his dick, her tongue like a whirlwind gone mad in her mouth, lashing out and wrapping around every inch of his hard cock deep in her mouth. Her fist flew like a blur, jacking up and down as she almost willed him to cum deep in her mouth. That thought only set the hot mother off even hotter as she banged the back of her throat with the head of his dick again and again as she sucked him off like a madwoman.

"I'm going to fuck you like I've always wanted to." Casey continued, running his hand through her hair before seizing a handful and pulling her back down on his dick, "Every dream I've ever had of you, every story I've ever written about you, I'm going to fuck you harder than all of them. You're going to beg me to fuck you from now on, not dad. And you're going to be my slut while Reilly and Kayden have no idea that I'm nailing you!"

Holly moaned again at that. The idea of being her son's fuck-slut...his cum-slut...was just too intensely erotic. She could barely keep her hand and tongue flashing in time with her mouth she was sucking so hard and fast.

Then Casey said something that almost made Holly freeze. Instead it made her suck even harder.

"Reilly and Kayden have always wanted to fuck you too, but I'm the only one who's going to get to nail you! They can just dream while I fuck your hot body!" He said as if teasing her some more but Holly felt a sudden shock and thrill pass through her.

All three of her sons found her attractive? They all had a thing for her? They all wanted to fuck her!? The sudden image of all three of them nailing her at the same time made Holly moan around her mouthful of dick and made the 38-year-old mother slam her mouth up and down Casey's shaft harder and faster. But the idea that Casey, her youngest son, would keep her to himself when his older brothers had a thing for her too...with how competitive the whole family was...that was just intense. That the younger sibling would get her, their mother, while the older who wanted her too didn't...fuck! That was just so naughtily hot.

"You don't want to fuck me all at once?" Holly asked breathlessly as she pulled her mouth from his dick, her fist jacking madly as she kissed up and down the shaft adding, "You want them to be stuck imagining me while you get me however you want, whenever you want, Casey?"

"Yeah, they can dream while I fuck you. They got this weekend away, and Cristina. And I got you. So you're all mine, mom. I'm the only one who's going to give it to your hot ass. You're my slutty mom." Her son replied intently, gasping for breath and grunting between words as Holly rapidly swirled her tongue around his thick head as she sucked on it as hard as she could.

Breaking the blowjob Holly leaned back working her jaw as she smiled up at him, her eyes literally on fire.

"You're the only one who gets to see me naked and fuck me." She agreed, feeling a lascivious bolt of lightning rush through her straight into her churning pussy. Fuck, what was she agreeing to!? All Holly knew was that she meant it...and it turned her on like fucking fire! Sweetly looking up at her son Holly continued to pummel his cock as she wiped her lips with her free hand and added sexily, "But only if I swallow all of your cum first. Right? Are you going to make your mother swallow your cum, Casey?"

The fire Holly felt inside her at her words was matched in the look her son gave her as he stared down at her. Obviously he hadn't thought that far ahead, beyond getting his dick in her mouth of course, and now the prospect of not only cumming in his mother's mouth but watching her swallow his fat load almost seemed to overwhelm the eighteen-year-old. For a moment he stood there dumbfounded and gazing down at her with an increasingly red face before he finally came to himself and grinned like the cat who had gotten the cream.

"Fuck, mom, you're so hot!" He finally breathed, his voice shaking with utter lust as he stroked down her cheek and jaw, adding, "You're fucking right. You're going to take every last drop of my cum in your mouth and you're going to swallow all of it like a good girl. You're going to taste your son's cum and you're going to drink it, like the good slut you are. You're always going to remember swallowing your son's cum from now on, and I'm going to remember cumming down your throat. You'd best not miss a drop, mom."

"Mmmmm, I won't!" Holly replied eagerly, "I can't wait!"

Casey grinned smugly as Holly moved her lips back over his dick.

"Tell me what you want me to do, Casey." She said expectantly as she looked up through her eyelashes at him.

"Suck my dick, mom." Her son replied powerfully and Holly shivered in lust.

"Mmmm, you want me to suck your dick like I'm your slut?" She asked almost beggingly, feeling a rush of illicit pleasure pulse through her like a head rush of blood. Fuck she felt so giddy she was so turned on!

Casey could only manage to nod as he cleared his throat he hungered for her that much. Smiling sexily Holly needed no more encouragement as she gently placed her lips over his cock and sucked four inches of his solid shaft into her mouth. This time, however, keeping her eyes locked on his she only held herself still as she slid her hand around his cock down further around the base.

Breathing in through her nose Holly relaxed her throat and gently pushed forward feeling the increasingly erotic pressure of Casey's cock pushing against her throat. Finally, as she relaxed again, Holly felt the thick head push into her throat. Delicately she held herself still as she squeezed her throat around the sensitive tip, trying her best to grin around her mouthful of cock at the expression of pure wonder and lust on her son's face as he felt the tight wetness around his cock head, before she slipped her mouth back and let the fat head pop back into her mouth.

Humming around her mouthful of cock Holly kept her eyes on her son's as she once more pushed forward, this time taking the tip of his cock into her throat a little easier and pushing another inch down her tight orifice. Once more she came back up for air almost immediately but quickly sank back down on the two inches, adding a third as she slowly worked her way down the thick length of his shaft. Three more tries and Holly's lips hit the base of Casey's cock and she stared up at him with five inches rammed down her throat and her eyes watering as she gagged and gurgled and glurked around the thick shaft.

Finally she couldn't hold her breath any longer and slipped her lips back up the entire length, panting heavily as she pulled her mouth from his soaked shaft.

"Mmm, I've never had that much cock down my throat before. That was a challenge!" She said proudly as she beamed up at Casey like she had just won a marathon or something.

"FUCK!" Was all Casey could stammer out at first as he heaved and swayed where he stood, clearly on the edge of blowing his load all over her face. "Fuck, dad's missing out!"

Holly smirked at the playful way Casey one-upped his father while at the same time complimenting her.

"I take it you liked having your dick down my throat?" Holly asked playfully, already knowing the answer full well.

"Fuck, yes!" Casey replied emphatically and Holly laughed softly, a sweet melodious sound amid all of the sucking and wet noises that had filled the room till then.

"Then you're going to love fucking my throat." She teased, and when she saw the way that her son goggled at her she added, "I am your slut after all, Casey."

Staring down at her with tired wonder Holly's son clenched and relaxed, then clenched again, the hand in her hair as Holly, with a sexy laugh, moved her mouth back to the tip of his cock.

"Remember what it looked like when you fucked your mom's face, baby. You can write a better story now." She teased before once more devouring the end of his cock in her warm, wet crevice.

Once, twice, three times she jacked her fist up and down, her lips meeting her fingers each time as she sucked hard, tongue swirling maddeningly, before Holly slid her fingers down to the base, just holding his cock steady, and slammed her mouth down on all nine inches of his cock.

Five inches of rock solid dick shoved down her throat in one swift, slick move and Holly's lips sank all the way down to the base of Casey's dick. Only this time Holly didn't hold still. Instead the moment her mouth reached the end of his cock Holly pulled almost all the way off, sliding all five inches from her throat and almost all four remaining inches from her mouth until just the fat head stayed in her mouth. Flicking her tongue like she was whipping the sensitive tip Holly sucked hard and swirled her mouth around before once more slamming down all nine inches of her son's cock.

Over and over the beautiful brunette mother fucked her mouth, her face, and her throat on her son's dick, pounding nine inches deep into her throat before pulling almost all the way off only to slam her face down the entire length again. Again and again she pumped her face up and down his dick, her eyes watering but locked on his as he gazed down at her stupefied, quicker and quicker until after a few slams Holly was pounding her mouth up and down his cock wildly, fucking her face on his dick fast and hard.

"Aggghhhhhh fuuuuucccckkk mom!" Casey cried out loudly, throwing his head back as his hand, joined by his other, tensed in her hair and he thrust his hips forward in time with her sucking until the two were in perfect unison. "FUCK! Suck my dick! YES!"

Holly was spurred on by his words, feeling a rush pass through her. Settling both of her hands on his hips to steady herself the beautiful mother fucked her throat up and down her son's cock like a mad woman. Again and again. Bobbing her head up and down all nine inches. Flicking her eyes from his to watch as all nine inches sank between her lips, filled her throat, and fucked deeper than she had ever taken a cock ever before.

"Mmmmmmmpphhhh!" Holly moaned as best she could around a repeated throatful of cock.

Her eyes quickly began to water from the thorough pounding she was giving herself, and that Casey was giving to her as he thrust his hips back and forth, driving his hard shaft deep down her tight, hot throat.

SLURP SLUCK GURGLE GLUCK GAG

The room was filled with the slick wet noises and moans as Holly fucked her throat on Casey's dick, gagging and gurgling as she coughed up saliva and struggled to breathe while relentlessly pounding her mouth up and down all nine solid inches of his wrist-thick cock.

Finally the hot wife pulled her mouth from his cock, gasping and wheezing for breath, but this time she didn't stop. Licking up and down the soaked shaft Holly caressed the sensitive tip with her tongue as she smiled up at her son.

"You like the feel of mommy's throat?" She asked breathlessly as her tongue slid up his shaft to circle around the fat head.

"Fuck, mom, I've never felt anything like it!" Casey replied just as breathlessly, almost doubling over as his entire cock felt like one long tingling mess of pure about to cum-ness.

"That's how tight my pussy's going to feel around your big cock when you spear me with it." Holly teased before once more swallowing every inch of his dick again, slamming her face all the way down his rod.

"FUCK!" Casey yelled at the ceiling before grunting and grabbing her head tightly in his hands.

Once, twice, three more times Holly slammed her face up and down his dick before again she pulled her mouth free. Her cheeks flame-red from effort and her lips wet and puffed.

"Do you want me to stop?" Holly asked in almost a horny growl as she once more pumped her fist up his glistening shaft.

"NO! Never!" Casey answered desperately and Holly smiled wickedly.

"Good, 'cause I'm never going to stop sucking your dick, Casey. I'm going to suck your dick every day from now on. You like that?" She asked hotly, and then without waiting for an answer added, "Fuck, I love your big dick!"

Once more Holly rammed all nine inches into her mouth and down her throat, fucking her mouth and throat ruthlessly. Casey threw back his head in barely contained pleasure as he was wracked with intense feelings that almost made him blow his load right then. But Holly didn't hold back. Slamming her face up and down her head bobbed back and forth madly. Her hair swayed in time with her relentless cocksucking and her large tits jumped and jiggled wondrously in their tight confines, threatening to jump free as she fucked her face madly.

"Fuck, mom! Your mouth is so hot! Ah shit! Fuck! Yeah, suck my dick, mom! Fuck!" Casey cried out as loud as he could, spurring Holly on to slam her mouth up and down his dick even harder and faster.

"Ah yeah, that's it baby. Fuck my throat! Fuck my mouth! Make me your slut, Casey! MMmmmmmmphhh!!" Holly panted as she pulled her mouth from his dick long enough to speak before slamming back down, swallowing all nine inches once again! "Mmmmmmppphhh! MMmmmmmph! Mmmmmmpphhhh!"

And so Casey did just that, ramming his hips forward every time that Holly slammed her mouth down his dick, driving every inch of his cock into her mouth and down her throat much to both of the illicit pair's delight. And the room continued to be filled with the wet, glucking gagging noises as hot mother gave the world's best blowjob to her youngest son, fucking her mouth like he was soon going to fuck her pussy.

But Casey was nowhere near finished with his mother's mouth and throat yet. And so he continued to bang away as Holly began to moan louder in anticipation for what she knew was cumming.

Casey couldn't believe what was happening. What he could see before him. His night had turned out from the shittest ever, with the girl he liked making out with his own brother!, to this; the most dick-hardening, hot as hell night ever!

Staring down at his own beautiful, big titted mother Casey watched in awe as Holly slammed her mouth up and down his hard cock, her mouth a perfect 'O' as she sucked his dick between her lips, flashed her tongue over his thick shaft, and filled her throat, again and again. Her lips were wet and slippery yet stuck fast around his solid rod, gripping like she was scared he was going to take his cock away if she didn't. Her tongue flew and danced expertly until Casey was amazed she could keep up with how fast her head bobbed back and forth. She was giving not only the most incredible blowjob in the world, but the most energetic! His mother! His own mother was sucking his dick!

And fuck did she look hot doing it! Her long, beautifully dark brown hair fell lusciously around her gorgeous face, held tightly in his hand as he helped guide her up and down his cock, while her firm tits stood proudly in the tight confines of her dress that showed her cleavage off to perfection as she knelt before him. Fuck, even the way that the skirt of her dress curled up around her thighs as she knelt down showed her legs off perfectly. She looked stunning! All while she sucked his dick. His own mother!

Grunting and groaning Casey flexed his hands in Holly's hair as he pulled her face back down onto his dick, slamming his thick cock deep into her throat and making his mother gag sexily before letting her pull her head back to wind her tongue around the thick head of his big dick like a mad woman. Lashing and thrashing all around the sensitive tip wildly. Casey couldn't believe how hot and wet his mother's mouth was! And with how hard she sucked she felt tighter than any other woman he had fucked before. Fuck, but her cheeks kept hollowing out to reveal his dick between her lips she sucked so hard!

Casey could barely stand his knees buckled and shook so hard. Fuck she was good at this! She knew exactly how to manipulate his cock like she had done this before.

"Fuck, mom! Suck my dick! Fuck! Yeah, you're so fucking good at this!" Casey growled tightly, his hand making a fist in Holly's hair as he squeezed his eyes shut momentarily.

Holly moaned softly around her mouthful of dick and continued to bang her head up and down the fat shaft, slurping and gagging along the way.

"Fuck! That's right. Ngh, suck your son's cock. Like a good little slut!" Casey half-breathed and half-tightly squeezed out as Holly's throat wrapped around his tight cock and squeezed hard.

"Mmmmmmmph!" Holly moaned loudly, erotically swirling her tongue and head as she slurped her way all the way up the nine inch rod. "Mmm, is this what you've always wanted, Casey. Your mother sucking your big cock?"

"Fuck!" Casey swore, running his hands through his mother's hair almost tenderly as she went right back to slamming her mouth and throat on his dick. "I've always imagined you like this, mom. Fuck. I've always wanted you to be on your knees sucking my dick. And now you are! Fuck!"

"Ohhhmmmmmphh!" Holly purred as she slid her lips all the way up the long shaft and began sucking happily on the fat tip, her tongue rolling around madly as she swished and circled around the sensitive head, "And now, mmmmph, you have me on my knees in front of you, ohhmmmph, is it all you imagined? Mmmmmphhh!"

Casey rolled back his head and let out a loud grunting sigh as pleasure shot through every nerve in his body from his tingling dick. Fuck she was good at this.

"Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck! So much better! Oh fuck, mom. You're so much better at sucking my dick than I ever thought you'd be. Nnnnnghh! You're like a pro, shit!" He replied tightly, his voice seizing up as Holly sucked harder on his dick before slipping five inches down her throat again, leaving Casey goggling in pleasure.

Holly made a pleased sound as she hummed around her mouthful of dick then went right back to sucking, her lips slamming down around the base of Casey's cock and sliding almost all the way off again and again.

"Fuck...you're going to make me cum if you keep doing that!" Casey groaned and Holly sank all of his dick into her mouth, moaning sluttily as she swallowed every inch.

"Mmmmph! I want your cum!" She purred hornily as she slipped her lips from his dick long enough to lick all the way around before slamming her mouth back down the entire length. "Come on, Casey, give your mother all of your hot cum. Shoot it into my mouth, baby! I want your cum down my throat."

"Aghh, shit!" He croaked, barely able to do more than grunt as Holly fed his cock down her tight throat once more and stared up at him playfully while bobbing her head up and down.

Without waiting any further Casey watched in awe as his mother slid her lips sensually almost off his cock before slamming her mouth all the way back down, then speedily sucking all the way back up before filling her throat again. Over and over the hot mother fucked her face on Casey's dick, her tight throat squeezing his cock perfectly with every inch that pushed down her vice-like orifice. Her hair swung back and forth, sometimes obscuring the dick-hardening view down the top of her dress. And the room was filled with the wet schluck-schluck-schlucking like a dirty porn film on maximum volume.

Over and over, again and again Holly fucked her mouth on Casey's big dick, until suddenly she pulled back, gasping hard for breath as she stared with bright, gleaming eyes up at him with pure passionate playfulness.

"I love the way your cock feels in my mouth, baby." Holly purred sexily as she licked her lips and rubbed the well-sucked head against her mouth. "Every time I kiss your father I'm going to remember having your dick in my mouth, stretching my throat, and filling me up."

Stroking her hair Casey grinned down at his mother breathlessly.

"You're going to have to kiss him knowing you've sucked a dick better than his." He replied breathily, his cock tingling as his mother rubbed it over her soft, wet lips.

"I'm going to remember looking up into your face, my son's face, while I had your cock in my mouth. Mmmmmm." Holly retorted and Casey felt his dick tense. He ran a hand down her soft cheek and back up into her hair tenderly as he stared down at her.

"It's a shame dad can't see this. Because I love what I'm seeing!" Casey replied, his eyes gorging on the view down her dress top as he grinned down at her.

Holly smiled naughtily in return and arched her back slightly, giving Casey the perfect view down the top of her dress. Her cleavage looked ready to pop the tight dress at the seams!

"You really shouldn't be staring at your mom's tits," She teased erotically, her eyes glinting in the light as her smile curved lusciously, "Even if I am sucking your dick right now."

Feeling his dick harden in her jacking hand, Casey pushed his cock against her mouth.

"I can't help it, mom. You've got the most fantastic tits. Fuck!" He exclaimed honestly. Holly preened in pride at the compliment, arching her back a little more for him in pleasure. "I've always wanted to see your tits. They look so good right now!"

Slurping on just the head of his cock Holly pressed his thick cock against her lips once more before sliding her hand away from his thick shaft. Keeping her eyes on his she reached down to cinch her slender waist, holding it so that she arched herself just perfectly so that her tits pressed firmly against her dress top, almost threatening to pop out.

"Mmmm, you get to see and feel them all you want tonight, baby. They're all yours." Holly mewed sexily, her voice as playful as the look in her eyes, "So enjoy what you see, Casey. You get to play with them all night. My tits in your hands..." She breathed, sighing erotically as she sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth momentarily, her tongue lashing and swirling around the fat head before she sexily opened her mouth and let it slip out, "...You can fuck my tits if you'd like. Suck on them and bite them. Like only your father should. Watch them bounce as you fuck me. Are you going to enjoy that? Watching my tits bounce as you fuck me, Casey?"

Casey could barely hold back. His fingers tensed and relaxed in his mother's hair as he desperately fought not to pull her head down onto his dick. But oh how he fucking wanted to! But he was enjoying every last flirtatious word coming out of his mother's mouth to stop her now. Fuck his dick was so hard!

"Is that what you want, baby? To watch my tits bounce around as you give me your big dick? Mmmm. Do you want to watch mommy's tits bounce up and down?" She asked sexily as she started to run her hands across her flat stomach, her lips slapping against his cock with every word as it rested against her mouth. "Do you love your mom's tits and want to see them? Ohhmmmphhh...Do you want to see them while I suck your cock? Is that what you want?"

With every word Holly's voice grew sluttier and sluttier until her words burned and dripped with sexiness as much as her gaze. Finally, with the last words Holly's hands slid up to cup her large tits, holding them up like her bra as she squeezed firmly, pushing the soft but firm flesh up and almost out of the top of her dress as she played with them with deep, hard squeezes.

"Do you like what you see? Do you like seeing me playing with my tits while I'm on my knees in front of you?" Holly asked dirtily before smiling lushly, "Do you want to see me play with my tits while I suck your cock, Casey? Is that what you want? You want to see me squeeze my tits while I fuck my mouth on your big dick?"

Not waiting for a response Holly, tongue first, slipped her lips over the head of his dick and sucked hard while her fingers sank into her luscious tits. Swirling her tongue and mouth around his hardness Holly knelt straight as she gently began bobbing her head up and down his cock, all the while her hands circled her large breasts and squeezed hard, pushing the soft but firm flesh up and almost out of her dress as she mashed the two globes together and squeezed until her fingers sank into the soft flesh an inch or two.

Casey only watched with amazement and intense pleasure. Fuck he had dreamed of her tits for so long! But seeing her play with her own tits in front of him, as her mouth slid up and down his dick between long, hard, deep sucks, fuck! FUCK! Casey could barely contain himself. His dick was like a fireworks' show of pleasure as electricity shot throughout him and straight to his stirring balls. Fuck he was going to drown her in cum at any second!

"Fuuu...ffff..." Was all Casey could manage to stammer out as he shuddered his breathing and barely managed to breathe at all.

Holly just kept her eyes on him as she slowly picked up her pace, her head bobbing faster and faster as she used her tongue to control his dick in her mouth. Casey's grip in her hair tightened and loosened every time his enormous rod hit the back of her throat until his fingers gripped hard as he watched her caress her large tits while staring up at him over her lewdly stretched lips.

Back and forth, up and down, Holly gently bobbed her head faster and faster until she clearly became confident in fucking her face on his dick without her hand to steady it. Finally, with a curve to her oval lips as she smiled sexily, Holly gently fed his cock into her throat again, speeding up as she became comfortable bobbing back and forth with no hands, until she was once more fucking her mouth and throat relentlessly on his dick as her hands gripped her tits and squeezed playfully.

"Mmmmmmmmmph!" The beautiful mother moaned around her cock as she rolled her eyes in pleasure and Casey just stared down at her wide-eyed and unable to move.

Fuck he was getting close! Just watching her play with herself while she deep-throated his cock was fucking intense! Fuck! He could barely even breathe!

Moaning softly at first Holly groaned louder and more emphatic, almost as if he were fucking her right then and there, as her hands flew on her chest. Squeezing, pushing, holding, bouncing in her hands, outlining her tits, Holly played with her tits and stared up into Casey's face as she sucked madly on his dick, revelling in the tight, choked look on her son's face. And Casey could barely hold back. His face grimaced and held tight, almost frozen in place as pleasure surged along his dick from his mother's ministrations, from knowing she was his mother, from seeing her pretty face lewdly filled with his big dick, from knowing who was sucking his dick, and from watching her lustfully massage and grope herself as she bobbed her head up and down his nine inch shaft. Fuck!

Casey's balls stung and stirred, boiling on the point of emptying down his mother's throat and all the eighteen-year-old could do was gape and stare fixedly at his mother, his mouth half open as he growled and groaned incomprehensibly.

And then, then Holly slid her hands up to her head, without breaking her stride as she slammed her mouth up and down his dick, and took hold of his hands. Keeping her eyes locked on his the beautiful mother gently slid his hands down her slender neck and onto her shoulders, before pulling them down the top of her chest until...oh god...until Casey felt his hands slip over his mother's breasts and cup them!

Holding the swelling globes in his hands finally Casey's knees almost buckled, especially as Holly bounced her tits up and down in his hands before squeezing his fingers into the soft but oh so fucking firm flesh. Fuck! Casey almost came. His knees shuddered and his whole body quivered as he struggled to hold on to the edge he was on. Fuck!

The feel of his mother's tits was like everything he had dreamt of and more. They were soft, squeezable, malleable, but so firm and buoyant. They were perfect. They moulded in his fingers and bounced in his hands, and fuck but did he grope her like he had always wanted. Squeezing and massaging thoroughly, Casey's mouth fell open the rest of the way as he looked down at his mother as she let his hands go so that he was feeling her tits all by himself, putting her hands behind her back sexily, as she bobbed her head up and down his dick. Fuck. Her tits were incredible!

"Fuck! Mom!" Was all Csaey could stammer out as his hands reached down to cup and play with her tits through her dress, while Holly fed her mouth with his dick, sliding the long hard shaft down her throat which puffed her tits out into his hands.

"Mmmmmph! Do you like that, baby? Do you like mommy's tits?" Holly asked with panting breathlessness as she slipped her mouth from his dick long enough to speak, "Do you like playing with mommy's tits while I suck your dick?"

Her mouth slipped back on to his dick in an instant and all Casey could do was groan.

"Ah fuck! Fuck, mom, your tits are incredible! Fuck! Agh, suck my dick! Ungh, yeah, this is what you've always wanted your son to do to you, isn't it, mom? You've always wanted me to play with your tits while you suck my dick! Haven't you?" Casey asked hornily and Holly moaned around her mouthful of cock.

"Mmmmmph!" She moaned lustfully, swirling her tongue around his dick as she reached up to hold her hair in a ponytail while bobbing back and forth. "I've always wanted you to fuck me, Casey. Ummmm, not your brothers, just you. Ohhhmmmph! That's mmmmm that's why I wore my bikini around you yesterday and let you massage me. Ohh mmmmm, I saw your big dick and I wanted you to fuck me with it. I've wanted you to fuck me all day! When we danced I wanted you to bend me over and fuck me. Ohhmmmph! And when I came through in just a towel into your room this morning I wanted you to rip it off and fuck me against your door! Mmmmmm!"

With the last word Holly hungrily devoured his cock again like she was starving to death! And Casey groaned loudly at the voicing of his own thoughts. Fuck but he had wanted to nail his mother all day. She had looked so sexy leaning as she had against his doorframe, with her arms up and her back slender and sexy. He had wanted to pull her towel off and ram her full of his dick. Now knowing that he could have only made the horny eighteen-year-old even hotter. He thrust his cock between his mother's lips and down her throat again and again in time with her mad cocksucking as pleasure raged through him.

"Ohhhhmmmmpphhh! I wish you would have grabbed my tits before now. Ohhh mmmmmm, like when you mmmmm massaged me yesterday! Ohhmmmmph! I mmm would have let you fuck me right next to the pool if you had!" Holly murmured between hot cock sucking as Casey's hands continued to squeeze and massage her tits.

The whole feel and sight was just so intense that Casey could barely hold back. He was so close. He really was about to cum down his own mother's throat! Fuck! The feel of her tits in his hands and the sight of her kneeling there letting him play with her body, all while sucking his dick, was just too much. Fuck. He was so close! So fucking close!

For the next few minutes all Casey could do was stare wantonly down at his mother as she bobbed her head up and down and let him feel her tits. Casey squeezed and pushed the soft but firm flesh wildly in his hands, forcing the supple pair almost from the top of her dress as he groped and mauled her chest like he had never felt a pair of tits in his life. Fuck but he had never felt any as good as his mother's! That was for sure. Holly slammed her mouth up and down his dick, reaching up to grab hold of his hips again to steady herself while arching her back to push her tits into his waiting hands.

Finally Casey could take no more and reluctantly let go of his probing grip and grabbed hold of the sides of Holly's head.

"Fuck...mom, if you want to be a slut I'll treat you like a slut!" He growled before pulling his cock almost all the way out of his mother's mouth and then slamming every inch back in, deep down her throat.

Again and again Casey almost withdrew his dick from between his mother's lips before slamming all the way down her throat, fucking her face, literally.

Holly could do nothing but hold on, and so that is what she did. Gripping to his hips tightly the beautiful mother held perfectly still as her son fucked her mouth and throat ruthlessly. Ramming his entire thick nine inch dick down her throat, filling her mouth and stretching her lips wide in a lewd 'O' around the base of his cock. Over and over Casey fucked Holly's mouth, pounding her like he was fucking her with all he could on the bed, causing her tits to jump and fly within their tight confines, her hair to swing and mess up, her tongue to lash and slash as she tried to wildly keep up. Holly just breathed through her nose as she could while holding on for dear life as her son literally fucked her face with abandon.

"Ah fuck yeah! Your throat is mine, mom!" Casey roared triumphantly as he pistoned his stiff rod in and out of her throat like a mad man. "Your mouth belongs on my dick from now on!"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmppppphhhhh!" Holly moaned sloppily around her mouthful of hard cock, too unable to do more even as she was too turned on to say anything at the same time anyway.

"Every time you see dad you're going to remember having your throat fucked by me!" Casey growled, too turned on to do more other than groan. Fuck he was close! That was why he continued to relentlessly pound Holly's mouth like he was fucking her pussy for all it was worth.

Holly just moaned lewdly, rolling her eyes at how hot that thought was. Fuck, she was never going to forget one second of having sex with her son. And she was going to relive every moment of it the next time she saw his father! She knew that already. And that was fucking hot.

"Every time someone asks how your son is you're going to remember me fucking your mouth like this!" He continued almost angrily, at least that was how intense he sounded because of how turned on he was. "You're going to remember what an incestuous slut you are!"

Holly moaned even louder at that, too turned on by everything he was saying to do more. Fuck she was a slut. And Casey loved it!

"Every time we have dinner around the table you're going to remember me fucking your brains out, while we're with the others!" Casey went on, and Holly's eyes fluttered in pleasure; what he was saying was so true! "I'm going to have to fuck you on that table too, and over the kitchen counters, just so you remember more vividly!"

Holly's fingers dug a death grip into Casey's hips at that and she managed to pull her mouth from his cock long enough to moan loudly in a seductive whimper.

"Are you going to fuck me in there while everyone else is in the lounge?" She managed to ask before Casey stuffed her mouth and throat full of his dick again.

"Fuck yes!" Casey shouted out, almost on the edge of cumming at the idea! "You're just going to have to try to keep quiet so no one hears you."

Holly moaned again at that, muffled from how full her mouth and throat was.

"Ah fuck! Fuck! You...ungh...you like taking that dick, do you?" Casey asked wickedly as he continued to give it to her relentlessly.

"Mmpph mmmmphh mmmphh!" Was all Holly could mumble in reply but that seemed to be exactly what her son had in mind as he grinned down at her.

"You shouldn't speak with your mouth full, mom. You always say that!" He teased before adding a little harsher, "Now take that cock, like the hot slut you are."

Again and again Casey slammed his dick in and out of her mouth, filling her throat and fucking her powerfully. Holly held on as best she could as saliva bubbled up from her mouth and dripped down her chin onto her cleavage, the wet schlucking and slapping noises filling the room as thick cock speared passed stretched lips and plied nine inches deep into Holly's mouth and throat.

Faster and harder Casey fucked his mother's beautiful face, making up for all those times he had dreamt of this moment and never thought it was going to come true. Over and over his dick ploughed in and out of her mouth wetly until with every stroke the eighteen-year-old began to struggle to breathe he felt so good. Finally, as he hung on the very edge of blasting his mother's tonsils with his cum Casey loudly shouted out as he slammed his cock all the way down his mother's throat and held himself deep within her mouth, gaping and gasping for air with how hard his dick tingled all over.

"Fuck!" He cried out passionately, "You're so fucking hot!"

Holly could only kneel there and gag as Casey held his cock down her throat, filling her mouth to bursting so that her jaw ached, and stare up at him lost in lust. Breathing wildly through her flaring nose the beautiful brunette mother tried her best not to choke as she held herself perfectly still and massaged Casey's enormous rod with her throat muscles.

Staring down at her with his own watering eyes, Casey drank in the beautiful sight of his mother on her knees, her half-uncovered tits heaving in the tight, low-cut confines of her figure-defining dress, her lips wrapped tightly around the base of his dick as she swallowed all nine inches of his cock down her throat, her big beautiful brown eyes gleaming with unsaid lust and desire, fuck! The sight of his mother's mouth so full of his dick with his balls resting on her chin and her lips so lewdly splayed open like her pussy would be soon was just so hot that Casey felt his balls tingle and the thick head of his cock began to expand and contract periodically. He was going to cum. Fuck. He was actually going to cum down his mother's throat! And he was going to be able to watch all of it as he did.

Before he could do more than breathe a few times however Holly gagged loudly and gently began pushing herself back from his thighs. Casey gave in reluctantly and let his grip on her head slacken, allowing his mother to slide her lips back up his cock. Her fist took over where her lips left, gripping, squeezing, and pumping slowly, as Holly backed her head up, feeling Casey's dick pop out of her throat and then finally spilling out of her mouth with a fat string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of his cock.

Brushing her lips Holly breathed hard and smiled proudly up at her son.

"Did you like seeing me with your cock in my mouth?" She asked teasingly, her fist slowly massaging the soaking wet shaft in her hand.

"Fuck, mom, you look so fucking good with my dick between your lips." Casey replied with a weak grin, his whole body on the verge of collapse with how close he was.

"Does it make you want to cum knowing you've got your dick in my mouth, baby?" Holly asked playfully, smiling sexily as she rubbed his leg with her free hand and gently began teasing her lips with the tip of his dick again. Sliding it across her soft lips and all around their full features.

"Fuck yes!" Casey replied instantly and as emphatically as his weakening body would allow him too. Fuck she had sucked the life out of him! "Watching you swallow my dick is so fucking hot, mom. And how tight your throat is and how hot your mouth is! Fuck! I'm going to cum any minute now."

With her lips curving proudly Holly started drawing around the shape of her lips with Casey's dick before gently putting out her tongue and rolling the thick head over it.

"Do you like watching me do this?" She asked before she hornily began slapping her tongue with his hard dick. Opening her lips as if she were about to take his dick in her mouth. "Or this?" She added as she began slapping his cock between her open lips, rolling it around her opening before she began slapping her lips with his fat shaft.

"Fuck!" Was all Casey could manage to breathe out as he watched her play with his dick in front of her open mouth.

"Maybe you like watching your dick touch my tongue, baby. Is that it?" Holly asked as she slapped her tongue harder with his cock, making a loud smacking sound ring through the room. "Or do you like just watching it disappear between my lips?" She added as she oh-so-slowly, keeping her mouth as wide open as she could so that the fat head didn't quite touch the sides of her mouth, leaned forward so that two inches fit into her mouth for Casey to see.

Keeping her mouth from engulfing his cock Holly bobbed her head back and forth so that he could watch his dick slowly slide in and out of her mouth, running sexily over her tongue before she leaned back again with a sexy laugh.

"Mmmmm, I bet you just love watching your dick enter your mother's mouth, don't you, bad boy?" She asked naughtily, her fist pumping furiously up and down his cock.

"Mom...you're so fucking hot!" Casey breathed, barely able to keep himself from cumming. He was so close now and the taunting way that his mother was playing with his cock and showing off what she was doing as she sucked it...fuck...it almost made him lose it. He couldn't hold back much longer.

"You like that? You like seeing your mother on her knees in front of you, with you big dick right in front of my mouth? Pushing it between my lips? Fucking my throat? Do you like that, Casey? Do you like making your mother take your dick in her mouth?" Holly teased as her fist flew faster up and down his dick, jacking him off in front of her face as she knelt and looked up at him longingly.

"Yeah, mom. You look so beautiful and slutty. Like I always knew you were." Casey replied as he stroked down the side of her face, brushing her hair back into place.

"Is this how you've always imagined me? Like this or on my back with your dick in me?" She asked huskily as her fist pumped harder and faster, flying almost like a blur as she held his dick in front of her face.

"Fuck yes! God, so many times. You look even hotter in reality than I ever imagined you though. And your tits are even more incredible!" Casey answered, breathing heavier in shorter pants as Holly's fist jacked his cock expertly. The sight of her on her knees in front of him as she jacked him off in front of her face was just too hot. Fuck, he had wished for this very moment so many times! And now it was here it was just so much more intense than he had ever imagined! FUCK!

"So the reality of having your mom suck your cock is even better? Mmmm, just wait until you fuck me." As she spoke the last word Holly opened her mouth sexily, emphasising him fucking her as much as she playfully opened her mouth and aimed his cock right at it as she pumped furiously, almost like she was willing him to cum in her mouth right then. Fuck!

"Fuck, mom! Fuck!" Casey continuously chanted as he stared with flickering eyes at her smiling on her knees in front of him, almost daring him to cum in her mouth as she jacked his cock. Casey could feel himself swaying back and forth he was so close!

"Just cum for me, baby. Cum for me, and then you get to fuck mommy." Holly teased, breathing heavier and moaning softly as she continued to pound his dick in front of her face. "Come on, Casey. Cum for mommy. Cum all over my pretty face. In my mouth. Or..." Smiling with a wicked playfulness Holly aimed Casey's cock for her cleavage and added, "...Cum on mommy's tits. I'll rub it in and lick it off if you do."

Casey could barely stand up at this point and he couldn't form words even if he had wanted to. His eyes kept flicking up into his head and his whole body tingled all over and was tensing from how close he was. His dick was a fireworks' show of electric pleasure surging through him. Fuck! She was just...she was just too much!

"I know you're close, baby. Let mommy have your cum." Holly teased playfully as she moved her lips ever so slightly closer to the tip of his dick. "I want it so bad, Casey. I want your cum so badly. Give me your cum, Casey. Shoot your cum down mommy's throat."

With the last words Holly slipped out her tongue and gently licked the underside, then around, of Casey's sensitive cock head before slipping her lips over the tip just enough to suck playfully.

"Come on, Casey. I'm sucking your cock. Like you've always wanted. Show me what you've always wanted to do to me, baby. Show me what you've always wanted to do to me with your cum. Mmmmmmm. I'm all yours." Holly playfully teased, enjoying the ever growing look of climax twisting Casey's face as she spoke and licked around his thick cock.

"Fuck, mom!" Casey groaned again for the thousandth time as his hand trailed down her face before reaching up into her hair and seizing a handful. "I'm going to give you it all, baby, are you ready?"

"Mmmmmmm!" Holly purred, "Give it to me."

With those final words Holly swallowed the tip of Casey's cock and began sucking hard and fast as she bobbed her head up and down the first four inches of his cock, her fist jacking the rest into her mouth as her tongue twirled and whirled manically, desperate to make him cum.

For his part Casey could only raggedly breathe in as pleasure surged throughout his body almost putting him on his own knees. Back and forth, up and down Holly's head bobbed up and down his dick, sucking and slurping and filling the room with wet cock-sucking noises that mixed with Casey's groans of pleasure.

SLURP SUCK SLURP SUCK SLURP SUCK

Over and over Holly twisted her head from side to side as she slurped up and down, her head bobbing back and forth like she was on a string. Her tongue flew as fast as her fist and her own soft moans mingled with Casey's groans and the lewd noises that filled the room.

"Mmmmphh, are you mmmmph going to remember me looking like this? Mmmmph! On my knees, in my dress, sucking your dick...mmmmph...with your cock sliding between my lips?" Holly asked between luscious slurps.

"Fuck! Yes! Filling your hot mouth with my dick? I'm going to see this every time I look at you, mom! Ugh! Especially when you're with dad!" Casey replied tightly, his abs tensing as his dick tingled all over and threatened to explode.

"Mmmmmph, I thought you'd remember me begging for your cock as you fucked me when I'm with your dad." Holly retorted with a lustful smile as she pulled her mouth from his dick long enough to tease the end with her tongue then diving right back to on to swallow half of it.

Casey relished the feel of her throat smacking against the head of his cock as she bobbed her head up and down his dick.

"Agh fuck! That too. I'm ugh always going to remember fucking you...nnnnghh...especially next time you tell me to clean my room! Agh shit! Fuck! But remembering you on your knees with your pretty face full of my dick? Fuck! I'm never going to forget this image!" He replied almost arrogantly and groaned loudly as Holly moaned and sucked harder on his dick, her hair flinging about as she quickly began to slam her mouth up and down his dick.

"Mmmmph! Then I better make sure you remember it well!" Holly teased before slamming her mouth up and down as hard and as fast as she could. Her tongue flew like her fist, swirling and hammering in time with each other before the gorgeous mother once more let go of her grip around his dick, and holding on to his leg again slammed all nine inches back down her throat.

"FUCK! Aghhhhhh shit! Fuck, mom! YES! Fuck! That's it! Ngghhh, fuck. Agh shit...suck my dick, mom! Fuck! Use your tongue like that. Fuck your mouth and throat with my cock, mom! Shit! Agh fuck, you're so fucking good at this!" Casey groaned loudly and Holly moaned energetically as she sucked and fucked her face harder and faster on his dick.

Slamming all the way up and down his cock Holly's lips almost flew from the fat head only to be wrapped around the base seconds later in a lewd, luscious 'O'. Gurgling and gagging she took every inch into her mouth and down her tight throat, sucking and slurping for all she was worth. Circling her tongue around the sensitive tip as she sucked so hard that she almost became light-headed.

Holly's tits jumped and bounced wildly in her dress matching her hair as she slammed her mouth up and down all nine inches of her son's dick, swallowing and sucking like a mad woman. Moaning loudly Holly's humming whimpers mixed with her son's ever-louder groans and grunts as he felt the warm wetness of her mouth around his dick, and the tight squeezing of her throat, sending him over the edge again and again. Holly barely stopped to breathe as she panted through her nose and fucked her mouth so hard and fast that her head was like a blur.

And then...then Casey's hands began to tighten in her hair and his whole body began to spasm and tingle all over. Fuck...he was so close! He was so close! She was too good with her mouth...and her throat was too fucking sweet! He was going to...he was going to cum down his mother's throat! Fuck he was! This was really going to happen! He was about to cum and blast his mother's mouth with all of his sticky white seed! Fuck!

...Casey let out a loud yell.

"OOOOHHHHHHMMMMMPPPHHHHH!" Holly moaned loudly around her mouthful of cock as she pulled her mouth almost completely off her son's dick before slamming all the way back down that glorious rod.

Over and over the beautiful brunette fucked her face on her son's cock like the slut she was, relishing in how it felt so hard and long down her throat and filling her mouth. She knew he was close as well, from the way he was staggering and groaning, and the whole thing excited her more than anything she had ever felt. Casey was going to cum in her mouth! Her own son was about to shoot his cum down her throat and she couldn't wait! Fuck! If she had ever thought there was something wrong with what she was doing she was far beyond that now! Fuck! She couldn't wait to feel his cum shoot into her mouth and fill her stomach! That was, unless he pulled out and blasted her face and tits with it instead. Holly's stomach turned flips at both ideas and her pussy practically gushed she was so turned on!

"Aghhhh shit! Fuck! Mom! Fuck, mom! You're sucking my dick so fucking good! Yeah, that's it, suck my dick like a slut, mom! Fuck! Suck my dick better than you suck dad's! FUCK YES!" Casey cried out, his voice filled with desperation and need as his hand tightened in her hair pulling her ever on to his impaling dick. Fuck!

Holly felt a flutter rush through her at his words. She was sucking his dick better than she had ever sucked his father's! She had never sucked Chris' cock with such enthusiasm and excitement before. She had never been so excited for him to cum either. But here she was, on her knees with her son's dick in her mouth and down her throat in love with the idea of Casey filling her with his cum, or covering her...just anything so long as he came in or on her! And she was equally in love with his huge dick!

Fuck! She had never been such a cock-hungry slut for her husband's dick! Oh Chris had always satisfied her but he was not a patch on his son, and Holly was lost in the huge shaft. She never wanted it to leave her mouth or pussy! Fuck she couldn't wait to be fucked by this huge monster! She was going to scream so much! More than she ever had with Casey's father! Fuck that was so hot!

SLUCK GAG SLURP SUCK GLUCK

"I've never sucked your father's dick like this" Holly panted in purring horniness before ramming his cock between her lips again. She meant it honestly, but fuck was it hot saying it! "Mmmmmph! Mmmmmmmmph! I love sucking your dick so much more than your father's. Mmmmph!"

"Fuck, mom! YES! In that case...ughnn...you'll suck my dick more than his? Aggghhhh! Let me fuck you more than he does?" Casey asked hornily and Holly moaned erotically.

"Yes, baby. Mmmmphhh, you can fuck me more than your father! I'm all yours, Casey. I'm all yours to do with what you want!" Holly purred erotically in response, desperate for her son to cum but meaning every word.

Fuck! He could fuck her more than his father from now on! She would let him nail her when his father was home too! Anything he wanted so long as he gave her his glorious dick!

333 Boys Will Be Boys P6

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"Fuck...fuck...fuck!" Casey chanted, his eyes locked on hers but staring beyond her as his body began shaking. "I'm going to cum, mom. Keep sucking my dick. Shit! Fuck! FUCK!"

Hearing those words spurred Holly on even more and soon her head slammed up and down his dick like a whirlwind! Her tongue moved so fast that Holly couldn't even keep up with herself and her cheeks hollowed and blew out so fast and hard that Holly's head began to spin. Her throat was sore, as was her jaw, but she only fucked her mouth faster and harder on her son's dick.

Casey only groaned louder and wilder, matching Holly's own moans of pleasure and filling the room with an illicit chorus. For a few minutes the pair just continued to slam back and forth passionately, mother fucking her mouth on son's dick and son pounding his mother's mouth and throat with his huge cock, until finally Casey let out a deep grunt and began to buck his hips faster and more wildly, slamming his cock in and out of Holly's throat like a wild thing gone mad.

With a loud growl and ragged breaths Holly felt her son begin to tense and buck his cock between her lips raggedly and erratically and she knew what was coming. And oh fuck did she get giddy about it. Moaning loudly Holly bobbed her head manically eager to feel his hot seed, sucking like a mad woman.

"FUCK! FUCK MOM! YEAH! That's it...shit...keep sucking...don't stop...fuck...fuck...I'm going cum soon...shit...fuck your mouth is so fucking good! You're so fucking good at sucking cock! Shit! I'm gonna cum soon, mom. Right in your mouth. Are you ready, mom? Fuck! Show me how much you want it! Show me how much you want your son's cum!" Casey began to chant at a higher and higher pitch, the desperation and climax clear in his voice as he spoke ever more frantically, until finally the fist in Holly's hair seized hard and pulled Holly painfully down onto his dick with each sucking slam.

"MMMMMPHH!! MMMMMMMMPHH!" Holly moaned, trying to pull her mouth from his dick long enough to tell him how desperately she wanted to taste his cum, but Casey's hands kept pulling her back down onto his dick. And so all Holly could do was bob her mouth up and down furiously and tingle all over with the excitement of what was about to happen.

"Ah shit! Here it comes, mom, fuck! Fuck, your about to get a mouthful! Unnghh!" Casey called out, and Holly shivered as she blew him as enthusiastically as she could, ravenously trying to suck the cum from his balls. Within seconds her son could barely hold back as he yelled out in a triumphant roar, "AHH! FUCK! FUCK I'M GONNA CUM, MOM! UGHHH! FUCK! Take all of my cum, you hot cheating slut!"

"MMMMPHHH!!!" Holly moaned eagerly before Casey suddenly tensed, and with a loud groan she felt the thick head of his cock expand.

A thrill of excitement rushed through Holly -- this was it, her own son was about to cum in her mouth! -- and Holly pulled back against her son's yanking hands. Holding her head still so that just the fat head and a couple of inches of Casey's cock was left in her mouth, Holly felt her son's hands tighten painfully in her hair. Grabbing the rest of his cock with her left hand, her shining wedding ring glinting in the light as it touched her son's cock rather than his father's, Holly jacked hard and fast as she stared up into Casey's contorting face and sucked as hard as she could.

With one loud, grunting growl, Casey yelled out loudly as suddenly his thick cock blasted a huge, thick rope of cum powerfully against the back of her throat, covering her tonsils and tongue in the hot, sticky seed before another, and then another erupted to splash against the inside of her cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppphhhhh!!" Holly moaned elatedly, rolling her eyes in illicit pleasure as she felt her son blast her hungry mouth with his cum. Fuck, this was it! Her own son was cumming in her mouth!

Again and again her Casey's dick erupted with huge thick wads of his hot cum, shooting over her tongue, coating the inside of her cheeks and throat, and filling her mouth as his big, heavy balls constricted over and over, until Holly's eyes widened. How much was he going to cum!? With no sign of ending, Holly's cheeks quickly bulged outwards as Casey filled her mouth with more and more of his potent seed until her lips, still tightly wrapped and clinging around his pulsing, hard cock, were going to burst.

And so, keeping her eyes locked on his, Holly swirled her tongue through the warm cum filling her mouth to dance around the spurting head before she began to loudly swallow.

GULP GULP GULP GULP GULP

The sexy sound filled the room, masking the ragged breaths through her nose, and Holly felt her pussy almost explode as she felt her own son's hot cum sliding thickly down her throat in huge, globbing wads to fill her belly.

The more she swallowed though, the more Casey pumped into her mouth, until with one big gulp that almost made her choke on his cum, Holly swallowed the entire load in her mouth. The feel of it thickly sliding into her belly as Casey blasted another huge load against her throat made Holly shake and almost cum herself. The thought that here she was, her fist pumping up and down her son's big dick as her lips gripped tightly around the thick shaft, her tongue lashing around the thick, erupting head, as he pumped her mouth full of his cum which she was eagerly swallowing, while he stood naked before her, their eyes locked, with the illicit sounds of the blowjob and Holly's drinking of his cum filling the room, all of that just added to how hot the gorgeous mother was feeling.

Fuck, but she was going to cum the moment Casey touched her naked body, let alone when he began fucking her! Holly was so glad that she was on her knees right then, because she doubted that her legs could have held her up!

GULP GULP GULP

"Aghhh, fuck that's it mom, swallow all of my cum! FUCK YES!" Casey growled a groan deeply down at her and Holly tried to smile around her mouthful of dick as she deliberately gulped another huge load down as loudly as she could.

Again and again Casey pumped her mouth full of his cum, and as fast as Holly swallowed, Casey exploded more into her mouth until even as she swallowed as fast as she could, and her stomach began to feel full, her mouth began to fill to bursting once more.

Fuck! How much could he cum!!?? Casey's father had never cum anywhere near this amount, even when they hadn't had sex for weeks! Casey must not have cum for months! But he couldn't have...not with him writing his stories like he had, surely! So how...

Holly's mind reeled as she sucked and swallowed as much of her son's hot, sticky seed as she could, until as her cheeks bulged again she knew she couldn't take anymore, and Casey's cock still pumped thick spurts into her already full mouth. There was only one thing the stunningly hot girlfriend could do.

Pulling his cock from her lips Holly stared straight up into Casey's eyes as she jacked his cock over her face, opening her already full mouth sexily. The first huge shot blasted across her smooth cheek and was followed by another thick rope shooting across her left eye. Another thick wad pumped onto her lips, threatening to overflow the pearly liquid that covered her tongue, throat, and teeth. Two more fat loads blasted across her forehead and her nose, followed by more across her lips and her other cheek until Holly thought she might drown in how much cum her son was shooting over her face. Finally, however, Casey's balls tensed only a few more times emptying his cum all over her beautiful face before only one fat pearly drop remained

Huge ropes lay sprayed over her mouth, on her soft well-fucked cock-sucking lips, coating them in a shining film of cum. More had sprayed onto her chin, some had drooled down her neck, while more dripped from her chin in huge globs onto her exposed cleavage, while still more lay across her nose, cheeks, forehead, eye, and even into her beautiful dark brown hair.

Holding all of the cum she still had in her mouth, Holly wrapped her lips once more around Casey's big dick and began sucking as hard as she could as she swirled her tongue around the thick head, scooping up the last pearly seed that dribbled from the end, before with a loud slurp she slid her lips back off and kept her mouth tightly closed, enjoying the feel of swirling her tongue through the mouthful of her son's hot, thick cum. The tongue that danced with his father's when she made out with him. She would always think of this moment whenever she kissed him now.

Completely spent Casey unsteadily stood before her with a huge satisfied, and completely exhausted, smile as Holly let her hand slide to the base of his still thick but slowly softening cock as she smiled back around her mouthful of cum. For a moment the gorgeous mother let her son just enjoy the sight of her, his own mother, the woman he had always wanted and had never been able to get, on her knees, her mouth obviously full of his cum, her soft, well-fucked lips glistening with his pearly seed, thick strands of his cum running down her chin and neck like a white river, a thick rope clinging to her cheek and her face a mess of his sticky white seed, smiling up at him rapturously after having sucked his dick within an inch of his life. Holly felt her pussy blazing at how she felt, and so letting go of Casey's dick she grabbed both of her tits and quickly began massaging them as Casey watched avidly, his spent dick twitching to life at the sight, as her tongue swam playfully through the mouthful of cum she held. Fuck, but she thought she would taste and feel Casey's cum sliding down her throat for the rest of her life now!

"Fuck! You look so hot!" Casey breathed appreciatively and Holly's smile broadened dirtily as she tilted her head back slightly and parted her sexy lips to show him her mouth full of his cum. Thick strands peeled between her teeth and cum-shining lips, and Holly swirled her tongue through the thick liquid. Her son's own satisfied smile grew wider and more smug at that. "Fuck"

Squeezing her tits hard Holly sealed her lips and swallowed volubly, relishing the hot feel of her son's cum sliding down her throat once more to fill her belly.

"Mmmmmm, I love the taste of your cum." Holly purred as she smiled up at her son and finally released her tits after one big squeeze. "You're going to have to give me more of that from now on."

"Any time you want it, mom." Casey replied with a mix of smugness and honesty that set Holly's stomach swirling. He meant that. Holly couldn't help but wonder just how often he could cum like that! The thought made her pussy tingle.

"Mmmm, I'll make sure to get some every day." Holly teased as she reached up to take a hold of Casey's cock once more and suck on the end, making sure she hadn't missed a drop.

Casey threw his head back as her tongue and lips sucked on his very sensitive head before she once more let go with a grin.

"I think you've messed me up." Holly joked, meaning her face, and Casey only took a moment to click as to what she meant before he grinned down at her.

"Well how about you use your dress. It's not like you're going to need it for the rest of the night." Casey smugly retorted and Holly gaped at him with playful amusement.

He was right, she wasn't going to need her dress for the rest of the night. But still! What a cocky bastard!

"Be that as it may, I'm wearing my dress at the moment and I'm not that flexible." She replied with a smile, "Now pass me something to wipe it off."

"You could always just rub it in." Casey replied conceitedly as he glanced around the room.

Holly gave him a playful longsuffering look at that.

"I doubt you'll want to kiss me if I've got cum on my lips." She retorted and Casey grinned as he nodded. He couldn't argue with that.

Holly was about to ask him again to give her something, his shirt or anything, when Casey finally moved to pick something up and then walked back over on unsteady legs to hand it to her. Holly took a double take when she realised that he had handed her her bikini top! The thing was barely big enough to hold her copious amounts of tits let alone to wipe off all the cum he had covered her with! But one look at the grinning face of her son and Holly knew that he had given it to her for a reason. Likely because of how hot he had thought she was in it and how her wiping his cum off with it now, and how it would have always had his cum on when she wore it again, was just too hot.

Holly couldn't disagree as she felt a rush pass through her at the thought before she began to wipe her face clean. Tossing the thin material aside after she had dabbed her face clear of all of his cum, Holly's eyes shot open as she saw Casey's dick half-hard in front of her again. She had expected it to take him half an hour or so before he would be 'up' for it again, especially after how hard he had just cum, but there he was standing half to attention already!

"It was hot watching you clean my cum off your face." Casey answered her unasked question as he noticed the wide-eyed look on her face as she stared at his dick. Holly's eyes shot up disbelievingly to stare at him at that. "Plus I know I'm going to get to fuck you now. I'd be up in a second for that."

Holly felt a thrill rush through her at that. He was so young and virile. Not only was he huge and came like a bucket of rain, but he was also almost hard again seconds after cumming harder than his father ever had! It was at that moment that Holly knew that her pussy was going to get wrecked by her son that night. And she couldn't wait.

"You really want me that badly?" She asked cheekily as she stood up and reached out to take a hold of Casey's cock again. The moment her fingers tentatively touched his semi-solid shaft his dick twitched more to life and Holly felt a tingle pulse down through to her pussy. Once he was hard this was it. She was going to have sex with her own son.

What she had already done, sucking his dick and letting him cum all over her, was hot enough, but she was actually about to let him get inside her, let him slide his big dick into her pussy without a condom, and he was going to fuck her as strongly as he had fucked her face and throat. Maybe more so. She was actually going to let him do it. Her own son! Fuck it was so deliriously hot!

"Nothing's going to stop me fucking you now, mom. I've wanted you for too long." Casey answered definitively and Holly felt her heart skip a beat. Not just at his words, but at how sure he was that it was going to happen. He didn't just think he would get to fuck her...her son knew he was about to.

As Holly felt her pussy tingle at the idea her son moved forward slightly and took a hold of her hips gently as he smiled down at her.

"Shall we get to it then?" Casey asked during the silence and Holly felt her stomach flip upside down at the same time that Casey's dick sprang to attention at his words and what they meant.

This was it. If there was ever any going back now was the point of no return.

Holly squeezed Casey's hard dick as she turned him towards the bed.

"Ok, Casey, let's have sex!" Holly replied as she pushed him backwards onto the bed.

Casey fell back and landed in the middle of the bed, but his eyes were all on her as he scooched over so that he lay with his head on his father's pillow and grinned up at Holly.

For her part Holly only felt a sting of lust in her pussy at where her son lay. He was pushing this competitive thing way too far. And she loved it. Not only was he going to have sex with her in the bed she shared with his father but he wanted to do her on his father's side as well. There was something hot and naughty about that that made Holly's pussy stir deliciously.

"Are you ready to have sex with your mom?" Holly asked hotly as she stood next to the bed and reached behind her to take hold of her dress' zip.

"Fuck, I've been ready for so long! Get your ass over here and let me fuck you." Her son replied hornily and Holly felt a head-lightening rush pulse through her until she thought she was drunk. Fuck she felt so heady and floaty!

"Patience. Patience." Holly warned playfully, "You've wanted this for so long you want to enjoy every second of it."

With those words the beautiful brunette mother peeled the zip down her slender back and reached up to take hold of the shoulders as she stared down at her son as he lay naked and expectant, with wide watchful eyes, on her bed. His dick straining harder than when she had sucked it.

"You want to see your mom naked." Holly teased as she slipped one shoulder off her body, "You want to see what I look like without any clothes on, don't you?" She added, slipping the other shoulder off and holding her dress up. "You want to see my tits?" She asked, barely a question as she gently began lowering the top of her dress.

Holly's blood felt like drugged fire as it pulsed through her body while she lightly pulled her dress down to the tops of the slopes of her breasts. Easing it down further she kept her eyes locked on Casey's who watched her with avid interest, his eyes glued to where her tits were about to be displayed for him in all their glory.

"You've always wanted to see me strip for you. So here I am, baby." Holly teased as she moved her hips as if dancing to some unheard music while continuing to lower her dress.

The moment that the thin garment peeled over her cleavage, revealing more and more of the succulent valley, Holly watched as Casey's dick twitched. But that was nothing compared to how it strained and turned a darker red with force as Holly pulled her dress down over her tits leaving her standing there with just her white lace bra covering her from her son's eyes. She continued to sway her hips as she let the dress gently slip from her waist as she pulled it down over her bare, flat stomach until finally she held it teasingly on her hips as she undulated sexily, teasing her matching lace underwear, before she let it drop to the floor.

Casey looked ready to jump on her from where he lay and Holly felt a thrill rush through her at the thought. This was it, she was almost naked in front of her own son. She was about to let him see her with nothing on and then ride his cock like a madwoman until he came a gallon inside her like he just had down her throat and over her face. She could barely stand straight as her knees wobbled in excited lust.

"Well, you're now seeing more of me than your brothers ever have. Or ever will. Do you like what you see, baby?" Holly asked with a small smile, already knowing the answer as she placed her hands on her hips sexily.

"We've all seen you in your bikini, so you'd better take more off for me to tell." Casey cheekily replied and Holly's smile deepened.

"You're right." She responded as she tangled her fingers in her underwear and deftly began to ease it down the top of her thighs, "But your brothers have never seen me like this."

Teasingly Holly slipped one side of her underwear down her thigh while holding the other up before shimmying the other side slowly down. Still covering her pussy Holly held her underwear just so before biting her bottom lip and looking straight into Casey's eyes.

"You've always wanted to see my pussy." She breathed hornily, "Now you can."

Blowing a kiss to her son Holly eased her underwear down, kicking it off her feet before standing straight up with her hands on her hips again, proudly almost naked in front of her own eighteen-year-old son.

Casey stared with absolute awe and desire, his cock pulsing so hard with blood and hardness that Holly could see the engorged rod bobbing back and forth it was so tense. Smiling playfully the beautiful mother reached up to put her thumbs beneath her bra straps, pulling them away from her shoulders and letting one slide down her arm as she placed one of her knees on the bed.

"You like what you see, Casey?" She asked seductively, "Is your big dick hard for mommy's pussy?"

"Yes!" Her son croaked out, barely managing to speak as he ogled her almost naked body.

"You want mommy to take her bra off?" She asked as she continued to play with the straps, climbing on to the bed so that she was kneeling next to him, naked from the waist down.

"Fuck, mom." Casey half-groaned, half-muttered as he swallowed hard. "Get naked for me."

With her lips curving sensuously Holly continued to rub her bra straps up and down and easing them over her shoulders before pulling them back up as she knelt beside his naked body.

Then with a deeper, dirtier smile, Holly spoke.

"I think..." She began as she lifted one of her legs over both of his, positioning herself directly over his straining cock, "...you don't want to see my tits as much as you want my pussy around your big cock, do you?" She asked, pulling her bra straps both down her arms and holding them there as she held herself just over his dick.

For a second all Casey could do was gape, his chest rising and falling in rapid deep breaths as hungry desire lapped him up inside and pulsed through him like a drug.

"I...I do!" He stammered, barely able to get the words out as he lay unmoving, stuck to the bed by his own lust as he watched the vision that was his mother tease him playfully.

"Mmmm, I'm not sure. I think you want your cock in me first." Holly teased as she let go of one of her bra straps and reached down between her legs to seize hold of her son's rigid rod, holding it steady beneath her as she knelt above him temptingly.

"Fuck!" Casey breathed and Holly's smile became illicitly naughty.

"I know I want your cock in me now." She teased, "Tell me, Casey, do you want your dick in your mom, or do you want to wait?"

Casey's mouth was as open as his wide eyes but then a creeping, lustful grin split his face as he placed his legs over her calves and thrust upward.

The thrust only just made the very tip of his cock brush against her naked pussy but it was enough for Holly to shudder lustfully and both breathe out a deep, shivering breath while feeling like she would never breathe again as electric fire rushed through her. That was it...her son's dick had just touched her unprotected pussy for the first time ever! There was no going back now.

"I'll take that as you want me on your dick right now." Holly jibed playfully as she tightened her fist around his cock and slowly...oh-so-slowly...began to lower herself down.

The moment her pussy touched the tip of his cock Holly shuddered and let out a soft sigh of a breathy moan. But this time the thick, engorged head didn't just brush against her. This time it kept pushing up as she lowered herself down. Until with one luscious pop the enlarged tip burst between her pussy lips and sank into her hot wetness.

Holly almost came. As did Casey as he closed his eyes and grinned wider than she had ever seen him grin. He was in heaven as he felt the soft heat of his mother's pussy for the first time, but Holly was beyond that. She had her son's dick inside her pussy!! She actually had him inside her! Without a condom as well! For a moment all the gorgeous mother could do was hold herself still, frozen in place by how good it felt to have the bulbous, ridged head filling her and stretching her pussy inside. If she had moved she would have cum so hard. Instead she just breathed and finally as the tingling within her began to subside she slowly began to lower herself down the rest of his cock.

And slowly it was as Casey's dick was huge! Much bigger and thicker than his father's! It took Holly several attempts of lifting up and then pushing herself down at times before she could fit more of him inside her. She just wasn't used to his size. But as her mouth fell open with how stretched and deep she felt him push inside her, Holly slowly took the rest of his nine inches deep within her burning hole.

Finally after a good five minutes Holly sat on her son's legs completely stuffed full of his monster cock, right up to his heavy, cum-filled balls. Breathing in deep pants the hot mother could barely think straight and Casey's face was one of pure heaven as he lay with his head thrown back and his eyes tightly squeezed shut, relishing in the feel of her soft, wet pussy.

As for Holly she sat with her head hanging forward, her hair falling all about her as she stared down at where she and her son were now joined together, marvelling in how she had actually managed to take all of his dick as well as how thick he felt inside her. Fuck he was deep! She thought that he had reached her womb he was so deep inside her! And he was stretching her almost painfully! It had taken a few tries but she had managed to take it all and fuck...did it feel good!

"Oh my god!" Holly breathed passionately, raising her head so that she could look at her son with glowing eyes, "Your dick feels so good in me!"

"Fu...your pussy feels so fucking incredible!" Casey managed to pant out as he finally opened his smugly shining eyes and stared up at her. "Aghhhh, fuck!"

"Ummmm, you're so fucking big, and thick!" Holly gasped as she let the hand that had been wrapped around his dick slide over her stuffed pussy, up her cock-filled stomach, and over one of her large breasts as she tossed her hair back behind her and smiled gorgeously down at her son. "Where have you been keeping this fucking beautiful dick?"

Grinning proudly up at her as he placed his hands on her bare thighs, Casey replied.

"I've been wanting to fuck you for ages. Now you know what you've been missing out on." Her son said smugly and Holly's lips curved playfully.

"Something I'm going to remedy." She said erotically before breathing out again in amazement. "Well you've finally got your big dick in me. Without a condom too. Your brothers have never had me like this. But you get me. They'd be so jealous."

Casey's proud grin only grew more haughty at that. Holly on the other hand felt a thrill run through her. She still couldn't believe all three of her sons had a thing for her, let alone that she was currently impaled on one's big dick!, and that was just a little exciting to think about.

"Not as jealous as when I fuck you and cum inside you. They'd both want you as well if they knew." Casey replied as he let his hands wander all over her legs and waist, teasing her stomach and hips as if he were about to seize hold of them and fuck her senseless. Holly almost came at that idea.

"Well you're the only one who gets me." Holly purred hotly before smirking and raising her hands to her bra straps again. "And you get all of me."

Reaching back Holly unsnapped her bra at that before smiling down at her son and teasingly playing with the shoulder straps that still held her bra hiding her tits from his eyes.

"You wrote about how much you want to squeeze my tits in your stories." She playfully said as she pulled the straps down and forward and held her bra over her tits. "Well now you get to play with them as much as you want."

With the last word Holly winked at Casey before tossing her bra across the room leaving her sitting on top of his cock completely naked. Casey's eyes shot open and the grin on his face doubled in size as her 34DD tits came into perfect view, pertly sitting high on her chest as she sat back straight with her hands resting on his on her waist.

"Better than in your stories?" She asked amusedly and Casey nodded emphatically.

"Fuck! Every inch of you is!" He answered with amazement and this time it was Holly's turn to be smug. She knew she was hot, but to hear an eighteen-year-old say it was just that much more of a compliment.

"Then you're going to love every inch of me as I show you how much better the real thing is to your stories. You're going to have a lot more to write about from now on." Holly teased as she ran her hands down his arms and placed her hands on his firm chest.

"Why write about it when I can just fuck you in every circumstance I can imagine now?" Casey replied eagerly and Holly felt a lustful shiver run down her spine.

"You mean like when I pretend to be your prom date or when we take you to college in the car and you fuck me next to your father without him being able to see because of your stuff?" She asked hornily, squeezing her pussy around his thick cock as she held herself still. Fuck he felt so good inside her! "I've read your stories. Or maybe you just want to fuck me on the dinner table?"

"Fuck, mom!" He breathed as he slid his hands up to cup both of her heaving tits, squeezing hard a few times before he finally let them go and held her hips again. The feel of his hands touching her naked tits for the first time sent a wave of lust straight down to Holly's pussy. Fuck it was so naughty and hot! "I've got so many ideas you'll never have your clothes on again!"

Holly smiled a slutty smile at that.

"That's fine with me, Casey." She teased playfully, "In fact I can't wait for you to fuck me all the time." With her horny eyes burning to match her expression Holly gently began to rise up on her son's dick, using her hands on his chest for leverage. "But right now you're going to fuck me for the first time. And I'm all yours, baby, to do with what you please. With every inch of your big dick."

Casey opened his mouth to reply however Holly didn't let him do more than that as the moment she had almost lifted herself off his big dick she slammed hard back down again.

"UGHHHHHHHHH!" She grunted at the same time as Casey groaned loudly. "Ummmmm, fuck that felt good!"

Before Casey could speak again Holly once more lifted herself almost completely off his dick before slamming herself back down again, groaning and grunting as the thickness of his dick deeply pounded into her. Doing it twice more Holly's big tits jiggled with every downward stroke and both she and Casey groaned in passion at the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her. But the second time she slammed down Holly didn't stop, instead she quickly rose back up Casey's long, hard dick, setting up a slow but steady rhythm.

"Fuck! Oh god, your dick is so big!" Holly moaned out loud, as she felt the size of her son's cock splitting her in two as she slowly rose up and down on it. The feel of Casey's dick inside her and of it moving in and out of her felt so fucking hot. This was it, she was actually having sex with her own son!

"Ungh, fuck...your pussy is so tight, mom!" Casey groaned in reply, his fingers digging into her thighs as he rubbed her smooth legs.

Riding up and down smoothly Holly focused on the feel of her son's cock filling and leaving her as she leant on his chest.

"Fuck! Ohhhh! That's only because your dick is so fucking thick, baby! Ohhhhmmnnngh, you're splitting me in two!" She panted in delight, pressing her tits together with her arms as she gently rose and fell on his big dick.

"You like that, do you mom? You like the way I feel inside you?" Casey asked tightly as he let out a deep breath, engulfed in the feel of her pussy sliding up and down his thick rod.

"Ohhhh yes! Oh god, baby, you feel so good inside me!" Holly purred as she rose and fell on his dick, her fingernails scratching lightly into his chest as she slowly began to move her hips a little faster, rocking back and forth like a real slut.

"Yeah? It feels so good having you on me!" Casey replied with a slap on her ass that spurred Holly on to ride his cock faster.

Squealing softly Holly began to rock back and forth faster and harder, pushing and pulling Casey's enormous dick in and out of her pussy with more force. Her large tits gently began to jiggle as she lightly began to bounce up and down, moaning softly as she stared down with a smile at her son's face.

Casey looked like he was in heaven. His expression was both wide with wonder and burning with lust as he reached up to cinch Holly's slender waist, helping her to ride his cock, relishing in the feel of his fat, spongey head slipping in and out of his mother's tight, hot hole.

"Oh god, yes! Yes! Fuck! Do you like having your mom on your cock, baby?" Holly purred erotically as she slammed back down all nine inches of Casey's impressive rod.

"Fuck, mom, yes! Ride my dick!" Casey growled in reply as he once again slapped her ass.

This time Holly cooed a moan of pleasure and excitement, scratching her nails down her son's chest as she rocked back and forth, fucking herself on his dick like a slut.

"You want me to ride your cock, Casey? Mmmmmm. Ohhh. We shouldn't be doing this, but mommy's going to ride your cock like the slut she is, baby. Riding your big dick without a condom until you cum deep inside me!" Holly half-growled and half-moaned lustfully.

With the last words the hot wife and mother could barely contain herself and so Holly quickly began to bounce up and down on her son's dick, riding him harder and faster until her large tits jumped every time she rose and fell up and down all nine inches of his thick, rigid pole.

Slamming herself up and down to a slick slapping sound as her ass hit her son's legs Holly's fingers roamed over Casey's defined chest, clawing and gently running her nails down his hard flesh as she stared down into his face. The face of her son. He stared back up at her with a mix of horniness and pride, a smugness that he had finally gotten her into bed with him and now she was riding his dick like a slut. His face only made Holly feel even hotter and sluttier, both his expression and just seeing him beneath her as she bounced up and down on his naked dick. It was so hot. So wrong and yet so very fucking hot. She could barely believe she was doing it.

For here she was, Casey's own mother, completely naked and on top of him in her and her husband's, his father's, bed, fully impaled on her son's enormously thick nine inch dick, happily riding up and down, making her tits bounce, like he wasn't her son. Like she wasn't cheating on her husband. Like she was a cock-hungry slut who desperately needed to be fucked and was loving every second of it. And all the while her son watched her, completely naked for all his viewing pleasure, as she bounced up and down on his cock and rode them both to their impeding orgasms.

And impending they were! Holly had only just gotten on top of her son and already she could feel her orgasm building like no other she had ever felt. Likely because she knew what she was doing and who with, and this was the first time she had ever cheated on Chris as well. All of it was just too exciting that Holly knew she wouldn't be able to handle it for long before she came hard. Just looking down at her son's face had her already moaning like a slut. And Casey, the tightness around his face and the way he watched her eagerly told her that he too was holding off. And the thought of her son cumming inside her just fuelled Holly's impending climax even harder and made her ride him even faster. And so she knew they were both going to cum soon. But she was going to blow his mind before they did!

"Well, you've finally got me on your cock! Ummmmmm! Ohhhh! Fuck! Is...ummmnnnn...Is this what you always imagined?" Holly asked playfully as she ran her hands up to take a hold of his on her waist.

Feeling her hands holding his as he held her and pulled her back and forth on his dick was so hot. Holly felt a buzz fly through her every nerve.

"Fuck...so much better!" Casey breathed, before grinning as he squeezed her waist, "I bet you never thought you'd be on my dick, did you?"

Holly smiled naughtily at that as she tightened her hands on his.

"Ugh, ohhhhh, no! Ummmm yes. Fuck. But then...ohhhhmmmm...I ummm read your stories and, aghhhh, fuck yes!, I couldn't stop thinking of you fucking me! God I've wanted you to fuck me so hard today! And ummm you're going to!" Holly replied sexily, pulling Casey's hands up so that his hands slipped up and over her large tits. Squeezing his hands into her soft, malleable breasts as her nipples shot out like bullets, Holly moaned deeply at the feeling of his hands on her. "Ohhhhhhh! Fuck! Fuck yes! I love your hands on my tits, Casey! While your dick is in my pussy. Ummmm yeah ohhhh! You're going to fuck me so hard, baby, after you've watched me ride your cock!"

"Fuck, mom! Your tits are incredible!" Casey groaned in amazement as he played with her tits, his fingers sinking into the soft but firm flesh as he squeezed and mauled hard.

Holly moaned deeply at the feeling and sight of her son playing with her naked tits before she slid her hands down his arms until she leaned forward, pressing his hands into her tits, and leaned once more on his chest, using the leverage to help her ride back and forth on his cock hard and fast.

"Mmmmm, they're all yours baby. Oh, you've ummm you've always wanted to play with them while you fuck me and now you can. Squeeze my tits, baby! Squeeze them while I fuck myself on your big cock!" Holly purred erotically, her nails scoring down Casey's chest as she bounced up and down harder and faster. Her tits jumping in his firm grasp, even as he mashed his fingers into her supple flesh.

"Fuck, mom, you're such a slut! Agh, I never knew you'd be this slutty!" Casey growled between gritted teeth in approval and Holly smiled proudly down at him.

"Ohhhh, I'm a slut for you, baby. Ohhhh, only for you!" She replied naughtily, then biting her bottom lip slammed her ass back down onto his enormous cock filling her pussy hard and tossing her head back to moan loudly at the ceiling.

"FUCK!" Casey yelled out at the sudden tightness around his cock as Holly massaged his dick with her pussy muscles, "Fuck...unnhhhghhh...who are you a slut for, mom?"

Smiling mischievously Holly leaned down to kiss his lips softly for a moment before she pushed herself back up, the feel of his hands as he continued to mash her tits between his fingers sending waves of lust deep into her pussy.

"For you, Casey. I'm your slut." She breathed sexily, her eyes shining as she lifted her ass almost completely off his cock and then slammed all the way back down, picking up speed as she fucked herself harder on his dick than before.

Squeezing her big tits hard once more, his fingers leaving red imprints on her flesh from where his hands were, Casey's hands once more returned to Holly's waist as he once again slapped her ass hard.

"Say it, mom. Tell me who you're a slut for." He demanded playfully and Holly mewed softly in excitement.

Tossing her hair back she looked directly into his eyes and smiled seductively.

"My son." She said teasingly, then raised her voice as she sat straight up and circled her hips as she slammed up and down. "I'm a slut for my youngest son!"

Grinning up at her Casey used his grip on her waist to pull her down just as he thrust his hips up, driving his solidly hard, long and thick cock deep into Holly's pussy.

"OHHHHHHH!" The beautiful brunette mother groaned loudly, tossing her head back and pushing her tits out more as Casey met every one of her downward slams with a powerful upwards thrust that nailed his dick into her deeply.

"Is this what you want, mom? You want my dick in your pussy?" Casey growled hornily at her as he pulled her back down his cock again, much to Holly's moaning delight.

"YES! Ohhhh yes, Casey! I want your dick in me all the time! Fuck!" Holly groaned deeply before she finally managed to get a hold of herself and look down into her son's face again, her own eyes practically glowing with lust. "Ohhhh baby, your cock is so good!"

This time every time that Casey pulled her down Holly swirled her hips around, circling his dick as it screwed deep inside her, pushing against every inch of her pussy walls and sending waves of pleasure through Casey. Holly watched as her son threw his head back this time and his grip on her waist both loosened and then tightened viciously.

For a moment all the horny pair could do was fuck back and forth against each other as pleasure raced through them like a drug-like acid, burning everything inside them as they moaned and groaned.

"Ahhhh, fuck! Ohhhhhh, yeah, ummmmm yeah! Ohhhhh!" Holly moaned loudly at the same time as Casey growled and grunted loudly in response, both lost in how good they were making each other feel.

And then Holly stared down at her son, her lips curving playfully as she ran her hands up his arms to wrap her hands around her shoulders, her skin pebbling with pleasure from within and the feel of her hands without.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhh! Mmmm, yes...fuck...ohhhhmmm...Casey...fuck...mmmm...Oh fuck Casey...yes...Ohhhhh yeeesssss...ohhhhh, do you...ummmm...do you like watching me fuck myself on your cock, baby?" Holly breathed between soft, lustful moans as her forearms squashed her tits together between them as she rode up and down on Casey's huge dick.

"Fuck, yeah, mom! Agh fuck, you're so hot! Nnngghhh!" Casey groaned with a mix of smugness and tight pleasure, the bed gently starting to shake and creak as Holly fucked herself harder on his dick, "Fuck! Show me...agghhh...show me how much you want my dick inside you, mom!"

The feel of his spear of a cock slamming deep inside her as the bed shook back and forth, creaking lewdly while Casey's big dick fucked hard into her, stretching her pussy, was just so...fuck...Holly had never felt anything so amazing in her life. She just felt so full of cock, and fuck, it felt so fucking good!

Twirling her fingers against her bare skin Holly slid her hands up until she took hold of her hair. Spinning it together in a ponytail Holly held her hair up as she bounced up and down on Casey's cock, relishing in the feel of the enormous rod slamming in and out of her. Her large tits, free again of her arms, bounced freely with every ride up and down, drawing her son's eyes like metal to a magnet.

"Ohhhhh, I love your cock, Casey! Ohhmmm...yes...yes...oh fuck, yes...mmmmm, your dick feels so fucking good in me!" Holly moaned loudly, keeping her eyes locked on his as she slammed herself up and down repeatedly. "Ugh, fuck...fuck...yes...ohhhh...I've never...mmmm...felt so full of cock! Oh fuck yes! Oh Casey, fuck, mmmmmm, yesssss!"

"Even with dad?" Casey asked smugly and Holly felt a flush of lust rush through her.

Smiling playfully the beautiful brunette mother made a mischievous humming noise.

"Mmmmm, not even with your dad." She teased naughtily as she looked down at Casey conspiratorially, "Ohhh, mmmmm, yeah! Fuck! Ohhhh...your dick is...mmm...so much bigger than your father's."

Casey's face lit up with smugness at that and he slammed up into Holly's pussy, driving his cock deep into her much to the beautiful brunette mother's delight.

Holding her hair up in a ponytail, Holly's fingers flexed in her hair as she bounced up and down, pleasure coursing through her like a fiery drug. Her nipples stood firmly out as her tits jiggled and jumped with each powerful slam down onto Casey's dick while the bed shimmied and creaked lightly under the force with which she was fucking herself.

"Whose dick do you like having in you more?" Casey growled hornily as he cinched her waist hotly.

"Ohhhhh, fuck...mmmm, yes! Oh, yours, baby. Mmmm god fuck! I love your big dick in me most!" Holly moaned lusciously in return, her hair swinging as she bucked up and down repeatedly. "I wish I would've, nnnghh, known how big your fucking dick was before...ohhhhh...fuck...fuck yes! Oh god yes! Ohhhh...fuuuckkknnnnmmmmm! I would've mmmm let you FUCK ME before now! Oh god! Oh fuck! YES!"

"Agh, fuck!" Casey groaned loudly as he reached his hands down to cup his mother's ass, helping her to rise up and down on his nine inch rod, "So...fuck...nnnghh...does that mean...agh...that I get to fuck you again and again?"

"Ohmmm! Mmmmm! Fuck...yes...Ohhhhhh!" The sexy mother moaned deeply before she replied "Mmmm, fuck, ohhhh fuck...uhhmmm...fuck, you can have me whenever you want me Casey...ummm...I'll suck your big dick...ohhhh...as much as you want...ummmm, fuck...oh fuck yes...whenever, ohmmm, and wherever you want...ohhhh...and you can fuck me...OHH...FUCK ME...as much as you want too...ummmm, fuck...I love your big dick so much! Oh fuck it feels so fucking good in me!"

"Fuck, mom! I want to fuck you when dad's here and he has no idea! Shit! Yeah!" Casey growled and Holly moaned loudly, pushing her hair up onto her head so that she was riding with her hands on her head, tits flailing wildly as she bounced up and down his cock like a slut.

"Ohhh yeah! You want to fuck me behind your dad's back? Ummmm, ohhhh! You want to fuck me in your room so he doesn't know I'm on your dick? Ohhh! Kiss me so I don't moan your name too loud? Fuck me with your big dick while he's downstairs? Ohhhh! I can't wait, baby. You're going to fuck me any way you want ohhhhh any time you want...mmmm...wherever you want...oh god yes! YES! YES! OHHHHH YES! You're going to fuck me while your father's asleep or while we're in the shower and he waits outside! Ohhhh! You're going to fuck me so much more than he does!" Holly imagined every thing she said vividly and the heat of cheating on Chris with their own son in such risky circumstances was just so hot that she began to feel her pussy tingling as her orgasm approached quickly. Fuck it was so hot to think of having sex with her son while his father was close by and had no idea! There was no way she wasn't going to do it, and that just made the hot mother even hornier.

Slamming herself up and down madly Holly began to rock her hips back and forth as hard and as fast as she could.

"Oh fuck...oh fuck...ohhhh yes...ummmmm yeeessss...oh fuck yess...oh fuck Casey...ummm, I can't believe...ohhh...I can't believe we're having sex! Ohhhhmmmm...you've got your big naked cock in my pussy...oh fuck this is so hot...ummmm" Holly moaned loudly, the feel of that huge dick slamming nine-inches deep into her unprotected pussy driving her quickly towards orgasmic bliss "Ohhhmmm...I'm fucking myself on your big dick Casey...ummm...fuck...like you've always wanted! Fuck! And I love it! Ohhhhh...so fucking good!"

"Fuck, mom! This is so hot! I can't believe it! FUCK!" Casey cried out, his fingers massaging her ass as he held on to her while his eyes flicked between being locked with hers and staring at her giant rack bouncing around wildly. "I can't believe I actually got you in bed! Fuck! You're so hot, mom! And you're so fucking good. FUCK! Yes! That's it mom, fuck yourself like a slut baby, ungh, fuck I love watching you ride my cock, fuck mom...ungh..." He added, grunting from how tight her pussy was around his impaling shaft; fuck but it felt like his dick was being squeezed for his cum each time his entire shaft pumped into her unprotected pussy "...Are you enjoying riding my dick, mom?"

"Yes!" Holly moaned loudly, watching him with glowing eyes "Ohmmm fuck yes"

"Do you like my cock inside you?" He asked smugly, once more slapping her tight, bare ass, spurring her on. The bed creaked louder in illicit protest.

"Oh fuck...ohhh fuck Casey...yes...ohhh yes...mmm...I love your big dick...unnmmm" She moaned lewdly in reply, smiling playfully, knowing what he wanted to hear...but meaning every word of it. Fuck, did she mean every word!

"Are you glad that you're having sex with your son?" Casey asked as he lifted her up by her ass then pulled her back down again, slapping her ass one more time to spur her on and drive home the taboo nature of his words.

"Ohhh god yes! Yes, Casey! I love having sex with my son! I wish I would have let you fuck me sooner! Oh god! I love your dick more than I love your father's! Ohhhh!" Holly moaned honestly in answer, dropping her hands to her shoulders and then sliding them down onto her huge tits.

Cupping her bouncing tits Holly squeezed hard and pulled at her nipples, moaning erotically at the pleasure that burst through her as she watched her son's face burn hotter with desire as he watched her.

Biting her lip again, the sexy mother just stared into her son's eyes, so close now, as she continued to rock her hips, sliding his oh-so-impressive cock in and out of her hot, gripping pussy.

"I love your cock" Holly breathed lustfully, gently rotating her hips and shuddering at the feeling nine-inches-deep within her. Her hands squeezed her luscious tits harder. "Ohhmmmm, I want you to fuck me forever Casey. Mmmm, you can do whatever you want to me...mmm, please tell me that you'll fuck me forever...ohhhmmm yes...mmmm."

"Fuck, mom! I'm going to ungh rock your body every day from now on! Every fucking day! You're going to be walking bow-legged when I'm done with you. Unfff. Dad will want to know why!" Casey smugly replied, his hands squeezing her ass once more before sliding around to massage her smooth legs.

"Ohhhhmmmm! I'm going to play with my tits for you from now on, even if your father has just turned his back! Ohhhh! And I'm going to unnnghh...love every time you play with my tits. Squeeze them, baby! I want you to squeeze them and play with them! Suck mommy's tits as you fuck me!" Holly purred as she played with her tits for her son's pleasure, mauling and massaging them so hard and deep that her fingers sank into the pliable soft but firm flesh leaving marks, as she pushed her tits up and together and rolled them around her chest.

Casey's eyes were locked on to her hands and Holly could only smile lustfully down at him as she watched him avidly watch her play with her tits for him. No doubt he wished it was his hands but there was something hot about watching her play with them instead. While he just lay back and let her ride him. She could have stopped at any moment, but here she was riding his dick willingly while feeling her naked tits up in front of him, all to drive him hotter and closer to his own orgasm.

Finally Holly squeezed her tits so hard she almost cried out in pain before she slid her hands down over her cock-filled belly, up her son's muscular torso and on to his chest. Fuck but he was so hot! Rocking back and forth Holly smiled seductively down at her son.

"Do you like having sex with your mom?" She asked mischievously, her nails teasing his solid chest muscles as she bounced up and down moaning.

"Fuck, mom, do I!" Casey replied emphatically, his hands moving up her legs to once more seize her waist. "You're so fucking hot and you feel so fucking good! What about you? Do you like having your son's dick in you?"

The sly grin on her son's face as he flexed his cock inside her made Holly's pussy burn all the hotter, and she leaned closer to gently kiss his lips once as she continued to move her hips, forcing his naked cock, repeatedly hard, in and out of her horny pussy

"Your cock is all I want, Casey. I'm a slut for your dick." She said, kissing him again "...and I'm all yours...mmm." She added with another kiss, "...to fuck..." another soft kiss, and a soft breathy moan as she sank all nine-inches of his cock deep inside her again "...and I want you..." she continued with another sensual kiss, her eyes burning on his as she added, pushing him all the way inside her, relishing in the feel of his hard shaft stretching her like no cock had ever done before, "...to cum inside me"

With those words Holly mashed her lips to her son's and quickly their tongues were dancing passionately, kissing furiously as the hot mother continued to push her pussy faster and more fervently up and down Casey's cock. The intensity of the kiss, the words she had said, and the feeling of being stuffed so full of hard dick caused the knockout brunette to moan loudly into her son's mouth as she clamped her eyes shut, losing herself in the unbelievable pleasure racing through her body and mind, when suddenly Casey wrapped his arms around her tightly, crushing her big naked tits flat against his bare chest.

Holly had no time to think however as her son quickly and ruthlessly began fucking his insanely hard dick up into her hot pussy, literally slamming his huge, thick nine-inch cock balls deep into her over and over again with such force that the sexy brunette thought that he was trying to spear into her womb!

"MMMMMMMMPPHHH!" Holly moaned loudly in an almost-scream into Casey's mouth, her tongue swirling with his as their lips smacked passionately, adding their own sound to the sudden rampant creaks of the bed, the slaps of Holly's tight ass against Casey's legs as he repeatedly drove his cock up into her, and the muffled moans and groans of the hot mother as she hornily kissed her own son.

It was over just minutes after it had begun and as she pulled herself away from his lips, breaking the incestuous kiss, and pushed herself to arm's length above him, Holly once more began to ride her son as fast and as hard as she could, almost like she was about to cum. Her big tits jumped and jiggled lewdly just inches from her son's awe-struck face.

"Ohhh fuck! You own my pussy so much, baby! Oh god! I can't believe how good you feel in me!" Holly moaned at a high-pitch as she enthusiastically rode back and forth on Casey's enormous dick. The bed became one long protesting squeak and creak as she fucked herself madly on his dick.

"Fuck, mom, you're going to make me cum if you keep this up!" Casey grunted harshly as he tried to breathe between the immense pulses of pleasure surging through him.

"Ohhhhh, that's what I want, baby! Ohhmmmm! Mommy wants your cum in her pussy! Fuck! Fuck your cock into me until you fill me with your hot cum like you did my mouth, Casey! I want it all!" Holly chanted in reply, too turned on to care how loud she was being as she made the bed groan in protest to their fucking.

And with that the slender, sexy, big-titted brunette mother enthusiastically began to bounce up and down on her son's impaling cock, fucking herself harder and faster than she had before until the bed began to shake from side to side gently as it shifted back and forth and began to groan under the intensity of which she fucked her son's huge rod.

CREAK CREAK CREAK

The bed complained illicitly, rocking back and forth and shaking violently, however the sound was barely heard beneath Holly's loud, lust-filled moans and groans of pleasure as she rode her son's cock for all she was worth.

"Fuck, mom, ride my cock! Make your big tits bounce!" Casey encouraged and Holly did just that, fucking herself wantonly like a slut and making her luscious breasts fly around her chest. "Fuck, I love your big tits, mom!" He grunted, staring eagle-eyed at her bouncing globes as if they were the holy grail. "Ungh, fuck! Fuck...that's it, mom, ride my cock, ungh, fuck yourself like a slut!"

His words made Holly moan even louder and she began slamming her hot ass up and down his thrusting nine-inch cock so hard and fast that the bed not only shook and squeaked and creaked violently, but the large wooden headboard also began to forcefully bang and smash fiercely against the wall.

CREAK BANG CREAK BANG CREAK BANG

Casey smiled at that...he wished his father could hear the lewd banging above him and wonder what it was, not knowing that it was because his wife was desperately, and frantically, fucking her tight pussy on his son's unprotected cock as his hands groped her waist and he stared avidly at her tits. Fuck! With one guttural groan from Holly, Casey grabbed both of his mother's naked tits from the side, hungrily staring at her nipples as he squashed her succulent breasts roughly together.

"Ummm fuck, oh fuck..ohhhh...mmm...fuck I love your...ohhh...hands on my tits...ohmmm Casey!" Holly moaned loudly, breathing heavily as she leaned a little more forward so that her pendulous breasts hovered sexily close to Casey's face as she rode his cock hard.

"Fuck, mom, you've got the most incredible tits!" Casey said in awe as he squeezed them roughly and stared at the jiggling pair in his hands.

Smiling playfully Holly arched her back slightly as she rode hard and fast so that her nipples gently rubbed against her son's lips each time she rose and fell on his dick.

"Mmmm, your father likes them too. Ohhhh, fuck...mmmm yes...But I love the way you touch me more. Mmmmmmm!" Holly purred sexily in response, continuing to ride back and forth so that her nipples teased his mouth. "Your mom likes it when you squeeze her tits, Casey. And I love the feel of your mouth on them!"

Without another word Holly breathed a shuddering, near-orgasmic sigh as Casey opened his mouth and took her nipple between his teeth, biting gently before he sucked hard and pulled her nipple as she rose and fell on him.

"YES! Ohhh god yes! Suck mommy's tits, Casey! Fuck!" Holly moaned loudly, one of her hands reaching to grab the back of his head and pull him into her tits as she held herself steady with her other hand.

The bed continued to groan and the headboard repeatedly slammed against the wall as Holly fucked herself as hard and as fast as she could on her son's solid nine-inch cock, slamming the thick unprotected head deep within her as she moaned louder and louder. Casey needed no encouragement as he began sucking her nipples and biting her tits as he gobbled the soft but firm flesh while Holly fucked herself silly on top of him.

Moaning profusely the hot mother's eyes flickered then squeezed shut, then sprang open as she groaned from the bottom of her soul at the feeling of her son's mouth and tongue, and teeth, on her tits while his cock was ploughing into her from the other end. The feeling was so intense that Holly's pussy began to spasm and tingle like electric fire and she knew she was going to cum any second if he carried on. And so she pulled his head into her tits and Casey let go of her nipples to bite and kiss and lick along the rest of her giant globes before he once more sucked her nipple back into his mouth and sucked hard.

Finally he pulled his mouth free with a gasping breath and Holly pushed herself back up to sit up straight on his cock, her tits tingling all over as her pussy was on fire, and she began fucking herself madly on her son's unprotected dick like she was about to cum any second.

"Oh my god, I want you to do that every day!" Holly exclaimed as she brightly bounced up and down on his dick like a wild woman. Her 34DD tits bouncing and wet from Casey's mouth.

"Fuck, mom, I don't ever want to let your tits go!" Casey groaned as he ran his hands over her flat stomach and cinched her waist again.

"Ohhhh baby, mmmmm, yeah, you don't ever have to. They're all yours." Holly moaned in reply, smiling a wickedly lustful smile at the same time that Casey's lips curved pleasantly.

"Then make your tits bounce, mom!" Casey said as he slapped her ass hard and Holly squealed in pleasure, riding his cock as hard and as fast as she could.

And so the bed continued to groan, creak, squeak, and bang against the wall as Holly fucked herself stupid on her son's impressively thick nine-inch cock, lost in how good it felt and what she was doing. Her eyes never left her son's face, burning his features into her mind so that she couldn't help but know who she was naked on top of...who she was having sex with. And oh fuck did the hot brunette mother love every inch of it. With all of her energy and soul she fucked herself as hard and as wild as she could, desperate to cum and feel her son's hot sticky seed spurt into her.

...She didn't have to wait long. But she did have to be fucked silly first.

Casey's hands held tightly around his mother's waist as she bounced up and down on his nine inch dick. His eyes were fixed to both her luscious, buoyant 34DD tits as they bounced around her chest and her gorgeous face, as he stared and thought how unbelievable it was that he was actually nailing his own mother. His gorgeous, large-breasted, milf of a mother! He couldn't believe it. He had dreamt of this moment and written countless stories about it, but never had he ever thought that it would come true and that here he would be with his unprotected dick buried balls deep in his mother's juicy pussy as she fucked herself silly on it. Casey could barely hold back his orgasm as he thought of what he was doing and who with!

"Ohhhhmmm, mmmm, yeeesss, ummm fuuuck...I bet...ohhhmmm...I bet you never thought that...oh...you'd have me on your...umm...dick tonight, did you Casey?" His mother moaned as if reading his mind as she panted heavily "And now...ohmmm...now you...ummm...now you have me naked...ohh...ohhh...yes...yes...ummm...fuck...and you can do anything to me...ohhh...fuckk..."

Casey grinned at that -- at no point had he imagined that by the end of the night he would be screwing this knockout beauty...his own mother!! Fuck she had the best pussy in the world! And those tits...fuck, his father really was a lucky guy! But then, so was Casey, as right then it was him, not his father that had Holly naked and riding his dick, and it was Casey's cock that Holly knew was the best, him that she wanted to fuck right then...that just made the blonde-brown-haired eighteen-year old pull his mother hard down on his cock, helping her fuck herself with more force...something that made the eager brunette groan deeply.

"Anything...like...ungh...fuck your brains out and then cum inside you?" Casey asked tightly and Holly groaned loudly.

"Ohhhhh yes! Ohhh fuck yes, I want you to cum inside me Casey! Ohhhhh FUCK!" The horny mother groaned deeply.

Casey couldn't believe his hot, horny luck at that. Fuck. Not only did he get his beautiful mother to suck his dick, let him fuck her mouth and throat, then fuck her without protection, hear her moaning and groaning about how he was the best she ever had and his dick was better and bigger than any other...but also he got to cum inside her pussy, filling her with his thick, sticky, potent seed...all while her his father and brothers had no idea! Fuck!

"You...ungh...want me to fuck you all night long to?" He continued to tease her, slapping her ass hard again.

"YES! Ohhhmmm, I want you to fuck me all night, baby! Oh Casey, yes! Ohhhmmm fuck...ohhhh fuck! I want ummm you to fuck me into the bed Casey! Ohhh...fuck me on the floor...ummm...fuck me over the table...OHHHH...fuck me against the door...ohhh, fuck me wherever you want!" Holly almost shouted before moaning loudly, her eyes beginning to take on a wild look as she began humping her hot ass faster and faster, desperately getting close to cumming with their words and his dick. "I want you to fuck me all night tonight! OH! Fuck...yes...yes...ohmmm...I just want you to fuck me, Casey! Ohmmm fuck me!"

Casey groaned loudly at that, once again slapping her ass hard, spurring the increasingly wild brunette on, and losing himself in the hot tightness of her pussy, and the glorious sight of her wildly bouncing tits, as he repeatedly slammed so fucking deep inside her horny body.

Fuck but he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. The creaking of the bed grew louder and the headboard rhythmically thumped the wall behind him as Casey watched his mother bounce eagerly up and down his cock so hard and fast that her big tits jumped wildly around her chest, stopping only to gently rock her hips back and forth or circle her hips sexily before once again riding his cock with abandon.

"Oh god, your cock is so deep in me!" Holly moaned lewdly as she moved her hands behind her and leaned back, exposing her tits and pussy for Casey to stare at openly.

The sight of his mother leaning back so that her head fell back, her long brown hair dancing across his legs, her back arched and her large, jiggling 34DD tits pushed out to the sky, her legs slightly open as she knelt on top of him exposing her cock-filled pussy as she rose and fell and rocked back and forth on his enormously thick rod, was almost too much for Casey. He felt his dick tingling as he stared up at her lustfully and drank in every inch of her curvaceous body.

The sight spurred the horny eighteen-year-old on so much that his grip tightened on her waist and Casey began to forcefully pull his mother down onto his long, hard cock in time with each thrust that he made up into her, hot, oh-so-tight pussy. Holly went wild, once again moaning so loudly that she drowned out even the headboard's thudding. The thought of banging not only this hot woman, but his own mother, urged Casey relentlessly on...and with a smug, satisfied, inner smile as he gritted his teeth from how good his dick felt inside Holly, Casey wondered what his father and brothers were doing right then.

The thought was hot. No doubt whatever his father and brothers were doing right at that moment it was nowhere near as hot as fucking Holly in her own bed. And what made the thought even hotter is that Casey knew that none of them would ever think that this is exactly what Holly and Casey were doing right at that moment as they sat and talked, laughed, or just had a good time together. While they were sitting around enjoying the last of their weekend away, they had no idea that Casey was lying on his mother and father's bed while his mother was naked on top of him riding his unprotected dick like the slut she was as she showed off her whole naked body to him. Casey's dick strained inside his mother, desperate to explode for the second time that night. Fuck this was so hot. And naughty.

"Fuck! Dad's such a lucky guy!" Casey grunted as he relished the view of his mother as opened up as she was.

"Ohhhhh! You're the lucky guy, baby! Mmmmm, you get to fuck me more than your father from now on!" Holly replied as she continued humping her hips back and forth while leaning back as far as she could, moaning beautifully with every movement.

"Ungh, I fuck get this gorgeous body whenever I want it from now on?" Casey asked as his hands wandered over his mother's slender naked body.

"Mmmmm yeah!" Holly moaned as she pushed herself back up. Her eyes gleamed like her illicitly playful smile as she sat straight up and circled her hips twice before rocking back and forth hard and fast. "Ohhhh, fuck! You get this every day, mmmm, whenever you want, Casey. My tits, my pussy, my mouth...mmmm, anything you want."

Grinning Casey slid his hands up to cup Holly's tits, holding and squeezing the pliable and malleable flesh like only his father should.

"I'm going to enjoy that." Casey replied in a tight voice as his fingers worked on her tits, "I'm going to fuck you every day all over this house. I'm going to have your tits in my hands all the time and my dick inside you. Dad's never going to get you again because I'm going to be fucking you all the time."

Holly moaned deeply at that and rocked her hips so that her chest pushed into her son's groping hands.

"Mmmm, I hope so. Ohhhh. You're ummmm going to have to fuck me so hard aghh, yes, that he hears me screaming your name! Oh Casey! Fuck! Maybe he'll notice how stretched I am by your big dick. Or ohhhh your handprints on my tits! Ummmm yeah! Oh fuck! He'll never suspect I'm having an affair with our own son. Ohhhh! That our own son is ploughing me! Mmmmm! Fucking me every day. Fucking my brains out! Ohhhh! Cumming in me! Oh yes! Yes! Ohhh Casey fuck! Ummmmm! Yeah! He's never going to guess that you're the one fucking me, all day, every day, any way you want. Ohhhhh!" Holly moaned lewdly, illicit pleasure burning through her veins at every word as she focused on what she was doing. She was having incestuous sex with her own son. Fuck! Without a condom!

"Yeah, he's going to have no idea that I'm screwing his wife, ah mom?" Casey added with a wicked grin as his fingers sank hard into her tits and he pushed the soft but firm globes up and into each other. Holly responded by leaning forward slightly to mash her twins into his hands. "He's going to have no idea that I'm the guy getting you on your back. Fucking your pussy wide and deep. That I'm the one, your own son, who is playing with your tits until I cum all over them. That every time he kisses you it's going to be after you've sucked my dick and I've cum all over your face. He'll never suspect that I'm the one filling your pussy with your own son's cum. Fucking you until you scream. Making you moan like a whore. Ah, mom?"

With every one of his words Holly fucked herself harder and faster until she was riding him so powerfully that the whole bed became one long creaking and squeaking noise, the headboard rudely thumping against the wall until little bits of plaster rained down onto the pillows. Holly was moaning so loudly that Casey was sure the neighbours would hear and that set a fire sparking inside him. He was having sex with his mother...how hot would it be if someone heard but had no idea?

With a wickedly mischievous smile Casey pressed his palms hard into his mother's tits and squeezed fully until his fingers repeatedly sank into her soft but firm flesh.

"Is that what you like, mom? You like the fact that you're fucking your son?" He asked in a not so quiet voice as his hands continued to maul his mother's big naked tits.

"Ohhhhhh! YES! Yes, I love fucking you, Casey! I love that it's your dick in me and that you've got your hands all over my tits!" Holly called out in response, riding harder and faster until the bed's creaking began to sound like it was on the edge of falling apart.

"Show me, mom! Show me how much you love riding my dick! And tell me as loud as you can!" Casey demanded as his fingers sank into Holly's tits and pulled at her nipples. His palms squashed her full globes together as he squeezed them from the side, pushing them together and up.

"Ohhhh, you want me to show you, baby!? Ohhhh fuck! YES! Ohhhhh fine!" Holly replied before moaning so loud that even the bed's noise was drowned out for a moment. She then began to bounce up and down on his dick like she was about to cum. Wild and powerful and making the springy mattress bounce around like her tits in his hands. Then, with a voice that only grew louder as she cried out, Holly began to moan emphatically, "Ohhh you want me to show you how much I love your dick do you Casey? Ohhhmmm yes! Ohhh yeah! You're mother loves your big dick, Casey! Ohhhh I love how you're fucking me! Ummmmm, ohhh, you're my son and you've got your big dick buried all the way in my pussy, watching me as I fuck myself on your dick! Ohhhh! I love it! Oh god! Oh god, yes! Ohhh fuck, your dick is so much bigger and better than your father's! Oh god! I want you to fuck me all of the time! Don't ever stop! Give me your dick, baby. Watch mommy fuck herself on your big cock like a slut! Ohhh! I'm your slut, Casey. I'm a slut for your big dick!"

"Fuck, mom, you're so hot!" Casey growled as he pulled himself up and buried his face between his mother's tits. Munching and mauling the soft but firm globes with teeth and hands Casey licked, sucked, bit, and squeezed her tits and nipples like he was starving and Holly moaned loudly and threw her head back.

"Ohhhh Casey, I love it when you bite my tits!" Holly called out loudly, grabbing his head and pulling him into her tits. "Suck my tits, baby! Lick and bite them, yes! Ohhh god! FUCK! Ohhhh god I love your mouth on me!"

Riding harder and faster Holly bounced up and down wildly, taking her son's cock as forcefully as she could while bound between his arms and his mouth. The feeling set the hot brunette mother off into skyrocketing into a whole new world. The feel of his cock buried so deep inside her while he licked, sucked, and bit her tits as he squashed them between his hands, his face buried in her cleavage, was just so intense. She thought she was going to cum it felt so good.

Casey on the other hand just lost himself in devouring his mother's tits. The feel of them in his hands and in his mouth, so soft and yet so firm, like the perfect globes he had always imagined and now could finally get his hands on. They were more than he had ever imagined, and the feel of them in his face, naked and large, while his cock was being squeezed by his mother's burning hot pussy as she slid up and down, up and down, like a mad woman, was just too fucking intense. Fuck but this was much better than any sex he had ever imagined with his mother. It was like the difference between reading about the best sex and having it. And Casey could barely hold on.

That was why after five minutes of mauling and chewing on her big tits Casey could take it no longer and madly let go of his grasp on her globes with his mouth and looked up, locking lips with his mother instantly in a passionate kiss that had their tongues flailing wildly with each other as Holly bounced up and down madly on his dick. Kissing wildly Casey wrapped his arms around his mother and pulled her against him, almost cumming as he felt...for the first time ever...his mother's bare tits mash against his hard naked chest, squashing flat against him as they bulged out to the side. Rolling and pushing against him with her hard nipples Holly kissed him back hornily, lost in the passionate kiss as she rose and fell within his arms. The bed was one long squeaking noise and the headboard thumped riotously as the two made out and fucked.

The room was filled with the sounds of the bed, the slick wet sounds of Holly rising and falling on Casey's impressive manhood, and the illicit and pleasure-filled moans and groans of the horny pair as their lips mashed and smacked loudly.

Finally Holly pulled back and smiled beautifully as she looked into his eyes while circling her hips and squeezing her pussy muscles around his cock.

"Mmmm, do you like kissing your mother?" Holly asked playfully as she lifted almost completely off Casey's nine-inch dick and then sank back down again with a shudder and a pleasured sigh.

"When I've got my dick in her, yeah." Casey answered with a cheeky grin and Holly laughed softly as she ran her nails down his back.

"Well you're going to have your dick in me a lot more from now on." She teasingly replied, "So I hope you're ready to fuck your mother senseless every day, because I'm going to need it."

Continuing to smile at her Casey got a mischievous twinkle in his eyes before he leaned back, still holding her in his arms, and lay back on the bed with her held close to him. Squealing softly Holly smiled excitedly as she kissed his lips

Holly had no time to think however as Casey quickly planted his feet on the bed and then with a naughty smirk began to slowly, then quicker and quicker, move his cock in and out of her, fucking her as she lay held on top of him until he ruthlessly began fucking his insanely hard dick up into her hot pussy, literally slamming his huge, thick nine-inch cock balls deep into her over and over again with such force that the sexy brunette thought that he was trying to spear into her womb!

"OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MMMMMMMMPPHHH!" Holly moaned loudly in an almost-scream into Casey's mouth, her tongue swirling with his as their lips smacked passionately, adding their own sound to the sudden rampant creaks of the bed, the slaps of Holly's tight ass against Casey's legs as he repeatedly drove his cock up into her, and the muffled moans and groans of the hot mother as she hornily kissed her own son.

However as Casey quickened his pace and seemed to fuck her pussy with every bit of force that he had, as if right then he was about to cum, Holly was soon unable to concentrate on kissing him as unbelievable waves of pleasure battered through her from her getting-well-fucked pussy, and so breaking the kiss, but still held so closely to him, the hot mother stared with lust-glazed far-off eyes and moaned so loud that the neighbours could clearly hear!

"OOOOOHHHFFUUUUCKKKKK!! OHHHMMMMMMM FUCK! OHHHHH! FUCK! OHHH FUCK! YES! OHHH FUCK, FUCK ME CASEY, OOHHHH FUCK ME CASEY! OH YES FUCK ME! OH CASEY FUCK ME! OOHHHHHHHH FUUUUCCCKKK! OHMMMM FUCK YES! OHHHHHH!!" Holly moaned with all of her heart as Casey repeatedly and relentlessly jackhammered his huge cock in and out of her tight pussy.

Her son could do nothing but pant and grunt at the effort of the intense fucking that he was giving to his mother, and held tightly to his chest all Holly could do was grip the bed sheets beside Casey's head until her knuckles went white and moan so loudly that her well-fucked throat hurt as her vision began to fill with spots of colour as her body was literally wracked with the unbelievable pleasure from the severe pounding that her pussy was getting from beneath.

"OHHHH FUCK! FUCK! YES! OHH YES! OOOHH FUUCKKK CASSSEEEEYYY! OHH FUCK! FUUUCKKK! OHHHHHH!" The gorgeous brunette moaned before screaming in pleasure as her hot pussy was ravaged by her son.

Part of her desperately wanted to beg him to keep fucking her, to tell him to keep giving her his big dick, but as Casey fucked her even harder as his arms tightened around her, Holly's mind wouldn't form the words and all that she could do was moan and scream in absolute pleasure as the biggest cock that she had ever felt repeatedly rammed home, deep -- oh so fucking gloriously deep and hard -- into her tight pussy.

The intense fucking only lasted a couple of minutes, and Holly had been quickly getting close to cumming, so fucking close, when suddenly Casey rammed his dick so hard into her that the hot brunette mother shifted even within his tight grip and her big naked tits nearly ended up smothering her son's face, before he growled and let his feet fall to the bed and slid his hands back down to her slender waist, panting heavily.

"Oh my fucking..." Holly gasped in a mix of amazed pleasure and heavy breathing, before she moaned softly in an almost whimpering groan, before she slid sexily down, fully impaling herself on Casey's pulsing cock again before she looked into his eyes as her own shone brightly...and lustfully.

"Mmmm, you can do that to me all night." The gorgeous brunette teased with a bright, naughty smile, as she too panted from the amazing fucking she had just received, before she sluttily kissed Casey's lips and pushed herself back upright, grabbing his hands and pushing them down on the bed before she smiled sexily, tits heaving, and said, "Mmmm, now it's my turn to fuck you like I've never fucked anyone."

Not even his father, Casey thought smugly. And oh how that was going to be oh-so-true.

And with that the slender, sexy, big-titted brunette mother enthusiastically began to bounce up and down on Casey's impaling cock, fucking herself harder and faster than she had before until the bed began to shake from side to side gently as it shifted back and forth and began to groan under the intensity of which she fucked her boyfriend's friend's huge rod.

CREAK CREAK CREAK

The bed complained illicitly, rocking back and forth and shaking violently, however the sound was barely heard beneath Holly's loud, lust-filled moans and groans of pleasure as she rode her son's cock for all she was worth.

"Oh god, yeah!" Holly moaned loudly, her tits flying up and down as they jumped and bounced in front of Casey's face while she fucked herself silly on his dick. "Oh fuck! FUCK! Mmmmmm yes! Ohhhh I feel so full of your cock! Oh god, you're so fucking big! And so fucking thick! Oh god, I feel like you're splitting me in two!"

"Yeah, you like that big dick, don't you mom?" Casey growled erotically as he raised his hands on the bed so that Holly had to lean closer to him. Her tits jumped and flew just inches from his chest again and they looked perfect, with their hard nipples and perfectly pert roundness.

"Ohhhh Casey, I love your big dick! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Your dick is so big you're making me feel things your father never has! FUCK! I feel so fucking good!" Holly replied in a deep moan.

"Good, mom, now ride that cock! Show me how much you prefer my dick to dad's!" Casey half-growled, half-grunted out as he dug his fingers into Holly's hands, holding her steady firmly.

Holly needed no more encouragement than that as she relentlessly began fucking herself up and down every inch of Casey's nine-inch shaft. Lifting almost completely off the tip until she slammed herself all the way back down, driving his enormously thick rod into her balls deep. The bed complained but all Holly did was fuck herself harder and faster, almost like she was desperate to cum. Her pussy hummed and tingled and she barely held on she was fucking herself so fast. But harder and more enthusiastically she did until Casey's dick was almost jackhammering into her from beneath..

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"Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh! Ohhhh! I Ohhhhh can't believe we're doing this! Ohhhh! Mmmm! YES! Ohhh yes! Baby, fuck yes! I'm so fucking close!" Holly groaned between passionate moans of pleasure.

"You mean you can't believe you're actually having sex with your own son?" Casey asked hornily and Holly groaned loudly.

"OHHHHHHH!!! FUCK! Ohhhh yes! I can't believe we're having sex! And that it is so fucking good! Ohhhhh! I wish ummmohhhhhh you'd got me on your dick earlier!" Holly moaned passionately.

"Me too, mom! Fuck! Oh fuck, you know how to fuck! Damn!" Casey groaned in reply, his eyes rolling into his head momentarily before they fixed once more on his mother's beautiful face. "It's so hot seeing you above me while we're having sex!"

"OHHHHHHH!" Holly moaned loudly, her mouth a perfectly lustful 'O'. "Yes! Oh god yes! It's so hot seeing your face as I ride your cock! OHHHH! It's so hot seeing my son's face as I fuck myself on his dick! Ohh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh!"

"That's right, mom, you're having sex with your own son! Fuck! You sucked my dick until I came down your fucking throat and all over your pretty face. Ugh! Now we're having sex and I'm going to fuck your brains out before I fill you with all of my cum!" Casey growled harshly and Holly moaned even louder, fucking herself manically as her tits jumped and bounced wildly in front of Casey's face.

"Yes, Casey! YES! We're having sex, Casey! We're having sex! Ohhhh! You've got your big unprotected dick in me and I'm riding your cock! Oh god, I'm fucking myself on your dick! FUCK!" Holly moaned loudly between gut-wrenching, lust-filled groans of absolute pleasure. "Oh fuck! This is so fucking hot! So wrong...but oh so fucking good!"

"Would you rather stop then, mom?" Casey asked smugly and suddenly felt his mother's pussy clamp down around his dick.

"NO!" She almost screamed before fucking herself harder on his dick, "We're never going to stop! Ohhhh fuck! Ohhhhh! You're never going to stop fucking me are you, Casey?"

Smiling and pleased with himself, Casey pushed against his mother's hands as she held him down with all of her strength, giving her more leverage to fuck herself wildly on his dick. Fuck she was so good at this! He was going to cum if she carried on! So fucking soon!

"I'm never going to stop fucking you mom from now on. I promise you that." He promised and Holly's face lit up with a smile amidst the sweat and redness from how hard she was going at it.

"Ohhh god yes! Ohhhh good, mmmm, I was going to have to suck your cock again until you fucked me otherwise." Holly teased playfully, then added with a sensuous moan, "I don't ever want you to stop fucking me, baby, but I do want you to cum in me!"

As she fucked herself relentlessly Casey could barely talk he felt so close to the edge. Finally he managed to force out a few words however.

"Fuck, mom...I'm almost there. So close to giving you what you want right now!" He managed to get out between gritted teeth.

"Ohhhhhhh god!" Holly moaned excitedly, barely able to contain her anticipation as she fucked herself stupid on his dick, her hands clamped to his on the bed. "That's it, baby, cum for mommy. Mommy wants all of your cum inside her. Cum for me, baby! Give me all of your cum, Casey!"

Trembling on the edge of exploding within her Casey felt his chest tighten as his orgasm threatened to rip through him not only from how hot she was fucking herself on his dick and how hot she looked, but also because of how hot her words were. He was actually going to get to cum inside his mother's pussy! FUCK! And she was literally begging him to! Fuck it was just so fucking hot!

But Casey desperately didn't want to cum at the same time. He didn't want this hot sex to end so soon. He was so close because of how good his mother was, better than he had ever expected, and because of how all of this had been so unexpected. He literally had the one fantasy he had never expected to come true, come true! How could he hold on for long during that!? But he didn't want it to end just yet. There was something else he had always dreamed of and he hadn't done it.

And so gritting his teeth and fighting his own orgasm as best he could, Casey growled out.

"Not yet, mom! Not until I've fucked your brains out!" He grunted through gritted teeth right before he flipped Holly over and drove his dick into her, burying her ass into the mattress as he pinned her down to the bed this time.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Holly moaned loudly as Casey's dick sank balls deep inside her hard.

Casey didn't miss a beat, however. The moment he was on top of her he pulled almost all the way out of her pussy and then nailed deep inside her again, setting up a quick rhythm as his ass bounced up and down, driving his hard cock in and out of his mother like a pumping jackhammer.

Over and over again Casey's dick slammed in and out of Holly's very welcoming juicy pussy, fucking her for all she was worth as her ass was driven into the mattress and the bed shook and shimmied, slamming against the wall each time that Casey slammed into Holly. The beautiful mother's pussy clung like a vice around her son's impaling dick but all that meant was that Casey had to fuck her with more power. And fuck her he did. Driving his cock home again and again to the beautiful sound of his mother's lustful moans and groans.

"Oh god! Oh fuck! Yes! Yes, Casey, fuck me! Ohhh baby fuck me! Fuck your mother like a slut!" Holly cried out as she pulled her hands free and clawed at his back before she whipped her legs up and around his waist, pulling him deeper into her every stroke.

"Uh that's it! Take my dick, mom!" Casey growled in response as he drove his cock home inside her, slamming the fat head into her cervix again and again.

"Oh god baby yes fuck me! Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Nail me to this bed, Casey!" Holly almost screamed as she squeezed her eyes shut then stared avidly up into his face while she lay beneath him, humping her hips to meet every downward thrust he made into her.

"Is that what you want, mom? You want me to fuck you?" Casey asked harshly and Holly moaned as she ran her nails down his back.

"YES! Ohhh fuck! I want you to fuck me, Casey! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder and faster! YES! Ohhhhh goooooood! Give it to me, baby! Fuck me so good!" Holly replied with desperate horniness and Casey did just that, ramming his cock into her without mercy and fucking her hard into the bed.

The whole bed became one long protesting noise to the thorough fucking going on on top of it but Casey didn't stop. Slamming in and out of Holly he fucked his mother with all the strength he had in him, slapping his body against hers as his dick bottomed out inside her again and again. Her luscious tits rolled around her chest madly, slapping into each other wildly as Casey held himself above his mother, drinking in her beautiful face that was contorted in ecstasy as he gave it to her good. And all Holly could do was moan lewdly and thrust her hips up to meet each downward thrust into her. And wildly bucking she was as she fucked herself on her son's cock as much as he pounded her.

"Oh my god! Ohhhh! Ahhhh! Your cock is so fucking big! Oh fuck! I feel so fucking full!" Holly moaned loudly.

"Bigger than dad's?" Casey asked smugly, already knowing the answer as he ploughed into his mother again.

"Yes! Oh yes! Yes! Yes! So much bigger than your father's! Oh fuck! You fill me up so much more than he does! Oh god! FUCK! Fuck yes! Fuck! Oh god, fuck me! Ohhhh fuck me with that big dick, baby! Oh god, you're so much deeper in me than your father's ever been! God you feel so good!" Holly answered between loud moans and groans, her fingernails raking down Casey's back painfully.

"Who fucks you better? Me or dad?" He asked haughtily, preening as he drove his mother's ass repeatedly into the mattress to the sound of the headboard banging harshly against the wall.

"Ohhh you do! Ohhh fuck! You fuck me so much better than your father, Casey! Oh god, you're so much better! Oh fuck! Your dick is so much better than his! Mmmm! Ohhh! You're fucking me so good! So hard and fast! Yes! Ohhh fuck me! Mmmm baby, fuck me!" His mother moaned profusely in reply and Casey couldn't help but grin smugly at that. "Fuck me into this bed, baby! Nail me on your father's side!"

Casey slammed his solid nine-inch cock deep and hard into his mother's clinging pussy over and over again, grinning arrogantly to himself as he heard her moan loudly and lewdly. Smiling as he looked down at her naked body beneath him, Casey felt a surge of lust rush through his ragingly-hard dick as he felt her smooth legs locked tightly around his waist, her heeled feet bouncing on his ass as he repeatedly drove his huge, thick cock into her unprotected pussy, driving her tight ass deep into the soft mattress and causing the bed to shake lewdly. Holly's gorgeous face was a contorted mask of utter pleasure, her large brown eyes wide and sparkling with her fast-approaching orgasm as he drilled her tight pussy mercilessly.

Her big, 34DD tits shook and flew around her chest with the force of the fucking he was giving her and her hands grasped at his shoulders and back, her nails clawing hotly into his skin as she moaned loudly and almost constantly.

"Ohhhh fuck! OH FUCK! OHHH FUCK YES! YES! OHHH YES! FUCK CASEY! OHHHH FFFUUCKKK! Mmmmmmm!" Holly moaned passionately, staring up into his eyes as her lips smiled excitedly. Fuck but she was beautiful, and fuck was she loving this! "Ohhhhh fuck, ummm, yeah...ohhhh fuck yes! UNNNNGHHHH!"

"Fuck, ungh fuck, you're good at this" Casey grunted, feeling sweat run down his face as he stared down at this gorgeous woman.

"Ughhhh, mmmmm, fuck, you're...not too bad yourself, ohh" His mother half-moaned back and Casey slammed his cock home as hard as he could, bringing a guttural groan from the brunette, and a teasing smile "...Ummmmm, yeah, fuck...ok, you're fucking amazing Casey...ohhhh ummmm fuck, you fuck me so good...ummmm yeah, fuck...ohhh, I've never been fucked this good ohhhhh, fuck ohhhh Casey yes!"

Casey smirked at that and continued to drive his cock hard into her as her pussy squeezed tightly around his ravaging cock, and her hips rose to meet his hard thrusts.

"Ahhh, fuck...who fucks you the best mom?" He growled, unable to help himself. A dirty smile spread the gorgeous brunette's lips before she moaned deeply and arched her back as he pounded her tight pussy harder into the bed.

"YOU! OHHHH FUCK CASEY...ohhhh my fucking...ohhhh yes! OH YES! FUCK! Ohhhhh, fuck Casey, you fuck me the best! Oh fuck, you're so fucking good! Ummmm, so fucking BIG!" Holly groaned loudly as she scratched hard down his back, bringing a pained growl from Casey, as she lay back flat on the bed and stared with wild eyes up into his. Oh she was as close as him now...

Harder and harder Casey rammed his nine-inch dick home, pulling almost completely out of her well-fucked pussy before slamming so hard into her, so quickly, that once or twice the bed moved as it creaked loudly from the intense fucking.

CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK

Rhythmically the bed and the wooden headboard marked the illicit, cheating sex that was happening on top of it, in time with the lust-filled moans of the hot mother, and Casey began to feel his balls tingle fiercely.

"Ungh! Ungh! Fuck, do you want me to, fuck, stop fucking you?" He demanded tightly and Holly groaned deeply.

"Ohhh fuck Casey, don't ever stop...ummm...fuck, yes, ohhh, fuck me forever, please...oh fuck!" She moaned hotly as she gripped his shoulders and once more arched her back, her luscious tits pushed out sexily, as Casey began to pound her solidly. "Ohhhh fuck yeeeessss, ohhh, give me your dick Casey, oh fuck baby yes, ummm fuck...ohhh fuck me, oh Casey fuck me! Ohhhhh so fucking good! YES! UHHHMMMM YES! FUCK! OH FUCK ME BABY! FUCK ME!"

Hearing her moan those words so sincerely and so deeply passionately was like music to Casey's ears. Fuck he had wanted to hear her scream those words for so long!

"Fuck yeah mom, uhh, are you my slut now?" He half-growled, half-groaned, relishing the feel of her legs as they locked tighter around his body and as she once more wrapped her arms around him, her big tits flying wildly around her chest.

"YES! Oh fuck yes, I'm your slut! Ohhh fuck Casey, I'm your girl, ohhmmmm, fuck! Oh fuck! OHhhh yes! I want you to fuck me all the time, YES! OHHHHHH! Fuck! Fuck me, baby, mmm, fuck, slam your big cock deep inside me, ohhhh, fuck my pussy baby...oh yes...fuck your girl hard!" Holly cried out avidly as her nails dug into his back as she clung to him, humping her hips wildly.

Casey began to breathe heavier, his heavy, swinging balls tingling all over as they slapped hard and fast into his mother's tight ass as he drove his big cock nine-inches deep into her relentlessly, and he knew that he was about to cum any minute. So fucking close.

"Oh Casey, mmmm yes, oh fuck! Fuck me! Oh yes fuck me Casey! Ohhhmmmm yeahh, fuck, nail me to this bed baby! Oh fuck, give me all of your big dick!" Holly continued to call out, before arching her back and screaming loudly in pure pleasure, her nails digging so hard into his back that Casey was sure that some of the droplets on his back weren't sweat.

"Fuck mom, ungh fuck I'm gonna cum soon...fuck..." He groaned harshly, finding it difficult to breathe.

"Ohhhh, yes! Oh fuck I want you to cum inside me Casey! Oh fuck, ohhhh, I want your cum inside me so badly!" His mother moaned as she stared heatedly into his eyes as her own began to glaze. "Fuck, you're fucking me so good! Fuck me Casey, ohmmm, you've always wanted to fuck me...ohhhh...to get me under you...fuck yes...well now you have, ughnnmmm yes! OH YES! So fuck me Casey...fuck me...mmmm, and make me cum...oh yes...make me cum and then...ohhuhhhhh, ohhh yes...yesss..fuck...and then fill me with your cum...oh yes...fill my pussy with your hot cum!"

Her words, and the fact that she looked up into his eyes so yearningly, so hornily, and so intensely, made Casey groan deeply, and he began to feel his cum-filled balls tighten.

Holly gripped his back and held her legs around his waist tightly, pulling him deeper into her as she bucked her hips to meet each of his thrusts so fucking deep into her well-fucked pussy. Her head was spinning and her body felt on fire from how good her son was screwing her, and she could feel the most world-shaking orgasm fast approaching.

"Oh Casey fuck me! Yes, fuck me!! Ohhhhhh fuuuuckk, mmmmmnnngh, yeah, fuck!" Holly moaned loudly, her eyes rolling as she panted for breath "Oh fuck give me your big cock, ohhhh yeaaahummmm, fuck! Yes, fuck! Oh fuck baby, fuck me!! Ohhh YES! FUCK!"

The sight of this hot, good-looking naked guy above her, so strong as he held himself above her and fucked her within an inch of her life added to the immense pleasure that was surging through Holly's tight body. Fuck, but if she had known that Casey could fuck this amazing she would have let him get her in bed a lot sooner than this! Fuck, but he was incredible!

He relentlessly pounded her tight pussy, driving her ass hard into the bed and causing her legs to flail wildly around him.

"Fuck, I'm so close Casey...yes, fuck, ohhhhh FUCK! CASEY! OH FUCK! FUCK ME CASEY! OH FUCK ME! SO CLOSE, Ohhhhhfffuuuuckk you're going to make me cum soon...yes! Keep fucking me baby, oh fuck, Casey you're so fucking good!!" She moaned so loudly that she almost screamed as she raked her fingers hard down his back, leaving even more red welts.

"Ugh fuck mom, fuck, I'm gonna cum soon...fuck, are you ready for this?" He asked in a tight voice as he strongly nailed her pussy into the bed which creaked even louder than before.

"YES! Ohhh fuck yes!" The hot mother moaned hotly, the thought of being filled with her son's hot, sticky cum bringing her swiftly closer to her own impending orgasm. "I want you to cum in me Casey...fuck...so badly! Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh fuck, cum in me baby, ummm, fuck!!"

"Ungh good, fuck...'cause you're gonna get it all!" He growled in response and Holly opened her mouth to respond lustfully when her boyfriend's friend went wild.

The bed became one loud creaking noise and shook so violently that Holly would have thought it would fall apart if she could have thought straight right then as Casey began to ruthlessly pound his solid nine-inch cock into her with such force that he drove the air from his mother's lungs. When she finally managed to breathe, she screamed with wide eyes.

"OH YES! YES! OHHHHHH YES! FUCK! FUCK ME CASEY! YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO FUCK ME, SO FUCK ME BABY! Ohhhhhhhh! Fuck me like you've always wanted to, Casey! Ohhh god, please fuck me!" Holly cried out passionately, her fingers digging into his back as she clung on to him for dear life while being fucked the hell out of.

"FUCK!" Casey shouted out from how good it felt having his dick pounding inside her, "Who's fucking you good, mom?"

"Ohhhh you are, Casey! You're fucking me so good!" Holly moaned loudly in reply.

And dicking her good he was. His long, thick shaft slickly slammed in and out of her tight pussy like a jackhammer gone mad. Casey's ass rose and fell in a blur as he nailed his dick in and out of her wildly and Holly tried her best to keep up with humping hips. Her tits flew around her chest violently and her mouth was permanently open in a lewd moan and groan. Her long, smooth legs were wrapped so tightly around his waist, pulling him into her, that Casey found it hard to breathe. But the feel of her feet bouncing on his ass as he nailed the life out of her was just too hot, it made his dick ache with how hard it was.

But that wasn't the only thing that made his dick ache. The feel of her soft, burning hot, wet pussy made his cock throb and his balls tightly tingle more than anything. The feel of that soft, pliable hole gripping around his cock as he pummelled in and out of her felt like a gift of the gods and Casey knew that he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. He was close. And he was about to give his mother all the cum she could ever want, deep inside her unprotected pussy. And that just made his balls ache even harder.

Holly's nails raked down her son's back passionately as she moaned loudly. Her pussy was on fire with electric pleasure that beat throughout every nerve of her hot body. Hips humping, tits flailing, the gorgeous brunette mother fucked herself back up onto Casey's impressive dick every time he drove his nine inches deep into her, sending wave after wave of ecstasy ripping through her body. Fuck! She had never been fucked like this before. Such power, such passion, such desire for her. Casey was fucking the life out of her and was desperate to nail her senseless, and fuck he was doing a good job at that!

"Oh god, yes, Casey! Ohhmm mmmm, fuck! Oooo fuck!" Holly moaned in a loud, erotic purr as her eyes remained locked to her son's "Oh yes! Yes! Ohhhhh! Give me your big cock! Ohhhh FUCK! It feels so good!! Ohhhhh!"

Smirking down at her with all the self-satisfaction that he deserved considering that he had his own mother impaled on his unprotected dick, Casey continued to fuck his dick slickly into Holly's oh-so-welcoming cheating pussy driving her tight ass like a machine gun into the soft bed.

"You like that, Mom?" He asked with a mix of smugness and arrogance, clearly already knowing the answer from Holly's twisted face, manically humping hips, and desperately lust-filled cries of utter pleasure.

Smiling sexily -- well, as best as she could while moaning wildly and fighting to both roll her eyes into the back of her head while opening them as wide as they would go and biting her lip while throwing her head back and screaming in pleasure! -- Holly gave her son the most sluttiest and heat-filled look as she tightened her legs around his waist and thrust her hips up wildly to match his relentless pounding as she dug her nails into his back.

"Uh, Uhhh, Uhmmmnn, Ohhhh! Ffffuck! Oh fuck YES!" Holly replied emphatically, shouting out the answer passionately as Casey's huge dick rammed balls deep into her hard enough to slam against her cervix and shimmy Holly's head closer to the headboard above her. Squealing in delight the hot mother purred a moan excitedly as she grinned and moaned deeply. "Ohhhhhh! Oh fuck! Mmmm!" Laughing softly in disbelieving satisfaction, Holly's eyes shone ecstatically as she slid one hand down around Casey's strong back as the other snaked into his slightly mused dark hair. "Ohh I love the way you're fucking me! Ohhhhhmmmm!" She moaned huskily "Ohhhh! Oh! Oh fuck! Keep fucking me, Casey. Keep ohhhmmm fucking me! Ohhhhhh, I love your big dick! Oh my god, mmmmmmmm! YES!"

"Fuck, mom! I wish I would have fucked you earlier. I would have ripped your dress off and fucked you senseless on the sofa!" Casey growled hornily and Holly moaned deeply.

"Ummmhh...ohhh...yes! Oh god yes, Casey, I wish you would have fucked me before now! Ohmmm...fuck! Umnngh..uh...If I'd...ummm...have known you felt this GOOD! Ohhhhh...ummm...I would have let you fuck me anytime you wanted before now! Ohhhh fuuuuck yes! Ohhh yes! Umm...fuck!" She teasingly groaned as she looked up into his satisfied face, her own expression contorting from dick-hardening mischievous sexiness to twisted pleasure as blazing electric pleasure tore through her body with every rapid, hard thrust Casey made balls deep into her. With an innocently sexy smile that was only spoilt by the utter hunger raging in her eyes, Holly added innocently, "But you're going to fuck me as much as you want from now on. Ahh yes! Mmmmm...you hear me, baby? Umm...I want you to fuck me from now on. Ummmm...ohhh...You can have sex with me whenever you want...unghmmm...yes...ohhh fuck!...oooo...Ok, Casey? You get your...mmm...dick in me whenever you want...ohhmmm...you get me...ohhhh...any time you want...ohhhh...as much...fuck!...as you want...fuck! Oh yes! I'm yours to FUCK whenever you want!! Mmmm...so fuck me, Casey. I. WANT. You. To. FUCK ME."

Holly emphasised each of the last words deliberately as she stared intently up into Casey's eyes with a slutty, predatory smirk. Whether it was how hot she looked, what she had said, or how she had said it, the gorgeous mother didn't know but her son's eyes suddenly burned hotter and he rammed his hard dick into her so forcefully that Holly's groan came out a squeaking squeal of pleasure and her whole body was driven up towards the headboard as much as deep into the soft mattress.

Grinning proudly Casey ran one of his hands along Holly's bare leg as he rocked his hips in a slower, yet deeper, twisting motion that literally screwed his enormous dick around inside her pussy until the fat head thumped her cervix with its bare, pulsing skin.

"Do you love me fucking you more than dad?" He asked, his grin melting into a hot, cheeky smile that set Holly's heart...and pussy...fluttering. Fuck but he was gorgeous! And so bad!

Giving him her own devilishly impish yet oh-so-cute smile, Holly trailed one of her hands teasingly down onto his chest, pressing her palm against his firm muscles as her other hand danced down his neck to lightly grip his shoulder. Her smooth legs, already locked firmly around his waist, tightened and pulled him deep into her so that his fat cock sank as deep as it could, holding him firmly inside her as he almost danced his hips and forced his hard shaft to push hard into her -- almost as if he were trying to shove more of his cock, down to his balls, inside her -- and massage all around her pussy walls. Glancing deliberately down to look at her cock-stuffed pussy Holly felt a rush of lust surge through her until she felt lightheaded at seeing no sign of a condom and only her son's bare skin sinking into her splayed open, cheating pussy, before she looked back up with a hooded glance that burned with all of the heat she felt right then...and watched as Casey's eyes lit with that same fire.

"Yes" She answered simply, yet in a way that dripped utter sluttiness, holding his eyes with hers before she firmly raised her hips to push against his.

Taking the hint, Casey quickly used his greater strength to pull almost all of his cock out of her again despite her legs trying to force him back inside her and once again slammed home as he began to fuck her. With eyes locked in an almost angry passion, Casey's proud smirk twisted into a lustful arrogance.

"Yes, what?" He demanded hotly as he once more began pounding her pussy like a madman.

"Ohhh...Yes I love you fucking me more than your father" Holly purred loudly and honestly, and as Casey once more slammed into her hard and began fucking the life out of her, she knew what he wanted as she looked into his eyes. And so with wantonly dripping lust, she added...just as honestly...and loudly, "Ohhhh yes, Casey! I love you fucking me more than your father! Ohhh god yes, fuck me! Oh please fuck me! Ohhhmmmm! Fuuuccckk! Ummmm yeah! You fuck me so much better than he does! Ohhhh I love your big dick so much more! Ughmmm yes! Oh god yes! Fuck! Fuck me with your big unprotected cock, Casey! Make my pussy yours"

The words were exactly what her son wanted to hear as Casey's eyes blazed with wild lust and he rapidly began screwing his enormous dick in and out of her pussy with renewed vigour. Slamming into her so hard that each balls deep thrust slammed the fat, unprotected head of his cock against her cervix so forcefully that Holly struggled to gasp for panting breaths; both due to the force and how mind-blowingly incredible it felt. Her pussy, splayed as wide open as her legs around her son's waist, eagerly took every long, hard, thick inch of Casey's big dick, clenching and squeezing as it desperately tried to keep Holly filled with the wondrous rod as every inch of her pussy tingled and shook with a thousand fireworks of pleasure.

And oh fuck did it feel incredible! Holly could barely think she was having the life so literally fucked out of her. She had never felt so full of dick, so stretched, and so deeply penetrated! She was feeling so many things she had never known before, not only immense, stomach tightening, orgasm-inducing pleasure, but parts inside of her that she had never known existed -- parts she had never known a cock could reach or could set off like Casey's did!

The hot mother felt like a virgin again having sex for the very first time, feeling a hard cock inside her for the first time, and laying naked with a strong guy between her legs for the first time. Only this time the stunning dark-haired mother felt nothing but utter pleasure! And fuck did her son know how to use that monster! Not only was Casey so much thicker, and so much deeper inside her, than his father...but every single inch of his dick and every single move he made sent fireworks erupting from her pussy until every nerve in her body tingled and her muscles turned to jelly.

With each powerful thrust the gorgeous mother felt more and more like a fuck doll for her son, unable and unwilling to move except to fuck her pussy harder and faster on his cock as she hungrily met each of his downward thrusts with her bucking hips. Right then, having the life fucked out of her on her and his father's bed, Holly wouldn't have been able to move if Chris came in...wouldn't have wanted to move if Chris caught her!...and could do nothing but let Casey take her however he wanted. As much of her as he wanted. And oh fuck desperately want him to do both. Right then as Casey continued to nail her to his bed Holly had literally given him all of her and anything that he wanted.

All of the intense pleasure she felt from that was only made hotter as Holly looked up, her eyes locked with the stunningly good-looking guy above her, and saw not only the face of a guy who wasn't her husband...but the face of their son! The fact that here she was, a wife and mother, a woman completely in love with her husband, completely naked, lying on her and her husband's bed, her legs wrapped tightly around her son's waist, her big, glorious 34DD tits completely on display for him and rolling around her bare chest, her hands gripping erotically to his strong, naked back, as his completely unprotected cock that was so much bigger and thicker than his father's rammed and pounded her once-faithful pussy so hard and fast that Holly's ass bounced rapidly on the mattress and the hot 38-year-old felt like she was being drilled through the bed...all of it only drove Holly to even higher heights of pleasure.

Why it was so hot to think that here she was cheating on her loving, kind, caring, and perfect husband, not just with some random guy but with their son!, a guy he saw every day, Holly didn't know, but oh fuck did it feel incredible! That Holly was not only blown away by how great the sex was, that not only had she meant just how much better the sex was with Casey than with his father, and how much more she really loved his cock than her husband's, all of it just made Holly's pussy spasm until the hot, horny mother felt like she was clawing maddeningly as her entire body and world was being swept away to multiple orgasms that would blow her mind! All that existed was her gorgeous son above her and how incredible he was at fucking her! Fuck but she loved his cock!!

"Fuck, mom! Agh! You're pussy's so hot and tight!" Casey cried out.

"Ohhhh, fuck! Oh my god, yeeess! Ohhh fuck me, Casey! Ummm fuck me! Oh yeeaaahhh! That's just because your dick is so big, baby! Oh my god! YES! You feel so good in me!" Holly moaned emphatically as she almost glared up at Casey, her fingers flexing to scratch his back violently, "Give me your cock, baby! Umm yes! Give me your big cock! Ohhh! Mmmm, fuck, ohh you're so fucking big! I feel so fucking full! Ohhhhh!"

And give her his cock he did. Only this time Casey also leaned down until his mouth met her neck. Kissing and licking the eighteen-year-old devoured his mother's neck as he fucked into her from above, driving his cock hard and deep into her before seizing her neck between his teeth. Biting hard and over and over again, Casey bit down her neck to her shoulder and back again, almost drawing blood he nipped so hard.

"OHHHHHHH!" Holly cried out in passion at the feeling, as blazing trails of pleasure burst from the pain and only fuelled the way he was fucking her even hotter. "Ohhhh my god, baby, yes! Bite my neck! Leave your mark on your mother! Make her yours as you fuck her pussy!" She cried out as she grabbed hold of the back of his head and pulled him into her.

Casey did just that, nipping hard as his teeth sank into her soft flesh sending vibrations deep into Holly's pussy. So much so that the gorgeous brunette could barely contain herself! She fucked herself harder up against his pounding dick until her ass was bouncing off the mattress.

Casey only bit harder and fucked her more ruthlessly until finally he pulled his lips from her neck, leaving red marks all down her saliva-covered neck, and leaned back up panting.

"Would you rather have dad fucking you, mom?" Casey asked in a cocky growl as he rammed his unprotected dick balls deep into her.

"Ohhhh nooo! You! Ohh fuck, only you! I want you to fuck me, Casey! Oh god yes, only you!" Holly moaned honestly at the top of her lungs in reply, her nails digging into her son's tough shoulder as Casey drove into her pussy again and again.

Smirking stunningly, Casey moved one of his hands to gently hold one of Holly's heaving and flailing tits, squeezing hard, without missing a beat in how powerfully he was drilling her into the bed.

"I thought...ughn...you loved dad?" He asked playfully and Holly shuddered as she moaned deeply. Fuck that was so hot...and wrong...of him to say while fucking her! Oh so fucking hot!

Holly's back hit the bed again as her fingers splayed out on his back, shifting slightly as Casey's cock slamming into her occasionally drove the hot dark-haired mother a little closer to the headboard, and she gave him a look that dripped wanton sluttiness as her pussy was set afire around his impaling shaft.

"Ohhhmmmm, I do love your father" She moaned sexily, with a little impish smile and naughty twinkle in her large brown eyes. Oddly even being speared by her son's unprotected cock as she cheated on his father Holly knew that she meant those words with all of her heart. She really did love her husband and wanted to stay with him, and never wanted to hurt him. And yet, here she was, naked, on her back, legs around her son's waist, eagerly and hungrily taking all of his cock like she would for the rest of the night and more excited than she had ever been before about feeling him cum inside her!

She would let him do anything he wanted to her, fuck her all night long, tell him -- honestly -- how much bigger and better he was than his father, and yet with all of her heart she knew that she still loved Chris. This was just fucking hot sex with Casey...the best, most intense, and mind-blowing sex in her life. And that it was her own son just made it feel even better because it was so wrong. How both of those could be true at the same time the hot mother didn't know, but they were...and that just made cheating on her husband that much more intoxicating and hot.

With all of that burning through her mind and setting her pussy sparkling, Holly felt how much she and her husband loved each other and pictured her sweet, caring husband, busy with her other sons at the lake, as she felt Casey's huge cock spear hard and deep into her pussy, slamming against her cervix, almost into her womb!, without a condom and the sumptuous curve of her soft lips arched even more seductively as she reached to claw at Casey's neck and called out.

"Mmmmmm! Oh! Ughhmmm, fuck yes! Ohhh I love your father, Casey! Oooo...but you...ohhhh...you're fucking me! Unnngh, uh, uh, ummm, you get to FUCK ME OHHHHMMMMMMMM YEAH! MMMMmmmm, you get to fuck me...mmm...all night long...ohhhmmmm...like you've...unnm...always wanted." Holly purred moaningly as she kept her eyes locked on his, and then added with deliberate naughtiness, "So I'm all yours to fuck, Casey. Mmmm, I love your father...oooooo...and I'm his wife! Ohhh...but I'm all yours to fuck, Casey. Oooommmm! Sooo fuck your mother, Casey! Give me your cock, baby!"

Casey's gorgeous eyes glittered in lust and he leaned down to kiss Holly, his fingers teasing her tits as he squeezed and mauled one in his hands as his dick continued to plow into her, all sending waves of heat through Holly's tingling body and setting her pussy on fire even more.

Casey roughly squeezed Holly's tits, moulding the soft but firm flesh between his fingers as he pulled her towards his spearing dick in a way that set Holly's pussy blazing even more with how primal and dominant it felt. Having her son smiling so stunningly down at her as he played with her naked tits, pulling and twisting her erect nipples as he groped her hard, all the while ramming and pounding her pussy with his huge, fat cock, was just so fucking hot, and the gorgeous mother could only shudder and moan louder as she held onto his back and almost desperately fucked her pussy on his cock, almost like she was about to cum!

Smiling, with a look of devilish impishness as she pushed her tits into Casey's mauling hand, Holly reached up to push hard against the headboard.

"Do you like riding me, then, Casey?" She asked with impish cuteness, enjoying looking up into her son's, rather than his father's, face as she felt his fat cock spear into her, pushing the walls of her pussy apart, stretching her, as the hard shaft sank nine inches deep into her fast and hard, pounding her so fucking good. Fuck this was so hot!

Casey's one-sided charming smile would have made Holly's pussy flutter excitedly if it had not already been maddeningly alive with electric fire already as she continued to ram her hips up to meet every powerful downward thrust into her.

"Ugh, fuck, mom" Casey repeated again in a tight voice as his hand continued to roughly play with her large tits, squeezing the soft but firm flesh so eagerly that he left red hand imprints on her skin as he mauled her. The sight -- and feel! -- of her son's hands mauling her tits and briefly leaving those marks made the hot mother moan deeply. Fuck but she had never dreamt that she would see the day when her own son would be playing with her tits! Let alone groping her like he had never had his hands on a woman's body before while fucking the hell out of her! Smiling at the effect his touch was having on her, Casey rolled her sensitive nipple between his fingers, sending Holly's pussy ever hotter, as he continued to speak. "What do you think?" He asked as he flexed his hips, slamming deep into her as he rubbed against her clit almost sending Holly shooting up the bed in pleasure! "You're so fucking hot! You're my fucking dream woman. Fuck! Ughnn, yeah"

Hearing her son say that with honest appreciation and wonder made Holly arch her back a little more, angling her hips for him to fuck her deeper as she pushed her tits as hard as she could into his hand and let her own hand fall from his neck to help him squeeze her tits. Fuck! But if he hadn't already gotten her into bed then that charming honesty would have done it! That feeling curved Holly's lips beautifully, putting a gorgeous pleased sparkle in her eyes...but Casey was far from done and that feeling only got stronger.

"Fuck your pussy is tight! Ungh...shit. Ahh fuck! I...ugh...thought your throat was fucking tight but...damn...your pussy feels like it's trying to suck the cum from my dick harder than your mouth did! FUCK squeeze my dick as I fuck you, mom!" He half growled and half grunted as he continued to plow into her, slamming her ass into the bed as he sank his unprotected cock into her like only his father should.

Holly could barely hold on as she clawed at the headboard above her and pushed against the wall, splaying her hand out as wide as her legs.

"Oooo yeah, ohhhh! Ummmm, fuck! Oh yes, ahh...fuck, your dick feels so fucking good in me! Ummm yeah, I love your cock! Mmm! Ohhh! Fuuuuck...your dick...is...so...fucking...big! Oh my god I'm so full of your cock, Casey! Ooooo keep fucking me! Oh yes! Oh my god!! You're fucking me sooo good!! Ughh...uhhmmm...yeah! Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuck YES! Ooooommmm! FUCK! You're so much bigger than your father! Oh god fuck! Oh wow! Ohhh you fuck me so much better than he does! Oh my god, you're so good at having sex with me! Ummm! I love having sex with you!! Ohhh, uh, yeah...fuck...I love your cock...ohhhh...I love your big cock more than your father's!! Oh god yes Casey, fuck me!" Holly moaned loudly in response, her hand clawing at the headboard above her wildly as she forced Casey's hand to almost painfully grope her shuddering tits by arching her back into him, her pussy literally on fire with pleasure as she tried to bounce her tight ass off the bed onto her son's impaling dick.

Tried, because Casey was nailing her so hard and fast that Holly could barely keep up! Staring up at him with utter passion painting her beautiful face Holly forced Caseu's hand into her naked breast with her own as she let go of his back and laced her fingers with his, the soft but firm flesh moulding fatly around his strong fingers as he squeezed enthusiastically while her other breast shook and rolled madly around her slender chest.

"Oooo fuck my tight pussy, Casey! Mmmm, make my pussy yours, not your father's! Ohhhh! YES! Oh fuck yes! Ohh my pussy is yours, not your dad's! Oh god! Ohhmm, yeah, your cock feels so perfect in me! Oh don't stop fucking me! Caaaassseeeeyyy! Yeeeeeaaah! Ohhhhhhh! Fuuuuu...Fuuuck! Oh, oh, oh, oooooo! Mmmm! Do you like that? Mmmm, do you like my pussy? Do you like...fucking me, Casey? Ohhmmm, are you glad you got to fuck me? Would you...ohhhh...would you rather fuck some other girl? Ohhhhhuuunnghh! YES!" Holly panted hornily and Casey grinned widely.

"You're the only woman I want to fuck, mom! You know that!" He replied through gritted teeth and Holly moaned deeply.

Proud flutters ran through Holly's stomach at that and the hot mother excitedly pulled her hard nipple as Casey cupped her breast, squeezing roughly and almost pushing the soft but firm flesh close enough for Holly to lick her nipple. Her soft, parted lips curved even more pleased and she pushed herself down and up to meet her son's thrust, driving his dick so deep the sexy dark-haired mother thought he had speared into her womb! Fuck but she screamed a squeal as electricity tore through her body as her pussy almost split with fat, solid cock meat!

Casey, on the other hand, had opened his mouth to say something else but no words came out as Holly's pussy swallowed his cock like her throat and mouth had not long before, and for a moment the look on her son's face made Holly think that she was about to receive her second load of cum for the night...but this time deep in her fertile pussy! The thought sent shivers of lust rampaging through her sexy, slender body and for a second Holly herself thought she was about to explode into a mind-wrenching orgasm -- fuck! The thought of having cum shooting into her pussy was so hot! But having her son's cum, not his father's, and not even some other guy's, but her own son's cum!, pumping inside her, just as he had unloaded in her mouth and down her throat earlier, was just...fucking orgasmic! Fuck...Holly's whole world began to spin!

Clearly holding onto himself by his fingernails, Casey didn't miss a beat and continued raising his hips and slamming into her with barely a stumble as he visibly struggled not to fill her with his cum too early. Almost holding her breath as her pussy tingled with excited anticipation Holly waited for that familiar feeling of thick, hot cum pumping from the expanding fat head of a hard cock, coating the inside of her pussy -- blasting against her unprotected pussy walls and shooting deep into her pussy, thick ropes of potent seed emptying into her fertile, cheating womb.

Staring up at him with eyes that sparkled with utter eagerness Holly locked her legs around Casey's waist, pulling his cock deeper into her, desperate to not let one drop of his hot cum escape her pussy. And her son's cock twitched hornily inside her as he smirked, knowing exactly what she was doing...what she wanted...but all he did was slide his hand from her tits to grab her slender, curved waist as he continued to jackhammer his pussy-splitting cock into her, flexing his hips to match each roll of hers and driving Holly's clit and the inside of her pussy crazy.

"Fuck you're beautiful!" Casey admired, looking as taken aback as the first time Holly had seen his dick. Holly felt another surge of pride as his eyes wandered over her. "And...ungh...you ask if I'd rather fuck someone else?" He asked with playful yet honest affront. "Fuck, mom...uh...you're fucking gorgeous...agh...hot...fuck...hot as hell...hottest fuckk! Nnngh...greatest cocksucker! Aghh. Shit! fuckk...nnnngh...fuck your pussy feels so fucking good!...And you know...urgh, I've always wanted you! Fuck, just...just touching you makes me want to...cum all over that gorgeous face of yours...fucknnn!"

"Mmmmmmm fuck!" Holly moaned appreciatively, her body shaking from the feel of his hands on her as she reached up to grab onto his back with her hand as the other held onto the headboard as much as how good his cock felt pumping into her, before with a dirty smile that made her body shudder in pleasure at what she was saying, she added, "Ohhhhh fuuuuck yes! Ohhhmmmoooo, fuck! Oh fuck me! Ohhh god yes, Casey! Ohhh, don't stop fucking me!! Give me your dick, Casey! Uuuuunnn, yyyeaaahh! Fuck me with your big cock, baby! Fuck me better than your father ever has! Aaaaghhh, yeah! Oooo, show his, oh, wife the great night you always wrote about!!! Aaaahhh YES FUCK ME!! OHHHHH!"

With that Casey smirked and slammed his cock into her and held himself balls deep inside her. Harshly he began to rotate his hips, circling his cock within her pussy and rubbing her clit harshly before pulling out and then slamming back in with a twist to his movements that screwed his cock into her pussy, sending wave after wave of pleasure surging through Holly's body and arching her back.

"Ohhhhhh! Fuck!" Holly cried out passionately, "Oh god, yes, baby, give me your big dick! Don't stop! Fuck me! Fuck me baby! Fuck me, Casey! Oh yes! Ooooh god! Ohhh god! Ohhhh you're fucking me so good! Ummm, fuuuuuccckk! Yes! Ohhh Casey, fuck! Ohhhhhh, you're fucking me so fucking goooooood!!" The last came out as a squealing scream as pleasure erupted from Holly's pussy and surged through her mind, almost making her pass out. Panting breathlessly, she gazed intently up into Casey's eyes as he sweated lightly above her, pumping her full of his solid cock meat. "Oh god, Casey, I love your big cock! Ohhh fuuuuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhh! I wish you would have fucked me before now! Ohmmm yeaah! Oooooo! If...ohhh...if I would have known how mmmmm big your fucking dick is...and...ahhhoooohhh...how fucking incredible you are at this...ooooo...I would have let you get your dick in me way before now! Ohh! I would mmm have let you fuck me in the kitchen today! Ahh! And fuck me in your room! Ohhh! Yes! I would have sucked your dick while we watched the movie!! AHHH! FUCK! OHHH FUCK ME! Ohhhh YES! Give me all of your cock! Fuck my pussy until you fill me with your cum! Ohmmm!!"

"Fuck!!" Casey groaned, driving his cock so hard into her that Holly grunted, his eyes raging with lust as he stared down at her. "Fuck!" He breathed tightly, "It's so fucking hot to hear you say that, mom" He added between strained, panting breaths as Holly heaved with heavy breaths herself beneath him, smiling with sexy playfulness "I've wanted to hear you say that for so fucking long. Fuck, I could listen to you say it over and over without ever getting bored"

Holly's lips curved a little more erotically as she kept her eyes locked on his and, relishing in the feel of his thick, oh-so-gloriously hard cock buried completely inside her, teased the back of his neck with her fingers as she deliberately and seductively spoke.

"Fuck. Me. Casey" Holly said impishly, and as Casey shook his head in wonder at her as he forcefully slammed his hips up and down, faster and harder until he was fucking her steadily -- his hard cock pumping in and out of Holly's unprotected pussy -- Holly kept her eyes locked on his as she first breathed sexily, then moaned hotly, then groaned in loud pleasure, until with utter ecstasy and in a shaky voice from how hot and hard Casey pounded her again, she called out in a passionate scream, deliberately loud enough for the neighbours to hear, "Ohhh fuck me, Casey! Fuck me! Oooo I want you to fuck me, Casey! YES! Ohhhh!"

Again and again the hot mother cried out, ever louder and ever more emphatic, and each time her stud son rammed his dick home, fucking her harder and faster until with furious power he was hammering her tight ass and slim body into the mattress, causing the soft but sturdy bed to gently creak, creak, creak from the furious, illicit fucking that was going on on top of it!

Holly's cries of passion quickly turned from teasing and spurring Casey on to desperate screams and moans of utter pleasure. Casey nailed her to the bed so hard and fast that steadying himself with both hands on the bed he growled and breathed heavier, straining with effort as his hips bounced up and down, drilling his enormous rod in and out of Holly's pussy with a slick schlucking sound. Holly's large 34DD tits rolled wildly as she clung to his neck, steadily being driven closer and closer to the headboard above her as Casey's thrusts rammed her deep into the mattress and slammed so hard against her cervix that as she bounced her hips to meet his rhythm Casey's cock drove her ever up the bed. And all the while Holly Clarke, faithful mother and wife, begged him to fuck her, to give her his cock, and moaned in absolute delirious pleasure as he did just that.

The hot mother's eyes almost rolled into her head again as she was filled with so much hard cock so quickly and powerfully, not to mention so deeply! The sexy way that Casey kept fucking her so that her head thumped the headboard into the wall made how good he was screwing her feel ten times hotter. For a moment, as the rhythmic thumping continued and Casey's huge, thick, rock-sold, unprotected cock plunged balls deep into her again and again, pounding her ass into the soft mattress fast and hard, causing her tits to jiggle wildly and her feet to bounce on his bare ass, Holly almost felt like she was going to cum any second! Fuck but this was so wrong and yet so incredibly hot! Casey was fucking her so much more powerfully than his father, he was so much stronger, so much deeper inside her, he had so much more stamina -- he just kept going and going as he pounded her hard and fast in a way that would have had his father out of breath and cumming in seconds!, and holy fuck did he know how to use his dick and work her pussy! Fuck, but he was just relentlessly nailing her and all Holly could do was lie there and take it, and try as hard as she could to buck her hips to keep up with him; but oh fuck did he ever stop for breath!!?

As Casey relentlessly pounded into her and Holly fucked herself as hard as she could back at him, her tits flying around her chest, she was about to reach round to claw at his back once more with the hand that was grasping the headboard when suddenly Casey took both of her hands and pinned them down onto the bed beside her head. Holding her down Casey thoroughly began to fuck into her with all of his strength, nailing his dick in and out of her pussy like a jackhammer. And Holly screamed in pleasure.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking good at this! Ohhh fuuuuck! Oh yes fuck! Ungh! Ohhhh fuck me! Uhhhh! You're fucking me so fucking good! Oh yes! Yes! YES! OHHHH! FUCK! Ohhhh, I love your fucking dick! I love your fucking dick! Ohmmmnnngh! Fuck me, Casey, fuck the hell out of me! Ohhhh mmmm, yes! OHHH YES! OHHHHNNNGH! Fuck, yes! Fuck me like only your father should!" Holly cried in ecstasy, and Casey did just that, driving her ass into the mattress like a jackhammer gone wild!

"Oh fuck! Shit, mom! Are you going to cum?" Casey growled out as his hands pushed Holly's into the mattress while his dick nailed her ass into the bed.

"Yes, baby! Oh fuck, Casey! I'm going to cum soon! Just keep fucking me like that! Oh god! YES!" Holly moaned in reply as loudly as she could, her feet bouncing off his rising and falling ass like they were on springs, while her hips rose and fell to meet him manically. "Are you going to cum, baby? Mmmmm! I really want your cum!"

"Fuck, mom! I'm going to give you all of my cum in a minute! Shit!" Casey responded and Holly couldn't help but groan wildly. She was so looking forward to him filling her with his hot cum she couldn't wait! "Yeah I'm gonna fuck you, mom. I'm going to fuck you and cum in you. Fuck!"

Ramming into her hard, Casey fucked Holly as powerfully as he could. His legs raising up on tiptoe so that he could get more leverage, the hot eighteen-year-old slammed his hips down, driving his cock deep into the hot tight pussy of his mother. With every deep slam of his pistoning hips Holly's tits flew around her chest, her bare thighs tensed around his waist, and her slender fingers scratched down his back, moaning loudly. Her pussy was on fire and her whole body itched with pure ecstasy so that the wife and mother could barely keep her eyes in one place.

"Oh god, yes! YES! Make me scream, Casey! Oh fuck, make your mother scream for your big dick! OH GOD! FUCK ME! YES! FUCK ME!" Holly screamed out as Casey worked his dick in and out of her, "Fuck! You've always wanted to get me under you! Ohhhhh, fuck...now you have! Fuck me! Fuck me and make me cum, baby! YES CASEY! Ohhh fuck! Fill my pussy with your big dick and all of your fucking cum!"

Squeaking and creaking the bed complained as Casey drilled Holly's ass into the soft mattress. The lustful sight of the hot dark-haired mother being fucked into her bed, her big 34DD tits rolling around her chest wildly and her long, smooth legs wrapped tightly around her son as he slammed his entire thick nine inch cock deep into her until his balls swung heavily against her tight ass, while her beautiful face contorted in ecstasy, her softly painted lips moaning in a lewd 'O' as she felt more intense pleasure than ever before, was just too awe-inspiring.

Fuck, Holly couldn't hold back any longer. And so as Casey pounded her pussy towards her orgasm with every stroke, the exhausted and well-fucked mother, alive with the thrill of how big, how deep, and how good her son was, and at the intense feeling of cheating on her husband, as she took her son's unprotected cock inside her, fucked as hard as she could, thrusting her hips up to meet every stroke Casey made until suddenly Holly felt the familiar tingling within her stomach and pussy.

Every slam of her hips quickly became more eratic than the last, made worse by the knowledge that she was imminently about to feel Casey shoot his cum inside her for the first time. Moaning louder and with all she had in her, the hot mother egged her son on to fuck her as hard and as fast as he could...and oh fuck did Casey do just that. Her nails scratched down his back, the harder he fucked her the more blood she drew, and the horny pair stared hotly into each other's faces. Holly felt the thrill, as she had all night, of staring up at Casey's face, not her son's, not her husband's, as she felt him fuck her, as she felt her orgasm approaching, and as she knew she was about to feel cum inside her for the first time ever. All from her own son! Fuck!

And so the pair continued to fuck, slamming hard and fast, breaking the bed and smashing the wall with the headboard, until suddenly Holly felt her orgasm creeping rapidly up inside her. Clawing wildly as she felt her pussy tingling like a wildfire, clenching and relaxing around his massive, impaling member again and again, Holly panted heavier and harder, so very fucking close.

"Ohhhh fuck! Fuck! Fuck me Casey! Oh god, I'm so fucking close!" She chanted over and over, "Don't stop! Oh god, fuck! YES! OH YES! OHHHHH!"

Casey, his whole body drenched in sweat and red, his breathing laboured and ragged and his face frozen with the look of lust as he stared down at her and utter concentration as he fucked that spot deep in Holly's pussy and held back as much as he could, slammed into her with all he had. And Holly began to pant harder.

"Oh yes, Casey! Casey! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god! Ummmm! Yeah! Ohhhhh! Casey, keep fucking me, you're going to make me cum! Oh god, so fucking good! Fuck me baby, fuck me!" Holly cried out, her eyes fluttering and rolling as she tried hard to stare up at her son's face as pleasure battered every sense within her.

Fuck she was so close! The sight of her son's strong body above her, his gorgeous face, and knowing that he was her son just sent Holly rocketing into ecstasy. Fuck he was so hot! This was so fucking wrong and so fucking good! She was about to cum...and oh fuck was Casey going to make her explode.

He relentlessly pounded her tight pussy, fucking her ass into the bed and causing her smooth legs to flail around him wildly, her toes curling. Her large tits flew around her chest and her long dark hair framed her beautiful face as she stared erotically up at him from where she lay, helplessly and enthusiastically taking his big dick.

Holly's whole body surged with utter pleasure as she gripped Casey's back and held onto him with her legs as best she could while he fucked her pussy hard and fast, pummelling her into the soft mattress. Her whole body spun and she felt both lightheaded and like the world was about to explode in every colour and pleasure she could imagine. Fuck, she was right there! Casey slammed harder, his movements becoming more jerky and eratic the closer he came and feeling him so close pushed Holly hotter and higher. Fuck!

"Oh fuck! Oh Casey! Oh god yes! YES! FUCK! Ohhh! Fuck me, Casey! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OHHHHH! Goooooddddd, you're going to make me cum, Casey! Oh yes, don't stop. Fuck! Fuck me, Casey, fuck me!" Holly cried out loudly, raking her fingers hard down his back.

"Aaagghh, fuck! Mom! Cum for me, mom, unngh, fuck. Cum for me!" Casey growled harshly.

"Oh god I'm going to cum! Ohhh fuck, I'm going to cum! Keep fucking me! Oh yes! Casey! CASEY! OH FUCK CASEY YES! FUCK ME!" Holly called out emphatically, then moaned as loud as she could

"Yeah, fuck! You better cum, mom. Cum on my big dick, baby! 'Cause I'm about to cum in you, mom! FUCK! Are you ready for this?" He grunted in a tight, tired voice, and Holly screamed in pleasure.

Her whole body felt a rush of pleasure that drove her mad surge through her body as Holly felt the excitement of what her son had just said. He was about to cum in her. This was it! She was not only going to feel his cum inside her for the first time but feel her son's cum inside her!

Holly's whole body hummed and her pussy sparkled with ecstasy and her orgasm went from approaching methodically to suddenly slamming almost on top of her. Panting and slamming her hips as wildly as she could, grasping at his back and clawing at him, moaning ever more passionately and madly, Holly's voice rose as she felt her violent orgasm about to tear her whole body to shreds.

"YES! YES! YES! OHHH FUCK! FUCK! OHHHHH! GOD I WANT YOU TO CUM IN ME! FUCK ME CASEY! FUCK ME!!! OHHHH! CUM IN ME, BABY! OHHH I WANT YOU TO CUM IN ME! FUUUUUCCCKKKK!!" Holly screamed hotly, the thought of being filled by his hot, sticky seed driving her closer to her maddening orgasm.

Groaning loudly, Casey fucked into her as powerfully as he could and Holly felt her pussy tightening and her world starting to spin. Fuck she was about to cum! Fuck! FUCK!

"Fuck! You want me to cum in you mom? Ugghh. 'Cause I'm going to. Fuck. I'm about to fill your pussy with my cum!" Casey asked with a tight, harsh, orgasm-approaching voice as he drove his dick into her relentlessly, the bed sounding as if it were about to collapse any second.

"YES! OH GOD, GIVE IT TO ME, CASEY! OHHH GIVE ME YOUR BIG COCK AND OH FUCK ME! OHHHH! GIVE ME YOUR CUM! OH FUCK BABY GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR CUM!!" Holly screamed passionately in reply, her whole body shaking as her orgasm threatened to crash down on her. Her hips worked faster and harder, wildly bucking against Casey's relentless fucking as she fucked herself right to the edge of her orgasm. Fuck...fuck...she was about to...fuck! About to...

"Ohhh fuck...you're about to get all of my cum, mom! Think about dad while you feel it!" He growled tightly in response and Holly moaned louder as she panted wildly

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

The bed quickly became one loud creaking and squeaking noise, shaking violently, and shaking Holly's tight, slender body as Casey unsteadily fucked the hell out of her. Gripping tightly to him Holly thought about her husband and what was about to happen, and the feel of her son's enormous dick slamming in and out of her. Every touch of his body to hers, every feel of him deep inside her, every thought of how he was about to make her cum and fill her with his seed pushed Holly madly towards the edge. Until she saw a flash of her husband's loving face in her mind and then focused on Casey as his thick, long cock sank balls deep inside her, and Holly felt her whole world seemingly hang in the balance for a second.

"OH MY GOD CASEY, YES! OHHH FUCK! FUCK! OHHH CASEY, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM...OHHH FUCK! FUCK ME! FFFFUUUCCCKK! OH GOD KEEP FUCKING ME, KEEP FUCKING ME! YES! OH GOD I'M SO...OHHH YES...YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM...FUCK ME CASEY" She cried out, deliberately emphasising his name rather than his father's, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME YOU'RE GOING TO...OHHH...AGGHHH...YES...OH GOD...YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE...OHHH OHHH FUCK CASEY...CASEY...OH FUCK CASEY YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM! OH GOD, OH GOD! KEEP FUCKING ME! FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUUUUUCCCCKKKK MMMMEEEEE! OHHH! I'M GO...I'M GO...AAAAAHHHHH IIII'MMMM CUUUMMMMMMIIIIINNNNNGGGG AAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Holly screamed so loud that Casey would have looked around to see if one of the neighbours was going to charge in to see what was wrong if he wasn't so close to cumming himself. For the hot mother Holly felt Casey's huge cock continuously pound her until suddenly her world exploded in the most violent and ecstastic way ever.

Her pussy slammed hard onto Casey's cock clamping down like a vice trying to snap shut and convulsions wracked the knockout brunette like she was being electrocuted. Her whole body shook and juddered as wave after wave of pure ecstasy shot through her, sweeping her senses away in a wash of stars and colours. Holly threw her head back, her eyes open and staring at the ceiling but seeing nothing as her whole world ceased to exist in the most powerful orgasm of her life. Her pussy spasmed as her nails dug so deeply into Casey's back that her son yelled out in pain. Holly's large, succulently soft but oh-so-firm tits quivered as her body trembled and convulsed and her legs locked solidly around Casey's body.

As wave after wave of ecstasy beat through her like a storm on the shore, Holly felt like every orgasm she had had before was just a horny flutter in her stomach. Wracked with pure pleasure the gorgeous mother lay convulsing for what seemed like an eternity, but could only have been seconds. Her muscles tensed, her stomach knotted, her back arched, and her nails dug deeper, and Holly lost any sense of time and the noise of the bed. But then one sound came through and set Holly's orgasm off again...

"Fuck! Agh! Mom...fuck...here I cum!" Casey growled and slammed his huge cock balls deep into her

Holly had only enough time to draw a breath before she suddenly felt the thick cock expand, the fat head grow, and then with a guttural grunt from her son Holly felt the tip explode. Load after huge, heavy load of cum, just like she had felt in her mouth earlier, exploded within her pussy. The first, huge rope shot from Casey's dick and pumped into her, coating her cervix and pussy walls before another, and another, and another, quickly spurted deep inside her. Just as she had felt as Casey had emptied his load down her tight throat not long before Holly felt deep inside her unprotected pussy. Huge globs of her son's potent, sticky white cum shot inside of her as Casey groaned and held his dick as deep inside her as he could.

The feeling of Casey's hot seed pumping into her, of it splashing against the walls and insides of her pussy, was like nothing Holly had ever felt before. And oh fuck, it sent her orgasm reeling in another powerful round of pussy-shattering quakes. Convulsing and screaming wordlessly, trying vainly to call out that she could feel Casey cumming inside her, Holly's eyes rolled up into her head and her mouth hung open as she quivered on his fully impaled cock. And spurts just kept on coming. Fuck! She had thought Casey would only cum a little given that he had already emptied his balls down her throat that night. But fuck, he just kept on cumming inside her!

Load after huge, heavy load pumped inside her, kept in only by the sheer size of her son's thick dick and how tightly Holly's pussy was holding to his fat shaft as she came hard, the only place for his cum to go was deep into her womb. Firing huge loads straight into her womb and filling her pussy with his cum, Holly felt just as she had when he had made her swallow all of his sticky seed. Full. Fuck, did she feel full quickly. Every time a thick rope shot out of his dick and lashed against the inside of her pussy Holly quaked and shook, cumming harder. Everything ceased to exist for the knockout mother except the feel of her son cumming inside her and the most intense and vicious orgasm of her whole life. Her head spun deliriously and dizzingly and her ears rang. Pleasure battered through her like nothing she had ever experienced until she thought she was about to pass out. Finally, however, after an eternity of being filled by his heavy loads, Casey emptied his entire balls deep inside her and the final sticky globs shot from his dick into her.

With a loud groan Casey collapsed heavily on top of her, mashing her big tits into his chest, as Holly finally felt her orgasm shudder through her and she lay panting exhaustedly. But oh fuck did she feel fucking satisfied and content. And oh fuck did she feel so fucking full of cum. Fuck!

"Oh fuck!" Holly breathed heavily in a half-moan, half-sigh as she lay panting and breathing heavily on the bed, her chest rising as her son lay sweaty and spent on top of her.

Casey grumbled something in response but he was too tired to really speak right then and so Holly just lay back and relaxed, relishing in the buzzing feel of post-sex and just being filled with a ton of cum. For a moment all she could do was lay there and just bask in how good she felt...and how completely spent she was. But after a little while she managed to weakly move her arms to wrap them around her son as she held him close to her. Both naked, like mother and son should never be, as Casey's cock slowly began to soften within her.

Finally Casey pushed himself up unsteadily until he was holding himself above her once more and Holly's hands fell to her heaving chest, half covering her voluptuous tits as she lay reeling from her orgasm. Sitting up and pulling his now soft cock from inside her, the cum flowing in her, Casey grinned down at her with the largest, most satisfied smile she had ever seen him have.

"Someone seems satisfied." She said tiredly, but with her own small, impish smile on her face, "Are you happy you've finally nailed me?"

Casey's grin only grew more pleased and self-satisfied at that as he ran a hand along her slender leg and across her cum-filled belly.

"That was the best ever." Casey announced with a long sigh, "Fuck, mom, you were incredible!"

This time it was Holly's turn to smile smugly as she lay gasping for breath.

"You weren't too bad yourself. I almost passed out." She replied and watched as Casey's smile beamed even brighter.

"Was that the best sex you've ever had?" He asked with a smirk and Holly felt her stomach flutter. He had just finished nailing the hell out of her and cumming in her, his own mother!, and now he wanted to one up his father another notch?

"Much better than I've ever had sex. Even with your father." She confirmed for him and smiled as he sat up straighter.

He was so proud of himself in fact that Holly half thought he was about to stuff his cock back inside her with how he looked down at it!

"And what about you? Have I made up for missing out on your weekend?" She asked with a coy playfulness and Casey nodded.

"Fuck! What weekend?" He asked and Holly laughed softly. "This was the best weekend I could've dreamed of!"

"Good!" She replied with a warm, loving smile mixed with mischievousness, "I'm glad I could make it better for you."

Casey didn't reply at first, instead he let his eyes wander all over her naked body before once more raising his gaze to her face.

"Oh you did. And you will a lot more." He said confidently before shuffling on the bed so that his legs hung off the side. "So, when's round two?"

Holly laughed musically as she reached up to run her hands through her long, brown hair.

"We've just had sex and you're asking when we can go again?" She asked amusedly and fondly.

Casey gave her his best guilty look as he grinned at her, and Holly laughed softly again.

"I can't help it if I had fun." He said finally, standing up on unsteady legs and turning towards her, completely naked and hanging free.

Holly's eyes drifted down his strong, sleek body to his thick, soft cock without intending to. She just couldn't help it. Before she looked back up at his face with a little more red in her cheeks and a little more tingling in her pussy than before.

"So did I, but you've fucked me so good I can't move." Holly replied with a loving laugh as she lifted her arm up weakly and let it fall beside her as if she had no bones in her body. "I think you're going to have to wait, stud."

Grinning at her as if he could keep going all night despite wavering where he stood, Casey reluctantly agreed before jumping back on the bed beside her.

"Well there's nothing stopping a little touching and kissing, is there?" He said smoothly as he reached up to circle his fingers around her firm tits as he leaned closer to her face.

Smiling naughtily Holly reached up to run a hand down his cheek.

"Nothing at all." She agreed playfully before feeling his lips press against hers.

The kiss was long and deeply passionate. Casey's tongue played delicately with hers at first, flicking and flaunting its way around hers as their lips smacked slowly. Then with increased pressure as he leaned against her and squeezed her tits firmly his tongue began to dart around hers in her mouth and dance with hers playfully. Moaning softly Holly kissed her son back as thoroughly as he kissed her, pulling him towards herself with her hand on his face as if she couldn't get enough. And right then, she couldn't.

As the kiss went on and Casey's hands wandered over her chest, squeezing and pulling and mauling her tits and nipples Holly began to breathe harder and her pussy began to tingle once more, until finally she couldn't take any more and her free hand flopped over to grab hold of Casey's thick cock, squeezing and pulling on the soft but large member as she and her son made out.

Her hand moved up and down, putting pressure on her son's dick to harden as her fingers played around the sensitive head before slipping down to jerk his dick like she was giving him a handjob. And all the while the two kissed passionately, Holly moaning into her son's mouth as her tongue entwined with his. Finally Casey broke the kiss and stared down at her with heated eyes and a dick that was once more twitching to life in her hands.

"I think someone wants a round two as much as me." He said mischievously as his fingers circled around her nipples playfully.

Biting her bottom lip Holly smiled hornily before she spoke. Her eyes glittering with lust as she stared up at her son above her.

"Do you think you're up for it, big guy?" She asked playfully and smiled as Casey grinned down at her.

"For fucking you? Mom. I'm always up for that." He answered, emphasising who she was to him in a way that made Holly's pussy surge with lust.

This was her son. She was his mother. They shouldn't be having sex. And yet here she was, naked on her bed, freshly fucked and full of his cum, looking into his eyes as she played with his dick and he toyed with her nipples after just kissing him like no mother should, debating whether they were going to have sex again or not. Again. She had already had sex with him once. Without a condom. On her and his father's bed. They had fucked madly and loved every second. She had already crossed the line. Why not cross it again? It was so good, after all.

Playfully squeezing his dick, Holly reached up with her other hand to brush his hair back before holding on to his face.

"You want to fuck your mom again?" She asked matter-of-factly, in a way that was so normal that it was even hotter for what she was taking for granted.

"I want to nail your hot ass over and over, mom." Casey replied, squeezing her breast before trailing a hand down her stomach towards her cum-filled pussy.

"Then fuck me, Casey. Fuck me good, baby." Holly teased, her eyes twinkling at the sudden big grin that her son had on his face.

She was about to pull him to her to kiss him again when Casey leaned back mischievously.

"Uh-uh, not this time." He said as he took hold of her hand, "This time we have sex in my bed."

Feeling a flash of lust pass through her at the erotic idea of having sex with her own son in his bed, Holly took Casey's hand and let him pull her up. And pull her up he had to as suddenly Holly felt her whole body weaken from how good she had been fucked earlier. She was excited and horny enough for this, but boy was she going to be fucked out of energy after!

"You want to fuck me in your own bed so you can remember every time you go to sleep?" She asked amusedly and Casey took on another guilty expression that only made the hot mother laugh softly.

"It won't be the last time I fuck you there." He replied smugly, "When dad's around I don't think we could get away with fucking in here. He could walk in any second. So you'll have to be on your back in my room. I'll just have to pretend I've got a girl over if you're too loud."

Holly felt her pussy burn hotter at how nonchalant her son was about having sex with her when his father was home. It was just so hot. He took it for granted that he was going to nail her whenever he wanted to and wherever that he had already thought up where was best for them to have sex when his dad was back. Fuck! The idea of having sex with only a thin door to separate them from his father seeing was so hot. As was the idea of Chris hearing them fucking but not knowing that it was mother and son rather than Casey with just some girl. Holly almost wished that her husband would come back right then so she could take Casey up on the offer. Fuck it was so hot!

"Mmmm, then I better get used to your bed, hadn't I?" She asked playfully as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up.

Well, 'stood up' was not completely accurate. She did manage to stand straight but with how wobbly her knees were Holly was not sure how long she would be standing for. Fuck he had fucked the life out of her! Fortunately her legs steadied a little as she walked around to take his hand again and follow as Casey led her, naked, out of her and his father's room towards his own bedroom.

Once there Casey kicked the door open, instructing her to leave it open as she went to close it before moving over to his bed and letting her sit on the edge as he messed with his computer for a moment. Holly felt her stomach fluttering much like she had felt when she had let him into her and Chris' room. Why she should feel so nervous after having already had sex with her son she had no idea, but she was. And it felt hot. This was the moment that she went from this being a one time thing to it being a full blown affair. This was where she consented to have sex with her son any time he wanted her and agreed to be there and let him do whatever he wanted to her. She felt dizzy with how horny she was feeling. Dizzy and more than a little excited. This was where she became her son's slut, whatever she had cried out earlier. This was the moment.

The instant that Casey turned around and looked at her Holly felt her heart beat faster. The feel of his eyes on her naked body just felt so...intense. So pervertedly hot. She couldn't resist him. And so as he took her hand once more she let him pull her up for another hot kiss. And hot it was. Clinging together naked, her tits pressed against his chest firmly, their lips smacking and their tongues dancing, the illicit pair kissed hotly for a few minutes, with hands wandering over each other's bodies like this was the first time they had got each other naked.

Then Casey broke the kiss and walked around her, sitting on the bed and then lying down. Holly stood watching him with an almost nervous anticipation as he worked his cock until it once more stood proud and straight, just waiting for her again.

"Tell me what you want, mom." Casey said as he lay looking up at her.

"I want you to have sex with me." Holly replied huskily, "I want you to fuck my brains out, Casey."

Grinning up at her he held out his hand and Holly took it, following as he pulled her closer to the bed. Kneeling on the edge she threw one leg over his waist before pulling the other one up so that she was kneeling over his solid cock once more. Shuffling the two of them so that they lay side on the bed Casey placed both of his hands behind his head as he lay there and watched her take a hold of his cock once more. Watching as she guided it towards her pussy, Holly sank down every inch of her son's cock once more, oblivious to the webcam recording every second of what was happening on the bed.

And so she was oblivious as she began riding her son once more, and just as unknowing when he flipped her over and began fucking her on her back again, her lustful screams and moans resonating around the room. Nor did she have any idea when Casey was fucking her doggy-style in front of the computer, her big luscious tits hanging down and swinging beneath her as he pulled her hair so that the camera had a perfect shot of both of their faces as they fucked. Nor did she know that the camera was why Casey wanted her to ride him reverse cowgirl style, and why he fucked her as she lay on her side, him behind her.

Over and over the room was once again filled with lustful cries and passionate moans and groans. Casey's bed began to creak and complain as loudly as Holly's had and the computer captured every second of it. Every second of mother and son having sex. Every inch of Holly's hot body as she lay naked and exposed and being drilled full of hard cock. The computer recorded it all. The real reason Casey had wanted to have sex with her in his room. And Casey took advantage of every second of it. Especially when it came time for him to unload into his mother once more.

On her back with her legs around him Holly was once more begging for him to cum inside her when Casey yelled out that he was cumming. Holding himself above her so that the camera could capture his mother's face and naked tits as well as his face, Casey slammed into her and held himself there, cumming deep inside his mother as the camera recorded every second. After three or four massive loads had been unloaded into his mother's pussy Casey pulled out and aimed the rest for her beautiful face. And oh how the camera captured every second of Holly being covered in his cum. All over her face and mouth as she begged for it and squeezed her tits.

By the time the horny pair collapsed on each other more than an hour had passed and as they lay panting and catching their breath the computer recorded on. Recorded their illicit talk as they mentioned how they were going to have sex more often from then on, and how they were mother and son, and how they would fuck when Casey's father returned but couldn't let him find out. Amongst many other things as they lay there exhausted and spent from the second time they had had sex that night.

Finally, after a good while lying naked and talking the horny pair separated, with Holly unsteadily getting up off the bed and heading towards the door. The camera captured her every move.

"Well, baby, I think you've fucked me enough tonight. I'll see you tomorrow." Holly said as she reached the door, a twinkling smile on her reluctant-to-leave face as she held on to the door handle.

"Are you sure you don't want to sleep in here?" Casey asked as he lazily patted the bed with 'come hither' eyes.

Smiling amusedly Holly laughed lightly as she opened the door and leaned against it naked.

"Who knows what time your father will be back tomorrow." She answered with a hint of regret, "Wouldn't want him catching us naked together, would we? Our fun would be blown then."

Casey reluctantly nodded at that.

"Besides, I think you'd be fucking me when he came in. And I think he'd hear." She added and Casey grinned brightly, knowing how right she was.

"So I'll see you in the morning, Casey." She said softly and caressingly, "And we can have sex again when we know we have time."

"So long as we do get to fuck again, mom. I'm happy." Casey replied and this time it was Holly's turn to smile broadly.

"Oh, I think you've made sure that'll happen again." Holly responded without doubt, referring to how good he had fucked her, before she opened the door and held on to the handle. "For now I'll let you get some sleep. You'll need all your energy tomorrow.."

335 Boys Will Be Boys P8

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With a grin on his face Holly left Casey in his room as she pulled the door closed behind her and unsteadily made her way back towards her own bedroom. Flopping down exhaustedly on the bed Holly didn't even bother putting her sleeping clothes on as she just curled up and went to sleep, her eyes drifting shut the moment her head hit her pillow. The dreams she had were very vivid and all about Casey fucking the hell out of her. On the bed. On the sofa. In the kitchen. In the pool. In the shower. In the truck. Everywhere. And all the time Chris had no idea even when he nearly caught them. And every time he did Holly was spurred on to pull Casey into an even more risky sexual encounter. And every time it was hot as hell and she came screaming again. Fuck. She almost felt more exhausted the next day than she should have. But she still woke up with a satisfied smile on her face.

Stretching contentedly Holly woke up to the sun shining through the window and a perfectly satisfied feeling suffusing her. She felt so relaxed and content that for a moment the beautiful brunette just lay in bed smiling, staring up at the ceiling as the events of the night before slowly played through her head again. For a second she was back underneath her son, letting him ride the hell out of her and fuck her brains out. And then she was back in his room riding him reverse cowgirl style as he slapped her tight ass. For a moment the gorgeous mother felt a sliver of nervousness over what she had done -- she had actually had sex with her own eighteen-year-old son. Twice. And loved every second of it. But that feeling passed as Holly remembered why she had done it.

The image of her son all handsome and stunningly knockout in how he looked flashed into her mind. And the smile on his face after they had had sex compared to how he had looked when he had received the message about Cristina. Well, it was all worth it. Not to mention that the sex had been mind-blowing! So much so in fact that Holly still felt completely satisfied as if she had just cum again right then.

And so for a long while the beautiful brunette mother lay relishing in her feelings and memories before she delicately swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, completely naked. For a second she thought of walking downstairs as she was, wondering what her son's reaction would be, but she quickly quashed that idea when she once more remembered that her husband would be back today and she had absolutely no idea when he, and her other two sons, would be back.

And so heading towards her wardrobe Holly pulled on a pair of matching light blue lace underwear and bra before getting into a pair of tight jeans and a low v-neck dark green t-shirt that clung to her upper body as tightly as the jeans hugged her ass and legs. Staring at herself in the mirror she smiled at what she saw before closing the wardrobe and heading towards the door to the en-suite to get washed before heading to the stairs.

Once downstairs Holly headed into the kitchen to grab herself a drink of juice. Placing the glass on the counter Holly began pouring her juice when she suddenly felt a pair of hands cinch her waist before sliding around onto her stomach.

"I see someone slept in. What were you too exhausted after last night?" Casey asked as he moved up behind her to press against her.

Holly glanced over her shoulder with a small smile at her son, noticing he was apparently wearing nothing but his underwear, before she looked back to what she was doing.

"I slept like a baby." She replied softly as she finished pouring the juice. "Someone used up all of my energy."

Casey laughed softly against her neck, a feeling that sent a shiver down Holly's spine, before he kissed the back of her head.

"Well I hope you've got a lot of energy today, because you're going to need it." Casey teased as he slid his hands almost down to her pussy.

"Oh? And why's that?" Holly asked with amused playfulness as she held onto her glass and the counter.

"Because I'm going to fuck your brains out today, mom. Just like you promised I could." Casey said with intent that made Holly's pussy suddenly bubble with heat and electricity.

Breathing heavier Holly opened her mouth and let out a wordless, hot sigh as her veins suddenly flowed headily with passion. The way he had said what he was going to do to her and how confident and sure he was that it was going to happen was just too hot for the busty brunette.

"I did promise that we would have sex every day, didn't I?" She asked remembering her slutty words from the night before. And how much she had meant every one of them.

"Whenever I wanted, as much as I wanted, wherever and however I want, I seem to remember you saying." Casey corrected as his fingers from both hands slipped onto her pussy and gently but firmly began to play with her.

"Well I've only just woke up. I thought you'd want that later?" Holly asked and then breathily moaned as Casey gently nibbled her neck from behind.

"Dad will be back later. And I want you as loud and as naked as possible." Casey replied and Holly opened her mouth to respond but all that came out was a shuddering gasp as her son's fingers went to work on her already tingling pussy.

Holly had no idea what time it was. That she had slept in she had no doubt seeing as that's what Casey had said. But she had no idea what time Chris and the boys were going to be back. And here she was standing openly in her kitchen with her half-naked son taking liberties with her body as she stood pressed against the kitchen counter. For all she knew her husband and other sons could be back any second and catch her and Casey! Oddly that just turned the hot mother on even more and she rolled her hips against her son's probing fingers as she breathed heavier.

"You want to fuck me and make me scream your name again before your dad gets back?" She asked as her blood pumped hotter within her veins, almost intoxicating like a drug. Her head was spinning at just how naughty and hot what Casey wanted was. And how much she wanted it. Not to mention how they would have no idea when Chris and the boys would be back and if they would come back while she and Casey were screwing each other's brains out. Would her husband hear her having sex with their son? Holly felt her nipples harden within her bra.

"Fuck, yes, slut!" Casey replied harshly and jammed his fingers as hard into her pussy as he could through her tough jeans.

Holly rose up on tiptoes as her whole body suddenly flooded with electricity and a fiery energy that made her feel lightheaded. Fuck but she had gone from content to horny as hell quick. But then the illicit taboo of having her own son be the one making sexual advances on her made that make complete sense. It was just too wrong to not be hot.

"And what if your father comes back?" Holly asked more out of horniness than concern as she half turned her face towards her son.

"Then I'll fuck you as he listens..." Casey began and Holly moaned softly.

But before her son could say anymore the lustful pair were interrupted by the phone ringing. It took Holly a moment to twig on to what was going on, she simply stood and stared around the kitchen too horny to realise that the phone was ringing at first, but then, still in her son's grasp, she turned toward the wall and reached out for the phone.

"H...Hello?" She answered, a little unsteadily from the feel of her son's hands on her still.

"Hey babe!" Came the familiar enthusiastic sound of her husband's voice from the other end.

Instantly Holly felt as if her knees were going to collapse. Here she was talking to her husband while his half-naked son felt up and played with her pussy through her jeans from behind her as he kissed the side of her neck just after talking about how he was going to fuck her brains out.

"Oh, hi!" Holly replied, a little lost for words as she turned towards Casey and mouthed that it was his father on the line.

"Just calling to let you know we're on our way back." Chris nattered on, not realising the compromising position that his wife was in right then.

"Oh great!" Holly replied before shuddering as Casey reached up with one hand to brush the hair away from her neck and then bit hard while his other hand pushed firmly against her pussy. "What...What time will you be back?"

"Not soon enough to stop me fucking you." Casey whispered playfully into her ear, and Holly trembled hornily in his grip once more.

"Probably a couple of hours, three or four at the most." Chris responded, unaware of what his son had just said to his wife.

"Oh that's perfect." Holly replied, more so because she knew that she and Casey would have plenty of time to have sex than looking forward to seeing her husband again. "Did the weekend go well?"

This time the beautiful brunette missed most of what her husband said in response as Casey suddenly slipped both of his hands up to cup her tits, squeezing firmly as he kissed her neck passionately.

"What...what was that?" She asked Chris again as pleasure coursed through her and a naughty burning feeling from how risky and playful Casey was being surged through her body. Fuck but she felt ready to jump her son right then! She would have if she hadn't been on the phone!

That thought just sent another electric bolt of lust burning into her pussy.

"I said it was a great time. The boys really seemed to enjoy themselves." Chris repeated and Holly nodded to herself as she couldn't form a sentence as Casey played roughly with her tits and devoured her neck.

"That's good. I'm glad you all had fun." Holly managed to stammer out before breathing in sharply and almost moaning down the phone.

Snickering to himself at the position he was putting her in Casey began whispering in her other ear as her husband spoke in the other.

"I'm going to fuck you, mom. Fuck you. Get my dick in your pussy. Again. And fuck you until I fill you with cum." He teased and Holly's breathing quickly became more rapid and she found it harder and harder to speak on the phone.

"C...Casey? Yeah, he's here. I...I don't think he's been upset about missing out. He seems happy to me." She tried to answer down the phone only Casey wouldn't let up. As soon as her husband began talking again he let his hands fall to her free hand, and taking it turned her around.

"I don't think he's mad with you, no." She told Chris as she looked at her handsome half-naked son as he stood before her with a raging hard-on in his underwear and nothing else but a smile on his face as he looked at her hungrily.

Holly half-thought that Casey was about to jump on her right there. Maybe push her onto the counter and begin fucking her regardless of his father being on the phone! Which only made the beautiful brunette all the hotter.

Instead all her son did was slowly back away, his hand still holding hers, until she had no choice but to follow him. Being led by the hand by her almost naked son...and lover...Holly followed as she tried to talk to her husband on the phone as if nothing was going on.

"I'm glad he's learned his lesson about being late then." Chris said and Holly couldn't help but think, 'yeah, that being late got him me in bed!'.

All she said in response though was 'yeah'. She was too lost in wondering what her son was doing to really pay any attention to what his father was saying.

Casey, still grinning from ear to ear, led her from the kitchen into the lounge. Holly had no idea what he had in mind either until he led her around to the sofa and then, sitting down, he reached for the button and zip on her jeans.

Too horny and lost in the lust of what she was doing while on the phone to his father, Holly just stood there and let him pull open her jeans before tugging them down her legs. Chris was saying something to her down the phone that in her fully turned-on, head ringing because she was so horny, mind she could barely hear or understand. Kicking her jeans off at the end Holly stood in front of her son in her underwear and top breathing heavily as she watched him watch her hungrily.

For a moment all Casey did was stare up at her grinning as she mumbled what she thought were one word correct responses to whatever Chris was saying. Then Casey reached forward and pulled her onto his lap.

The moment she landed all Holly could feel was the solid bulge of Casey's rock-hard cock protruding up in his underwear and pushing hard against her underwear clad pussy. So close and yet so far away from filling her! And that feeling caused her to shudderingly breathe down the phone, almost moaning before she stopped herself.

"What noise?" She asked Chris as he asked what the noise was that she had made.

"That noise just. Sounded like you had hurt yourself, or sat on something hard." Her husband clarified curiously and Holly wracked her brain for a quick answer while feeling her body pulsate with lust from being on her son's cock.

"Yeah, I just sat down on something hard without realising." She agreed, not having any more ability to think of anything else to say. Besides, it was the truth at least.

Casey laughed softly at that as he ran his hands up her bare legs before once more seizing hold of her hefty tits, burying his face in the v-neck to bite and kiss the slopes of her breasts as he squashed and mauled her tits with his hands.

Holly almost yelled out in pleasure, half-moaning and half-groaning, but before she did she snapped her mouth shut so that all that came out was a stifled grunt.

"Sorry, baby, just getting comfortable on that hard thing." Holly comforted her husband as best she could while convulsing on top of her son from the feeling of his mouth and hands all over her tits.

Fortunately Chris seemed to buy it -- after all, he was hardly going to suspect the truth was he? That she and his son were sexually assaulting each other in lust!

Talking to her husband was one of the hardest things to do while his son was devouring and massaging her tits while she was on the phone to him, but somehow Holly managed to get through the conversation while just using one or two words, or a grunting 'mmhmm' sound as she tried her best not to moan her head off, but fortunately her son eventually pulled his head back and once more cinched her slender waist as he held her on top of him. Smiling mischievously.

"...So it shouldn't take too long. The roads are pretty clear..." Chris was prattling on and Holly was half-listening, her attention rather on whatever her son was planning. And she knew it was something from the way he was looking at her.

She was about to mouth a question to Casey when suddenly he spoke...and not quietly either.

"I'm going to fuck you now." He said quite loudly and Holly's eyes shot open, both because she was worried that Chris had heard -- as Casey had definitely been loud enough -- and because she was surprised by what he had said. She was on the phone with his father after all!

Both turned the hot brunette on even more, even though she couldn't have said why! But fuck did it make her feel delirious!

Before she could do more than gape, however, Casey took hold of her underwear and began pulling it down her legs. Why she moved to help him Holly had no idea, but something in her couldn't stop herself. She just desperately wanted to feel her son -- her son! -- inside her again. That big dick of his shoving deep into her.

Fortunately she also had the small sense of mind to actually realise what would happen if she was impaled by that giant cock while on the phone with Casey's father: she wouldn't be able to stay quiet for long! And so Holly quickly began to try to find a way off the phone.

"Alright, babe, I'll let you go. Will you let me know when you're close to home?" She asked, hoping that that would at least give her a little warning to not be having sex with his son the moment he walked in!

Chris however wasn't going to be deterred from his conversation that easily.

"Sure, I'll let you know. Want me to give you a call?" He asked, not taking the hint.

Holly couldn't do much more as Casey had her underwear off and was tossing it aside before reaching for his own. Holly watched in absolutely turned-on madness as he yanked his underwear down, freeing his enormous, thick cock and began to push his underwear down his legs.

Still on the phone, Holly tried to think of anything besides just slamming the phone down to get off before Casey sank that monster into her. And she knew he would.

"Sure. Give me a call. Look babe I've got to go, Casey needs me." She quickly tried to say only to pant in horniness halfway through as Casey threw his underwear somewhere in the lounge.

He was naked! This was it! And she was still on the phone! She had to get off!

Casey took hold of her waist and lifted her up, positioning her over the top of his cock. All Holly could do was feel her heart race in her chest as she watched and let her son move her over his spearing dick.

"Well if Casey needs you..." Chris began and Holly panicked.

"He does, I've got to go babe. I love you!" She shouted quickly and then hung up just as Casey pulled her hard down onto his nine inch dick, spearing the thick rod deep into her burning hot pussy.

"OH FUCK!" Holly screamed half in pain and half in pleasure as she dropped the phone next to them on the sofa.

The thing had literally slammed deep into her body, stuffing her so full of hard cock she felt as if it had been driven into her womb.

Her head fell back and all that kept her sitting up was her hands that gripped Casey's shoulders, gripping so tightly she heard him growling in pain, and his strong hands holding onto her slim waist.

"Oh fuck!" She repeated breathlessly, her head swimming in the pleasure of how deep and thick this cock was inside her as the pain cleared.

"Yeah!" Casey growled smugly, "Damn your tight!"

Holly leaned up once again, her hair hanging over her face as she stared lustfully at Casey before pushing her hair from her face with a dirty smile.

"You're so bad." She purred erotically, her hands letting the death grip on his shoulders go.

"I wanted to fuck you with him on the phone" Casey replied smugly, his hands running along her smooth legs before once more holding onto her slim waist.

Holly purred contentedly as she stared down at him.

"You wanted to fuck me on the phone with your father? Make it difficult for me not to moan at him as you fucked me? You're such a naughty boy, Casey." Holly teased as she slowly lifted herself up on his cock, almost like she was going to pull herself off because he was so naughty.

Without a word, Casey grinned and pulled her down, hard onto his huge dick. Holly squealed in delight as the big dick filled her again before she pressed her luscious lips forcefully against his, her tongue darting into his mouth to dance passionately with his as her hips began to move furiously, sliding the huge cock in and out of her very needy pussy.

As the two began fucking and kissing on the sofa, with Holly moaning breathily into Casey's mouth, her tongue danced with his as his thick dick began to repeatedly ram into her hot, tight pussy. All that existed for the horny pair was the hot, illicit sex, and as she pulled her lips from his to stare breathily into his eyes, Holly knew she was going to be her son's slut from then on. She just couldn't resist him any longer.

"OH FUCK! YES! OOHHHH! You're so fucking big!! Ummmohhhhhh!" Holly groaned loudly as she slammed herself back down the huge nine inches of Casey's thick cock. "Ughhhh! Ohhh fuck yes!"

The huge dick filled her like Casey's father never had or could and it felt so good as it slammed deep inside her.

Gripping Casey's shoulders hard, Holly continued to bounce up and down his amazing cock, her large tits bouncing with her movements. She was riding him harder and faster than she had ever fucked his father and her big 34DD tits almost came out of her low-cut top every time she slammed herself back down on Casey's enormous shaft.

"Ah fuck mom..ah yeah! Fuck you're hot!" Casey grunted as he guided her up and down his huge prick. The grin on his face hadn't gone away, Holly didn't have to wonder why, having his hot mother riding his dick was reason enough.

"Oh fuck, you're dick is so good Casey! Ummmmohhhh! Yes! Uhhhh! So fucking big and thick! OHHHH!" Holly growled in return, her hair falling over her face as she bounced up and down furiously, riding his huge cock vigorously. "Ohhuuhhh! I love your big dick! OHH! It's so fucking good inside me!"

Tossing her hair over her shoulders, Holly once more pressed her lips against Casey's forcefully sliding her tongue instantly around his as once again they kissed passionately while she rocked her hips back and forth.

Casey's hands once more found her large tits, squeezing roughly through the thin material of her dark green, tight top and lace bra. His fingers felt good as they sank into the soft, firm flesh of her big tits, grabbing and groping her relentlessly as they fucked ruthlessly.

Casey's hands swiftly moved to grab her bare ass, guiding her once more as she rode his huge cock, fucking the enormous length in and out of her tight pussy.

Breaking the kiss, her son began kissing her neck, biting as he lowered his face down to roughly bite her large tits through her top and bra. Growling in pleasure, Holly grabbed hold of the back of Casey's head, pulling him into her big tits as she continued to rock her hips on his hard cock.

"OH YEAH CASEY! Ohhhh bite my big tits baby! Ohhhh! Fill me with your big dick!" Holly growled heatedly before once more letting Casey's head go and grabbing roughly onto the sofa.

"Fuck mom you're so fucking hot! Ugh! Fuck, ride my dick slut!" Casey grunted before slapping her ass.

Holly grunted at the slap and began to ride his cock faster and harder, looking down into his eyes with her own that blazed with lust.

She knew what Casey would want to hear, and hell, she wasn't going to lie to him.

"Uhhh! Ummmm fuck Casey! You're dick is so good! It's so much bigger than your father's! OHHH! Uh! Yes! You fill me up better and fuck! OH yes! Umm! You feel so much better than your dad! Fuck baby! You fuck me so much better than he does!" Holly purred erotically as she stared deep into her son's eyes.

As predicted, Casey's grin grew even more proud and smug and he became more vigorous in guiding her up and down his dick.

Holly's eyes rolled back momentarily from how good it felt to be stuffed full, and literally fucked, by such a big dick! Fuck! It felt unbelievable to have so much hard cock inside her! As she once more opened her eyes and looked to Casey, he grinned proudly at her.

"You love my dick, mom?" He asked her and Holly smiled in amusement. Damn he was smug! For good reason though.

She purred teasingly before moaning as loud as she could in reply. Fuck he was deep!

"Fuck! When dad gets back I'm going to remember this!" Casey grunted as he leaned back, enjoying the ride; literally.

That thought almost tipped Holly over the edge. Oh fuck that was hot!

The thought made Holly redouble her efforts and soon her tits were bouncing harder and faster in time with how she was slamming up and down on her son's enormous cock. Soon Holly's own orgasm was fast approaching, her pussy began to tingle and blaze furiously. Casey's dick was fucking her to the biggest orgasm of her life. She just knew it was going to be good.

Casey moved his hands to roughly grab Holly's big tits again, squeezing them roughly. The feel of her soft, firm, huge tits as his fingers squeezed them both roughly almost made his balls tighten as his mother continued to bounce on his huge dick that was buried completely in her horny pussy.

"Fuck you've got great tits, mom!" Casey exclaimed as he continued to maul her large tits.

His mother smiled in return and kissed him quickly.

"You've got the best dick so I guess that makes us even." She said breathily as she continued to work her pussy up and down his thick shaft. Damn she was tight around his dick.

"Damn, you've got to let me fuck you again today!" He said roughly, his fingers groping hard into her large tits.

Holly kissed him once more, moaning lustfully into his mouth. She obviously liked the idea.

"Mmmm, anything you want, baby." She panted as she continued riding his nine-inch rod.

"I have to see these fucking tits of yours! Fuck! Uh! I've always wanted to see them and I fucking love them." He growled as he roughly pulled at Holly's top, lifting it up just over her tits.

The light blue lace bra that barely contained her large rack looked all the more lustful as Holly's big tits bounced erotically within the thin confines as she continued riding up and down his hard rod.

Squeezing her big breasts hard through her bra, Casey pulled the lace cups down and quickly began to bite and lick her nipples roughly causing Holly to groan loudly and once more grab the back of his head.

"OHHH YES!" Holly groaned loudly as she leaned her head back and began riding him harder and faster.

Pulling his teeth from her large tits, Casey leaned back and held onto Holly's waist, watching with lust-filled eyes as she quickly placed her hands behind her on his knees, arching her back slightly to push her now naked tits towards him as she bounced up and down his nine-inch shaft.

Fuck she was hot! Her now basically-uncovered tits were bouncing violently as Holly rammed his dick repeatedly deep into her hot, tight pussy, all the while staring straight into his eyes.

"Ohhh! Ummmmmmm! Oh! Uhhhhh!" She moaned loudly as she stared at him intently.

Reaching forward he once more pressed his palms into the large, luscious mounds of his mother's big tits before squeezing them roughly and grinning at her. That was when he noticed the phone beside them and realised that here he was, fucking his own mother on the sofa, in the lounge, and his father could be back soon! Quickly he looked at the phone, keeping his other hand firmly groping Holly's naked breast.

As he looked at the phone, Holly leaned forward, squashing her large breast into his hand, placing her hands on his shoulders as she began riding up and down, her breathing growing heavier.

"You think your dad will phone while we're fucking?" She asked through heavy breaths, her eyes were beginning to take on that glazed-far away look that signalled she was close to cumming.

"It'll be a couple of hours before he's back yet. But I just thought how hot it is that we're fucking while he's on his way back here." Casey answered before he once more grabbed hold of Holly's slim waist. "He could be back before we're finished."

Holly moaned loudly again as if he hadn't mentioned that her husband, his father, could come and catch her impaled on his son's nine inch cock, riding him furiously while half naked.

"Ohhh, oh it's so hot! So hot having your dick in me when your father's on his way back! Ummmm ohhhhh! I so wanted to fuck you while he was on the phone, but he would have known!" Holly groaned, sounding almost in a daze, before she lifted her left hand up to show him her wedding ring, "Did you like seeing my ring next to your dick when my hand was around it last night? Ohhhummm! When I was drinking your cum? OHHHH! Fuck yes! When I sucked your cum from it! Uhhhhmmmm! While you fuck me? Knowing that I'm your mother! Ohhh! Your dad's wife!"

With every word Holly began to ride him harder, bouncing more furiously on his dick and her eyes began to become more distant.

As she slammed herself up and down on his dick, her top fell down over her large tits once more and then suddenly her lips were against his and Holly wrapped her arms around his neck. He knew she was close to cumming now. Fuck, he wouldn't be far behind, but he wanted to see her another way before he came.

Quickly he wrapped his arms around her waist and in one fluid motion, twisted and lay Holly down on the sofa, her head resting on the arm. Without missing a beat her smooth legs wrapped around his naked waist as their tongues danced, and to the tune of Holly's moans Casey began to pump his dick into her furiously.

"FUCK! OH FUCK! OOOHHH FUCK! YESSS! OHHH FUCK ME CASEY! OOHHH FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK! YEESS!" Holly began to scream in ecstasy as Casey mercilessly slammed his huge dick in and out of her very welcoming pussy. "GIVE IT TO ME CASEY! FUCK! NAIL ME BABY! FUCK ME SENSELESS!"

Casey grunted as he continued to pound his mother into the sofa, her legs tightly wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper as her hands swiftly moved to his back, her nails clawing painfully down his back as Holly screamed in the pleasure his nine inch dick was giving her.

Staring down at his mother as she writhed in ecstasy while he plowed into her hot, tight pussy with his big thick dick, Casey smiled triumphantly. He had always fantasised at how hot his mother would look when she was underneath him. He had always intended to try his hardest to screw her, she was just too hot not to, but he had never thought he'd be able to. She was his mother after all!

But now he had her! And he had her loving his dick so much that he knew she would always come back for more. Fuck! But he knew that he would come back for more from her pussy any day! And the lustful way that she had almost jumped on his dick, and more importantly let him strip her and pull him onto himself, told Casey that he knew she would let him get away with anything from now on. Even fucking her on the phone with his dad...if she thought she wouldn't get caught. But with how loud she was there was no chance of that.

"OHHH FUCK ME BABY! OOHH CASEY YOU'RE THE BEST! OOOHH SO FUCKING GOOD! YEESS! OHHH FUCK! FUCK ME! OHHH I'M GOING TO CUUMMM SOON! OHH YES, GIVE ME YOUR BIG DICK BABY! OHHH FUCK YOUR MOTHER HARDER! FASTER!" Holly screamed, her back arching as her nails continued to rend Casey's back.

The sofa groaned loudly from the vicious pounding Casey was giving Holly, relentlessly stuffing her tight, hot pussy full of his dick over and over again. He watched her beautiful face contort in ecstasy as he gave her his dick, slamming deeply, faster and harder like she begged. Her large tits bounced lustfully under the thin, tight green top as he nailed her hard to the sofa. Fuck, she was the best fuck he had ever had, he was going to enjoy cumming inside her.

Suddenly, Holly's eyes rolled back into her head and she arched her back, her luscious tits straining the thin fabric, her hard nipples trying to poke through the top. Her nails dug deep into Casey's back and her legs locked forcefully around him as she screamed as loud as she could.

"OOOHHHHHHYYYEESSSSUUHHHHHHHHH!" Holly screamed incoherently as her body convulsed and her pussy clamped tightly around Casey's thick cock.

Shaking and screaming as she clawed Casey's back, Holly's orgasm obviously tore through her violently. Casey however, did not stop giving her his dick. Instead, he fucked her relentlessly through her earth-shaking orgasm.

As his mother screamed in pure ecstasy while he continued to bang her through her orgasm, Casey smiled proudly as he realised that on a hot day like today, there would be lots of people outside, and those who knew his father's car would see that it wasn't there and hear Holly's screams, and most likely her moans and groans, of sexual pleasure. That thought made Casey realise that his father could be one of those people at any moment, out there hearing Holly's appreciation for his big dick. That made Casey pound his mother harder as he grinned.

Finally, after a few minutes, Holly's hands fell from Casey's back and her legs from around his waist, and she lay limp for a moment, smiling contentedly and more beautifully than he had ever seen her, while he continued to pump hard and fast into her tight pussy.

It didn't take long of having Casey slamming his entire nine inches into Holly's burning pussy after she had been wracked by another intense orgasm, before she once more had her smooth legs wrapped around his waist as he drilled his big dick into her repeatedly.

"Oh baby! That was amazing! Oh, you fuck me so good! Give me your dick, baby, give me all of it! Fuck me on the sofa, baby, fuck me good!" Holly growled as she ran her hands down her son's chest.

Sweat was pouring down his face and chest now, from the heat and exertion he was giving. He was slamming his big, thick cock into her so hard Holly moved with each thrust and the sofa groaned violently as if at any moment it was going to break from the forceful fucking that was happening on it.

Fuck! Chris had never fucked her to two orgasms, and here was Casey, her own son, fucking her so good that she could already feel her second orgasm building inside her burning pussy.

"Am I fucking you good, mom?" Casey grunted, concentration and exertion plain on his face.

"Oh fuck, yeah Casey, you're fucking me so much better than your father!" Holly moaned breathily as he pumped his dick lusciously in and out of her tight pussy.

"Tell me what you want, mom?" Casey grunted again, slamming harder and faster into her.

"Uhhh! Oh, I want you to uh fuck me ummm, yeah, fuck me Casey, fuck your mother like a slut!" She groaned in reply, his dick slamming deep into her womb.

For another few minutes her son continued to pump his nine inch dick in and out of Holly's welcoming pussy. The room was filled with the moans and groans of the hot, 38-year-old mother and the illicit protests of the sofa, groaning lewdly as it marked the hot fucking that was going on on top of it.

Holly's big tits which had long since been slammed back into her bra under her top, bounced lustfully with the forceful strokes Casey pumped her with. Her back arched, her legs locked tighter around Casey's waist, their mouths pressed together, kissing passionately as the hot sex continued.

Then, Holly broke the kiss and looked to Casey.

"What time is it?" She asked breathlessly, her legs still wrapped around his waist and her hand on his hard chest.

"It's been about half an hour." Casey panted tiredly, he had stopped fucking her as he looked at the phone. Now he was holding his dick inside her, sheathed deep in her tight pussy, watching her as if he expected her to say they should stop before his father came back.

That thought did cross Holly's mind. Who knew when Chris and the boys would be back, he had said the traffic wasn't bad so he could get back much earlier than expected However the fact that Casey had his entire nine inches stuffed balls deep into her pussy, that her own orgasm was fast approaching, and that it was only fair to let him cum all weighed in the favour Holly wanted anyway.

So, unlocking her legs from around his waist, Holly smiled at him mischievously.

"Your father will be back soon so we have to hurry." She said as she pushed his chest. "Fuck me doggie style."

Casey had eyed her worriedly as she first pushed him away, however he didn't hesitate a moment with her last words.

As his big dick slid from her hot pussy, Holly felt as if she was empty, sighing in loss. However she quickly rolled over so that she was on her hands and knees, her hands on the arm of the sofa so she was facing the lounge window which let on to the front. Casey didn't waste any time, the moment she was on her hands and knees, his long, thick dick thrust back into her hot pussy from behind and Holly felt all of the breath leave her, from the powerful thrust and how good it felt to have Casey's big cock back inside her.

Looking over her shoulder, Holly smiled playfully.

"Come on, baby," She said dirtily, "Fuck me raw."

Casey's hands found her slim waist and with that, he began pounding her relentlessly from behind. Holly's moans and groans filled the lounge once more, the sofa once again groaned in protest, all the while Chris and the boys drove closer while his son banged his wife.

Casey held Holly's waist tightly as he continued to pull her back onto his dick as he thrust forward relentlessly. His mother was now constantly moaning or screaming in pleasure as Casey gave all he had to screwing the life out of her from behind.

"OHHH! Fuck me Casey! Ummmm ohhh yeaah! Fuck me with that big dick! YES! OHHH! Oh, you fuck me sooo good! Screw me! YES! FUCK! OOHHHHH!" Holly moaned lustfully as she rested on her forearms, placing her head on her arms as pleasure shot through her from the thick dick burying itself in her tight pussy over and over again.

"Uh! Fuck, take my dick mom, yeah! Fuck, I always knew I'd get my dick in you one day! Ahh, fuck. You love it don't you?" Casey growled as he continued to pound her hard from behind.

"Ohhhh yesss! Ummmmohh! Fuck, I love your big dick! Oh, it's so big and deep inside me! Yes! Fuckk mee Casey!" She groaned in reply and Casey smiled smugly.

"Yeah, that's it, mom, beg me to fuck you." He growled in reply as he reached under her to cup her large tits, squeezing them roughly through the thin fabric of her top and bra.

"Oh, ughhh! Fuck me, baby, please, please fuck me, please fill me with your hot, thick cock!" Holly groaned again as Casey pulled her back to her hands and knees by her big tits. "YES! Fuck! Ohh fuck! Uh uh uh!"

Groping her large tits as they swung underneath her hot body, Casey redoubled his efforts, ramming his dick as deep and as hard as he could into his mother's tight pussy. He could feel his balls beginning to churn as his mother's hot pussy squeezed his dick as he repeatedly rammed her full of the thick, long meat.

"Am I better than dad?" He growled harshly, his hands pushing her tits together as his fingers squeezed mercilessly into the soft, firm flesh.

"OH! Fuck yes, yes, give it to me! Ohhh fuck, you're so much better than your father! Ohhummmmm, so much bigger and thicker! Ohh, you fill me up soo much and fuckk mee sooooo gooood!" Holly moaned loudly, her fingers once more in a death grip on the arm of the sofa which Casey thought might break soon under the intense fucking. "Ohh ohhh yes yes yes! Oh fuck! More! Ohhh fuck me Casey! Fuck I'm going to cum soon! Yes!"

"Uh, fuck, do you like my dick more than his?" Casey growled, squeezing Holly's big tits as hard as he could as he thrust into Holly so hard she almost lost her grip on the arm of the sofa.

"YES! OH YES! SOOO MUCH MORE!" She screamed in ecstasy as Casey reluctantly released her luscious rack to once more take hold of her slim waist. Fuck he was getting close.

Fucking his mother doggie style on the sofa she shared with his father was hot. Damn, just fucking his mother was enough to make his balls want to explode. The fact that he could cum inside his mother was even hotter! It had been so incredible to have her swallow his cum and then to cum all over her face and tits, but the fact she wanted him to cum inside her pussy too, fuck, that was unbelievable.

The thoughts made Casey jackhammer as hard and fast as he could into Holly, turning both the sofa and his mother into one long noise, the latter in screams of pleasure and the former in warning that the sofa might collapse if this continued.

Casey had tried to hold off cumming as long as he could, and fuck it had been hard. He wanted to make the most of screwing his mother but time was against them now, and Casey knew he couldn't take much more of this.

"You want my dick inside you?" Casey grunted harshly.

"Ohh, yess! Don't stop...uhhh ohh yeah, fuck, don't ever stop fucking me Casey!" Holly moaned loudly, her body tensing slightly as her orgasm fast approached.

"Then you will let me fuck you again, uh, fuck, any way I want, when we have more time." Casey growled, and began fucking Holly as hard as he could to try to convince her.

Holly moaned unintelligibly in reply as Casey fucked her ruthlessly. So Casey reached forward and grabbed a fistful of Holly's long brown hair and yanked her head back as he slammed forward, one hand still holding her slim waist.

"UHHH!" Holly grunted roughly.

"Imagine, me ramming my big dick ramming into your tight pussy while dad is downstairs. I'd fuck you on yours and dad's bed, in his car! Fuck, you could have my dick in you again, mom, over and over, I know you'd love that wouldn't you?" Casey growled harshly as he held her head back and slammed his dick into her again.

"Uhh yess, oh, your dick is soo good!" She groaned in reply.

"Then I can fuck you again however I want, whenever I want? I can stuff you full of my hard cock again?" He asked breathlessly, feeling his balls beginning to tighten for the second time that day.

"Uhhh, ohhhh, fuck, YES...ohh just give me your big dick Casey and fuck me baby!" She replied as her body began to tense once more, obviously she was about to explode in her second orgasm. "UHH CASEY! Now fucking ram that big fucking dick in me, OHH FUCK! I'm going to cumm sooon! Fuck yes! OHH YEAH!"

Casey smiled smugly as he obliged the fair lady, letting her hair go so that he could hold onto her waist tightly giving her all of his concentration and strength.

Right then neither Casey nor Holly cared whether Casey's father walked in the front door and caught them, they were both so close and the fucking was just too good. If he had come in, Casey would have continued banging his mother before cumming inside her in front of him, and right then, Holly would most likely have let him.

Suddenly, Holly's loud moans turned to screams and her body began to tense.

"OH! OH! OHHH! YES! YESS! YYEESSS! OH FUCK! FUCK ME CASEY! FUCK ME BABY! OHHH THAT'S IT! OHHHH I'M GOING TO CUM! KEEP FUCKING ME! OHHHHHH FUCK! I'M GOING TO CUUUMM! OHHHHHHH FUUUCKKK YEESSS OHHUUHHHHHHHHH!" Holly shouted loudly before her words became a wordless scream of pure ecstasy as her body shook furiously as wave after wave of her intense orgasm wracked through her body.

As Holly's orgasm exploded violently through her body, her already tight pussy clamped like a vice around Casey's big, thick cock sending Casey to the edge.

"OH FUCK! Uhhh! I'm gonna cum inside you mom! Fuck! Uhhh, this one's for dad!" Casey growled harshly as he once more reached to grab a fistful of Holly's long brown hair and yanked her head back roughly as he reached beneath her to once again grab hold of one of her big tits, mercilessly squeezing the soft, firm flesh as his thrusts became erratic.

"Fuck, here it cums!" He shouted and then buried his dick balls deep inside Holly's hot pussy, yanking her head back until Holly's wordless scream became a gurgling groan, clamping his strong hand hard into her big tits and felt his balls tighten.

Less than a second later the thick head of Casey's nine inch dick expanded and suddenly exploded deep within Holly's unprotected pussy. Load after huge load of thick, potent cum blasted deep into her pussy, sending another wave of orgasm ripping through her body as Casey emptied his balls deep into her womb.

Casey grunted as his dick pumped the biggest load of cum he had ever shot deep into his mother. Grunting as blast after blast of the potent seed coated her pussy, Casey felt his knee's weaken as his body tensed violently.

"Fuck, take my cum, mom!" He grunted as he continued to hold her hair and tits while his cock pumped all of his thick cum into his mother's unprotected pussy. Fuck it felt good to be cumming inside her.

Holly groaned wordlessly as her son filled her up with his cum until after minutes of his cock shooting out the potent white seed deep into her body, Casey finally grunted, and with one last huge spurt of cum, he collapsed onto her body.

Holly felt her orgasm tear through her hot body sending wave after wave of intense blazing pleasure that shook her entire world. She couldn't see or hear hardly anything, though she knew those screams of ecstasy were hers. Her body shook and her pussy clamped hard onto Casey's enormous dick.

Suddenly he grunted something before his entire cock stuffed her full as he buried his nine inch dick deep into her pussy, balls deep. Suddenly he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back again as he roughly grabbed her tits and squeezed hard, then Holly felt the head of his thick cock expand.

Oh fuck, she had been waiting to feel this since last night! Suddenly his dick exploded and huge load after huge load of his hot, thick cum blasted deep into her needy, unprotected pussy, deep into her womb where his thick cock was shoved balls deep.

The feel of her son's cum pumping deep into her unprotected pussy sent another huge orgasm ripping through Holly's body, and as she felt him shoot what seemed like an endless torrent of hot seed into her body, Holly thought she might pass out from the pleasure of her orgasm.

Groaning as loud as she could in a wordless moan, Holly revelled in the feel of the enormous amount of cum her son was dumping into her. It was easily more than the amount she had swallowed and had covered her last night together, almost as much as he had filled her with the night before, and it was all pumping deep into her unprotected womb, filling her pussy with what had to be potent cum. Again!

Shaking in orgasm as Casey's cock continued to pump out more and more of his potent white cum, Holly thought that he was trying to fill her up. Fuck, did he ever stop cumming? The answer was yes, however it took another couple of minutes before finally Casey's huge, thick dick finally shot one last huge load of cum into her already full womb, before he finally grunted and collapsed on top of her.

Holly crumpled in a weak heap beneath him, his big dick slowly growing soft as it was buried inside her. She lay there for a moment, relishing in the feeling of being completely fucked out and absolutely satisfied, not to mention entirely full of cum.

After a minute or two of catching their breath after their illicit fucking, Casey finally pulled his now soft dick from Holly's well fucked, and completely satisfied, pussy. Holly sighed as she felt the loss of the still big cock leave her body before Casey pushed himself to sit up, still completely naked.

Rolling over onto her back, Holly smiled at her son, her face red and her hair messed up.

"Damn, you fucked me good." She said happily and Casey smiled smugly.

"Well, next time we'll have more time." Casey replied as he watched her lying there.

Holly laughed lightly before she pushed herself to sit up. That took a lot of effort, her arms and legs still felt weak from the intense fucking she had just received. Fuck, he had gave it to her good. The memory of that big dick inside her and how it had screwed her to such an intense orgasm made Holly want it back in her already.

"We're going to have to be careful to make sure no one catches us, or there'll be no more fun." She warned him with a small, impish smile on her face.

Casey grinned back at her, letting out a deep breath as he threw her jeans to her.

"We wouldn't want that." He said, and Holly laughed softly at his enthusiasm. "But I'm still going to fuck you whenever I want, however I want."

Holly felt her stomach flutter at that as she looked around for her underwear. Seeing them she grabbed them and pulled them on.

"I am your mother, you know! You should think of more than sex with me." She joked and Casey laughed softly.

"It's hard when you're as hot and good as you are, mom." He replied and Holly gave him a loving smile in return.

Pulling on her jeans Holly leaned back against the sofa and relaxed. Fuck she felt so good. And so completely spent! She could barely move!

"We've still got another hour or two before dad gets back..." Casey said insinuatingly and Holly laughed softly as she slapped his arm.

"We've just had sex. Can't you wait?" She laughed gently, "Besides, your dad could be back way before that. He said the roads were fine."

"All the more hotter." Casey countered, rubbing her leg almost to her pussy again.

"Later!" Holly admonished, pulling his hand off her as she swung herself around to sit up. "You can fuck me when your dad is home. And we know where he is."

Casey's grin was so large that Holly almost burst out laughing again he looked so eager. He was so cute. And horny as hell. Though she couldn't say anything, she had almost let him fuck her with his father on the phone! They would have been caught for sure then! There was no way that she was ever going to be quiet with Casey's huge manhood inside her. Not the way he fucked her brains out, anyway!

And so the incestuous pair continued to talk happily and contentedly. And completely satisfiedly. At least until Casey pulled Holly onto his lap and the two began making out passionately. Then when Holly slid to her knees and quickly swallowed all of Casey's cock in her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down in a slow, sensuous, then wild blowjob that ended with her having another mouthful to swallow. After that Holly was back on her son's lap making out with him before being pushed onto her back, her legs around her son as they kissed furiously.

It was while they were passionately kissing, with Casey completely naked and Holly pinned underneath him, that they heard a car door slam outside. Breaking the kiss quickly the horny pair rushed around the room trying to find Casey's underwear, which they couldn't, before Casey ran upstairs to grab himself something to put on just as the front door opened.

"Hey!" Holly exclaimed, mostly to cover how nervous she was at almost getting caught with her naked son, as she walked over to the door and greeted her husband. Kayden and Reilly were outside still unloading the truck.

"Hey beautiful!" Chris cried out in return and opened his arms to give Holly a huge hug.

The feel of cum in her pussy and stomach swelled as it sloshed about while her husband hugged her and Holly felt her pussy tingle playfully. Chris had no idea that she had just had sex, nor that she was currently full of his son's cum from both ends! Nor did he know that the lips he kissed hello had not long before been around his son's cock, sucking and slurping wildly.

"How was the trip?" Holly asked animatedly as he put her down and she backed up a little.

"Great. The boys had a fantastic time." Chris answered excitedly, "We have so much to tell you. Reilly even found himself a girlfriend!"

"What, really?" Holly exclaimed as if she didn't already have an idea what her husband was talking about. She had seen the message after all. Girlfriend, ah? She wondered what Casey would think of that. Would he be jealous now, unhappy, or would the fact that he had gotten her in bed and would from then on make up for it? "You'll have to tell me all about it."

"There's too much to tell right now. I'll tell you once everything is in and unpacked, alright?" Chris asked and Holly nodded. "Where's Casey? Is he ok?"

"I...I think he is. He seemed pretty content the last time I saw him, anyway." Holly answered honestly, "He's just upstairs. He'll be down in a second no doubt."

Chris nodded at that then eyed her a little abashedly.

"Has he been ok since he missed out on the weekend? It didn't hit him too hard, did it?" He asked a little concernedly.

"Oh no. He was a little upset but then he found something to do that cheered him up no end. I made it up to him just like you said I should." Holly replied with a slight flutter in her stomach at how close she had come to teasing what had happened. Well, it was all true. She had made Casey's weekend up to him and he had been fine once he had begun doing her.

"I'm glad." Chris replied relieved, "I didn't want him to be mad. Sometimes he doesn't have a sense of humour."

"Well I think he really enjoyed himself this weekend, so I wouldn't worry too much." She responded.

Chris smiled and opened his mouth to speak again when suddenly Casey came walking down the stairs.

"Speak of the devil and he turns up." Chris announced as he looked over towards his son, reaching out an arm.

"Hey dad." Casey said with a smile as he glanced with a wink at Holly.

Holly felt her pussy tingle at that. The look somehow seemed like Casey was one-upping his father with a conspiratorial wink. Oh fuck that was hot.

Holly tried to keep her face straight and her legs from crossing.

"It's good to see you. Did you have a good weekend?" Chris asked as he gently punched Casey's arm lovingly.

"It's good to see you too, dad. And yeah, I had a great weekend. With mom." Casey replied and Holly felt her cheeks blush gently. No one who wasn't looking for it would have noticed the break in his words or what that implied if they hadn't been there all weekend. But Holly had. And she knew exactly what Casey meant as he looked at his dad smugly.

Fuck but she felt another flutter pass through her stomach and dive deep into her pussy. She was going to have to get Casey alone soon!

"That's good. I thought you might be a little mad about missing out on the lake." Chris replied, trying to one up his son again even as he was trying to smooth things over.

"Nah, dad. Mom took care of me. She made the weekend the best ever." Casey responded honestly and Holly kept a smooth face as Chris looked over to her questioningly.

"You did say make it up to him." She said in answer to the unasked question, and then felt her playful side kick in. So she added, "So I gave him what he always wanted. And he came...round, in a big way."

"Really?" Her husband asked incredulously.

"Yep." She replied with a conspiratorial smile for her son, "In fact, he was so enthusiastic that he had me exhausted more than once. I could barely keep up with him. But I think he got what he wanted at least three times, and I know how to make him smile in the future now."

"That's great!" Chris responded, "You'll have to keep that up, Hol'."

"Oh, I intend to, don't you worry." Holly replied, "Isn't that right, Casey?"

"Oh, every day from now on, dad." Her son agreed with a conspiratorial look that made Holly's lips curve more.

Chris just looked between them, none the wiser, before nodding as if he had understood. Clearly he was happy that Casey had had a good time though. If only he knew how, he surely wouldn't have been so happy then.

"Well, I'm glad you had a good time, son." Holly's husband said finally before clapping his son on the shoulder. "You should definitely do it again, then." He added, not knowing that he was inadvertently egging his son on to have sex with his wife right then.

Holly and Casey knew. And they couldn't help but smile and smirk at the whole thing.

"Oh I'll definitely do her again. Won't I, mom?" Casey replied blatantly and didn't even try to cover up what he had said.

Fortunately Chris, as unsuspecting that mother and son had been having sex as most people would be, thought it was just a slip of the tongue and so he laughed and corrected his son. Meanwhile Holly's cheeks almost set alight they turned red so much.

"Oh definitely. Every day from now on." She replied as her cheeks heated again.

Fortunately her husband had no suspicion what they were talking about at all. Who would, after all? And so he just nodded and smiled between the two of them before turning back towards the door.

"Well I better go help your brothers, otherwise nothing will be done today." He said finally and Casey nodded as Holly watched Chris half walk out the door.

He hadn't made it even a step beyond it when Holly felt her son's hand slide onto her ass.

Her entire world spun in lust and fear at that. In the same moment she was so turned on and yet so scared of being caught that she felt sick she was horny. Waiting for her husband to step the rest of the way out of the door Holly quickly knocked Casey's hand from her ass and spun around to look at him.

"Are you trying to get us caught?" She asked as her heart pounded a million miles an hour.

"You liked it as much as I did." Casey teased and Holly found her mouth working as she tried to tell him that she didn't even as she knew she had.

"Later!" She said instead finally and Casey only grinned at her broadly. Knowing he had won.

"Later I'll get that pussy around my dick again. I can't wait." He said as if his father weren't just a few feet away outside the door.

Holly goggled at him, but not so much as when he slapped her ass and winked at her -- all in full view of the open door -- and then made his way outside, chuckling to himself, to help his brothers and father unload the truck.

The way he walked up to them sung of smugness and having won a huge score over all three of the others. He had nailed Holly, and neither of his brothers had or ever would, and his father didn't know. Moreover, he had been bigger and better than his father and had gotten her to moan it out to him over and over again. Holly felt her cheeks heat even as she felt her pussy burn hotter at how swaggery Casey was being with the rest of his family. There was something...hot, about it all. About how he was lauding it over them without them realising. Especially as she heard him saying insinuating things to his father about what she and he had been up to. Things that Chris could never pick up on unless he suspected that they had had sex. And yet that were so obvious to Holly. And oh fuck was that hot.

Standing there as she watched her family, her two sons, husband, and the son she had had sex with, her youngest son, Holly couldn't wait for later that night when she snuck into Casey's room for him to fuck her while all of the others were in the house and completely oblivious. She wondered how she was going to explain the loud moaning of a woman coming from his room that night. And she knew she would be moaning louder for all of them being around and knowing that they could hear her. She had no idea what she was going to do. But she knew it was going to be the best sex of her life.

She had already been fucked out of her mind by her son. But what was to come was going to make those orgasms feel like a faint quiver in her stomach. She and Casey had a lot more adventures to have. Holly just hoped she could keep them from her husband and other sons. Unless her other sons...her pussy pulsed with lust.

- - - THE END - - -

336 A Death in the Family

Schaka

There are elements of truth in this little tale. The broad outline of the deeds has been embellished for dramatic purposes. The names have been changed to protect the guilty. Enjoy! And VOTE!

With their arms entwined around each other's waist, John and Carol Drake stood in the door of their Georgian waving at the last of the departing mourners. Carol's head rested on her son's arm. The tragic death of Allen, John's father and Carol's husband, hit them hard. Less than a week ago he was a seemingly healthy 50-year-old. Then, while sitting at his desk at work, he keeled over. The staff of his business called 911 but by the time the EMT arrived, it was too late.

As John closed the door, Carol slumped against him and began quietly crying. He wrapped his arms around her plump body and pulled her to him. Her head rested against his broad chest. He could feel her breasts pressing into his abdomen.

"Mom, I'll be here for you. It'll be hard but we can get through this together."

"I know, baby, but you have your own life. I'll manage."

"I took a few weeks off. Come on, lets sit down. You must be exhausted."

John guided his mother to the large mosh pit sofa in the media room. It fronted the 72" flat screen television where his father indulged his love of sports. A fully stocked wet bar sat at right angles to the wall where the TV hung. The sofa was C shaped with the middle of the C filled by a large hassock and end tables on either end.

Carol sat down on one side of the C and scooted across, resting her back on the sofa while her legs were extended in front of her on the hassock. Aware that her black knee length dress rode up to mid-thigh, she tugged ineffectually at the hem.

"John, would you fix me a drink, please! Bushmill's on the rocks"

"Mom, be careful! This is your second drink and you haven't eaten."

"I know, Johnny! I'll eat later. Now I just need a drink to relax!"

At 6' 2, 210 pounds, thirty-year-old John was built like his father. He looked down at his petite 48-year-old mother. The stress of the last few days aged her. The crow's feet at the corner of her eyes and the deep furrows at the corners of her mouth were more pronounced.

He smiled as she tugged at her hem. His mother was a modest person. However, he recalled growing up and hearing her and his father going at it in their bedroom. Belying her demure public persona, judging by her profane cursing and screams, she was a tiger in bed.

As he opened the 750-milliliter bottle of the potent Irish whiskey, the old saw came to mind. His mother was a lady in the streets and a whore in the sheets. He smiled as he added ice to two rock glasses and filled them with the alcohol.

In his teen years he had the usual sexual fixation with his mother. He ruefully shook his head as he recalled trying to peek and see her naked. He was away at college into his second relationship before he reconciled his incestuous lusting for his mother. He still found her alluring.

She gained a few pounds over the years, mostly in her behind and hips. However, they served to make her not heavier but curvier. Her breasts, he guessed she was a C cup, had a decided sag but only added to her curviness.

Carol watched her son fix their drinks. As always, she marveled that this handsome sexy young man was the issue of her womb. While his father was a rotund bear of a man, John was tall and athletic. He was an empathetic caring person. In some ways he was the antithesis of his hard driving father.

He was highly successful in his own right. He taught Business Principles in a prestigious university. Though it hurt when he graduated college and decide to live in California, she was proud that he stood up to his father. Allen wanted him to work in the company IT business.

"Thank you, baby!" She took the glass and took a deep gulp. Carol swallowed hard, daintily covered her mouth with her finger tips and then finished off the drink. She held the glass up and shook it.

"Wow! You had better take it easy! That stuff will go straight to you head."

"I hope it does! I need something to ease the pain of your father's death."

John took a sip of his drink, sat on the end table. He took his mother's glass back to the bar and refilled it. He paused. He looked at his mother. He grabbed the ice bucket and filled it. He took the ice bucket, his mother's refill and the bottle of Bushmill's back to the sofa. He handed her glass to her. Then he sat the ice bucket and bottle on the end table next to him.

"Part of dealing with lost is moving on! Socialize! Meet people! Perhaps one day finding someone to fill that hole in your life."

"What your father and I had was special! I'll never replace what we had."

He slipped off his coat and tie then kicked off his well-shined grey loafers. He sighed heavily as he sat next to her.

"Is that it," Carol said devilishly, "I thought I was going to get the full strip tease."

"Careful, Old Lady! I might do the full monty!"

"Promises, Promises!" Carol kicked off her high heels and let them drop to the floor. She playfully slapped her son's arm when he raised a suggestive eyebrow. "Stop it! Besides, you don't want to see this old wrinkled body!"

John sipped his drink. It was good to see flashes of his sassy mother. As she lay her head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her, his hand rested on her black nylon thigh high stockings. Nocturnal hamper diving in his teen years revealed she usually wore thigh highs. It became a fetish of his to have his girlfriends wear them during sex.

Carol took a hefty sip of her drink. She reached over her son and sat the glass on the table. She lay her head back on his chest and began crying uncontrollably. John was caught off guard. He pulled her to him and held her head against his chest. As he stroked her back, his hands slipped to the soft mound where her back ended and her behind began.

"MOM! It's going to be okay! I know you and dad had something special. But life goes on!"

With one hand, he stroked her fragrant greying hair. His other hand caressed the upper curve of her behind. He read somewhere that the touch of someone who loved them could ease the pain of grief. As his hand stroked her thigh, her dress rode up exposing the brown flesh between her thigh high stockings and the bottom of her boy shorts. He felt awkward as his hand ended up on the bare skin of her thigh.

"I know, Johnny, I know! I'm just overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all."

Carol sniffled. She buried her face in her son's chest. She inhaled his manly scent. He was her refuge. She was aware of the impropriety of her son caressing her bare thigh. However, it was comforting, reminding her of sitting on this same couch with Allen while he caressed her behind. She reached over him, only dimly aware that her breasts drug across his chest, picked up her glass and drained it.

John took her glass, added a few ice cubes and filled it to the top. He also freshened his drink. "Hey, you're not a crying drunk are you," he teased trying to cheer her up.

"No! Not usually. It's just...well...I think about what life will be without him and I get sad."

Carol took the offered glass and took another deep sip. Drinking on an empty stomach was causing her to feel a little light headed. She reached across her son and sat her glass on the end table next to him. In doing so her dress rose higher, revealing all of her black lacey panties.

John was on his third drink. He rested his hand on his mother's butt and gently massaged it. He used his free hand to freshen both of their drinks. In the process his hand moved from his mother's behind.

"Don't stop! I used to lay on your father like this while he watched football. He'd rub my ass just like you're doing now."

John squeezed her full mature behind and playfully slapped it. "Well, I'm not dad. And I shouldn't be patting your ass."

Carol sipped her drink. She smiled up at her son. "Too bad! I usually ended up giving him a blowjob to make him pay attention to me."

"MOM! You've had too much to drink. Maybe we should go to bed."

"Is that a proposition," Carol slurred, "if so, I'm ready!" Her hand grasped his thigh. She began stroking up and down.

John took another sip of his drink. He squeezed his mother's ass. Somewhere in his mind an alarm went off. He took his hand off her ass. He reached down, intended to grasp her waist and push her off him. The alcohol dulled his senses. He pushed his mother's breasts.

"Oops! Sorry about that! And no, that wasn't a proposition. What's come over you?"

Carol's hand bumped the head of her son's cock as she ran her open palm up and down his thigh. "I'm old, a widow and slightly drunk. And I'm going to miss your father's cock!"

"In order," John replied drunkenly, "you're not old! You're like fine wine, getting better with age. As far as being a widow and missing dad's cock, with an ass like this, you won't be alone long." He brought his hand down firmly, smacking her ass.

"OUCH! You're heavy handed like your father."

"Sorry! But I haven't had anything to eat either. This alcohol is going straight to my head."

She turned on her side while laying on her son's lap. She saw the bulge where his dress pants pulled tight across his thighs. In a moment of Déjà vu, she remembered the feel and taste of her husband's cock. "Unzip me!"

John grasped the zipper on the back of his mother's dress and pull it down. It stopped just above the curve of her ass. He could see the straps of her lacey bra. The matching lacey panties pulled tight across her behind. Despite himself, his inhibitions lowered by the drinks, he felt himself getting a hard on.

"Now who's doing a strip tease."

"Boy, if you saw anymore of this old body, you'd get sick to your stomach!"

John picked up the bottle and slopped more Bushmill's in the glasses. In the process some spilled on his mother's back just above her panties."

"OOPS! Hold on! I can't let good booze go to waste." John leaned down and licked the up the alcohol. His tongue ran along her spine and across the elastic waistband of her panties. The aroma of her fragrance wafted up to his nose. Impulsively, he kissed her pantied ass.

A tremor shook Carol's body. It started between her legs and travelled through her body. She rolled on her back. The top of her dress fell down, exposing her bra.

Carol could feel her son's hard cock pressing against the back of her head. An alarm went off in her head. They were both tired, stressed and halfway through a bottle of Irish whiskey. She knew they should stop. Later she would not understand what came over her. She knew it as not just the alcohol.

"Too bad you didn't spill it on the front," she giggled.

John's head rocked back and forth as he tried to focus. "You ain't said nothing but something to do," he said drunkenly. He picked up the bottle. He intended add a dollop to her belly. He over did it. Carol yelped as the whiskey soaked her panties.

She sat up, her behind against her son's thigh. "Damn, Johnny! You destroyed my panties."

Carol lifted her butt, hiked her dress up around her waist. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and pulled them off. Playfully, she turned and pull them over his head.

John tried to ward her off, holding his hands in front of his face. His coordination was off. His mother thrust her panties over his head with the crotch over his mouth. The acrid odor of the alcohol competed with the aromatic aroma of his mother's panties. He opened his mouth and sucked on the fragrant crotch of his mother's wet panties.

Carol turned and sat cross legged on the sofa watching her son chew on her panties. She thought it was the most erotic thing she saw in her life. She giggled at the incongruity of his eyes peering through the leg holes. She was uncaring that her neatly trimmed pussy with its greying thatch was on display. She felt a gooey wetness as she watched him munch on her panties.

"Can't let this good whiskey go to waste!" He leered at his mother through the leg holes as he sucked on the gusset of her panties.

Carol glanced down and saw her son's massive hard on. She licked lips. How many times had she and Allen played right here? She reached out and grasped his tool, flexing her fingers on its length. "How do they taste," she slurred? Her eyes were at half mast, her head moved loosely.

John pulled her panties off his head. There was a roaring in his ears as blood rushed through his veins. He ran his tongue over his lips, relishing the musky after taste. He held them out to his mother. "Taste them yourself."

Giggling, Carol reached for her panties. She over balanced, wind milled her arms and fell back on the hassock with her legs akimbo toward her son, her knees slightly bent. She held her panties to her nose.

"Not bad! The panties taste different than when I tasted myself on your father's cock." She shivered, recalling those intimate moments. She was uncaring of her unladylike posture.

"TMI, mom," John slurred.

He mentally crossed a line as he stared at his mother's glistening pussy. Later he was not sure what drove him. Perhaps, it was the end result of his teenage lust for her, a chance to realize a fantasy. The stress of the last few days of funeral preparation added to it. They were both overly tired. He scooted down on the couch and crawled between her legs.

Carol raise the upper part of her body on her elbows. She looked down at her son crawling between her legs. As active as their sex life was, her husband rarely went down on her. He was old school.

"What cha doing, baby?" A clear thought popped through the alcoholic fog. I should stop him. We're going too far.

Before she could transfer the thought to action. John tentatively licked at her engorged cunt lips. "Taste better this way," he mumbled.

His tongue sent an electric shock through Carol's body. Her hips thrust up. One hand grasped the back of her son's head and held it tight against her throbbing love hole.

"Fuck! No baby! No! We mustn't!"

She was in that nether world between inhibition lowering drunkenness and passed out drunk. Even as her hand pressed his head tighter to her spasming cunt, she was aware it was wrong to let her son lick her pussy. However, grief and alcohol pushed the societal prohibitions to the side. This incestuous shared intimacy felt good.

John ran his tongue up and down the length of her cleft, French kissing his mom's pussy. Her taste was incredible, like thick musky syrup. He drove his tongue deeper in her, lapping at the increasing flow of her pungent juices. He raised up, his mouth and face glistening with her wetness. He looked up at his mother. She looked incredibly wanton with her bra still on and her dress bunched around her waist.

"'Taste better this way," He said with a lop-sided grin.

"If I taste so good, why did you stop?"

She looked down at her son's head between her thighs. Drowned out by the copious amounts of alcohol they drank, the warning alarms in her head were much fainter.

He grinned up at his mother. He blinked his eyes several times, trying to focus. Her head seemed like it was far away. He slipped his arms under her thighs, lifted her legs to his shoulders. He Frenched kissed her dripping hole, wiggling his tongue inside her pussy. When she bucked against his head, he slapped her thigh.

"Hold still!"

"How the fuck you expect me to hold still when your tongue is in my pussy sending thrills through my body?"

Carol writhed as her son tongue fucked her. When his tongue flicked at her engorged, sensitive clit, she screamed.

"AWWWW FFFFUUUCKKKK! YOU PUSSY EATINNG MOTHERFUCKER!"

Her body quaked as she came. Her legs clamped around his head. She ignored his muffled protestations. "OHHHH SHIT! SHIIIITTT!"

John managed to pull his head from the vice like grip of his mother's thighs. He rocked back on the couch. Blearily he watched as his mother's belly heave as she gasped for air and came down. He could see a thin whitish liquid oozing from the bottom of her pussy. He reached over, picked up his glass and took a sip of his drink.

"That's how you sounded when you and dad were doing it in the bedroom," he chuckled.

Carol lay on her back staring at the ceiling. What was happening? She never had any sexual feelings for her son. Yes, she thought he was handsome and sexy but she never fantasized about anything sexual with him. Yet, a pleasurable tingling suffused her body.

She managed to turn at right angles to her son's feet on the hassock. Her dress was a wrinkled mess around her waist, the hem soaked with her juices. Her nipples were painfully hard.

"Your father was old school," she said, pointing at her drink. John slopped some whiskey from the nearly empty bottle and handed it to her. "He rarely ate me out. And for sure not like you just did." She took a long gulp from her glass.

She handed the glass to John. "Now let me show you what he liked." She fumbled with his belt.

Bleary eyed, John stared down at his mother struggling with his belt. She grinned up at him triumphantly after she solved its intricacies. She unzipped his pants, fumbled inside the opening, found his cock and pulled it out.

"You're having a lot of trouble down there, mom! You sure you know what you're doing?"

Hearing her son call her mom while she held his cock in her hand jarred Carol. For a moment she hesitated. What am I doing? She looked at the pulsing man meat in her hand. He was as least as large as his father. Maybe a little fatter. But definitely harder. Like a cat lapping cream, her tongue licked the clear liquid oozing from his slit.

"Your father said I was a great cocksucker. We would sit here on the couch while he watched television and I would suck his cock." The last word caught in her throat as reality intruded. Allen is dead! She pushed the thought away and took her son's cock in her mouth.

John hands clawed at the sofa as his mother's tongue caress his tool. He groaned as her head pushed down taking him fully in her mouth. FUCK! She's good! In his 30 years, he had many blowjobs. They ranged from fresh faced coeds trying to improve a grade to trysts with fellow teachers. There was even the husband of the Chemistry professor who loved to suck him clean after he fucked his wife. He was good! However, his mother was a pro. He could tell by the way her tongue wrapped around his girth as she slowly bobbed. His butt clenched. He knew he could not last long.

"Jesus mom! Where did you learn to suck cock like that?"

Carol pulled back still applying even pressure to her son's dick as she did. She smiled as she heard the slight pop as the head slipped through her pursed lips. She looked up at her son's face twisted in a grotesque mask of lust.

"When your father and I first got married, we experimented with swapping. For a couple of years, I sucked and fucked many cocks. And licked a few pussies." She winked at the startled look on her son's face. "Practice makes perfect!"

John's hips pumped involuntarily as Carol tongued the slit of his tool. His hand was caressing his mother's bare ass. He slid his index finger into her drenched love hole. He slowly probed, relishing the slickness and the flexing he felt.

"You and dad were swingers," he gasped. It was a startling revelation. He tried to picture his demure mother riding a cock. Somehow it played into his teenage fantasies. He would sometimes listen to the sounds of his parents having sex and wonder what they looked like. What she looked like.

She groaned as she felt her son finger fucking her. She redoubled her sucking. His cock felt incredible in her mouth. Her nose twitched as the scent of their arousal assaulted her nostrils. Reluctantly, she again took his cock from her mouth. She looked at it pulsing, the slit oozing his precum.

"You ask too many questions," she leered up at her son. She tried to use her arms to push up. One arm collapsed and she fell back across John's thighs. "Help me up!"

He grasped her waist and pulled her up. She collapsed against his sweat moistened dress shirt. She looked down at his pulsing cock and his pants incongruously around his ankles. He reached over her perspiring behind and reinserted his finger in her hole. Carol groaned. Slowly, squinting as she did, she unbuttoned his shirt, pushed it to the side and took his nipple in her mouth.

"Fuck! That feels incredible!"

Carol winked at her son. She pulled back and flicked at his nipple with the tip of her tongue. She could feel his dick twitching against her thigh.

"I got that a lot," she said, alternating between sucking his nipples and teasing them with the tip of her tongue.

"I can't picture you with someone other than dad."

"Your father loved to watch me fuck," she groaned. Her son's finger felt amazing sliding in and out of her cunt. "Give me another drink!"

"Now?" Joh was incredulous.

"Now," Carol intoned. "I don't want to sober up and regret what's happening.

John poured the last of the 750 milliliter Bushmills bottle into the rock glasses. "We're out of ice," he mumbled.

Mother and son sipped quietly on their drinks, John languidly slid his fingers back and forth in her love hole. She held his cock in one hand, flexing her small hands around its girth. Though still deeply under the influence of alcohol, they considered the enormity of what they were doing. Carol recovered first. She threw her head back and drained the glass. She threw her leg over his legs, straddling him. His cock bounced against her dress, leaving wet spots.

"Do you think we should undress?" The scene seemed otherworldly to John. He watched mother take his cock in her hand, positioning at her entrance. She still had her bra and thigh highs on and her dress, with wet drips of precum on the front and the hem soaked in alcohol and her pussy juices, was bunched around her waist. He still had his shirt and socks on with his dress pants dangling from one ankle.

Carol shook her head. The room spun. She balanced herself with her free hand on John's shoulder. The other guided his cock to her love hole. She slid down slowly, her eyes widening as she felt him fill her. Inch by inch she slid down accepting him into her sheath. She loved this moment, this feeling. The fullness!

"If we took the time to undress, I might have second thoughts. I might decide what we're doing was wrong."

Carol hissed as she felt the head of her son's cock press against her cervix. She paused and looked into his eyes. "I may hate myself in the morning. But tonight I just want to fuck! I want to be a slut for the night." She smiled at her son. "Your mommy slut!"

John reached behind his mother and undid her bra. He pulled it down her arms and tossed it on the floor. "Well, I at least want to see your tits! I've waited years to see them!"

"Mmmm! Your father loved my tits also. When I breastfed, he particularly loved sucking on one tit while you suckled on the other."

A wicked smile played across his face. "But there's no one here for the other tit."

Carol's face took on a dreamy look as she began to rise and fall on her son's. She had never had a cock that fit her so perfectly...that filled her so completely.

"Next time," she moaned.

"This one is delicious," John said taking his mother's tit in his mouth. He lay still, letting his mother set the pace. "Man or woman?"

"Your choice! Now shut up and fuck me! Do you know how good this feels," she groaned as she slid up and down her son's tool?

"Tell me, mommy slut! Tell me how good it feels!"

"I've always loved fucking. For as long as I can remember, I knew there was nothing better than a hard cock in my cunt. With you, there's an additional intimacy. You're my son. I carried you in my womb for nine months. You came out of my pussy a squalling baby! I nurtured that baby, watched him grow into a man. Now that man's cock is filling the hole he came out of. It's impossible to describe the feeling. Its my maternal love come full circle."

John began to clench his ass, thrusting up to meet his mother's downward thrusts. "You're right. I can never experience what you experience. However, fucking you is the most satisfying sexual experience of my life. I know you love me! And we're confirming that love with the most intimate act two people can perform."

Carol leaned forward, touching her forehead to her son's. "You talk too much! Harder! Fuck me harder!" They settled into a rhythm like long time lovers. As their bodies undulated, as they thrust into each other, they kissed, their tongues moving back and forth between their mouths.

"I'm going to cum, baby! I can feel it building in me! It's like a pressure, a sensual pressure that permeates my body. Cum with me! Fill me with your seed while mommy cums! Please baby!"

John grab his mother's waist. He began to pump hard up into her. He could hear the pussy farts as he pumped hard into her. He watched her breasts bounce as their lust built. The room reeked of their love scent, He could feel her pussy clamp down, emulating her birth contractions, trying to push him out. He fought back. He was not going to let her push him out of her pussy this time.

"Cum momma! Cum for your son!"

"I'm cumming, baby! I'm cumming! Cum with me!

YES! YES! YES! Mother and son screamed and bucked against each other. Their orgasms washed over them like waves from a storm, roaring ashore, receding then roaring back again and again. They held each other's eyes, their bodies grinding against each other.

They came down slowly, kissing. Carol's arms were wrapped around her son's neck, their foreheads touching. He held her petite ass in his hands, caressing it. Their undulations slowed. They sat joined for several moments. Finally, Carol threw her leg over her son and collapsed next to him on the sofa.

The alcohol and their exertions had worn them out. Carol looked up at her som. His regular breathing said he was asleep. She kissed his bare chest. Her hand caressed his bare skin. She threw her leg over his and passed out

Chapter 2

Carol Drake woke in the dark room with a dull throbbing headache. Her mouth felt gummy, her eyes nearly glued together with sleep. She lay there for a moment trying to collect herself. She felt a warm body behind her. She could feel a hard cock filling her, thrusting gently. A hand cupped her breasts.

Still in that nether world between being asleep and fully awake, she answered the thrusts with her own. She brought her hand up to cover the hand on her breast. For a moment she thought she was in bed with her husband. Allen knew how she loved being awakened with his cock in her.

As she came more fully awake, she realized she must be dreaming. Allen was dead! The sadness of lost washed over her. Then who was this behind her, his cock buried deep in her hole, his hand caressing her breast?

Jesus H. Fucking Christ! As her body with a mind of its own thrust back, she came fully awake. It was not her beloved Allen's cock slipping into her love hole from behind. It was her son, John!

Alcohol still befuddled her. She tried to recall how she ended up here with her son's cock sliding in and out of her pussy. She groaned as she felt his length push deep into her sheath. The feel of his cock in her brought back fuzzy memories of the night before.

She and John got drunk commiserating each other over Allen's death. That drunken commiseration turned into a full on sex session. I fucked my son! And we're fucking again!

She grasped his hand, intending to pull it from her breast and sit up. She grunted as he maintained a slow in and out. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck. When his lips touched her neck, a shiver shook her body.

I should stop him. Earlier tonight we were drunk. Tremors shook her body as his hand moved from her breast. Thrills went through her body as he caressed her belly then slipped down across her clit. FUCK! I need to stop him

John was dreaming he was fucking the married professor. Her pussy felt tighter, wetter than he recalled. In his inebriated mind, he thought it was the one whose husband like to watch him fuck his wife. He kept up a slow thrusting, relishing the tightness of her pussy and the way she matched his slow strokes.

She always was a good fuck. And her husband, the staid English Lit teacher, was a champion cocksucker. He recalled them laying full length in bed taking turns sucking his dick. Her tit felt larger than he recalled. He slipped his hand down her abdomen. He felt her shiver when he touched her clit.

"John! Stop! Please!" Carol could not stop him herself. His cock in her fevered pussy felt too good, the fullness too satisfying. If she died now, she knew this was her most satisfying sexual experience.

What did she say? Stop? Her voice sounded different. He opened his eyes. The room was dark. The woman he was fucking was petite, much smaller than his Amazonian fellow professor.

Soberer but still under the influence of alcohol, his mind began to process what was going on. He was not at the university. His father had died. He went home to help his mother with the arrangements...

"Jesus Christ!" John pulled back. He heard a loud groan as his cock pulled from the wet love hole.

"MOM! WHAT THE FUCK!"

His head throbbed with a massive hangover as her pulled out of his mother's love hole. He scrambled to a sitting position. He looked down at his mother's bare ass. It was the color of coffee with cream. Her wrinkled and stained dress was bunched around her waist. Her black thigh high stockings were laddered. He could see her gleaming wet pussy lips between her thighs Slowly the events of earlier that evening came back. He and his mother got drunk and fucked.

"Not so loud, Johnny! I have the granddaddy of all hangovers!"

Carol sat up and leaned back on the couch. As she did she saw her son's cock rigid, pulsing slightly. She recalled it filling her mouth and the slight ache at the corners as she tried to get it deeper. He's larger than his father was.

He realized he was naked from the waist down, wearing only his dress shirt. His eyes bucked as he saw his mother with her widow's weeds dress around her waist and her ruined stockings on her legs. When he opened his mouth to speak, Carol held up one hand, palm out fingers up, the universal signal to stop.

"Please don't say I'm sorry! We're adults!" Her nose crinkled. "I smell like a goat and you're no better! Let's shower and talk over coffee!" She stood up carefully, pushing her self off the sofa with one hand while holding her forehead with the other. "And aspirin," she added.

Chapter 3

The sun was peeking up over the horizon as Carol and her son sat at the breakfast counter sipping black coffee. A hot shower and aspirin dulled the hangover they both had. Now they tried to sort out what happened...and what they were going to do about it.

Carol rested her elbows on the counter. She held the steaming hot cup of coffee in two hands just in front of her face. She watched her son through the steam.

"I had better call my doctor and get a prescription for a morning after pill!" There she thought. That gets the conversation on to what we did and the possible consequences

"Morning After? Oh my God! Yes! Yes, you should!" His mother sat at the end of the breakfast counter with her legs crossed at the ankles. Her robe opened and fell between her legs revealing an inordinate amount of thigh. Coupled with the way her robe fell open exposing her small breasts to just above the nipple, John was ashamed to feel his cock getting hard.

Carol's full cupid's bow lips pulled into a tight smile. She was prepared to let bygones be bygones and move on. From what she could remember, her son was an amazing fuck. However, he was dealing with guilt. If was too much for him, if it threatened their mother/son relationship, she would reluctantly let last night be a one off.

"John, what we did last night was fueled by alcohol and a deep since of lost. We'll probably never do it again...unless you want to!"

"Unless I want to! Mom, we committed incest last night. If anyone were to find out, we'd both be ruined." An image of him between her thighs watching her face contorted in the grotesque mask of lust flashed in his mind. Unconsciously, he licked his lips, remembering her musky sweetness.

"Well, I'm not going to tell if you don't! Besides, you had a chance to realize your boyhood fantasy. You not only saw me naked, you fucked me!"

He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it. "So, you knew about that!"

"How could I not know! Every time I turned around I caught glimpses of you pulling back from my bedroom or bathroom door trying to see me with no clothes on."

He took a deep breath and stood. He towered over his mother. Her robe pulled back exposing her thighs to just below her sex. The top formed a deep vee to her abdomen. He reached down, grasp the belt on the robe, undid it and pulled her robe open.

"Well, I guess I should get a good look. I mean this is the culmination of a lifetime of fantasies."

Carol sat her coffee down. She watched her son's eyes scan her body. "Are you sure about this? We may be starting something that will consume us."

He pushed her robe off her shoulders. It fell, kept from falling only by her sitting on it. She squealed when he grasped her waist and sat her on the breakfast counter.

"You're right! I always wanted to see you naked." He reached out and took both of her grapefruit size breasts in his hands. He squeezed them.

Carol's reached out and undid her son's robe. It fell open and his cock bobbed up between the opening. She grabbed it and pulled him toward her, positioning his tool at her entrance.

"What's it going to be," she groaned as he stepped forward and his cock slid into her fevered hole. "A quickie and we go on with our separate lives, cherishing the memory of a special night. Or do you want something more?"

John wrapped his arms around his mother's waist. He pumped slowly in and out of her tight pussy. He could feel her sheath flexing caressing his cock.

He looked into his mother's face, contorted by her arousal

"Momma, I'm never going to leave you. After all, I still have to watch you with another man. And with a woman! And, about that Morning After pill, why don't we put that on hold."

The End