Robbie looked unconvinced, but Casey wanted to do this, and he could see why she needed to get this all out of her system, cleanse herself of all that had gone before, so she could finally move on.
“And Robbie, while we have some time alone, I need you to hold me tight, help me get ready for tomorrow, please!” she begged him, looking drawn and a little scared, and his heart went out to her.
He gathered her into him, hugging her as tight as he could without crushing her, Casey clinging to him, her head pressed to his chest, listening to his breath sounds, his heartbeat, sounds she found restful and reassuring, signs of life. She began lightly kissing his neck, his throat, little feather-light nibbles, letting him know she wanted him to do more than just hug her. Robbie looked down at her, smiling, pulling her closer so he could lean down and kiss her lips, her nose, and her eyelids, stroke her soft cheek and smooth her hair back from her forehead. For someone whose sex-life only kicked-off a couple days ago, he was really getting quite proficient at reading the signs!
Casey grinned and pushed herself away, standing up so she could undo the button on her jeans, to slide them down and step out of the puddle of denim, tugging her top over her head in one casual movement, flinging it over into the corner of the room, and standing before him in just her skimpy underwear. Robbie had meanwhile squirmed out of his jeans and loafers, yanked off his polo shirt and leaned back against the headboard clad in just his shorts. Casey climbed onto the bed, kneeling next to him to kiss him, giving him the opportunity to unhook her wispy bra and hook his fingers into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down enough for him to reach down and clasp her buttocks. Casey smiled and shrugged off her bra, kneeling up so he could slide her panties down to her knees, leaving her completely exposed to his gaze.
He gently urged her closer, holding her by her buttocks and kissing her lips, her neck, grazing on her smooth pale shoulder, licking and nibbling her ear, Casey alternately sighing and giggling. She gently shrugged him off, still smiling, and hooked her hands in the waistband of his shorts, making him lift his hips as she tugged them down. His erect cock immediately swung up, thick, hard and shiny, the bell-shaped tip an angry purplish-red. Her head dipped down to slide her lips over his cock-head, Robbie sighing in pleasure at the sensation. Casey’s talented tongue swirled and massaged the sensitive tip, causing jolts of pleasure to blast into his groin, making his erection even harder, strain even further. Without thinking, he rubbed gently at her vulva, sliding his finger in the crease between her labia, making her gasp and wriggle as he teased her lips apart, and clamp her lips tightly over his cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, the lowered pressure making the head of his penis swell as it engorged even further.
Robbie groaned, rubbing and stroking her lips slightly harder, slipping one then another finger inside her as she flowered open for him, and pumping gently, rhythmically in time with the bobbing motion of her head. His thumb unintentionally brushed the little pink pucker of her anus, and she jumped, grinning at him around her mouthful of cock and he grinned back, lightly stroked it again, and was rewarded with another wide-eyed grin. Filing that away for future reference, he concentrated on sliding his fingers in and out of her moist pussy, her juices running as her arousal rose. He slid her panties all the way off and pulled her onto him, her pussy facing him and level with his face as she bobbed on his cock, and gently pulled her closer, to lap his tongue along her rapidly swelling labia, her rising scent warm and rich and enticing. He dipped his tongue further between her lips, swirling around between them, teasing her inner lips, and exploring her inner recesses.
Casey sighed, and licked and sucked even harder, making him pull her closer into him, to rasp his tongue over her unhooded clitoris, the little nub standing out stiff and hard, like a pale nipple, inviting him to suck on it. Robbie slowly pulled her clitoris between his lips, twirling his tongue over it, making her gasp out loud, momentarily letting go of his cock in the extremity of her stimulation, her juices pouring over her open vulva, bathing his face in her essences. Casey began to come with a loud, guttural groan, her pussy spasming as the waves of pleasure rolled and billowed through her, building to a crescendo as Robbie kept sucking and licking her pussy, each stroke of his tongue sending another, higher wave rolling through her, until, at last, she reached that peak, screaming out in release as a gigantic swell of pleasure blasted through her, her muscles and tendons thrumming like violin strings as she shuddered and trembled, eyesight whiting-out and ears popping with the force of it.
At last, her shuddering subsided, and she lay quiet, chest heaving as she fought for breath, rolling off him and reaching out to take his hand.
“What about you, baby, what do you want?” she murmured smiling sleepily.
For answer, Robbie moved down between her parted thighs, waiting above her, smiling down at her.
“Oh, that!” she grinned, taking hold of him and directing him to her entrance. When he was in position, he slowly pushed into her, sliding himself into her in one long slow glide, making her gasp with the sensation as he filled her up. As she sighed under him, he began slowly pumping into her, supporting his weight on his hands, so he could see and memorize her features as he made love to her. He began to speed up, Casey pumping back against him, raising her hips up to meet him, her own arousal climbing again as she watched this handsome man watch her adoringly as he made love to her, his passion for her unmistakeable, his eyes full of his need for her, and she felt her whole being rushing out of her to join with him, losing herself in his eyes.
Robbie sped up even more, primal instincts pushing him to the final outcome of what they did here, ramping-up his need to mate with his woman and fill her with his seed. Casey began to gasp and rake his shoulders, his sides and back, digging in her fingernails as she tried to pull him further into her as her excitement mounted, until, at last, with a loud groan, she orgasmed, waves of pleasure rippling up and down her vaginal tube as her vagina fluttered and convulsed, sucking and clenching at his cock. His control evaporated at the sensations he was feeling, and he echoed her own cry of release, pumping jet after jet of hot sperm deep into the heart of her, filling her with his seed. Casey pulled him down to her, to press her lips to his, feeling him kiss her back with equal fervor and need, holding her tight against him as his cock twitched and convulsed, emptying himself inside her.
Robbie disengaged, moved off her to lie next to her so she could slide up close against him, into the circle of his arm and burrow down against him as he kissed her forehead. He noted that she seemed to have gotten over her stage-fright of earlier, and was now more relaxed at the thought of meeting Sarah again, especially since she had support from him, Joey, and Karen. As far as he was concerned, his whole family needed to be together, and this was the way to do it.
By the time Joey and Karen came back in, Casey and Robbie had their travel plans sorted, flights booked, and were fully braced for the storm. To ease themselves into it, they decided to have a quiet night out, so Robbie and Joey took the girls to a good Filipino restaurant they’d discovered down in Burlingame, off El Camino. After a pleasant evening, they made their way back to the apartment, preoccupied with what the next day would bring.
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Their flight was at 7:30, due into Springfield at 11:00 local, so Robbie called ahead to let Sarah know they were at San Francisco Airport domestic terminal, their flight called on time, so they’d see her in a few hours.
“This is it Case, crunch-time. If you say the word, we can get back in that taxi, do this another day!” said Robbie, looking carefully at Casey’s set, immobile face. In just the short time they’d been together he’d learned to read her moods; Casey was scared, controlling her trembling by willpower alone, but scared like she’d never been before. His heart went out to her, and he hugged her close, comforting her with his presence, her close contact with him. Karen took her hand. “We’ll all be there, don’t worry, Sarah’s not a dragon, she won’t bite you, so calm down, OK?”
Joey touched her arm, grinned at her when she looked up, tweaked her nose, making her grin in spite of herself.
“There you go, that’s more like it!” he grinned back.”It’s going to be OK, Casey, really, I promise you, mom’s bark is worse that her bite, and her bark ain’t all that!”
The flight was uneventful, the short drive back to the Anderson household more so, Casey sitting in the back of the rental car with her hands locked in a death grip with Robbie’s.
They arrived at the Anderson house and Joey pulled into the driveway, where they piled out, Joey going ahead with Karen to greet Sarah while Robbie and Casey grabbed the bags from the trunk.
Sarah was excited to see Robbie again; while she’d seen him several times in the last four years, it had always been her visiting him in California, and she was intrigued at what could be so important to bring him back to the one place he hated more than anything on the planet. She hugged Joey and Karen as they came in, always delighted to see her future daughter-in-law, and waited for Robbie, curious to see the surprise he’d mentioned.
At last, Robbie came through the door, and Sarah hugged him fiercely, surprised at how much she’d missed him, before realising someone else had come in with him. Sarah glanced at her, and did a double-take as she realised who was standing with him, holding his hand!
“You!” she gasped, stepping back as Casey shrank against Robbie, Sarah noting their linked hands, their interlaced fingers.
“Robbie, what’s going on here, why’s she here?” demanded Sarah, and Casey quailed at the sheer anger and venom in that one word: ‘she’.
Robbie unlaced his fingers from Casey’s, slid his arm around her shoulder as she shrank even closer against him.
“Mom, we need to talk, you, me, Casey, we have a lot to talk about… and something to tell you.”
Sarah stared at the pair of them, then turned to sweep Joey and Karen with her gaze. “And you two, what have you got to say about this?”
Joey held up a placating hand. “Ma, let Robbie say his piece, OK, just give him five minutes, then you can ask me anything, but hear him out first. OK?
Sarah stared at him for an uncomfortably long moment, then nodded.
“Alright, Robbie, please, by all means, talk, honey, this I have got to hear!”
He sat down, pulling Casey down next to him and motioning for Sarah to be seated.