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.