“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.