Pleasing Casey Ch. 02

She knew what he meant by that comment. She felt the tension double with his veiled plea for her physical love. She glanced down at his lap and saw the bulging cylinder in his jeans. A guilty longing suddenly sprung to life in her heart. She forced herself to look away.

She'd felt that attraction before, but never like this. She felt vulnerable. Tonight she had defended his honor and preserved his chastity. She had been his mother when he needed her to be. But a nagging itch began to gnaw at her insides. She needed to do more for him. She had never looked at him like she was right now—a man with needs—needs that she could satisfy. She wanted to satisfy him. She needed to satisfy him. She suddenly could think about nothing else—nothing but the bulge in his jeans. Her breath quivered.

"Well, it doesn't look like my relationship with Kiera's father will cause you any awkwardness now," she said, trying to fill the silence. If they would just keep talking, it might allay the overwhelming desire that was beginning to burn through her resolve.

But Casey didn't respond. He continued to lay his head on her shoulder, enduring the awkward position his erection was being forced into. Viki glanced down again. It was larger. It was killing her to deny him what he needed. She dug deep, finding the last sliver of motherly decency she had in her and in a last desperate attempt to end the tension, spoke to her son in a weak voice, "You should go to bed."

Casey stirred, sitting up and slowly rising to his feet. His dick was achingly squished between his jeans and the skin of his thigh. He knew it was showing, but he didn't try to hide it. He turned toward his mother, as if awaiting a good night hug, allowing a full-on view of his aroused manhood.

Viki looked at her son standing in front of her, her attention squarely focused on the long bulge in his pants, now protruding even further after he stood up. She didn't stand up to meet him. She couldn't. She couldn't think about anything but Casey's jeans. Her heart began beating rapidly as the reality of fulfilling a long-repressed dark fantasy began to take shape. Her resolve was fading like twilight. She slipped her arms around his hips and drew him near, resting her head on his firm abdomen while her forearms pushed against his ass. She didn't know what else to do; her rational mind had shut down. Pure lust had suddenly assumed control of her body and the pleasure it was bringing to her heart right at that second was unequalled.

She could feel it. It pressed against her chest. It was unmistakable. It owned her thoughts. She let one hand slip around to the side of his leg, rubbing up and down gently—slowly and gently while she held him—held him tight against her. Her hand moved around to the front of his thigh, caressing up and down, up and down, finally making its way between her chest and his jeans. She slid her hand between their bodies and she felt it—just her fingertips at first. Slowly, deliberately, she let her whole hand creep onto the restrained shaft. She released her embrace and looked up at Casey with her hand still on him. His expression was peaceful. He was beautiful.

She looked at the throbbing bulge in his pants and ran her hand over it, wrapping her palm and fingers around the half-cylinder that was reachable through the fabric. He was large. He needed her. He needed her to show him how he could expect a real woman to treat her man. She looked back into his eyes, as if begging for direction.

Casey reached down and lightly cupped her face, gently caressing her cheek with his thumb. She was so beautiful in her maturity, but her eyes were those of a little girl asking permission. His expression unchanged, his eyes caressing hers, he bade her continue, without a word or even the slightest movement of his face.

Quickly, she unfastened his belt buckle with nervous hands and pinched the button of his jeans through the hole. Viki took the zipper between her finger and thumb and gently started it down, letting the tension of his pressing erection take over, spreading apart the teeth on its own.

Casey breathed a quiet sigh at the relief of loosening his bound-up erection. It immediately grew to its maximum size, still inside his pants. He didn't even feel surprise that this moment between his mother and him was happening. All he could feel was blessed mind-numbing lust.

Viki slid off the sofa onto her knees on the floor in her black skirt. She breathed in deeply and felt into Casey's jeans, touching the skin of his hard tool and latching onto it, finally pulling him out to stand at attention. She caressed it lightly, seeing him as a hard man for the first time. He was simply a specimen of maleness—a large, firm, delectable treat that should only be touched by someone who loved him. She grasped him mid-shaft and stroked upward, folding the skin up over the head, like he would to himself when first aroused.

Expertly, lovingly, slowly, she jacked him up and down, starting his juices flowing deep within. It suddenly dawned on Viki that she was going to taste her son's cum tonight. There was no doubt about it. The thought of it consumed her. She had never in her life been more driven to have a cock in her mouth.

She tasted the underside of his head, massaging it with her tongue, then down the shaft and back up before folding her lips around it and taking the whole thing into her mouth. She looked lovingly into his eyes. He was enjoying the first wetness ever from his mother. She wanted it perfect for him, sucking with a tight mouth, bobbing her head slowly on him.

She stopped sucking and grabbed Casey's jeans with both hands, pulling them down to his knees. His boxers were still half on him, hiding his balls and the bottom half of his member.

Viki reached around behind him and slid both hands into his underwear, pushing the garment down while palming his ass. He felt so sexy! His buns were firm and muscular, just like he looked. When his boxers met his jeans at the knees, she pushed all of it down to his ankles so he could step out.

Naked from the waist down, Casey stood before his beautiful mother, who was still immaculately dressed for a date. Her creamy round breasts nearly exploded out of her blouse from his angle, while her knees rested on the hem of her skirt.

Casey watched her eyes as she moistened his entire shaft with her tongue. She was truly beautiful on her knees in front of him. His mother would do anything for him, and she was proving it right now. His eyes locked on her hers as he watched and felt his cock disappear into his mother's warm mouth again. He knew immediately this was going to a lot different than what he was accustomed to. She had a subtle touch with her hands and a wet tightness in her mouth that was unlike anyone who'd ever touched him. There was love in the way she was treating him.

Viki slid him in and out of her mouth several times, coating him completely with her saliva and getting a warm, salty taste of his slippery pre-cum that began to erupt from his urethra. She jacked him to milk some more out before putting it back in her mouth, licking it off the tip and savoring the warm, luscious goodness all the way down her throat. His cock followed after, as she opened wide and forced him into her, wiggling her head slightly to work him into her throat before backing out. She did it again, this time holding him in longer, her mouth wide open at the base.

She spit him out on impulse, but put her mouth immediately back on him, coating him with thick gag saliva before jacking him and coating her hand the same way. Back down her throat it went again the moment she had recovered.

Viki could feel her nipples pushing hard inside her bra. She rubbed her breasts soothingly with her dry hand while she serviced him.

Seeing his mother look and act like a slut on her knees for him suddenly caused Casey to turn a corner in his sexual awareness. This wasn't a girl at a party acting on drunken impulse. This was his mother—the woman who raised him and had devoted her life to him. The woman he respected more than anyone and loved more than anyone was down on her knees, laboring for his pleasure. Her impeccable devotion to him and the sacrifices she'd made in her own personal life to better his happiness had to be pushed to the back of his mind. Her beautiful mouth was all that mattered right now.

She continued to slide him in and out of her open throat, expertly taking the discomfort for his pleasure. Viki knew her son hadn't experienced the likes of a mature woman servicing him with the experience and devoted skill she possessed. She was going to make this perfect for him, no matter what the repercussions. She loved him more at that moment than she ever had, and she was determined to show him.

Casey's mind narrowed to the exquisite feeling his mother's throat was imparting on his swollen cock. It's slippery perfection began to consume his entire consciousness. He was losing control of his rational self. His libido took over for a moment as he grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her throat forcefully. Right now she was just a slippery hole for the pleasure of his dick.

Viki took it for as long as she could before cowering away for a breath. She strained to hold off her gag response and then opened up again for him. Casey stroked into her throat once again, fucking her like a whore, making her take it for him.

"You like that, don't you?" he said to her just above a hoarse whisper. "Do you like taking my big cock down your throat?" A chill crept up his neck. He couldn't believe what he'd just said.

Viki averted her eyes in submission and hummed an affirmative answer without removing his penis from her mouth.

Her reaction compelled him to say more. He whispered softly, barely audibly. "My little whore."

Viki nodded and hummed again, "Mmm hmm." The humiliation of being treated like nothing more than a hole by the man that owed her his life just served to reaffirm inside Viki that she could show her son more love than he ever knew possible. It titillated her soul to be his little whore! She pulled away in a gag she couldn't control, and jacked his cock while she recovered.

She fell into a rhythm, alternating sucking and stroking, her bracelets rattling when she jerked him off. She'd never performed so lovingly, so in tune with her man, anticipating his needs, willingly sacrificing her comfort for his extreme pleasure. Anything she had to do for him was worth it. She hoped he liked how his cock looked in her pretty face.

Casey never took his eyes off her. Her lips were angelic; her beautiful green eyes gazing up to him spoke her love in clearest prose. He needed more of her.

"Show me your tits," he demanded.

Without taking her mouth off him, Viki unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse and with both hands, pulled it down along with her bra, letting her full, round breasts escape the fabric. She inched the bra down some more, wiggling a little to get her size Ds fully out for her son. Her hands then went immediately to his hips and she deepthroated him with renewed vigor.

Casey reached down and palmed her hard nipple while he held still. His mom was doing all the work, taking him deep while caressing his hips with her hands.

"You look so fucking sexy doing that," he said, overcome by lust, one tit being squeezed in his hand while the other bounced under her wildly bobbing head.

She stopped to catch her breath and stroked him gently while she looked up at him. "Do you like how I do it?" she asked, like a little girl.

"Yes, don't stop," he said gently, but firmly.

Viki obediently went back to fellating him, stroking him simultaneously while she sucked the head. The slippery clear fluid was flowing steadily from his cock, adding the crucial secret slippery ingredient to the concoction that covered his penis and her hands. It was the wettest, sloppiest blowjob he'd ever received.

Casey had never had anything remotely like this done to him, suddenly boosting his perception of Viki to dizzying new heights as the perfect woman. But the seemingly impossible notion of his mother gaining even more respect from him would have to wait until this fantasy climaxed. He couldn't let it spoil the slutty service she giving was him.

Viki began feeling the inside of his thigh and tickling his balls with her fingers with a nervous twitch in her chest She was ready to open her son's eyes. She was going to touch him like she knew he wanted touched. She'd done it with other men. Some liked it, some didn't. She was willing to bet Casey would like it, but she felt a little apprehensive. She went slowly. She let her fingers slip behind his scrotum and rub the soft skin she found back there. Gently, slowly she let her fingers creep up the crease between his balls and his ass cheeks. A quiet gasp from Casey told her he was going to be receptive, whether he knew it or not. She pushed a little further into the area Casey had never felt someone touch. He moaned as he looked at her beautiful face. What was his mother doing?

Viki abruptly grabbed Casey's hips and rotated him toward the sofa, and then gently pushed him backward so he sat down on the soft cushions. She immediately went back at him with her mouth, assuring that a second would not get by that he wasn't in complete bliss. While she sucked him, she hiked up her skirt to give her legs more range of motion. Now able to spread her legs, Viki moved close to the sofa in a squatting position and reached out for his shirt, gently coaxing it up. She wanted her son completely naked for this. Casey pulled the shirt over his head and threw it behind the sofa.

She couldn't wait to taste his balls! Now in a perfect position to do what she wanted to him, Viki tongued his scrotum, tasting the salty skin, watching his eyes closely. She slurped one into her mouth as Casey's own mouth dropped open. She tongued it and caressed it for several seconds, watching the waves of ecstasy course through her son in his facial expressions. He loved it and she knew it. She managed to fit the other in as well, and sucked and caressed them both while she slowly stroked his tool.

Casey watched her spit him out and nuzzle down behind his scrotum even further. In complete shocked bliss he watched his mom put her pretty face down between his legs and felt her moisten the skin behind his scrotum. The belittling dirty talking no longer even seemed adequately sexy. She had taken over and gone beyond what he would have asked her to do. The tables were turned with her willingness to go into uncharted territory to please him.

Viki picked up one of Casey's legs and rested his foot on her shoulder. His other foot rested on the coffee table behind her. She wet her middle finger in her mouth and slipped it between his legs, teasing his ass cheeks open while she resumed fellating his tool.

He felt her finger touch his pucker and nearly came off the sofa. Viki grabbed one of his hands with her free hand and held it while she continued on. Casey had total trust in his mom, but what she was doing to him was definitely going to try it.

"Relax baby," she said to him softly while squeezing his hand. Casey did his best. Having his ass teased, while a total shock, had changed the game for him and he was now gently headed toward climax. Viki could sense it in his breathing. She sucked him some more, keeping her mouth tight on his tool, bobbing down deep every once in a while to slowly nudge him toward climax.

Her finger pressed ever more firmly on his anus, smoothing the slippery wetness all around, exciting them both with the notion of penetration, but she held off. She sucked and jacked him gently, slowing down his approaching climax, watching his face. She paced him like a champion lover.

Casey comfortably lay on the sofa in a dream-like state, his mom pushing all the right buttons. He hardly knew where he was. Viki was leading him precisely down the path to unbridled pleasure. She treated him perfectly, catering to his every need, even those he wasn't aware of. Her son would know if girls were treating him right in the future; this would be the standard by which he would measure all other sexual relationships. He deserved nothing but the best.

Casey had gotten used to her wandering finger and was now completely relaxed as he approached meridian. Viki knew it wouldn't be long now and intensified her stimulation of his cock. Her bracelets rattled in the quiet room while she jacked him for the home stretch. His breathing grew louder and began to quiver; Viki knew it was time to flip the switch.

Both of Viki's hands and her mouth got very busy. She put the head between her lips and her hand squeezed tight on his cock while her wet middle finger gently slipped into his ass, stroking up to the middle knuckle.

The sensation brought on Casey's climax in a rush. His flaccid body suddenly tensed up, every muscle straining, every fiber of his body clinching the orgasmic bliss. Viki felt Casey's tight hole clamp onto her finger, pulsing in sync with the spurts of thick liquid he was pumping into her mouth. Casey opened his eyes and watched the angel between his legs hungrily slurp up his wet bequest with lustful urgency. Viki stroked him out, sucking the semen from his urethra as his contractions gradually slowed. She very slowly withdrew her finger from him and his body once again relaxed as he began to re-enter his tantric state.

She gently licked from the base up to the tip, cleaning off the cum that had spilled out of her mouth. She'd cleaned up after her son thousands of times, but this salty-sweet mess she would gladly clean up a thousand times more. She swallowed every drop of her son she could find.

Viki was so pleased with herself she hardly noticed how dripping-wet her panties were. Her physical satisfaction took a back seat to the amazing experience she had just provided Casey. Her baby just received the most sensual gift she could give him, and that was all that mattered.

She sat down on the floor and stroked his hair for a while, coaxing him to fall asleep to the comfort of Mommy's touch. Despite what she'd just done to him, her soul was at peace. Her son had just learned a sweet lesson about how to be loved. After a few minutes he was fast asleep.

Viki stood up and let her skirt unfurl to its normal place. She pushed her breasts back into her bra and straightened up her blouse. Unfolding a blanket, she draped it across her naked son, leaning down and kissing him on the forehead. "Goodnight, baby. Mommy loves you."

Casey didn't respond. Blissful relaxed sleep had taken over for the night.