Cass was bored, and horny. She hadn't had a date in a long while, and hadn't had sex in even longer as the last few dates she had weren't any really winners. She laid on her bed, only in her underwear, and slipped her hand into her panties and began to play with herself. She knew it wouldn't be enough, it almost never was, but a least a little bit of play would make it at the very least bearable. She began to softly moan as she rubbed at herself.
Cassie Leeves was barely 36, and she had a body to die for. Triple D bra size, small waist, and yet big wide hips, and a large round bubble butt. Men always lusted after her, but for years there was always a problem. At first, it was because she was a single mother and she that she had a son, Tom when she was barely 18. It wasn't by choice, Tom's father Richard was a wonderful man, and god was he amazing in bed. He was also a software tycoon, and when Tom was barely four, Richard had already made over fifty million dollars in the market. By the time Tom was seven, he was worth over eight hundred million dollars.
She still remembered the day he left for a big business meeting in the UK, there was a big merger, and it was going to make them and his partner's billionaires, but he never made it. The plane crashed in the pacific somewhere, and the only thing ever recovered was wreckage. Tom and her were devastated. Although all the money was left to them, and they didn't have to work a day in their lives anymore, it was barely enough to cover the pain of losing him.
She swore off men for a while, and decided to date around the time Tom was ten, but that's when she ran into men who didn't want to date a single mom. It changed around the time he was 15 barely three years ago, but damn was she running into nothing but idiots. She tried bars, which sucked, she tried apps, but most of them were either too quick to try and jump into bed with her, or wanted her for her money once they found out she was loaded.
Maybe she was too hasty with the ones who wanted sex quickly...god she needed it. She kept rubbing, faster now. She wasn't completely sure why she was so fucking horny today, although it had been two weeks since her last period, so it was possible she was ovulating right now. It always drove her a little crazy. She got faster and moaned even louder, her legs spread wider, one hand grabbing onto one of her large breasts.
She left out a long moan as she reached a small, but nice orgasm.
Unknown to Cass, Tom had come home early. He had been out with his friends early, but within two hours he was already done. All they wanted to do was sit and get high. He didn't smoke, not that he cared if they did, but it just wasn't him. He snuck back in the house around 2, and went to his room. He told his Mom he wouldn't be home until much later, so he figured he could go into his room and play on his PC for a while and be left alone if she didn't know he was home.
Tom was a mostly normal eighteen year old boy, but he had what he felt was a problem. Growing up, after Dad died, it was mostly just his mom and him against the world. So when he was young, he developed a crush on his own Mom. At first it was small, heartwarming, but by eighteen, it was a raging inferno of both love and lust. She was what his friends called "Thicc". She had big tits, a big ass, but there was so much more. He loved her green eyes, her natural long red hair, the way she smiled at him every day. She always told him she was an old woman now, but he and his friends always agreed she barely looked a day under thirty.
At first he played his games, but his mind went to his mother. He hadn't heard from her since he got home, and although her bedroom door was open, he didn't look inside, just in case she had taken a nap. He had seen her nap before, in her underwear...she was so beautiful. Just thinking about her...
His hand went into his shorts, and grabbed his already erect cock. He began to slowly play with himself. Tom had his share of girls after him. At six foot one, two hundred pounds, straight out of the wrestling team, he was fit, cute, and charming. But he didn't care, every girl that came after him, all he ever did was one of two things, either tell them to get lost, or for one night stands. His cock was big, a good solid nine inches, and thick. Granted he had seen bigger in some porn he had watched, but he was bigger than the rest of the wrestling team that he had seen in the showers.
He was only two minutes into jacking off, his cock at full attention in his hand, pre-cum slowly running down the sides, when he heard her moan. He stopped, but kept his hand on his cock. His mother was home...and having fun herself. He stood up, his shorts dropping all the way to the floor now. He stood and listened. He always did when he heard her, she was never quiet about it.
As he stood and listened, he started to move his hand again. Normally, whenever she did this, he jacked off if he could. He would always imagine himself inside his mother, thrusting deep into her, feeling himself swell and get ready to-
He heard a large long moan. God, this was unbearable. It sounded so wonderful.
Something in Tom changed in that moment, that moan did it. He grew courage in that moment. He didn't pull his shorts back on, he kept his hand on his cock slowly stroking it, and then moved to his bedroom door. He opened it slowly, as to make as least sound as possible, and then stepped out. She had finally grown quiet...but within a few seconds, she started again. Her first orgasm wasn't enough it seemed.
Tom slowly made his way down the hall and over to her door. He stopped at it, her moans growing louder again. He hesitated for a few moments, before taking a deep breath and looking inside. He saw his mother, on her back on the bed, one hand clutching to her large chest, the other one her exposed pussy, her underwear had grown to be a problem and she had pulled it off one leg. It dangled on her left ankle, just at her sock. Her socks were the only thing she was fully wearing anymore.
She was moaning likely crazy, her hand going at herself. She looked dripping wet, her eyes was closed tightly shut.
This was his chance...he needed to be closer, to see her better...to...to...
Tom entered the room quicker than even he expected. She didn't notice, too wrapped in her own pleasure. He got to the edge of the bed fast, right next to her feet. He watched her work, she was getting close again, her head was going back deep into her pillows. Tom watched, his cock was throbbing. She kept getting closer, moving her hand faster and faster.
He couldn't take it anymore.
