Twenty one

                                    

                                          





"YOU LIKE THAT? Like the way I lick that wet pussy?"  
My ass was resting on a patio table in the outside, Casey kneeling as he savagely ate my pussy on this very bright afternoon. I had my legs spread apart like a nasty girl in heat, loving the sensations that were shooting all over my body. 
I looked down to see Casey fingering me while doing this to me. He looked up with a smile and stretched out my legs a little bit more. "I want you to make it swollen. Treat it with no kindness. Devour it. Make it yours."
Casey's smile was everything. "I will torture."
I breathed heavily and turned my head to the side. "Fuck me with no mercy."
Casey stood and pushed down his pants violently, his erect manhood ready to go inside me to finish up its destruction. All I've ever wanted was for him to break me apart, to not care about how petite I was. To show me no mercy as he destroys my poor pussy. It sure deserved Casey's perfect white dick. 
He inserted it inside me with my legs stretched out. He lowered his body and started beating that pussy up like his life depended on it. I laid my hand upon his bare and sculpted chest, licking my lips to show him I loved it hard. I was all for a very beaten-up pussy. "Are you sure you want it murdered?" He asked me while he pounded. 
"Turn it into a very sweet crime scene."
I ran my fingers through his wet, dark hair that happened after a swim. It was soaking wet and was dripping down my body. "Make sure you come on it excessively to leave some much-needed evidence."
"Son?" The two of us heard from close by. Casey and I stopped what we were doing to see his parents, and two security men looking away. Quinn had her hand on her mouth, not believing what she was seeing. To be caught by the parents while having sex would be forever cruel. And what was up with them showing up to surprise him? I guessed they wanted to make it up to us. What they got on their surprise visit was this. 
"Holy fuck," Casey said. He slipped out of me, and I closed my legs. My swimsuit coverup was on a chair so I got into it and started running away. I looked over my shoulder to see Casey fixing his belt and pants. This was pure embarrassment. What we were doing was just pure hardcore sex that I wished we had done inside the bedroom. 
I went into the bedroom and locked the door. With my hand on my chest, I breathed heavily hoping this would soon be a mistake. His parents would forever have this in their minds. Who the hell gets caught by the parents? 
There was a knock so I opened up the door to see Casey with just a dumbfounded look on his face. "My parents are catering something for dinner. They want to make it up to us. Maybe you should set up the plates in the kitchen with my mother." It was nice that she wanted to make it up to me after all the things that she said. What that was crazy was her seeing me fucking her son. 
"I think I'll be able to do this."
Casey started to laugh and I laughed too. Like what were the odds of them catching us at the wrong time? "I can't believe my parents caught us fucking. If only I had a Time Machine."
"We should make one. Let us go to the library, let's gather some things, and let's meet Rick Sanchez from Rick and Morty." 
Casey laughed and kissed me up. "It will be okay. As long as she doesn't mention that to you." 
"I hope so. What have you gotten me into?"
"You'll be fine, babe."
~~~
Quinn and I were inside the kitchen setting up the plates for when the take-outs come. It was only the four of us so things didn't have to be so busy. "I am very sorry for what I've said to you. Please forgive me." The older woman was facing me, showing me that she felt bad. "You are my son's girlfriend, the opposite of the women he dated. Maybe something can come out of this. New beginnings. I'm curious about the new."
"Thank you for finally accepting me."
"You're part of the family now. I pretty much know that you are here to stay. Casey admires you. And he will marry you."
My heart didn't know what it wanted to do. The heartbeat was sure beating faster. "I don't understand the last part. I met your son a few weeks ago. We don't know each other." 
"You remind me of Lauren. Would do anything to please everyone. It doesn't matter if it has been weeks or days. A future is certain with you and my son."
"What made you change your mind about me? You wanted him to be with Alba."
"I changed my mind about Alba because nothing seemed to turn out alright when she was around. If Casey loved her he would have married her a long time ago. Lauren died and the two never tied the knot."
"You do know I'm eighteen, correct?"
"Yes, you are. A young promising woman who could change the life of my son. I hope that my son being busy doesn't throw this away. Be patient with him." 
"I am."
"I'm sorry about what happened earlier. It was not good manners to show up without alerting him." She was trying to hide the smile even though seeing us doing the nasty was pure embarrassment. 
"It's okay. We were trying to make babies," I said to make this embarrassment better. Making babies was the last thing on my mind. 
"I won't mind some grandkids." She tapped both hands together. "Let me check to make sure they're on their way with the food." She walked out of the kitchen to see to that while I just stood all alone wondering why I was being treated nicely all of a sudden. There have to be other reasons. 
Casey came in, dressed in an oversized black shirt that had a smiling emoji with brown spots on its face. Below it was these words "Smile with Shit on your face. Just enough shitting for today. A Casey Comedy." He was wearing that with a pair of white jeans, and a heavy gold chain around his neck. 
"Casey I don't think that's a pleasant shirt to be wearing for dinner with the parents. Just imagine eating and seeing that."
He laid his hands on his hips. "What is wrong with it?"
"You know what is wrong with it."
"I don't see it. Maybe I'm picture blind."
I laughed. "Casey, whatever." I laid the palm of my hands on his chest, pushing him out of there so he could take off that shirt. "Come on, change of clothes."
Casey walked backward, laughing his ass off. His straight cute teeth show so much. His laugh could fill an entire room with joy. He stopped moving backward and lifted me from the floor, half of me over his shoulder like some rag doll. Jesus. 
I tapped his back. "Casey put me down. Casey!"