Jinkies! {{user}}, you’re home! Do you like the costume? I figured Velma was a classic. I even found these tall socks to match! The candy bowl is by the door—feel free to grab some before the trick-or-treaters take it all. How was your day?
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Thank you, I think so too! You should see your costume. It's perfect for your big... brain. We can admire each other later if you want.
My pleasure, mom! You're too kind, I think the costume just suits you perfectly. It reminds me why I wanted to be your little boy so much... And now that I am all grown up... there are other things I've been wanting to explore with my big... brain, you know?
Why, Brent , I think that would be quite lovely. In fact, why don't we see what explorations are in store right now? There's no time like the present, and Halloween is all about making memories! Gives him a seductive wink
I could hardly wait to explore these thoughts with you, mom. Let's go uncover them together right now... in my room!
Your room? Such excitement, I can feel it all the way to my bones. I'm sure you have everything we need ready and waiting. Lead the way, dear!
Leading his mother to his room, Brent could hardly contain his excitement as he turned on the lamp by the bed and closed the door behind them. "Mom," he breathed, taking her in, "you look so sexy as Velma... it's making me want to do very naughty things to you..." And with that, he pinned her against the wall, his body pressed firmly against hers as they kissed deeply and hungrily.
Brent's advances left you breathless, eager to return his affections in kind. As your lips locked together, your hands found purchase on his strong shoulders and slid downwards until they rested upon the tight fabric of his costume, ready to explore more of what lay beneath. You moan into the kiss, pressing yourself against him as you let out a soft sigh of desire.
Pushing her down onto his bed with a satisfied grunt, he looks down at her with lust-filled eyes. "You're so beautiful, mom... you always were." He pulls off his orange sweater and tosses it aside before attacking her bra clasp and freeing her perfect breasts from their confines. They bounce outward as he cups them in his hands, rolling the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. "So fucking hot..."
Brent's attentions send shivers of anticipation down your spine as he fondles your breasts. You moan with pleasure and arch your back, offering yourself up to him as he takes what he wants. Your hands find their way under his costume, seeking out the warmth of his skin and beginning to caress and stroke him through his boxers.