Toy Mom
By Headhunter
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Toy Mom - Part 1
by Headhunter
Mrs. Kelly Beal was proud of her two kids. Her 16 year old son, Troy,
was a
sophomore in High School and was one of the few 10th graders to
make the
varsity football team. Heather, her daughter, was a beautiful 18
year old
senior, making plans for college the next year.
Kelly and her husband Bill, had worked hard and built a good home
for
themselves and their kids. Bill and Kelly had recently celebrated
their 20th
Wedding Anniversary and both of their 40th birthdays. Kelly and
Bill seemed to
be settling into their middle years with style and grace.
As the kids had gotten older the Beal home seemed to be a gathering
place for
young men and women. Kelly felt fortunate that all the kids were
comfortable
in her home. She enjoyed the youthful energy that they brought with
them. As
Kelly aged she believed that the kids had helped to keep her thinking
and
acting young.
On more than one occasion Kelly over-heard some of the young visitors
tell
Heather and Troy what a "cool Mom" they had. This made Kelly Beal
smile to
herself. When she had been in high school she had been fairly active,
but had
never been considered "cool". The visitors to the Beal home were
mostly 18
year old seniors and a few college aged young people. Heather was
a
cheerleader and attracted handsome young men like bees to honey.
Troy had
been accepted by the older athletes because he had made the team.
Kelly enjoyed fixing the kids snacks. She would often joke and tease
with
them. She even began to enjoy some of the rock music constantly
blasting from
the ever-present CD player. On a couple of occasions Kelly, trying
to show
that she was "with it", had even danced her way through the crowd
in the
kitchen, causing the "gang" of kids to cheer "you still got the
moves Mrs.
B."
Heather was going steady with, Jake, one of the Senior co-captains
of the
football team. He was a handsome young man with a 6'2" physique
built from
months in the school's weight room. He could have dated any girl
in the
school, but had set his cap on Heather. Lately he was becoming frustrated.
Kelly and her daughter were confidants, Kelly was glad that her
daughter had
listened to her lectures about being a "good girl" and saving herself
for
marriage. Kelly knew that her daughter had never gone past "first
base" with
the virile young Jake. A fact, she was sure was frustrating the
handsome
teenager to no end. Kelly often told Heather, "I never had sex until
I was
married. I knew it was wrong, so I didn't do it." At a deeper level
Kelly's
less then spectacular sex life with her husband Bill, often made
her
subconsciously question her attitudes and beliefs. But the "good"
mother in
Kelly would never admit that to herself, much less Heather.
One Friday evening, a week before the first football game of the
season, the
usual crowd of football players and cheerleaders were lounging on
the patio
of the Beal home. It was a large patio next to a small 3 ft. deep
above-ground pool. Kelly and Bill Beal were saving their money for
a big
in-ground pool they hoped to have built before next summer. Kelly
could feel
the beat of the blasting CD player, but the group of 10 kids were
tired from
what had been extra hard football and cheerleader practices.
On this evening Kelly Beal had more energy than the young people
sitting and
laying in shorts and tee-shirts on the patio. Kelly happily came
out onto the
patio with a tray of cold drinks. "Here's some refreshments guys",
she said
as she moved around the young people, who quickly grabbed the cold
cans from
her tray. Kelly never said "kids", she really though of the young
people as
friends. Kelly was comfortable dressing like the "guys" in Bermuda
shorts and
a pull over shirt of Bill's that she liked to wear. Bill always
complained to
her when she did this because the wife and mother had a very generous
bust.
She stretched out his shirts. With a heavy 44 inch chest, the front
half of
her tits rested on the tray along with the soda cans. Steve Blanchard,
one of
the big line-men on the team and best friend of Jake, reached up
from his
prone position on a lounge chair, missed a can and grabbed Kelly's
right boob
firmly. Surprised, Kelly froze, and Steve squeezed the soft tit
flesh twice
more, before saying "oops" and withdrawing his hand. Kelly felt
her nipple
stiffen, but quickly regained her composure and continued passing
through the
group. As she re-entered the house she heard Steve say to Jake,
"hey man, I
just copped a feel of Mrs. B's tits. She's got nice boobs for a
mom. Sure are
bigger than Heather's." Jake replied, "Yea! you've gotten just as
far with
her Mom as I have with Heather." The rest of the evening went uneventfully,
but Kelly thought she heard a few, "under their breath" comments
by the boys.
Comments about "nice big tits" the next few times she came in contact
with
the group. In fact, Kelly spent more time with the young people
than usual.
She acted younger and tried to get their attention with her actions.
Nothing
overt, but just having fun. For their part the boys were very flirtatious
with her. On one occasion Kelly caught her daughter giving her a
"why don't
you leave us alone, look." Troy, her son, was oblivious to everything.
He was
happy to be with the older kids and felt that his acceptance with
the older
players and cheerleaders was insured by the acceptance of his whole
family,
including his Mom.
Later as she cleaned up the kitchen, Kelly hummed one of the kids
favorite
rock songs and imagined that she was in high school again. Mrs.
Beal thought
back to several wrestling matches with boys in the back seat of
a car, driven
by one or another of her few and far between dates. She had never
gone any
farther than some kissing and allowing the boy a quick feel of her
boobs
through her clothes. In high school Kelly had been a little plump.
Always
with big boobs, but she had never been comfortable with her body.
After her
children were born Kelly had worked very hard not to become fat.
She now
weighed a few pounds less then she did on the day she was married.
She smiled
to herself, "what harm did it do if she enjoyed reliving some of
her
adolescent memories with her children's friends."
After cleaning the kitchen, Kelly walked through the house and saw
her
husband, with his middle-aged stomach spread, sleeping in a recliner.
She
shook her head and continued to the den where she interrupted Jake
stealing a
kiss from Heather. She apologized and backed out of the den, leaving
the
couple in the semi-darkness. Her stomach gave a little flutter.
Not because
her daughter was kissing the young man, but because she suddenly
imagined
herself kissing some handsome young buck.
Later that night, Heather wanted to tell her Mom, not to hang around
with her
friends so much, but she also wanted to thank her Mom for gracefully
leaving
the den. However, the phone rang and Heather spent the rest of the
night
talking with a variety of friends.
The football season was soon underway and Kelly threw herself into
the weekly
routine. She loved her role as the unofficial team Mom. She was
also the
"number one" fan in the stands. She cheered the cheers that she
had learned
by heart by listening to Heather practice in the back yard. Kelly
called all
the players by name when they made a good play. She gave special
sweet treats
to the team members before each game. The players favorite candy
treat was a
plastic football full of chocolate kisses. Kelly would paint each
player's
number on the plastic football and give them to the young men when
they came
by the house on Friday after school.
Before the third game of the season Mrs. Beal smiled when Jake thanked
her for
the candy kisses by giving her a kiss in return. He did this in
front of the
team. It was basically a chaste kiss, but Jake's lips lingered on
Kelly's for
just a second. The kiss thrilled Kelly. She felt more a part of
the group than
ever. Heather didn't think anything was unusual, but she couldn't
help but see
her Mom's big smile. As luck would have it Jake had the best game
of his
career. He scored several touchdowns and was the hero of the game.
Kelly
cheered harder than any other fan in the stands. She imagined that
she was in
high school cheering for her boyfriend. Something she had never
had the chance
to do as a teenager. The few boys she dated definitely weren't football
stars.
At the party after the game Bill went off to bed, as usual, telling
his wife
that, "he was tired from a hard week at work." Kelly, as usual,
acted as
housemother to a group of football players and cheerleaders. That
was OK with
her for in recent years she had enjoyed the company of the teenagers
more
than the company of her husband. As the evening wore on, Kelly refilled
bowls
of chips and glasses of soda. Dancing her way through the living
room, at one
point she even did "the bump" with her hips in a group of both male
and
female young people. The party thinned out until there were only
six
teenagers left. Jake and Heather had slipped into the den and were
kissing on
the couch in the dark. Kelly Beal knew that her daughter was in
the den, but
felt that it was better for the 18 year old to be at home rather
than parked
on some dark street. She didn't interrupt her daughter's time with
Jake. In
fact, Kelly was living vicariously through her daughter's exciting
steps into
adulthood. The other four teenagers were lounging around the living
room.
Troy, Kelly's son, had fallen asleep on the couch. Troy had rolled
over
facing towards the back of the couch, away from the three other
kids.
Steve Blanchard, Sue, and Frank were seated in a circle listening
to music,
playing cards and laughing quietly. As Kelly move through the room
she saw
Steve lean forward and give Sue a kiss. On a later trip through
the room,
picking up empty glasses, Kelly saw Frank give Sue a kiss. She stopped
and
with a lilt to her voice said, "what are you guys up too?" Sue blushed,
but
Steve looked up at Mrs. Beal and said, "Oh, come-on Mrs. B. were
are just
having a little innocent fun. Frank and I are playing cards to see
who gets
to kiss Sue. Its sort of like spin the bottle. You played spin the
bottle
when you were young, didn't you?" Kelly laughed, and acting indignant,
replied, "when I was young, are you saying that I'm old, Steve?"
"Oh no, Mrs.
B. you know what I mean, Heather and Troy are lucky to have a Mom
like you,
my folks are old fuddy- duddies. You're like one of us kids," Steve
quickly
replied. "Well thank you Steve!" Replied Kelly sitting down in the
circle, "I
like to think that I'm still young enough for you guys. Can I get
you kids
anything else from the kitchen?" Frank, a slender senior finally
spoke, "No
thanks. But do you know how to play Blackjack?" "If you mean 21,
I sure do.
Bill and I played in Las Vegas once", replied Kelly. Steve smiled
and said,
"I can't imagine Mr. Beal in Las Vegas, but I'll bet you gave all
of those
"showgirls" a run for their money, Mrs. B." "We were just drawing
for high
card," said Frank. "Can you show us how to play 21?"
Kelly took a few minutes and showed the young people how to play
21. Steve
said, "I think I have it. Lets play a hand." Kelly dealt the cards
and every
one went bust except Steve. Before Kelly could react Steve leaned
over and
kissed her full on the mouth. "Steve, what's got into you?" a shocked
Kelly
said. "Aw come-on it was just a quick kiss. Your just one of the
gang.
Besides all the football players were saying that Jake had the best
game of
his life after he kissed you before the game. I just wanted to get
a Mrs. B.
lucky kiss. Maybe I can be the star next game."
Kelly smiled. She didn't feel like a forty year old housewife and
mother. She
felt like she was in high school. She felt like a girl that all
the football
players talked about and wanted to kiss for luck. "Thanks for the
compliment,
Steve. Since this is just for fun I don't mind giving you a lucky
kiss. I'll
have to cheer extra loud for you at next Friday's game", kidded
Kelly. Frank
had picked up the cards and dealt another hand. The cards were turned
over.
Frank won and gave Sue a kiss. Kelly could see Frank's and Sue's
tongues
intertwining as they kissed. Kelly knew that she should get up.
But Steve
quickly dealt another hand. As the cards were turned, Steve leaned
over, put
one hand behind Kelly's head and gave her a deep kiss. Kelly felt
the young
man's tongue push between her lips and teeth. The stabbing tip of
the
masculine tongue rolled around in Kelly's mouth. His hand held her
head
firmly. As he withdrew his tongue he hollowed his cheeks and sucked
Kelly' s
limp tongue into his sweet tasting mouth. Kelly was frozen. For
a moment she
stared deeply into Steve's beautiful young eyes, as her soft pink
tongue
rested inside the boy's mouth. Finally, Kelly pushed herself away
and stood
up. Her breath came in ragged gasps. "I think I'd better clean up
the
kitchen", Kelly said. Then she walked on wobbly legs out of the
room.
Kelly didn't come back out of the kitchen until all the kids had
left. That
night, while her husband snored, Kelly dreamt that she was a cheerleader.
She
was standing in the endzone of the stadium. Naked football players
were
running towards her. Their hard young cocks bouncing and swaying
as they ran.
The first player to reach the endzone bent Kelly over, flipped up
her
cheerleader skirt, pulled down her panties, and as the fans in the
stands
cheered, sank his silky smooth cock into her wet cunt from behind.
Kelly woke from the dream with a start, She had to go to the bathroom
to wipe
the sweat from her body. Things at the Beal home went on normally
the
following week. Except for more erotic dreams, Kelly pushed "the
kiss" to the
back of her mind. The next Friday Mrs. Beal prepared her treats
for the
cheerleaders and players. As usual, they came by the house after
school. This
week word of Mrs. Beal's good luck kisses had made its way through
the entire
team. As each player arrived he would go to Kelly get his treat
and then kiss
her. Some of the shy boys would kiss her cheek, but many of the
bold,
aggressive players would grab Kelly's head and "plant a wet one"
full on her
lips. By the time everyone left, Kelly had been kissed by 20 boys
and had at
least 10 youthful tongues were thrust into her mouth. Later, when
putting on
her make-up to go to the game, Kelly realized that her lips were
bruised.
That night the team played their best game ever. Beating a cross
town rival
by several touchdowns. Both Jake and Steve had great games. Kelly
cheered
enthusiastically from the stands. After the game Heather, Troy,
Jake and most
of the team had decided to go to a party at another home. Kelly
sat alone
with her husband and talked about how well Troy had played as a
substitute
off of the bench. They were watching TV, but before long, Bill was
sleeping
soundly in the recliner. Kelly was too emotionally keyed up to sleep
and
since the weather was still warm decided to go for a quick dip in
their
backyard pool. Quietly changing into her modest two piece bathing
suit, Kelly
slipped onto the patio and soon was floating in the warm pool water.
Kelly heard a noise in the backyard and was surprised to find her
son Troy as
well as Steve and Frank sneaking in the back gate. Steve and Frank
seemed to
be helping Troy. The three entered the patio door quietly and Kelly
could see
them carrying Troy up to his room. Moments later Steve and Frank
came back
out onto the patio. Kelly spoke for the first time, startling the
two young
men. "What's going on?" The boys jumped when they heard Mrs. Beal's
voice
from the dark pool. Frank and Steve walked over to the pool and
said that
they had brought Troy home from the party. There had been some beer
at the
party and Troy had drank some. They didn't know that the young Troy
had never
drank alcohol before. After two beers he had gotten sick so Steve
and Frank
had brought him home. They had hoped to sneak him in, Kelly was
relieved to
hear that Troy was OK and had never drank before, but asked why
his sister
hadn't brought Troy home. The boys laughed and said that Heather
was off
parking with Jake somewhere.
Steve asked if they could jump in the pool. Kelly wanting to be with
the kids
and feeling left out of the evening's activities said, "Sure, but
you don't
have any swim suits." Steve answered, "That's OK we can swim in
our
underwear. We do it all the time at the lake." Without any hesitation,
Steve
and Frank stripped to their BVD's and hopped into the pool with
Kelly. The
three were soon splashing, laughing and playing in the water. As
the rough
housing continued the boys talked about how Mrs. B's "good luck"
kisses had
helped the team. Frank said, "I still didn't have a great game,
I need a
bigger kiss so I can have a great game this week." He approached
Kelly,
grabbed her around the waist and kissed her hard. Steve was behind
Kelly and
the boys had her sandwiched. Their hands on her bare midriff. As
Frank kissed
Kelly, Steve reached up and gently unsnapped her swim suit top.
It took Kelly
a moment to feel it, but her large breasts began to float free on
the water.
Frank ended his kiss and Steve continuing to roughhouse tossed Kelly
a few
feet in the water. Kelly came up sputtering. Standing in waist deep
water,
she wiped drops from her eyes and saw her bathing suit top floating
between
her and the boys. She quickly placed her hands on her tits to cover
them and
began walking through the water towards her top. Steve was quicker.
He
grabbed the top and a spirited game of "keep away" began. Frank
and Steve on
either side of the small pool throwing the top back and forth.
Kelly tried chasing back and forth a few times holding her large
breasts, but
she had a hard time moving through the water without using her hands.
Also,
the young men threw the top so high she needed to stretch to grab
for it.
Finally she gave up, and sternly said, "Boys, give me back my bathing
suit
top right now." The boys stopped and looked at her with unsure eyes.
Just
then the patio door opened. The boys slid down in the water and
quietly moved
to the edge where their heads would be hidden by the pool side.
Kelly, still
topless, also moved to the side of the pool. She hid her tits behind
the pool
wall, but stuck her head up over the pool rim. Bill, Kelly's husband,
stood
20 feet away on the patio, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "Kelly are
you out
here," he called? Kelly, her voice catching in her throat, said
"Yes, honey.
I'll be in in a few minutes. I'm just relaxing in the pool for a
few minutes.
Go on to bed, I'll be right up." As Kelly talked with her husband,
the boys
moved quietly, heads just above water and got between Kelly and
the pool
side. Each boy began to fondle one of her breasts, causing the nipple
to get
rock hard. Soon they each began to lick the water off of her big
melon shaped
tits, finally sucking her nipples into their hungry mouths.
While Kelly tried to carry on a conversation with her husband across
the dark
backyard, the hidden boys continued to stimulate her massive tits.
Steve,
made bold by Kelly's unwillingness to stop the boys while her husband
was
near, reached up and began pulling her bathing suit bottoms down.
He hooked
his fingers under her waist band and tried to drag the suit down.
The wet
suit wouldn't budge. Frank seeing what Steve was doing also reached
up and
pulled from his side. The four hands were able to free the heavy
wet material
and Kelly's suit was soon slipping down her hips. Once past her
womanly
thighs the suit sank quickly to the pool bottom. Leaving Kelly completely
naked. The warm water caressed her pussy and ass. Soon the water
wasn't the
only thing caressing Kelly, as four eager young hands began to explore
her
female charms. Beginning to stutter, Kelly reached down with one
hand and
tried to push the invading hands away, but her wrist was grabbed
firmly by
Steve and her hand was guided into the front of his underwear. Involuntarily
Kelly's fingers wrapped around Steve's hard tube of fuck flesh.
As Bill
walked back into the house, oblivious to what was occurring in the
pool,
Kelly's hand slowly pumped the young cock. The only hard cock other
than her
husband's that she had ever touched. In the dark she took her time,
feeling
every ridge and vein in the pulsating slab of meat. The boys, unaware
that
they were again alone, continued to suck Kelly's tits. Kelly decided
to
remain quiet for a few moments as she enjoyed the boys ministrations
on her
horny middle-aged body. She began to imagine herself as a young
girl with all
the boys wanting to grope her tender flesh. In her mind she became
a
succulent young woman, not a 40 year old wife and mother, who feared
that her
best years were behind her. As for the boys, they didn't feel like
they were
fondling and exploring the tits and cunt of Troy's and Heather's
mother. They
saw a ripe older woman who could initiate them into the world of
real sex.
Not the fumbling of of the young girls they were used to.
The boys realized that Kelly was no longer talking. They heard her
breath
coming in short and jagged gasps. Steve, his cock ready to explode,
pushed
down his jockeys, stood, lifted Kelly, spread her legs, and while
she still
held his cock looked into her eyes and began lowering her until
his bulbous
cock head brushed her pubic hair. "Put it in," he said with a growl.
"No! No!
I can't," cried Kelly. "You want to Mrs. B. It's OK, just slip it
in a
little, just for a minute. You're so beautiful. I want to know what
it feels
like. I have never had my .... you know.... inside a woman. I don't
know
where it goes. You have to help me. Please Mrs. B., Please Kelly!
Frank and I
like you so much. You're such a wonderful person. Such a beautiful
woman. You
want to know what it would be like to feel a young person. Please!"
pleaded
Steve. Unknowingly or not, Steve had said all of the right things.
He had
played on all of Kelly's dreams, desires and fantasies. She unconsciously
rubbed his cock head up and down her slit. It tickled her clit,
then she
pressed his throbbing muscle down and the mushroom head parted her
labia. The
searing poker in her hand inched into her love tunnel. Steve didn't
move as
he held Kelly, floating on her back in the water. Frank walked up
beside her
and began sucking a nipple that poked out of the water. Her hard
pink areola
cut through the small waves that washed across the pool. Her balloon
like
tits floated sensuously under the warm water. Steve, holding Kelly's
hips,
slowly pulled her onto his prong. Kelly began to moan as their pubic
hair
entwined, floating together in a submerged tangle of young and old,
a mat of
cunt and cock hair.
Steve began thrusting hard into Kelly's wide open cunt canal. His
large body
creating waves that jerked Kelly back and forth in the small pool.
Frank's
mouth was pulled off of the babbling mother's jiggling mounds of
flesh. Frank
not wanting to be left out, placed one of Kelly's hands on his cock.
She
immediately began stroking its length underwater. Both boys grinned
at each
other as the woman gave herself over to the erotic feeling. Soon
both boys
and Kelly were near orgasm. Steve came first filling Kelly with
his hot seed.
As spurt after spurt of jism hit deep in Kelly's grasping vagina,
it pushed
her over the edge and she screamed out in pleasure. Frank's cock
also began
to spurt from the hard hand job Kelly was giving him. As Steve lowered
Kelly
to her feet, Frank's stringy cum floated through the water and clung
to her
hand and belly. Steve said, "yuck, keep that shit away from me!"
He dove
across the pool. Kelly lifted her hand and the globs of Frank's
cum ran down
her fingers and dripped off of her shining wedding band. Kelly giggled
and
scooped up the floating jism and rubbed it into her wet tits. The
boys
concerned about being caught, now that their urges were satiated,
scrambled
out of the pool and pulled on their clothes. Kelly, feeling remorse,
and now
concerned about her reputation begged the boys not to say anything.
Both boys
promised, but Kelly heard them laughing as they walked out the back
gate.
They were joking about how if a kiss from Mrs. B. brought good luck
in a
game, then a fuck and a hand- job should make both them all-stars
next week.
Toy Mom - Part 2 by Headhunter
The rest of the weekend Kelly barely said a word to anyone. She was
so
worried that her romp in the pool with Steve and Frank would be
discovered
that she was paranoid and remorseful. Bill, her husband, didn't
notice a
thing, but Heather knew something was bothering her Mom.
The next week at school, Steve and Frank, like most teenagers, boasted
about
the fine piece of ass they fucked after they left the party Friday
night. They
never said who it was openly, but the worldly Jake was able to privately
worm
the name of Mrs. Kelly Beal out of his best friend Steve by mid
week.
"Damn, I've been trying to score with the wrong Beal woman", Jake
said
sarcastically. He continued, "all I've been able to get off of Heather
is
some kissing and a quick feel of tit under her blouse. Shit, Heather's
tits
ain't nothing compared to her Mom's." Jake laughed and Steve asked
what was
so funny. Jake looked at Steve and said with an evil grin, "I got
a plan. If
it works out we'll all be getting as much of the Beal pussy as we
want, both
young and old."
On Thursday Jake began asking Heather some very personal questions
about her
Mom. When Heather finally asked why, Jake responded that he knew
about how
"over-sexed" her Mom was, and wanted to know why Heather was so
frigid.
Heather was indignant and said that he shouldn't talk about her
Mother that
way. Jake manipulated the conversation and finally drew Heather
into an
agreement that if he could prove that her Mom was really a loose
woman then
Heather would agree to have sex with him. Heather didn't worry,
she knew her
Mom was not like that. Anyway, Heather a healthy 18 year old, was
getting
just as frustrated at her self-imposed celibacy as Jake was. Heather
was
ready to "do the deed" with the handsome, virile Jake anyway.
On Friday morning Jake, Steve and Frank waited until Troy, Heather
and Mr.
Bill Beal left their home for school and work. The boys entered
the back
yard, stripped naked and jumped into the pool. Steve joked with
Jake about
watching out for any of Frank's cum that might still be floating
around. They
made enough noise for Kelly to come out onto the patio to see who
was in her
yard. She was surprised to find the three young men in her pool.
She was even
more surprised as she approached to find that they were naked and
sporting
hard-ons.
As Kelly stood near the pool Jake lunged forward grabbed her by the
hair and
pulled her to the edge. Kelly screamed for Jake to let go. Jake
laughed, "go
ahead and scream Mrs. B. What will all of the neighbors think when
they come
over to find you in your yard with three naked men. Especially when
two of
them tell about the fun time they had with you in this very pool
last
weekend." Kelly's stopped screaming and her heart sank when she
heard those
words. But Jake, after hearing the whole story from Steve about
Friday night,
knew that Kelly Beal really wanted to relive some of her missed
youth. Jake
had her undivided attention so he began to talk to her. He pulled
her against
him and began whispering in her ear. How beautiful she was. How
she would be
the prettiest girl in the school. That she was like a part of the
teenaged
group. Didn't she really like all the boys? Didn't she know that
the boys
played their hardest each Friday night for her? She was their favorite!
Didn't she love the attention she got? Didn't she love that the
handsome
young men got hard-ons when they thought about her? Got hard-ons
when they
brushed up against her lush body? Kelly mewed at the attention.
Her dreams
were coming true!
Jake and Kelly were pressed together above the waist. The pool side
separated
them below the waist. As Jake continued whispering in Kelly's ear,
he gently
kissed her hair and neck. Slowly he ran his palm up her arm and
drew her hand
into the pool. Remembering what Steve had said, Jake entwined his
fingers in
Kelly's and lowed her hand into the water. Using both his and her
hand, he led
her to grasp his substantial cock. He guided Kelly's fingers up
and down its
length. Still whispering to her, he gently removed his hand. Kelly,
in a daze,
left her hand on his organ and ran her fingers around his shaft.
Jake looked
back at Frank and Steve, he mouthed the words "we got her", as his
wet hands
began to stoke her breasts through her shirt.
Frank and Steve hopped out of the pool and together lifted Kelly
into the
pool. They scrambled back into the pool and six hands began an assault
on
Kelly and her clothes. In moments she was naked. Fingers probed
her
everywhere. From behind someone cupped and hefted her heavy tits.
Someone
else kissed her belly button while stroking her thighs. Another
set of hands
spread her fleshy ass cheeks and a finger tickled her asshole. Lips
were
pressed to hers and a long sensuous soul kiss ensued. One after
another she
was kissed, fingered and played with, until she could stand it no
more. Her
knees buckled and the three strong boys lifted and carried Mrs.
Kelly Beal
into the house, up the stairs, and laid her on her own bed. Her
and Bill's
marital bed.
Jake spread her mature thighs and crawled up between her legs holding
his
pole in his right hand. He used the fingers of his left hand to
spread her
engorged pussy lips and slowly lowered himself onto Kelly's writhing
body.
She was so wet that he sank balls deep in one thrust. Both Jake
and Kelly
moaned and her legs wrapped around his powerful body. Before he
began humping
Kelly he told Frank to go downstairs and get the family's video
camera from
the den. He had seen it there many times. By the time Frank got
back up the
stairs Jake was thrusting himself deeply into Kelly. On each outstroke,
the
camera got a good view of his cock, shiny from Kelly copious fluids
before it
disappeared again deep into her vagina. As Frank filmed Steve climbed
on the
bed at Kelly's head and traced his cock head all around the attractive
face.
Finally he used his fingers to spread her lips and wiped his drooling
cock
across her teeth and tongue. Realizing what was expected, Kelly
opened her
mouth and Steve guided his throbbing pole between her parted lips
and across
her curled tongue. Her cheeks hollowed and Kelly grunted out her
first orgasm
of the morning. Frank got some great pictures of Mrs. Kelly Beal
filled at
both ends. Hard young cocks sticking into her body while she quivered
and
shook. Tits and thighs jiggling and bouncing in time to the onslaught
of hard
stiff cocks. Kelly was in heaven. She had never felt anything like
this
before. She was sexy, desirable and the most popular girl. All the
football
players wanted her. They all wanted to fuck her. As the three boys
took turns
in her mouth and cunt, Kelly was transported to a different time
and place. A
place filled with hard spurting cocks. Cocks which she happily drained
until
they could spurt no more.
An hour later the boys had each fucked and been sucked by Kelly.
In the
corner of the bedroom, Jake noticed the candy filled footballs which
were to
be given to the football players after school. They had been filled
with
candy kisses and each players number was painted on the plastic
football.
Jake climbed off the bed, pulling his shrunken cock out of the still
sucking
mouth of Kelly and picked up the blue paint and brush. He knelt
between Kelly
obscenely spread legs and painted his jersey number on Kelly's belly
just
above her pubic hair. He handed the paint to Frank and Steve who
each painted
their numbers on one of Kelly's big tits. Her tits were so large
that as she
laid on the back they flattened out and flopped to her sides. The
paint was
fast drying, and as the boys left the exhausted Kelly on her bed
they told
her to think about them tonight. They said that they would come
back later,
and if Kelly continued to be nice they wouldn't say anything about
the
morning.
That afternoon, Kelly was cleaned up when all of the kids came to
get their
pre- game candy. Kelly again was subjected to a long series of kisses
from
the entire team. Only this afternoon, as she was kissed, she wondered
what
each of the players cocks would look like. Would it be long or short?
What
would the boy's cum taste like? She couldn't stop herself from the
erotic
daydreams. Before the game her husband Bill asked where the video
camera was,
he wanted to video Troy playing. Kelly shook her head saying, "I
haven't seen
it lately." At the game Kelly cheered and thought about the numbers
painted
on her body. She had scrubbed herself in the shower, but a faint
outline of
the numbers could still be seen. She would have to be careful that
Bill
didn't notice. A few more scrubbings and the numbers would be gone.
She would
use make-up to hide the pale tracings that still marked her lush
body until
then.
The team played well again. They won the game by a wide margin. After
the
game, the "gang" of young people converged on the Beal home. With
loud rock
music blaring, Bill retreated to bed as usual. Kelly played hostess
making
drinks and snacks for the hungry teenagers. But tonight there was
a
difference in the way the football players treated the middle-aged
housewife
and mother. This was because in the locker room shower, after the
game, Jake
told all the ballplayers to give extra attention to Mrs. Beal. He
told them
to dance with her, flirt with her, and keep her occupied. With a
laugh, Jake
said that he was going to fuck Heather for the first time and didn't
want
Mrs. B. around to interfere. All the boys "high fived" Jake and
began talking
about their favorite subject, "sex".
During the party Steve and Frank poured vodka in many of the teenagers
coke
glasses. Kelly, unaware of this, was having a good time laughing
and dancing
with the teenagers as they got giddy from the alcohol. Jake took
Heather into
the den and closed the door. As they necked on the couch, Jake tried
to
remove Heather's clothes. When she objected Jake reminded her of
their deal
and attached the video camera her a brought with him to the TV.
They sat in
the dark as the electric glow of the TV spilled over the couch.
The tape
showed some pictures from the Beal family summer vacation. "What's
this",
asked Heather? "Just watch a minute", replied Jake, as he caressed
Heather's
high young tits through her cheerleader sweater. The scene changed
to Kelly
on her back with slim young hips pounding away as Heather's Mom
cried, "fuck
me!! fuck me!!" The youthful body was obviously not Heather's Dad.
Jake fast
forwarded the tape to a point where Kelly was on her hands and knees,
her
dangling tits swaying wildly, as a cock thrust into her pussy from
behind.
The camera zoomed forward and Heather saw her Mom's mouth greedily
sucking on
the purple knob of a cock. Her mother's tongue thrust forward and
licked down
the shaft and began giving the hairy young balls a tongue bath.
Finally, she
licked back up the trembling cock and swallow as much of the turgid
shaft as
she could. Heather could see the throat muscles of her mother working
as
Kelly swallowed spurts of jism. "There is more Heather. But I would
rather
fuck around with you now", said Jake. Heather didn't know what to
think. It
was undeniably her Mom in the video. She stood up walked to the
door and
started to exit. As she opened the door she stopped. In the living
room her
Mom was dancing with several young men, and their hands were roaming
freely
over Kelly waist, hips and butt.
Jake had come up behind Heather, he looked over her shoulder, saw
Kelly
dancing and whispered in Heather's ear, "you see what a slut she
is! I
promise before the night is over somebody on the team will be screwing
her!"
Heather winced at his words, but shut the door and turned into Jake's
arms.
"I can't believe it. I knew she was flirting with all of the boys.
She's the
one who always tells me to be a "good girl". She's full of shit.
Telling me
to save myself while she's cheating on my Dad. The hell with it!
Come on Jake
lets do it." Heather pulled her cheerleader sweater over her head,
unzipped
her short cheerleader skirt and stood in front of Jake in her bra
and
panties.
In the living room Steve and Frank had convinced most of the partying
teenagers to leave the Beal home. They made sure that Troy left
with most of
the teenagers. Soon only Steve, Frank, Joe and Jerome were left
dancing in
the living room with Mrs. B. Kelly had had a couple of drinks and
now the
remaining boys feed the housewife some of their spiked drinks of
coke. The
dancing became more frenzied as Kelly was surrounded by the young
athletes.
Hands began to caress her all over her body. Kelly thrilled at being
the
center of attention. In her mind she was the most popular girl,
and she
enjoyed everyone dancing with her. She was feeling no pain as Steve,
dancing
behind her, stopped the dance premise, and hugging Kelly from behind
grabbed
her tits. The other boys began cheering.
In the den Jake heard the cheering, he got up from the couch where
he had just
removed Heather's bra. He picked up her sweater and skirt so she
wouldn't try
to leave the den and went into the living room. He saw his four
team mates
surrounding Kelly and knew that she was going to get gang-fucked
again. He
thought to himself, after I nail sweet little Heather I will want
to have
another shot at her Mom. Jake announced that he was going to be
busy with
Heather for awhile and tossed Frank Heather's Cheerleader uniform.
"Why don't
you see if our number one fan will do a few cheers for you guys",
chuckled
Jake, then he retreated back into the den where Heather, only wearing
her
panties, was reclining on the couch rubbing her high and firm teenaged
tits.
TOY MOM -- Part 3 by Headhunter
The four football players cajoled Kelly into putting on Heather's
cheerleader
sweater and skirt. Kelly, overcome with a momentary shyness, asked
the boys
to turn their backs while she pulled off her blouse and skirt and
tried to
put on Heather's uniform. The sweater went on, but was stretched
to the limit
by Kelly's mature breasts. The skirt was only able to be zipped
up halfway,
but the sweater came down far enough to cover the gap of two inches
at her
waist. Once she was dressed the boys sat on the couches and chairs
in the
living room. With Kelly standing in the middle of the room they
began to ask
her to do cheers for her "favorite players, her guys, the guys who
all loved
her." A smiling and attention loving Kelly began the cheering routine
that
she had seen Heather do so many times.
As she twirled and jumped the ill-fitting short skirt bounced, exposing
her
"everyday white panties" to the boys. Her generous tits shook like
jelly
under the too tight sweater. The "wildcat" logo on the sweater bounced
in
time to her cheers. Frank leaned forward from his seat on the couch,
and as
Kelly jumped up he grasped the edges of her panties and yanked downward.
The
cotton panties fell to Kelly's knees exposing her pussy and ass
to the eyes
of the excited ball players. As Kelly landed her encumbered legs
threw her
off-balance and Kelly landed hard on her naked butt on the floor.
As she fell
the panties slipped all the way off of one leg and she sprawled
on her back,
skirt around her waist, legs obscenely askew, panties dangling from
one
ankle. Jerome grabbed the panties off of Kelly's foot and with a
smile lifted
them to his face. He inhaled deeply and said, "Mrs. B. you got a
sweet
smelling pussy for an old white broad."
"Butt naked Cheerleader, butt naked cheerleader", the boys started
chanting
in unison. Steve helped Kelly to her feet, grabbing a handful of
sweater clad
tit, as he lifted. Kelly, without a trace of shyness continued her
cheers,
her skirt flipping with every move exposing her furry cunt with
every
movement. "Show us pussy, show us pussy...", became the new chant.
While Kelly was the center of attention in the living room, Jake
had rejoined
Heather in the den. He quickly stripped off his own clothes and
pulling
Heather to the edge of the couch, slid her panties down and off.
He
immediately noticed that while shapely Heather did not have the
heavy curves
of her mother and her pubic hair was much lighter and sparse. But
she was a
real beauty. Hard body and perky rose tipped tits that begged out
to be
sucked. And suck them he did, alternating between the tender buds
until
Heather was screaming out in desire.
"Do it to me, Jake", Heather hissed between clenched teeth. Jake
rose over
her body, rubbed the tip of his substantial member up and down her
glistening
slit and slowly began to sink his cock into her. Once in halfway
his
battering ram met the resistance of Heather's unbroken hymen. God!
He thought
to himself she really is a virgin. My cock is going where "no man
has gone
before." And boy is she tight. He lunged forward and felt the turgid
head of
his cock meat tear the thin flesh as he sank into Heather until
his distended
testicles bounced against her ass. As for Heather she felt only
a moment of
sharp pain then a fullness that was unlike any feeling she had ever
had. Due
to her tightness and Jake's excitement he shot his hot jism into
Heather
immediately. The moistness of Heather's young ripe pussy, mingled
with a
small amount of blood and Jake's copious load of sperm, made Heather's
passage slick and wet. Jake continued to stroke in and out, never
losing his
hard-on and thrilling Heather with each thrust. Soon she was falling
over the
precipice of her first orgasm while impaled on a male flesh tube.
She had had
orgasms before when she rubbed her clit and pussy lips, but never
like this.
The feelings were indescribable for the innocent young virgin. She
threw her
head back and forth before latching her lips on Jake's neck. She
sucked hard
giving him a big hickey. Heather tensed, then she howled her orgasm
as Jake
looked on wide-eyed. Damn I guess once these Beal women start to
fuck they
just can't get enough. Well I'm just the man to make sure they get
as much
cock as they want. Jake's mind started working overtime figuring
out how he
could use the mother and daughter.
In the living room Kelly's cheerleader routine had the boys very
excited.
Frank and Steve had unzipped their pants and their hard young cocks
pointed
at the bouncing housewife. Her pussy was being exposed with every
jump.
Jerome grabbed the hem of the skirt and pulled. The half zipped
skirt
fluttered to the floor, leaving Kelly naked from the waist down.
With lust
filled eyes she glanced around the room and now saw four hard cocks
hanging
out of unzipped flys. "Do a split! Do a split! Do a split!...",
began a new
chant. Kelly not as limber as a teenager, tried her best. She rotated
on her
heels and let her feet begin to slide apart. She was able to get
two thirds
of the way down. The boys saw that she was losing her balance and
Steve and
Frank each grabbed an arm holding her steady. Here was Mrs. Kelly
Beal,
wearing only a sweater legs spread as far as they could go. Her
pussy cleared
the floor by about a foot. Her muscles weren't strong enough to
allow her to
rise, and the boys kept her from falling. She couldn't move and
was
completely vulnerable. Her face was at cock height as the boys stood
around
her. She stared at the four hard young cocks. All four were above
average in
length, and Jerome's was a dark purple, with a head that looked
like a ripe
plum. Kelly involuntarily licked her lips.
Kelly's hips flared out from the pressure. The position she was in
made her
leg muscles tight, Her hips were shapely like a teenagers. Her heavy
labia
hung through her pussy hair and she could feel a breeze on the wetness
forming at the entrance of her love canal. Steve reached down between
Kelly's
stretched thighs and began to finger her external pussy lips. Frank
laid down
on his back and while stroking his cock with one hand, squirmed
under Kelly
and thrust his face into her wet muff. He ate her pussy with gusto.
Steve
moved forward and slapped Kelly's face with his hard cock. She looked
at the
red cock with lust in her eyes. Without a word she opened her mouth
to
swallow as much of his tube steak as she could. With one boy eating
her pussy
and another getting a blow job, the boys knew that she was ready
to be
fucked. Still held in her split position, Steve pulled his cock
from her
mouth with a pop. Kelly's sweater was pulled over her head. The
boys let go
of her and she fell over on Frank, her face hitting him in the crotch.
She
immediately grabbed the cock that had appeared in front of her face
with both
of her hands. Kelly pulled the velvet head between her lips.
As she lay on Frank sucking greedily on his prick, the boys unhooked
and
removed her bra. Six hands lifted her up to the couch. Pulled away
from the
stiff cock she was licking, Kelly whimpered. Jerome rolled her over
so she
hung on the back of the couch on her stomach. Steve said, "its time
to fuck
good old Mrs. B. Lets fuck the shit out of her." The boys cheered
and Kelly
spread her legs exposing her cunt and asshole for the athletes.
She moaned,
"fuck me, give me your cocks, stick me, I want to feel your cum."
The boys
dropped their pants and with two standing at her head and two standing
between her legs the gangbang of Mrs. Kelly Beal began.
In the den, Heather lay in the after glow of her first fuck. Jake
lay next to
her absentmindedly thumbing her hard nipples. Jake rose from the
couch and
looked down at Heather. Her tits were red from his squeezing and
white cum
was visible in her sparse pubic hair. "Wait here, I be right back.
Play with
your pussy and keep it ready for this!" Jake flipped his soft cock
with one
hand and walked out of the room. Heather thought to herself as she
ran a
finger between her tight pussy lips, I'll be right here waiting
for you Jake.
Now that I know what I have been missing I want a lot more.
Jake entered the room and laughed as he saw Heather's mother stretched
over
the couch. Steve's cock in her mouth and Jerome's ebony bone slipping
in and
out of her cunt like a hot knife through butter. Jerome looked up
and said,
"Hey Jake, this is great. None of the sisters can take my cock like
this
white momma." To illustrate he let go of Kelly's hips and put both
hands
behind his head. He grinned and pistoned his hips at blinding speed.
Kelly
grunted around the cock meat in her mouth and tried to match Jerome's
thrusts. "See what I mean? This bitch can take a cock," laughed
Jerome. Jake
walked up to Steve and pushed him out of the way he dangled his
soft prick in
Kelly's face and she took the wiggly cock immediately between her
lips. "Suck
me hard and make me hard Mrs. B. I want to fuck your daughter again."
Kelly
noticed a pungent taste of both Heather's cunt juice and Jake's
cum, but she
was too far gone in her orgy of lust to realize what her tongue
was licking
off the rapidly expanding cock in her mouth.
Jake pulled his cock from Kelly's mouth and with a swagger walked
back to the
den. Jake's now hard penis glistening with Kelly's saliva, bounced
in front of
him. He looked over his shoulder and said, "take good care of her
fellas, I've
got to go hose down her daughter one more time."
Steve took his place back at Kelly's head and her mouth grabbed his
cock. She
didn't know whose stiff prick it was, she just loved the feeling
of being
filled at both ends. The boys took turn switching places. After
a minute the
cock in her pussy would switch. After a minute the cock in her mouth
would be
withdrawn and another take its place. Finally, the boys at her head
stood
side by side and let Kelly move her head back and forth spending
time on
each. Supported by the couch, Kelly was able to lift her hands and
fondle the
nut sac of each boy as she alternated her lips from fleshy prong
to fleshy
prong. The balls felt warm in her hands as she rolled the hard scrotum
between her fingers. Soon all four boys got near the end. Kelly
was having
continuous orgasms as eight hands and four cocks gave her pleasure
she never
though possible. They began to spurt their loads of white stringy
jism into
Kelly two loads in her pussy and two loads in her mouth. It felt
and tasted
delicious. Finally, satiated Kelly pulled herself over the couch
and curled
up on the cushions, basking in the afterglow of her incredible orgasms.
The four boys, with shrinking cocks, looked at the middle-aged mother.
A
dollup of cum on the corner of her lips and strings of white fluid
leaking
from her well used fuck hole. "God, that was incredible," said Frank.
"What a
slut", chimed in Jerome. The boys pulled on their pants and made
plans to
leave. "Lets check on Jake before we go", Steve suggested.
The four boys quietly opened the door and peeked in the den. Jake
sat facing
them in a chair, legs spread, and Heather's pretty head bobbed up
and down on
his saliva slick love stick. He smiled at his teammates as they
gazed at
Heather's shapely ass that was pointed right at them. "Hey guys,
I'm just
teaching Heather how to suck cock. She's not as good as her mother
yet, but
what she lacks in expertise she makes up for in enthusiasm." Jake
grabbed
Heather's head and continued, "now lick my balls awhile." The cock
popped out
of Heather's mouth and she said, "when are you going to fuck me
again Jake?"
"After you learn how to use that pretty mouth of yours darlin'.
The sooner you
become a talented 'cock-sucker' the sooner you get my cock inside
your wet
pussy." Heather immediately rolled her head to one side and popped
both Jake's
balls into her mouth. "Well boys if you're done with Mrs. B. head
on out. I'm
almost done here. Sweet Heather, from virgin, to cock-sucker in
1 hour. Let me
paint this girls tonsils then we had better go before Troy comes
back. I don't
think he would like us abusing his Mom and Sister like this."
When Kelly finally made it to bed that night, she found her husband
Bill
snoring away without a care in the world. The gangbang in the living
room
hadn't even woken him. Jake had finished with Heather and left,
remembering to
take Kelly's video tape for future viewing pleasure.
Enjoy,
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