Toy Mom - Part 1
by Headhunter

Mrs. Kelly Beal was proud of her two kids.  Her 16 year old son,
Troy, was a sophmore 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 Aniversary 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
constanly 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-captain's
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 subconsiously 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 3ft 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 streched 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
attenti on with her actions.  Nothing  overt, but just having fun.
For their part the boys were very flirtatious with her.  On one
occassion 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
interupted Jake stealing a kiss from Heather.  She appologised 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 unoffical 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 afterschool.  

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 definately 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 daugher 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 interupt her daughter's time with Jake.  In fact, Kelly was
living vicariously through her daughter's exciting steps into ad
ulthood.  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.  Your
like one of us kids," Steve quickly replied.  "Well thank you
Steve!" Replied Kelly sitting down in the circle, "I like to thi nk
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,
whats 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, agressive players would grab Kelly's head and "plant a wet
one" full on her lips.  By the time eveyone 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 enthusiasticly 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 substiture 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 backyord 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 hear 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 alchohol 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 releived 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 o ff 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, t he 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 mellons 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 slippping down her hips.  Once past her
womanly thighs the suit sank quickly to the pool bottom.  Leaving
Kelly completely naked.  The warm water carressed 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
he r 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 occuring 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 wh
o could initiate them into the world of real sex.  Not the
fumbleings 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.   I'ts OK, just slip it in a little,
just for a minute.  Your 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.  Your 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.  Unknowlying
or not, Steve had said all of the right things.  He had played on
all of Kelly's dreams, desires and fantasies.  She unconsiously rubb
ed 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 ballon 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 erotoc 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 caugth, 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.

             
