Date: Thu, 7 Jun 2007 02:50:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kelly Hobbs <kellyhobbs1965@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kelly and her boys 2

This is a work of fiction. I am over 18, and if you are offended by
erotic literature, especially those fantasies that stray from the norm,
please leave now. This fictional wark includes characters engaged in
bisexual, incestuous, and underaged activities.

Thanks for all of the supportive emails. As you know, I am a bit deprived
of sex as my husband is a prude. He believes sex is for procreation not
recreation and after the vasectomy...well you can guess that I had to
look elsewhere. I was discreet and not very very successful until the
internet came into my home. With the internet came chat rooms and all
kinds of things to expand my erotic thoughts. In the first installment, I
was dared to lick the cum stains of my 12 yo son's bed - naked. I
proceeded to lick them all and leave him with a little juices of my own.

Unfortunately, my husband came home and my fun ended. That evening I took
an early shower and put on my night shirt - it's an old tee shirt of Rich
that barely covers my ass. Rich was headed over to the neighbor's house
as usual to talk about men stuff. With school out, the boys would be out
until bedtime. As I was about to put my panties on, I remember his last
dare. Dress sexy, show some skin, cleavage and ass.

 I decided to leave the panties off. In fact I decided to get an older
flimsy peach nightgown. It was summer and thus this was cooler. The gown
was a bit big on me as I bought it when I was heavier, but it was
comfortable. It had straps, a plunging neckline that came 2-3 inches
below my cleavage. Being big, it fell very loose when I lean forward or
bend. The best part was that it was completely evident I did not wear any
panties this night.

Of course Rich paid no attention, and Ryan(9) was oblivious. Jared
definitely noticed. He was not obvious, though I could tell he kept
taking quick glances and was sitting uncomfortably. I was sitting in my
recliner, Rich and Ryan were to my left on the couch. Jared moved around
alot in the far left chair, the bean bag, and sometimes laying on the
floor. I seriously had gotten caught up in the tv when I noticed Jared
looking at me and then quickly away. I had absently bent my left leg up
and brought my foot onto the chair. In this position and his view I am
sure he had eyefull of my shaved crotch.

A quick glance to my left and I was sure that Rich and Ryan were
completely unaware. I quickly forgot the tv, though my eyes never left
the tv. I tried best I could to be non-chalant as I let my knee fall out
and then back in. I did this several times, slowly. To make sure that
noone, not even Jared, suspected this was on purpose I grabbed he hem of
my gown and pulled it between my legs. I toyed around with the hem for
3-4 minutes. I left the hem nearly covering me and moved my hand away to
my knee. A minute or so later I used my other hand to scratch the inside
of my left thigh (I did have an itch) which caused the hem to rise again.
Jared layed flat on his belly the entire time.

As the tv show ended, so did my show as Rich announced it was bed-time. I
made sure to put my legs down and ensure I was properly covered (as best
as my gown could). Ryan bounded upstairs with me following to make sure
he brushed his teeth. Rich was next saying that he thought Jared was
asleep. I sent Ryan to get into his boxers and go to bed. Rich was
already laying down in bed. I went back down stairs.

"How's my little man?"

"Mommmm I am getting too big to be called that."

He looked sweet still laying on his belly, hiding wha is too big no
doubt.

"You may be getting big indeed, but you will never be too big. You are my
baby, my first and I reserve the right to call you what I want. Kapeech?"

"yes ma'am."

"Now lets get you off to bed."

As Jared went to brush his teeth, I checked in on Ryan, gave him his
water and tucked him in. He was yawning so sweetly, this one is going to
be quite the ladykiller. Big blue eyes, sandy hair, tans easy, and
sensitive.  Rich was already snoring, he works hard for the kids and me.
I just wish he worked harder on me!

Jared was laying in his bed again on his front. He had on his sleep
boxers (both boys wear briefs during the day).

 I got down on my knees next to his bed. "You okay?"

"Yeah."

"You don't seem like your normal energetic self," and I reached for his
side to tickle him. He giggled and asked me to stop.  It was the response
I wanted. I kept going knowing that we would get into a tickling slash
wrestling match. He was reluctant at first, but I knew his spot. I pulled
down the sheet and gave him a zerbert as near to his side as his arm
would let me on his lower back. It was on now, the tickle fight had
begun.

We rolled and tickled. He was actually smiling and enjoying himself.  I
tried hard, our matches were fairly even he past year or so. I weigh more
than him, but he is as tall as me, and stronger. Feeling his strong young
body against me was more my focus than the tickling at hand. We rolled on
the floor, grabbing underarms, knees, bellies etc... We had a good laugh.
I yelled "Uncle" when I was pinned his left arm holding my left arm up
and in place and his legs wrapped around and pinning my knees. His right
hand held my gown up and he was zerberting my stomach and left side.

He stopped tickling/zerberts but held me pinned sortof. His right leg had
moved to my right leg, he let go of my left arm and held his elbow on my
rib cage (just below my boobs), and his right hand held just above my
left knee. My heart began o race as I realized this put his head over my
bare shaved crotch. I felt his cock growing hard against my lower leg. I
managed to speak, "Hold on a sec. Your ol mom needs to catch her breath,
I can hardly move."

I lay still. I felt his breath on my skin his head moving around. He was
getting a good view and exploring. He wasn't bold, probably a little
shocked and excited and confused. I interlaced my fingers and put my arms
above me my hands resting under my head. I closed my eyes and tried to
catch my breath. His hand moved up my leg slowly above the knee, I used
this to move my leg out. I was so wet and excited. My fun was ruined when
I heard Rich calling, "Honey, you coming to bed?"

We quickly got up and straightened up (as best I could). I tucked Jared
into bed and went to my room. I hardly slept that night. Sometime
mid-morning the boys went to play basketball and I got the chance to go
to his room. I was thoroughly confused that the clean sheets I put on
yesterday were still clean! I didn't get it. He was excited last night.
Was I found out? Was I too obvious? I thought the worst and was really
scared. I sat on his bed and as the doom and gloom set in my mind, I slid
down to the floor. I was just about to cry when I noticed that I moved
the mattress and there was a piece of paper under there. I could only see
a corner, but it looked like computer paper. It was a printout of a
picture of me! I was full clothed, it was the pic I used as my avitar on
yahoo (not my kinky alter ego), but it was the spots that got me curious.
Sometime in the past few days he went from masturbating on the bed to
shooting his seed on my picture.

I was completely flabbergasted. I put the paper back where I found it and
got out of there.