("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
                     `6_ 6  )   `-.  (     ).`-.__.`)
                     (_Y_.)'  ._   )  `._ `. ``-..-'
                    _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
                   ((('   (((-(((''  ((((
                 K R I S T E N' S    C O L L E C T I O N
		_________________________________________
		                WARNING!
		This text file contains sexually explicit
		material. If you do not wish to read this
		type of literature, or you are under age,
		PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
		_________________________________________




			Scroll down to view text


















--------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005.  Please
don't remove the author information or make any changes
to this story.  You may post freely to non-commercial
"free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites.
Thank you for your consideration.
--------------------------------------------------------

The Adventures of a Soccer Mom
by 6beast (tor6beast@yahoo.com)
Quick edit by AB-2005

***

Bored housewife finds ways to entertain herself. (F-
solo, mast, exh, beast)

***

Chapter 1

Watching her husband pulled out of the drive wave 
Christy waved goodbye to him from their living room 
window, then turn to yell at her eleven year old son 
Ron, to hurry up getting ready for school before he 
missed the bus. Ron ran down the stairs, waved at his 
mom and was out the front door. "Have a good day at 
school," she said as she saw him run down the street. 

With a big sigh in her breath, Christy turned to walk 
into the kitchen and began clearing the table of dirty 
dishes. She went on doing her morning cleaning and 
wondered what she would do for the rest of the day. Her 
husband had just left on another business trip. She 
couldn’t complain, he did what he had to do to take 
care of her and their son Ron. She had everything she 
needed and their sex life was ok when he was around, 
but it felt like he was gone all the time. 

She also didn’t have much to worry with her son. He was 
a good kid, did well in school, had lots of friends, 
and did what he could to help her around the house when 
his father was gone. However Christy couldn’t stop 
feeling like there was something missing in her life. 

At Thirty four years old, with blonde hair past her 
shoulders and soccer mom look to her, she still turn a 
few heads. She could afford to lose the extra fifteen 
pounds she gained after having Ron, but she was not the 
sporty type to spend her days working out. She felt she 
did enough of a work out just keeping her house clean 
and working on the yard. She was happy with herself and 
still felt she was sexy.

After finishing up in the kitchen, she graded a coke 
and walked into the Den. As soon as she turned on the 
TV to see what was on, she heard a familiar scratch 
noise at the back door. Christy had forgotten to feed 
the dog. "Ugh!" she put down her drink and went to let 
the tan lab in. 

"Sorry Benny, I forgot about you," she filled its bowl 
with food. Once the started to eat, she walked away 
into the Den and picked up her coke and turned off the 
TV. She decided to go up stairs and take a quick 
shower. 

When she entered her bedroom she turned on her 
computer, before undressing and stepping into the 
bathroom. A shower later, Christy entered her bedroom 
wrapped in a towel and stepped over to her dresser. In 
front of the large mirror she removed the towel and 
used it to dry her hair. She looked at herself in the 
mirror, looking at her large 38D breast with large 
strawberry looking areolas. 

Christy was proud of her breast and loved her sensitive 
nipples sucked on, as they puffed out. She also kept 
her pussy almost hairless. She looked at the clock and 
saw there were still hours before her son got home from 
school. Christy put on a pair of bikini panties and old 
T-shirt, before brushing her hair and walking over to 
her computer. 

She did the same old normal thing; checking e-mails, 
she had some old school friends she enjoyed keeping in 
touch with and talking about their boring normal lives. 
As usual there was a bunch of junk mail. 

Christy was so bored; she read and deleted away, then 
there was a spam for a web cam chat room. She didn’t 
know why, but she clicked on it. She'd done the chat 
rooms before, and found them boring, full of assholes 
and perverts. She clicked on to the sight. 

It was free so she registered and put in all her 
information. There were lots of cams to choice from; 
men, women, couples and there was even one for "other," 
whatever that meant."

There were also many chat rooms to choose from. You 
could watch or show. There was everything sexual she 
could think of and some she didn’t know what they were, 
along with a small PG area. 

Christy decided to check some of it out, but not turn 
on her cam. She started in the PG area and talked to 
some woman in Kansas that liked talking about her cats. 
Politely she excused herself away from the cat lady and 
checked out other rooms. She saw many men masturbating, 
men of all colors and size. Women using toys, their 
fingers and there was even one fucking herself with a 
beer bottle. 

All this was turning Christy on a little, her pussy had 
gotten so wet looking at all this sexual stuff, but she 
was fighting the urge to touch herself. Then there were 
the couples having sex. "Mmm..." how she wished she was 
having sex right then.

It was too much for Christy, her right hand moved down 
and under her panties. She was so wet. Her left hand 
moved up under her T-shirt to her nipple. Switching 
from one cam to another and touching herself, it was 
driving her insane with lust. "Agh!" Then there was a 
PM pop up. Someone wanted to know if she had a web cam, 
if they could watch her.

Fear washed over her and she was ready to close out 
from the sight. "How did they know I was playing with 
herself?" Then she felt silly. Her cam was off. No one 
could see her. "What if they could?" A naughty chill 
went up her spine, she bit her lower lip. Could she let 
someone watch her? The thought excited her and scared 
her at the same time. What if someone recognized her? 
What ifs filled her mind, should she or shouldn’t she? 

**

She turned web cam on. Christy was scared, but excited, 
all they could see was her T-shirt. Immediately, her 
computer screen lit up with messages, men and women 
wanting to see more. She didn’t want to show her face. 
"Show your tits bitch." -- "I want to fuck you." -- 
"Play with your tits." -- "Slut, Whore, Cunt Fuck" -- 
the dirty messages went on and on, along with the 
request for her to do all sorts of things. One guy even 
wanted her to pee on cam. 

It was all so degrading, but she could help herself, 
she didn’t know why but she liked it and she slowly 
removed her T-shirt off and sat back in front of the 
cam so they could get a good look. Now she couldn’t 
even read the messages, there were so many, and they 
were going by so fast. She knew they liked her tits, 
that was one of the reoccurring themes of the messages 
she could read.

It was so exciting, Christy began squeezing her breasts 
and pinching her nipples. Her right hand went back 
inside her panties. "Mmm..." She no longer was looking 
at the screen, but enjoying herself. "Agh!" She had to 
remove her panties to get her fingers into her pussy.

She began pushing in and out, her legs were spread 
wide. "Oh god!" Christy’s tits felt so hot, her pussy 
was melting. Faster and faster -- her fingers flew 
across her clit and into her throbbing cunt. She was on 
fire! She had to cum so badly!

"Agh! Agh... agh... I'm cumming! Yes! Yes! YES! Arrrh!" 
Christ groaned.

Then suddenly Christy was aware that something cold and 
then hot was between her legs and she jumped out of the 
chair. She had forgotten about Ben, her dog. While she 
had been in a state of arousal the dog must have walked 
up to her bedroom and gone under the computer desk and 
then pushed his snout between her legs and started 
licked her pussy. 

Christy was in shock and quickly turned off her cam and 
then the computer.

To be continued?

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Kristen's collection - Directory 38