Kelly-Marie by Daiionce
Dive into the sizzling world of “Kelly-Marie” by Daiionce, where passion and desire intertwine in a tantalizing tale of erotic exploration. Follow Kelly-Marie’s adventurous journey as she discovers the depths of her sensuality, igniting unforgettable encounters that will leave you breathless. Indulge your fantasies and immerse yourself in this steamy adult story that promises to awaken your desires!
mother accidentally seduces son , This is a work of fiction and is a sexual fantasy. A fantasy is something we construct within our own minds. I am trying to avoid giving specific ages here as this could create a legal objection. Normally thought crimes are only found within dictatorships and religious teachings but our society can still create a few of its own. You just create what age you would like here, where you would like it.
My name is Kelly-Marie, apparently my parents couldn’t agree on Kelly or Marie so I became a hyphenated child. About myself, I am rather large breasted, I will be covering their size later in this story. I married my high school sweetheart, football jock and current husband of some 300 plus pounds. Being large breasted I have not kept the figure that I had in school either, but no way have I allowed myself to go the way my husband has. Oh yes, this story is also about my son Jarred whom I have become quite intimate with, and how it got that way.
This all happened as a result of my husbands wishes, more or less. Well actually his desires. Well however it happened it happened like this. I was not in any way denying my husband “satisfaction” I’ll be honest, it just wasn’t fun like it used to be before. Like before he became so big. I was still quite young, well ok I wasn’t quite young, my son was. I was still young enough that I wasn’t ready to give up on sex. My son on the other hand, he was how old?, well lets just say he was 20, that way no one will be able to complain about his age any. Besides my son really did act quite a bit older for his age anyway. He and I got along very well and we were able to talk quite fluently about a great number of topics. Sex however was not one of them, well not until my husband dropped this on me.
My husband decided that we should become swingers! Oh my god, I never saw that one coming at all. I was stunned, it was so out of the question that I never gave it any serious thought. So far out of my realm of reality that I even blurted it out to our son. I was just that incredulous over his suggestion. My son, bless him, actually thought about it for me. He was turning in to such a gentleman.
He waited a bit then quietly suggested that it might not really be such a bad idea after all. Again I was stunned speechless. Which my son used to his full advantage. He shocked me further by telling me that I was really an attractive woman. Politely commenting on my breast size by mentioning that I had some “considerable assets” that would definitely attract men. He continued on by saying that he doubted that any woman in any swinger group would have any much interest in fooling around with someone who has gotten so big. That if we did try something like that out that it would probably only last for the first night. This would be a green card for me to have some fun with someone my own size and that dad could have no legitimate gripe about it. That if he totally struck out, this could force him to acknowledge the obvious weight problem that he was ignoring.
This idea utterly shocked me into further silence. But the idea immediately took hold of my imagination. The kind of shock that registered on my face I immediately realized was showing my son my interest in his idea. That his mother liked the idea of having sex with other men. This led to an immediate blushing on my part that only made my obvious interest even more plain. I think I pretty much ran from the room blushing.
My son at that point started becoming a man, this I guess I can tell only in hind sight. He did not let up on me, nor did he press me, he flirted. My own son was flirting with me! And not to his own benefit at all! He would only on occasion make some small comment asking if I had accepted dads invitation yet. Two different times I saw him intentionally eyeing me up and down. He deliberately focused on my breasts, when I turned away to shield them from his eyes (fully clothed mind you) he then unabashedly stared at my ass. As soon as I turned to scold him he darted away having made his point. I really could do nothing more than smile.
At the same time his attentions woke lecherous passions in me. He was appreciating me as an attractive woman, in doing this he was reminding me of my own sexual desires. That and the possibility of my being able to explore other men, even if only for one night. Someone other than over growing knight in shining armor, who apparently wanted me to do this. Then the hurt set in, my son was showing direct appreciation for what I looked like. Now I had to realize that my husband was saying that he wanted other women, someone other than me, at his size?
This went on for almost two weeks with my desires growing daily, I was becoming distracted at work wondering about things that I had not thought of since high school. The possible size and shape of other mens cocks, what they would be like. What they would want to do with me, what I might do with them, Then my husband brought it up again in the kitchen after dinner, with Jarred right around the corner in the living room! My god the nerve! I couldn’t believe the naughty sexual thrill I felt when I blushed, looked down and quietly said yes!
I really hadn’t thought about the actual process of finding a swinging group, I guess a part of me might have thought that my husband already had something in mind. I was kind of shocked when he asked me to SET IT UP! Oh my god, of all the nerve! He wants to swing and I have to, whatever, yes. Yes I agreed I would “arrange it”
Off to the internet, I was stunned at being able to find various “alternative” living groups in our area. I did actually find a group of “middle aged” swingers. I first made internet contact which netted a phone number and a request to have the wife make contact. Well that made sense I guess, they would have no shortage of men trying to join one of these things I guess. So I called, a man answered the phone but he quickly had me hold for his wife. I don’t know why but that really did feel like a relief of sorts.
Well I spoke with Melissa, she asked me questions like, did I feel comfortable with the idea? Did I think that it would lead to our divorce? She explained that things like this can really create an impact on some people. It was really kind of reassuring in a way, it seemed like she was almost trying to talk me out of it. Eventually she got to the part about our physical appearance. I told her about me having a 48″ E cup, that gave her pause. She admitted that there weren’t any women in their group with my kind of size so she warned me that I would get “a lot of attention” I ended up coming clean with her about everything. I told her my husbands size, that it was his idea. She laughed at that saying it is always the mans idea, just that some of the girls end up liking it as well. Then I told her that I figured that it may be only a one night thing, that if my husband went and was ignored, that it might spur him into losing some of his weight. She was stunned speechless when I blurted out that our son encourage me to say yes. Not one person in the group that had kids had ever let their children in on their secret. I could tell she was warming up to me personally a lot after she learned that I had told my son the idea and he was positive about it. I could tell that she really did want to meet me. She did comment that there were some men in the group who’s wives participated in part just to keep their husbands fit and trim.