Nephew’s Foot Fantasies Fulfilled Phonesex

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My husband Edward was pouring himself a drink when he announced to me that his young nephew Ronald would be staying with us for a few months, and of course I had zero say so in matter. “He’s my brother’s son,” Edward said, “what am I supposed to do? Besides, the internship I lined up for him, should keep him nice and busy.”

Ronald was the very definition of well-mannered but as I found out later what lie beneath the facade of his genteel demeanor was fetishistic fiend with single-minded focus on the object, or rather the body part of his desire. Like the majority of his sex, Ronald was utterly captivated by me, this was evident in not just his longing gazes but also in the way he hung on every single word I uttered, even when they were of the most mundane nature. “It looks like you got a new fan huh Jasmine,” Edward said one night before bed. “Just take it easy with this one huh pal.” Oh but yes darling, of course I said but already I was predator waiting for time to pounce.

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Making My Son a Man Phonesex-Fucking Mommy’s Pussy

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My son’s cock pushed roughly into my juicy pussy and I moaned with pleasure and pain. He held still, his cock hard like granite inside me. “Are you savouring your first time inside a pussy?” I asked.

He said nothing and I could feel his beautiful cock quivering and twitching in my core. I wanted him so much. I decided to hell with my husband and that ridiculous caveat that Adam could not fuck my pussy. “You are doing great, baby,” I said huskily. “Now pull out and shove it in again. Give Mommy a proper fucking.

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Making My Son a Man Phonesex Eating Mommy’s Pussy

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My son could not wait to fuck me. Later that night, he came to my room. I was practicing my Pilates in my panties and bra, I could not fault him for charging in without warning and grabbing me by my hips and pulling me close to his hard cock.

“So Dad wants me to fuck you, huh?” He gave a little twist to his hips and I gasped with pleasure and desire. “Yes, baby, but there is one caveat and that is …” He pulled down his shorts, drew the head of his cock along the outline of my tight, hungry pussy. I moaned, my toes curling. I was sure my panties were now completely soaked. “What caveat is that? he asked. “You do not get to fuck my pussy. Your father was very clear about that. He held me tighter, his voice husky with desire. “FUCK DAD,. I’ve wanted your pussy for a long time. I’m going to have it.”

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Making My Son a Man Phonesex-The Seduction

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And so it was I found myself waiting for my son to come home from soccer practice, waiting like spider to seduce him. When he came home he found me dressed in a silky robe that clung to my curves but there was nothing unusual in this for I often wear sexy lingerie at home. But my pussy tingled, my nipples stiffened, as I saw his young cock stiffen in his trousers.

He went to take a shower and waiting but a couple minutes, I followed him in. When I entered, Adam heard the door creak. I pulled the shower curtain aside and dropped my robe. “Mom,” said the boy, “What in the fuck is going on?” He put his hands instinctively over his cock, which was now fully erect despite his shock. I smiled as I surveyed him. He was every bit as sexy as his father and as I pulled his hands away from his cock, I bit my lip as I noticed he was even bigger than his dad. I pushed him toward the back of the shower stall. “Those muscles sore, baby?” I said. “I have exactly the cure for you. I call it “Mother’s Love.”

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Making My Son a Man Phonesex

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“I have a big favour to ask of you, Jasmine,” said my husband Edward. We had just finished dinner and he was smoking his customary after-dinner cigar. “Yes?” I answered, thinking perhaps he wanted to go to a strip club which was something we did occasionally to add little more spice to things in the bedroom but no. “It’s Adam,” he replied. Adam was Edward’s biological son and my stepson. “Yes, darling?” I answered quizzically. Edward looked at me, his eyes drinking in my luscious breasts, small waist, long silk stockinged legs and long dark hair. “The kid’s eighteen now. He’s a virgin. It’s time he learns his way around a woman and not just any woman. I think it should be you.”

Almost I choke upon my liqueur. Edward surveyed me and raised his hand. “Before you say no, think about it. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. And I’ve seen the way you look at him. We both know you are attracted to each other.” It was true. I struggle at times with inappropriate feelings for my son. At times I have seen him emerging from shower and yes, he was a hot little boy.

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Jasmine’s Wild Things Phonesex

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Jasmine?” I turned my head and saw the boy approaching my secluded table. “I would have recognized you anywhere,” he said, “you look exactly like your photos.” Men, boys, they always look at me this way, as though I am creature not quite of this world. Well, perhaps there is some truth in that. I am different than anyone I know and therefore, fit in no place.

I motioned for him to have a seat, and he did so.It was late Thursday evening and my husband Edward was once again out of town for the weekend, “It’s business pal,” he said, “can’t be helped.” At this point in my life I no longer cared. Not really. Come or go, stay or leave, it was inconsequential. The turns my life had taken in just a short period of time, why it had been less than one year since I first took a lover behind my husband’s back. Then another. Then another. My marital indiscretions had ignited in me a fire that could not be extinguished, a thirst for sex that was unquenchable. I wanted it all. And what I wanted, I took. 

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Mrs. Olenska’s Out by the Pool Hot MILF Phone Sex

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Didn’t your mother teach you that staring is impolite? Just because you live next-door to a beautiful sexy MILF doesn’t give you a pass. Bad manners are bad manners, plain and simple. It makes no difference that my  luscious body is adorned in a barely there bikini as I lie near my pool letting the sun warm my supple skin, you must keep your eyes to yourself!

You keep everything to yourself after all, so it shouldn’t be difficult. True we all have many secrets, but yours, yours is a particularly embarrassing one. A young man at the start of his life, home for the Summer, ready to begin his final year at University, and still … a virgin.

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Family Fucking is The Best, Put Your Mommy to the Test Phonesex

 Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

You were always such a naughty boy weren’t you? Always watching your mother with those lustful eyes, tracing every inch of my perfect body, devouring me, and then nervously excusing yourself to your bedroom. I would laugh to myself … “Who is he fooling? What does he think that he invented masturbation?” And then constantly stealing my panties! Most mothers would have been upset thinking that their son a pervert lusting after their own mother, but I merely took it as my due.

My boy has great taste!

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Jasmine’s Slave Boy Family Fun Phone Sex Pt. 2

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My son, my slave boy, is kneeling before me, naked, hungry so very eager to please. It is the collar I have put about his neck in part–but the rest, well it is me, his mother. My son has watched me, wanted me for a long time and will do anything in order to have me.

But I intend to play with him first, to edge him to the very brink and then bring him back until the ache of his desire, it hurts. Until he begs for his release. And I intend to make him hurt in other ways too. This is the price he must pay in order to fuck his mother and I have no doubt that he will pay it.

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Jasmine’s Slave Boy Family Fun Phone Sex

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“Do you trust me?” I ask my son with a wicked laugh. He is naked and beautiful as he kneels at my feet, trembling with combination of fear and desire as I put the collar around his neck. He is overcome by such conflicting emotions– the desire to please, love, arousal and terror. But he nods his head and says “yes” for he loves me with blind devotion. He would do anything for the chance to be possessed by me, to be his mother’s slave and lover.

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