Jasmine’s Like a Fine Wine Phonesex

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Do you fantasize about a hot, sexy, sophisticated mature woman seducing you? Well, believe me, you are not alone. In fact, millions of men share your fantasy and it is not at all surprising that so many men yearn for a beautiful mature woman and compare her to a fine wine. A mature woman like me is confident and knows exactly what she wants and how to get it.

I am not interested in playing silly games like a foolish little girl. I do not care about what the world thinks of me and at the age of 30, which is, as the historian Plutarch observed of Cleopatra, the “very time when women have the most brilliant beauty and are at the acme of intellectual and sexual power” (Life of Antony, XXV.3)., I am indeed in my sexual prime with a practically insatiable sexual appetite. I know my way around a man’s body and will do to you things that you have only ever dreamed of before. I like to go slow and teach you how to please me. I am not in the least self-conscious or inhibited and I love to experiment.

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Your Mother’s Touch Phonesex

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Yes, I know. I know that you watch me when you think me unaware, that your gaze lingers longer than it should. I know you all of your secrets, all of your desires. I know that you crave –a mother’s touchyour mother’s touch. 

I see you now hidden behind the door frame as I bathe. Your eyes devour every inch of my perfect flesh. Your heart races as the warm water rinses away the soft white bubbles revealing my luscious tits. Your cock grows harder and harder as I rise from the water giving you a full view of the body you lust after, the body that gave you life.

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Jasmine’s Appetite for Hot Young Cock Phonesex-Part 2

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My stepson Adam’s cock throbbed in my hand as I began to lick his balls. He moaned as I dragged my tongue slowly, sensuously in patterns over them, They tightened as he grew more and more excited, as I stroked his taut, quivering thighs. I criss-crossed my tongue down the shaft of his cock and then up again. Then I took him deep down my throat.  My lovers are always blown away, no pun intended, by my deep-throating artistry. I can make love to a cock with my mouth and tongue like few others and nothing turns me on more than turning my lover on so much he can barely contain himself–until he no longer can and explodes in my mouth. Adam bucked and sighed. “Oh, God, yes, Jasmine! Oh fuck!”

I went harder, faster, deeper, varying my rhythm to match his. He tasted so delicious that I squirmed with a raw desire to possess him and a resolve to fuck him so hard and so good that he would not ever forget the pleasure I gave him this day.

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Jasmine’s On the Prowl Cuckold Phonesex

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I was on the prowl that night. My husband was out of town again on one of his infernal business trips and I decided to go to little club in Soho. Soon after I entered, I identified my prey. He was young, hot boy leaning up against the wall, his eyes tracing the lines of my body–my long legs in high heels, my luscious big breasts and when his eyes met mine, I dropped my own briefly and then brought them up again to his. This was my invitation and he did not need to be asked twice.  He began to ply me drinks, not knowing of course, that an Eastern European woman can drink any Western man under the table! Ha ha! Soon we were out upon the dance floor and I was rubbing my body against his,  grinding myself upon his cock which grew very hard very quickly, his breath fast and ragged in my ear.

I whispered to him and led him outside to my car where we fucked with abandon in the back seat. It was a brief encounter but in that moment, I really needed and wanted his big cock pounding deep inside me.

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Jasmine’s Appetite for Hot Young Cock Phonesex

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I began running last year. Before I had only done yoga and pilates but I heard of famous American athlete Jesse Owen and how he had said ” I always loved running. It was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.”

Put that way, it made me yearn to experience that also. And then it added little hit of spice when as I flew down the street, all the heads of the boys and men would turn to admire my pert bottom and and long strong shapely legs. When I go running, I keep my long, black hair tied up but every now and then I would stop for a break, pull my hair loose and shake it about my shoulders, stretch like cat and take a look about and perhaps give little seductive smile to some hot boy or other. 

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Jasmine’s The Serpent Phonesex

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Jasmine walked into the club and nonchalantly, handed her high heeled sandals to the young barman who knew her well. Rumour had it that he knew her very, very well indeed. Without even deigning to look at him, though he gazed longingly at her in mute appeal, she ordered a double brandy and padded across the floor barefoot, as though there were nothing unusual in being barefoot in a chic nightclub. Her head was held high and her Nile green dress was long, clinging to her beautiful body so closely that she might almost have been naked. She walked without care, consumed within the fires of herself.

As she moved, serpent-like through the crowd, the revelers moved out of her way reflexively. She curled her body sensuously into a chair beside the sweet blonde girl whose lover she had taken for her own and what she is said to have told her was later grist for the ever avid gossip mills of our social circle.

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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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