Jasmine’s Your Mother’s Touch Phone Sex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

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 Teaching You How To Fuck Phonesex

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext 262

Do you want to learn how to please a woman like me? A woman of the world, a mistress of carnal pleasures, the sexiest, most beautiful woman you will ever know? And yes, is true, I am famous for my modesty as well as my skill at drawing men to me like moths to the flame. Well, little boy, I am going to teach you. I am going to teach you how to fuck.

The boy was young. He was nervous. They always are and it rather adds to my own arousal to know that it is I who have made them not only nervous but so horny that their cocks, they are twitching in their trousers at the very thought of being between my silky thighs. I pushed him back on to the bed and after satisfying my own desire to kiss his hot young mouth passionately, I began my lesson.

“Start slow,” I said. “Tease. Touch. Me. Like.This.”

I softly stroked his naked body, barely touching him,  gently and slowly all over. Then I took him by the hand and guided his fingertips all over my body, my arms, my neck, all over my silky black negligee, allowing him the slightest touch of my breasts, my thighs.

“That’s it, baby. Slow. Tease me. Make me want you as badly as you are wanting me.”

I spread my legs little bit, enjoying a secret smile at how flushed he had become and how ready his  cock was. The slightest of touches would have made this little boy explode.

“No,” I said as his hand went for my pussy.

Yes, I wanted his hand there, yes, his hand and his hot young cock too but I had a lesson to teach. And the lesson was in how to fuck a woman and fuck her well.

“You don’t get to touch that yet, little boy,” I said, smiling wickedly and leaning forward to give him another kiss.

This time he grabbed me impatiently and it was hard to resist fucking him then and there. But no, he needed to learn. 

He began to stroke my thighs, making sure now to obey my instructions, keeping his hand away from my pussy, for now. His breath came hard and fast, the smell of his desire filled the air and aroused me even further and my breath, it began get ragged too.

Finally I let him put his hands on my breasts, I let him play with my nipples.

“That’s it, baby,” I said huskily as I removed my negligee.  “Now take control.”

He grabbed me impatiently and pushed me back on the bed, sucking on my tits.

I moaned as his fingers made their way up my thighs to rub against my wet pussy…to rub hard.

“No,” I told him angrily. “That is not the way to do it. You go slow. If you do not listen, you will not get to fuck me. Do you understand?”

He nodded mutely, his cock, glistening with pre-cum, leaping without my ever having touched it.

He moved his hand to the lacy waistband of my panties and trembling, looked down at me for permission.

“Yes, ” I said. “But gently. Do not forget.”

He began to lightly massage my wet pussy through my panties. I sighed with pleasure and desire.

I took his cock in my hand, spit on my hand, and touched it. “Mmm,” I said. “What a magnificent big young cock, you have, sir.” I laughed as his body trembled, his cock leaped at my words of praise.

“Oh God please, I need to fuck you. Please just let me fuck you,” he begged urgently.

I laughed again. “No, you don’t get to cum until I tell you, boy and the second you put that nice cock in my pussy, you will blow your load. And we cannot have that, now can we? Trust me. If you do just as I say, though, you will get to fuck me. But first, you need to learn how.”

 

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Desi Phone Sex With A Sexy Neighbor

844-33CANDY ext. 241

I know you’ve been watching the lady across the street dear, you make it pretty obvious. She’s pretty isn’t she? What if I told you I could make your Desi Phone Sex Fetish come true?

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Games with Auntie Jasmine Phonesex

 

JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 263

When he was younger, my nephew and I had played games together. But I knew that I was going to enjoy playing even more games with him now that he had become such a beautiful big boy. Oh yes, we now had so many more interesting games to play. For now we would begin with “The Waiting Game”

.I straddled my nephew, feeling his big cock stiffen beneath my pussy. My luscious big breasts were nearly in his face and he started to move his hands upward as though to squeeze them when I threaded my fingers through his dark hair and pulling his head back I forced his mouth open with my tongue. I began to grind my panty clad pussy against that delicious big bulge in his trousers and felt him grow even harder. I was enjoying this and really I would have fucked him there and then but I could not resist to tease him, to edge him, to make him ache with desire so much that it hurt.

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Birthday Surprise from Hot Mom Phonesex

JASMINE 844-332-2639 Ext. 262

What a spoiled little brat you are! I did not get you the Rolex you wanted for your birthday so you sulk. You already have 3 of them and time ticks by no matter if it is on Rolex or not.. All these people, family and friends, gathered here for you to celebrate you and you don’t even look up from that goddamn phone. You do not even look up from phone when you you hear the sound of my high heeled shoe hitting the floor. Yes, below the table, hidden away from the watchful eyes of party guests, I let my high heel slip from my thigh high silk stocking clad leg.

Do you feel that? Yes, I think you did. That is my foot, my shapely, delicate foot sliding, like serpent, ever so slowly up leg of your trousers, sending sensations throughout your entire body. Oh, what’s this, has your young cock grown hard for me, grown hard for your own mother?

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JUST. LIKE. THAT Phonesex

JASMINE 844- 332-2639 Ext. 262

I walked slowly, hips swaying, toward the door to my penthouse, my five inch heels clicking on the tiles in the entryway. I was naked save for those fuck me heels, black stay up stockings and sheer black bikini panties. The boy’s jaw literally dropped when he saw me. HA! I love to see that look of pure amazement and arousal in the eyes of my young lovers. “Oh, I thought perhaps you would not come,” I lied as I turned around and with wicked smile, beckoned him to follow me. And follow me he did, this young boy, this boy who wanted me so much that his breath was already ragged even though he had yet even to touch me. This boy who belonged utterly to me now, enraptured by my beauty and sexual power.

I led him to the bed I shared with my husband. It gives me particular thrill to fuck young men in the bed where I fuck also fuck my husband. Am I evil? Perhaps so. All I know is I enjoy the thrill of knowing I might get caught and the light smell of my husband’s musk on the sheets I purposely tell the maid not to change on days when I am “entertaining”, the smell of my husband mingling with smell of my newest young hot fuck.

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In the Name of the Father and the Stepson Cuckold Phonesex Part 2

JASMINE 844-332-2639 ext 262

My husband Edward had just walked in on me fucking his own son. He was cuckold. A lesser man would have been defeated by this but my husband, he was not. He had turned the situation to his own advantage and it was he who was giving the orders. All throughout life I have never taken orders from a man, not even my own father but Edward’s command of the situation duly impressed me. So like dutiful wife I did as I was told and went into the bathroom to clean Adam’s cum from my pussy. When I returned, Edward was naked reclining on the bed, his cock hard like granite.

Adam was standing in the corner of the room like sad little puppy. As soon as I joined my husband in bed he grabbed me with force and held me down. “Now look here,” he said to Adam, “This is how you fuck like a man.”

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Deep Inside Jasmine Phonesex

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“You have been awfully quiet tonight pal,” my husband Edward said. Our drinks have just come and I was looking over the entree menu. “Something it is on your mind?”

I lowered the menu and looked into Edward’s blue grey eyes and tell him nothing. Nothing at all darling. Possibly I am little bit tired. The truth was yes something it does weigh heavy on my mind and it was my marriage to Edward and the recent affair I begin with his son Adam. Conflicting emotions surrounding me closing in like Gulag. I feel part shame guilt for I am betraying  man who adores me a man who has afforded my lifestyle most luxurious while other part of me is filled with excitement with lust with pleasure. Not for the sex truly not so much as in bed the son he cannot compare to the fathers  expert touch but rather for the feeling of power I have in Adam’s presence. Yes I enjoy fucking him , making him sex slave,  sex slave who bend to any whim I might have at that moment. A sex slave who when I command to kneel does so without moments hesitation because his lust for me it is so powerful.

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Like Father Like Son Family Fun Phonesex

 

Like Father Like Son?

His lips on my tits, wild like animal, taking my nipples into his mouth and devouring them like  thirsty cub sucking at his mothers breast. Moving a top me now, his muscular naked torso pressing hard against my body, his weight pinning me down his cock hard like granite inches from the warm wet pleasure that is my pussy. “No no ” I say to him, “you wait. First I get pleasure.” I grabbed his hair, pulling hard and forcing his face between my legs. “Be a good boy. Show me how strong your desire is, show me how much you want me.”

AND WANT ME HE DID.

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The Scent of Jasmine Phone Sex

 Jasmine 844-332-2639 Ext. 262

I knew when I enter home and find little box on bureau it meant my husband Edward was going off on another one his business trips. It was customary for him to ply me with gifts whenever he was going away or whenever we argued, both of which seemed to be occurring more and more often.

“Did you get my present,” he asked, now filling the doorway of our bedroom, his broad frame illuminated by the soft moonlight beaming in through the window.

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