Jasmine’s Manhattan MILF Phonesex

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“What is this MILF,” I ask almost indignant, for my instincts tell me she is meaning this as insult.”You have never hear that before? ” Beth and I were having brunch together. “It means, ‘mother I like to fuck.'”But I am not mother. I do not understand.”It has more to do with your age,” she said, turning her attention back towards her barely touched meal. “It is good thing, trust me. The hot older woman she is really all the rage.”

Older, I thought, me? I was certainly older than Beth who had just become legal in this country to drink, but I was the youngest of all my inner-circle. 30 it is not old. “I mean come on,” she continues, “you must notice all the men they are constantly checking you out?” Well, yes of course but has always been. Everywhere I go, since I was very young, I find there are men buzzing about me like bees around honey watching me, their eyes devouring me savouring each and every inch of my form.

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

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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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The Way He Walked Phone Sex

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I had noticed and watched him from afar long before we ever came to speak. He was in his late teens, I guessed and his young, muscular body, his ruffled dark hair and his tattoos thrilled me. I was particularly taken by the way he walked or should I say, strutted. That walk said “Fuck you” to the entire world and that insouciance, that “fuck you”, it appealed to me. I am drawn to people who do not give a damn for what others think of them for I am that way myself. I am who I am without apology and so was he. He was a study in turbulence and energy. He was trouble which him all the more alluring .

One hot day, in the depth of the summer, I was crossing the street and I saw him while pretending not to. I saw his eyes take in my body in my skin tight soft jersey top and short skirt. He smiled at me knowingly and said hello. I met his eyes and issued an invitation that required no words. I led him back to my place and my eyes were fastened on his arms, his body, his ass in those tight jeans as I imagined what lay beneath.

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Jasmine’s Bring Me Another Lover 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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Jasmine’s Native Tongue Phonesex

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Yes indeed, little boy, I can teach to you many things about the Belarusian tongue, my native tongue. But it is my belief that showing is better than telling and I desire to teach you, young one, to school you in how to serve and please a woman like me, a beautiful woman, a woman of the world, who will tolerate nothing but the best, a woman who knows what she wants and will not hesitate to tell you just exactly what to do and how to do it.

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Jasmine’s Your Mother’s Touch Phone Sex

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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 Teaching You How To Fuck Phonesex

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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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