Climbing into bed for a little warmth since the husband was out led to stroke it for Mom phone sex. This was unintended at least in part. I always sleep with skimpy nighties and no panties. I think when my young man woke in the middle of the night and saw me laying next to him he got an erection. When I stirred and my big tits spilled out of the top of the nightie, that’s about all it took for him to start rubbing on himself.
I don’t know how long he was masturbating before I woke up and caught him doing it. He was pumping it pretty good though. I gave him a crooked smile as I watched him work his hand up and down his shaft. Then I hiked up the nightie and let him see how I had expertly trimmed my hairy pussy. He groaned. I just winked and started to push my fingers into the folds of my pussy. We masturbated mutually for awhile. Long enough for me to cum a little bit and allow him to smell and taste his mommy on my fingers. By this time we were at the point of no return. He asked me nicely and politely to take care of him.
I told him that jerking it for Mom phone sex was all I could do right now, but I wanted him to have a good place to shoot his load. So I laid back on the bed and pulled the nightie way up. I let my son finish all over my belly. I rubbed it in. Tasted it. And even fingered a little bit into my pussy for good measure.
I’m the type of phone sex Mommy that does everything for my kids. I love to see my kids happy, what can I say? I’m a good cook, a great housekeeper and I take pride in my body. I want my sons to use me as an example when they pick their wives. My middle son, though, seemed a bit of an anomaly. I was wondering about his sexuality when I happened across a magazine laying open under his bed.
I have always been open minded. That’s why the hardcore phone sex photos of white women with big tits fucking huge black men didn’t really shock me. I flipped through the magazine fully engaged in its contents. I’d always been curious of what it would feel like to take a large black member into my wet pussy. And then I started getting wet. The more photos I saw the wetter I got. As I flipped through nearly to the last page I noticed dried cum on one of the photos. I noticed that the picture had a woman that look so close to me I thought it WAS me for a moment. Then I got jealous of her.
I was so engrossed in looking (and turned on knowing my son had jerked off to this picture) that I didn’t notice him come into the room with four of his black friends from school. I was embarrassed, but quickly changed my tune when my son whispered into my ear how happy it would make him if I would fuck his friends right there while he watched. Like I said, I’m a woman who likes to make sure her sons are happy so I got right to it having big black cock gang bang phone sex. My son’s happiness spilled out forcefully as I discovered the delights of black dick!
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Ever known a woman who just had no modesty at all around her own sons? Well that’s me. I’m the type of Mom who walks around in a short, satin nightie, no bra despite my huge swinging tits. No panties despite my hairy, pungent pussy. I’ll sit on the sofa and tease my nether lips as you sit there trying to concentrate on your video game. You see, Mommy gets kinda lonely, unbelievably I am not opposed to keeping my love in the family.
And of course this dirty Mom phone sex includes your first taste of hairy, slick cunt. Your tongue will frolic in mommy’s bush picking at that sweet ripe clit berry and making Mommy fill your mouth with dirty Mom juice, the kind you’ll always remember.
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You met me in the kitchen with a crooked smile and a bed head. I smiled my crooked smile at you because I know the source of all that color in your cheeks. You are blushing and having a hard time meeting my eye. You know that what we’ve been doing is very unusual, but you don’t really feel it is wrong. You stopped worrying about the morality of it the last time, the time I was in your room and I slipped your young, hard cock into my needy mouth. After we finished that morning I told you that I would signal you when I wanted to have you again. I would signal to you when your father would be out of the house. I told you I would do this in a way you’d least expect.
So I left a pair of cum soaked panties on your pillow this morning. I am certain you rolled over and smelled the musk of my pussy. I am certain you jerked off thinking about what we’d do later that night. You know you’re going to have your mother’s pussy wrapped around your cock, all because I left my panties soaked in cum on your pillow.
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My husband is sweet, but our sex had lost its luster. Sure, I keep my closets well stocked with all the appropriate sex fashions that are totally up to date and we even get kinky sometimes but still the sex isn’t as hot as it used to be.
I had taken to masturbating often in the afternoons after I knew for sure my husband wouldn’t be coming back to pick up something he might have forgotten. I’d go through this elaborate ritual. I’d take a bath and luxuriate. I’d shave my legs smooth, passing the razor over my skin three times for the closest effect. I’d pick out something naughty from my full stocked and updated lingerie closet. I’d do my hair, but most of the time I’d let my blonde locks fall over my shoulders. I don’t know, something I love about feeling my own hair. I’d lay a cigarette out on my night stand and climb into my still unmade bed. I’d lay back on the pillows and use my panties to start things off. I love the feel of sexy panties against my horny pussy.
Of course this went on for quite some time. I would masturbate to orgasm and then smoke my cigarette. Then one time my son came home from college and disrupted my play. He walked into the bedroom to say hello and I had myself full to bursting with one of my favorite rubber dicks.
After the embarrassment subsided and a few days passed my son asked me why I was going at myself so hard. I told him that his father and I had been struggling with our sex life. At first he was a bit put off then he offered himself up to me. I was confused but willing as my horniness always gets the better of me. Now whenever I am fucking my husband I think about my son’s dick. It’s bigger, it’s better and it stays hard after he cums!
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P.S. “B” as I guessed it, I remembered what that hot fantasy idea I had was as soon as we hung up. boooo. lol I think you’ll like it though, hugs til next time sexy.