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Mother and Son Get engaged masturbation phone sex

Masturbation phone sex with Momma Meredith:
I couldn’t wait for my son to come home for his weekly visit from college.  I got dressed to the nines this time.  I wore a nice teal negligee and matching bow-top stockings.  I left off the panties and the bodice of the nightie showed just enough skin to be scandalous.  Of course, my invalid husband sat drooling in his wheelchair.  The stroke had robbed him of a voice, but from the scalding lookin in his cloudy eyes I knew he was aware of what I had planned for this phone sex rendez-vous with my very own son.
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When M walked in and saw me leaning against the counter with a glass of champagne he stopped in his tracks.  He wondered why Momma was dressed this way.  When I poured him his own glass and approached him, I kissed him tenderly and explained that Momma needed her boy to step up the plate and take care of me.  M tried to resist my advances, but my beautiful body and insistence that it was ok seemed to overcome this resolve.  Soon, my own son surprised me as he asked me to marry him!  A groan from the peanut gallery wheelchair almost ruined the moment.  I slid my husband into the closet, pushed everything from the dining room table and spread myself out for my son to feast upon.
His tongue delighted the folds of my mature phone sex pussy and made my insides clench with orgasm.  So wet.  So intense as he sucked his own Momma’s cunt.  He then slid upon top of me with my legs open so very wide and sliced into my motherhood with his steely hard cock.  Fuck.  Felt so good to cum in a geyser all over my own son’s dick.
We had mother son phone sex for an hour or so while Dad stayed locked in the closet.  After all, we’re gonna need his money if we’re going to start our own brand of perverted family together.
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More to come from my new phone sex son!

Masturbation phone sex role plays with Mommy

Three times in a row phone sex with Mommy Meredith
You know you’ve hit it off when a caller when he calls back for masturbation phone sex three days consecutively.  I am so flattered and blessed to take care of such a sweet guy.  The slow build up in our mother son phone sex role plays leave me very wet and eager to cum with such a doting caller.
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After all, I am just the sort of Mommy to pull of the slow seduction that most of you taboo lovers crave.  Sometimes, Mommy just takes advantage of her son’s home from college visit by dressing sexy and slowly seducing her son into her bed.  Mommy can get lonely sometimes with out her boy.  Then there are times when Mommy has to take care of her ailing or infirm boy.  In our case, he was a parapalegic and I had to give him a bath.  OOOPs, Mommy didn’t know that worked down there, but since it does–well let’s just say I lovingly used his large hard cock to my advantage.  Saved me tons of heartache as having him stuck in his bed or wheelchair means I have constant access to the biggest cock and I no longer have to date!  Oh, and then finally, as the sweet guy turns the tables on Mom–he demonstrates his mad massage skills on his stressed out mother.  His hands found areas that I didn’t even know needed rubbing–and before you know his cock was buried into my wet, Mommy cunt.  I do so love hearing you coo into my ear and call me Momma, baby.  I can’t wait to see where we go next with our seductive phone sex role plays.
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If you’re the mother loving kind–well you’ve found the naughty Momma of your dreams with me.  I just love all sorts of taboo role play.  Momma son–brother sister–you name–all in the family is ALL RIGHT with me!

A willing masturbation phone sex victim

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It is much safer for me to put the focus on your sexual urges than it is for me to put words to my own.  I sit here and replay the clip over and over that has my pussy weeping into my panties.  I wish the phone was busy, but it isn’t.  The person who is the lucky recipient of all of this sexual frustration is yet to be determined.  Such is life as a masturbation phone sex artist.

And I just hit play again.  There he is.  The object of my new obsession–and I have had many over the years.  My new mind toy and favorite go-to fantasy phone sex fuck.  He’s wearing a dark green shirt and an butcher’s apron.  He’s holding a knife.  There’s a girl fixed to his table, plastic covers her breasts, upper thighs and her feet.  Seeing here there I see me, and my hand drops into the front panel of my phone sex panties.

He’s in her face now.  Looking down at her with determination.  Staring into her eyes, her mouth taped shut, he lets her know that she is there to fill a void.  His emptiness drives him and keeps him awake at night.  He leans in, his mouth is millimeters from hers as she tells him to go ahead, that it’s ok.  I give this permission every time you call me for phone sex–go ahead do what you gotta do to get yourself off and please let me enjoy myself too.

And then raising the knife in the posture of killing he changes tack and slices the plastic off.  She sits us.  Her ample breasts swinging and she says his name.  She says his name and then they are kissing.  I love saying your name–you know who you are.

First one kiss, then two kisses, then engulfment as the knife is cast aside and another one is put in its place.  This knife, made of pure flesh of man slices into her between her legs.  It is a fast and swift entry, her legs are spread.  His hands are open, palms out as they fuck–he’s trembling.  He’s trembling because his void has been filled another way.

And that leaves her.  She is his breathless victim.  As he concentrates on his pumping she is on him now and holds the knife to his throat.  “Is this what you like to do?”  She taunts him as her hips grind on his erection.  Her perfect ass cups his balls as they climax.

And they collapse.  Both are victims are they not?  Victims of a basic human instinct–the drive to fuck.  We are also victims of the same instinct.  Our beings possess the same void that cries for fulfillment.  We spend copious amounts of time stalking our prey, but we find ourselves completely and utterly consumed with filling this emptiness over and over again.  For me, your desire to consume me–to put me on that table and make me your victim for yet a moment in time–that’s what my mutual masturbation phone sex desire is at the moment.

What fills the emptiness inside you?  Notice that I have made an assumption–that you have an emptiness and it needs to be filled.  I am guessing that if you are reading this masturbation phone sex  blog then I am correct about you.  I am also carrying an image of you in that green apron holding your fleshy knife in your hand and making me believe that there is nothing I can do to stop you from plunging it deep in my cunt.

This Phone Pleasers blog post is written by Meredith.
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Masturbation phone sex role play: The Black out

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It was 100 degrees and the power was out. In a tiny, upstairs apartment we tangled our sweat-glisten bodies into various poses. It was amazing he was still hard and I was still willing to fuck as hot as it was. He had me on all fours–pounding my cunt with enormous thrusting power. We opened a window in an feeble attempt to let in some air–the neighbors heard us I am sure. He pulled out a rickety chair from the old dining room table–we fucked on it. I rode him straddling toward his face–then I spun around and rode him backwards. Then he tilted the chair back with me in it and slipped into my pussy and we rocked a bit.

I got down on my knees the blue light of the night–the stifling air still hanging low and pungent with sex–and sucked his cock. I sucked his cock deep into my mouth coating my throat with pussy–it was so good to have his hand guiding my head–my hair wound around his fist. He was pushing in and out of my mouth–grazing his frenulum with the tip of my lower teeth. “I’m gonna fuckin’ cum, Mom,” and it was at that precise moment that the lights came on and his father walked in from his business trip.

Do you crave creative masturbation phone sex role play? What role would you like to play? The son or the father? This masturbation phone sex role play leaves a lot of possibilities for the perverted dick stroker. Don’t you want to complete this story? Do you want to go back and do the prequel? I am up and wet for either!

Admired and conquered with masturbation phone sex

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He admired me and then conquered me in one afternoon of intense masturbation phone sex role play. We’d gotten acquainted in about 5 min and within 10 we were ravishing each other. Clothes were removed slowly. The oral phone sex teasing we gave each other only added to the pulling sensations I felt deep within my womanhood.

As I got to know my new phone lover BB, I came to realize something very important and alluring about myself. I enjoy not only getting myself off, but getting my partner off. I love how a man reacts to the sounds of my masturbation phone sex. I can literally sense his cock getting hard as I imagine putting my mouth on him. My eyes are closed, my legs are spread and I am inviting a stranger (literally) into my sexual mind.

Mind phone sex

 

is much better than real sex if you think about. The mind is a limitless sex organ–capable of multiple orgasms (yes even for guys). The imagery that can be conjured using shear word power is infinite. There are many ways to describe a sexual action without using vulgarity. Properly placed expletives add salt to the experience and before you know we are both spasming in our groins and shouting each other’s names. And that is exactly how good masturbation phone sex should be.

Masturbation phone sex CS’ cure for amnesia

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Dr. CS came to see me once or twice per week to check my memory–to see if I had any certain recall of my identity. He assuaged my fears that I would never remember by tapping a pencil on the frames of his wire-rimmed glasses. I had insisted that I knew who I was, but Dr. CS insisted that I had conjured another identity for myself due to a trauma that would become known to me whenever I remember who I truly was. I consigned my fate to being interred forever in this asylum unless I accepted the identity that Dr. CS conferred upon me.

My days were mundane–filled with useless group therapy and sewing cards. I felt so juvenile–a grown woman consigned to preschool activities. I remained steadfast that I would not be broken. I knew who I was and that was that. Now I just needed to allow myself to feign believing in the doctor’s take on my identity. It wasn’t long before the nurse came for me again–she always gave me a pitying look. I often wondered if she would help me escape from the treatment that Dr. CS developed for amnesiacs–but alas I was mistaken. She would willingly take me to the waiting room where I would be stripped down and bathed. All vestiges of body hair would be shaven from my silken skin. Even my womanly hairs–the ones that covered my vulva and labia were removed. I would be ushered into his lair where he’d wait with his manhood in his hand. He would grope at my womanly mounds and insist that the injections of his seed would rattle the cages that bound my memory.

I enjoy a good phone sex role play that defies the standard porn story lines. I enjoy coming up with details that set me apart from the rest of the role play phone sex actresses out there. If you are a sucker for details and if you cock craves someone who makes it seem real then call me up. I am running a fabulous masturbation phone sex special all month long!

Masturbation phone sex impregnation: it’s time

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Dear CS–

It has been exactly 26 1/2 days since the last insemination. I know you can be here quickly to make sure your sperm are at the front of the line–your superior sperm with which you and I will create an illegimate lust baby. I know, I know–it is very wrong for us to want this–but nevertheless we do.

In preparation for the next injection I have taken great care to ensure an unimpeded pathway to that little cellular gem deep within my fallopian tubes. I have removed all the hair from my pubic lips–I even took liberties with the bar of soap as I thought about your cock pushing its way deep into my vagina. I thought about how my pussy would clench around you–literally sucking you deeper to get that maximum penetration.

I thought about my legs bent yet spread widely to let you in. Yes, I know it seems wrong that I allowed my husband to ejaculate inside me as well, but that is all the more incentive for you to ram your meaty goodness up inside my very aching and needy cunt.

Oh did I tell you? When we make this impregnation phone sex fantasy together that I want you to literally fuck me so hard that I feel it until the next cycle–that is unless we make magic this time.

So, until I see you in the next 2 days I will be waiting with fingers in my crotch, lustfully teasing apart this pussy in hopes that our impregnation phone sex plans actually foil and I get to have your hard manhood deep inside me again!

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You didn’t know when I sent you on a short drive up the coast to fetch some cash that I’d be busy preparing a little party for my newlywed husband did you? You had no idea the kind of masturbation phone sex call you were going to receive when you selected me, but it soon became clear that I was a hurricane in your mind. I had you eating out of my hand from the moment we said hello.

And so back to that honeymoon–my perverted, dick sucking husband. You came back from that monetary excursion to find me laying in the center of the messed up bed. My legs obviously stretch and my pussy exuding cum. You were shocked to find 8 black guys in the room. I was stroking my pink, swollen clit.

I told you to get undressed–that this honeymoon was just getting started. I know you were a little put off and you hesitated, but you complied. Didn’t you love how I took you through each and ever one of those cocks–TR? Didn’t you feel as if each one were treating you specially–some in your mouth and in your face showering you with man juice. Some up your ass shooting loads of white fuck into your body cavity. Did you love how I sat on your prick and fucked that black cum right down your piss hole? Yeah, we had quite a nasty masturbation phone sex call didn’t we? I can’t wait to do it again.

Masturbation phone sex wake me up

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I’m truly a blessed woman. I have so many men who want to have masturbation phone sex with me I often get to delight in my favorite past time–waking to a wet, nasty orgasm with one of my horny boys. JS and I go back a long way. We usually do twisted phone sex role plays. Unfortunately because my availability can sometimes be limited, JS had waited a few days to get in touch with me. He’s one who never masturbates without me–so he deserves big props for having such a patient cock.

Anyway, I had just taken a nap and was naked under my covers when JS IM’d me and asked me if we could fuck. I said of course–I signed right in–something I am accustomed to doing for some of my favorite horny boys. We just got down to business right out of the gate–he had his tongue buried deep in my pussy. Hearing JS describe how he would lick my folds and suck on my naughty clitoris made me stroke my horny clit. I love masturbating with JS–masturbation phone sex with him is amazing.

I generally get to cum a couple of times because JS always makes sure he covers all the bases–licking my pussy, fingering my ass–allowing me to engulf his prick with my eager dick sucking mouth. The whole 9 yards–I am left wet to the asshole and feeling freshly fucked.

So thank you for being such a loyal masturbation phone sex partner JS. Love ya baby!