I made a phone sex porn with my oldest son this weekend. He gave me a surprise visit. I had no clue he got a week leave from the military. He never knows when he will get to come home. He is career military. My husband was in on the surprise. He even arranged for his boy and I to have a super hot date night. He secured reservations at an exclusive rooftop restaurant in downtown New York city. My son wore a suit and I wore a sexy dress. I think when we went out, folks thought I was a cougar on a date. Living in such a big city means I can have date nights with my boys, and no one knows who we are. After dinner, we went dancing and had drinks. My husband got us a nice hotel room for the night too. He knows how important mommy and son love is. This was no ordinary hotel room either. It was a penthouse suite with a private roof top lounge. It had the best view of the city too. Sure, it was chilly, but our body heat warmed things up. My son wanted to make a movie of us fucking for his spank bank when he returns to Iraq. I couldn’t say no to that. Our movie might become my phone sex addiction because I will be talking about how hot it was to make a mother son porn for a while. My son is an amazing lover. He licked and fingered my hairy pussy for a solid hour, before he would let me suck his cock. He likes me to cum a few times before he cums once. He fucked my pussy and my ass. He gets sex in Iraq, but its all hookers. None of them can compare to mommy. It was a magical night. We are back home now, but we are going to fuck as much as we can until he has to go back to war.
Category: Phone sex
$$$Million dollar pussy $$$
I have been fucking all my fuck buddies around the family mansion nanny at, My boss been spying on me. The whole place is bugged, and I found out he was personally targeting me by the stuffed teddy in my room. Since he wanted a show, I was going to give him one all over the house. He soon realized I was on to him and must have been shuffling and trying to figure out a way to keep me hush. I would look directly to the lens and I would even wink. After that, he was left paying a fee. After all, I do have expenisvie taste and have been told my golden pussy is a million dollar kind. I like that I had to make no verbal or written agreement to get what I want. It was second nature for him to pay up so he could enjoy the show. Consider this pay per view on demand. My boss keeps me happy because he knows I could ruin him whenever I want.
New Friends
As you both walked into the gallery I noticed her first. When I say that she looked exquisite it is an understatement. She wasn’t dressed provocatively yet there was this errant sexual vibe emanating from her. I fell instantly in lust. You were also very much attractive, but your date was the one who sent the first throb through my pussy. I grabbed another glass of champagne and walked over. You were busy speaking to someone else. She looked clearly out of place. I handed her the glass, she smiled and accepted.
She quickly began to feel at ease. She introduced me to you, both you and the other man gave me appreciative glances. I hooked my arm over hers and told you that I was stealing your date. You laughed, but I was so very serious. Her and I walked around the gallery, taking in the exhibit. She was well versed on the style of art and artist. I was really enjoying my time with her. I asked her if she would like to get coffee sometime. She happily accepted my invitation, as the two of you just moved here. Although you already had acquaintances due to work, she knew no-one.
We sat quietly in the corner talking as you watched us. I made her blush a few times as I brushed a stray strand of hair from the side of her face. She could now tell that I was flirting with her, and to my surprise she flirted back a little bit. She was hesitant, clearly she had never flirted with a woman before. There was such a beautiful innocence about her. You came over, as you could now tell what I was doing. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I whispered to her that she looked stunning.
She looked back at me as you both left. I waited until I was home to text her. I simply texted, “I find you incredibly beautiful, I want to spend time with you.” Then I texted her my address. Within three hours she was there, we quickly made our way to my bedroom. It was her first time with another woman, I took my time. I worshiped every single inch of her. When she left she was breathless and flustered. Imagine my surprise when I received a text from you telling me to stay away from your wife. I will gladly stay away from her, but will she stay away from me? I highly doubt it.
Discreet Phone Sex Story
I understand discreet phone sex. Trust me. I am as discreet as it comes. I met this black man who is famous and married. He was in town for business and staying at this hotel that has a great bar I frequent. It is one of the best NYC bars and hotels. It just happens to be a short walk from my place. I have had many discreet liaisons with famous people there. I understand its just sex. I am happily married too. He bought me a drink and we just clicked. Sometimes chemistry is not there, and sometimes it is. He invited me back to his room. He didn’t want anyone to see us going together because the paparazzi hounds him. I left the hotel but came back an hour later with the room key he slipped me and wearing a blonde wig. Nice thing about living so close is that I could leave and come back a different woman. I rode the elevator up alone, used the passcode to get off on his floor. The elevator opened to his suite. He was waiting for me. He had the hot tub fired up and top shelf champagne ready. All that was nice, but I just wanted his big black cock. That was ready for me too. I showed him how a mature married woman sucks cock. I swallowed a few loads of his hot black spunk before we fucked a few more times in the hot tub. We had some electric chemistry between us. It was better than even my hottest phone sex call. I thought I might prune from being in the water so long, but that was not a problem. He told me he loved putting his 10-inch cock in my hairy MILF pussy. I loved it too. We both came so many times, we passed out in his bed. I didn’t intend to spend the night, but he left first and told me to order room service and a massage, so I did. I left discreetly a few hours later knowing I would only see him again on TV. I think now every time I see one of his movies, my pussy will purr.
Phone Sex Sluts on a College Campus
I love being a phone sex slut. This is the perfect job for a slut wife. I consider my blogs like my diary. I can look back on them and jog my memory about my naughty exploits over the years. My daughter enjoys hearing about my slut exploits. She is 18 now and in her first year of college. She misses our freaky fun, but she is having fun at college. I visited her over the weekend. We had the intention of spa time. Facials, massages and mani / pedis were planned, but we got trashed and banged college boys instead. We were at Starbucks getting some lattes when these frat boys hit on us. One boy was more into me. He had a MILF thing clearly, but your milf phone sex addiction works in my favor. I love a young cock. They had an apartment near by, so we left with them. It was a total collage pad. I had not seen a place like that since I was in college in the 80s. Just mattresses on the floor. I was cool with that. I have fucked in worse places. As long as I got some college cock, I didn’t care if I was fucking in an alley. My daughter and I got high and fucked a couple college seniors for almost 24 hours. They never met women like us. We swallow, we take it in the ass and when they are recuperating, we enjoy eating each other’s pussy. Plus, most college campuses are full of college coeds, not their mothers. These boys got to cross off banging a mother and daughter off their bucket lists. I am back home now, but missing my daughter something fierce. She is going to grow up to be a sex addict just like her momma.
I Am Never Out Of Your League
Most men whom I run into in the outside world have a hard time approaching me. I am not sure what it is about me that scares them so much, but I honestly have a hard time finding dates. I have had very long periods in my life where I have been without a significant other. It can get pretty lonely. It also doesn’t help that I am a workaholic. Between here and my other job I have very little time to engage in a relationship with someone. Especially a new relationship where it is imperative that you spend time with the other person so your relationship can grow.
That is why once I do find myself enamored with someone I do all I can to make them happy. I tend to have longer relationships due to this. I have never been one to be with someone for only a month or two. My friends think that I have such a hard time finding someone because of the way I look and carry myself. I am very confident, well educated, articulate, and strong. They say all that wrapped up together can be very intimidating, plus I look like I would be high maintenance. Which I am not. One of my very favorite things to do is go camping for weeks at a time. I am talking hiking into an area, setting up camp, then just relaxing. I am not afraid to get dirty.
I suppose if I tried harder then I could have someone, but those who I have found lately lack substance. They are either consumed with what they own, money, or themselves. I do not like when a man tries to impress me with material things that he might own. Those types of things are nice, but not necessary. I already have nice things, and I certainly have my own hard earned money. I really am not into bragging about those things. I think it is low class to brag about what you have, or being a douche about it. I love men who are honest, who have empathy, who have kind and generous hearts and are not above helping out those less fortunate without the need for congratulations when they do so.
I guess if I can find someone who isn’t threatened by my looks, my job, my money or my life then it would make me a very happy girl. Perhaps you are that one, and even though due to work we cannot have a real time relationship, that doesn’t mean we cannot forge an online one. Please do not take that to mean I want you leave your wife, or I will move to be with you, that will not happen. However, what it does mean is that you will always have someone who is truly interested in you as a person, someone who listens to you, someone who really enjoys spending time with you. I think deep down we all want that.
This Phone Sex Whore Knows How to Stay Warm
I love being a phone sex whore. Guys know I am down to fuck. I was at a cougar club last night looking to heat things up in this arctic vortex we are trapped in. New York City is cold in the winter, but this is even colder than usual. I took a taxi into Manhattan for some night life. For the city that never sleeps, the streets were bare. No one wants to go out in sub zero weather, but I was horny. I had gone almost 24 hours without dick and that was like some sort of record for me. I told myself if my favorite cougar club was dead, I’d fuck the bartender. I didn’t really care who I fucked at that point. I just needed dick. Big or small, my pussy was hungry. When I walked into the place, all eyes were on me. I was the only woman in the place. Now, it wasn’t packed. Maybe 10 guys plus the staff, but that was plenty to feed my hungry cunt. I started to buy a drink, but the bartended told me women drink for free. I have been there before, that was just an artic vortex special because I was the only chick in the place. I did a few shots as the men swarmed me. I wasn’t sure who to fuck, so I asked to see their cocks. Then I decided, what the hell, the place was dead, and we are having some record colds, why not do them all. You only live once, right? My hairy pussy got fed, many times. None of the guys had small dicks. None of them had drunk dick either. All I did was chug cock and do shots of Fireball. I got warmed up on both ends. I’m pretty sure, I left cum stains on the back of the cab seat.
Let Me Keep You Warm
Wowzers! I cannot believe how cold it is outside. Right now I am sitting here listening to music, cup of hot tea by my side while sitting in front of my fireplace. I have my comfy blanket draped over me and I am spending time with you. Oh how I wish I could really have you by my side. You and I just here on my sofa, your arm around me as I put my head on your shoulder. You and I watching the flames dance while we listen to the soothing crackle of the fire. How delicious does that sound?
They say the best way to get warm is skin on skin contact. I am thinking that is exactly what would happen between you and I. Pressing my warm body against yours. Which would turn into kissing, touching, and then finding ourselves making love in front of the glowing fire. Your cock would feel absolutely amazing as it slips into me. Not wanting the moment to end too quickly, you move slowly. your chest pressed against mine. I can feel your warm breath on my neck as my nails run up and down your back.
Neither of us says a word, we just move together, clinging to each other as the heat between us builds. You get up on your hands to look down at me. I reach up and touch your face, pulling you downward so I can kiss your soft lips. I feel you quicken your stride, your thrusts become harder, you pull back so that you can look into my blue eyes as you cum deep inside of me. You lay down on top of me once more, pressing your face against my breasts, holding onto me, allowing the warmth to linger between us.
I think I would very much enjoy a day like that with you. I hope you would love a day like that with me as well. Stay warm and stay safe.
Fetish Phone Sex for Prostate Milking
I have a fetish phone sex story for you. I went to the doctor for my yearly female exam this week. The Physician’s Assistant was a cute young man. He made my pussy wet, so I flirted shamelessly. I have no shame. He flirted back harder which shocked me because he was at work. We had some sexually charged flirting and the next thing I knew, we were naked, and I was giving him a prostate exam. Me, the housewife, giving the PA a rectal exam. I played doctor as a young school girl, but clearly, I am no doctor, except maybe a doctor of love. I have given many a prostate exam, but this was the first time I gave one to a medical professional. I had him on the exam table. I slipped a finger up his ass and started stroking his cock. I was milking him in the exam room. A slut wife and a young PA got freaky in the doctor’s office. I drained his balls completely. I didn’t use a rubber grove. I am a phone sex milf, not a proctologist. It didn’t last long because we could have been busted anytime. He had a nice cock, so I gave him my number. I am hoping the next time, his balls drain into my pussy.
My Phone Sex # is Anything Goes Always
My phone sex # is an anything goes number. I know some phone sites have taboos and limits but not here. Not with me. I love things dirty and nasty. I am the black sheep of my social circle. I came from money and I married money, but I have the thoughts and actions of a trailer trash whore. I’m even educated, an Ivy league school too. I just don’t believe in societal norms. I do what is normal for me and that is fuck. I was diagnosed as a young girl as a nymphomaniac. The shrinks would call me a sex addict now. I never wanted to be cured. I was at a social gathering last week. I looked the part. I had tea and helped plan a fundraiser with some bored, rich trophy wives, but my mind was elsewhere. It was with the teen hunk in the house. He was the hostess’s son. He was home from college for the weekend. He was eyeballing me too. When no one was looking, I slipped him my number. He came over later that night and got some Milf pussy. I was his first older woman. He had a big dick. I was surprised his mother had not jumped on his cock before. He told me he has hit on many of her friends and got nowhere. Well, he just never met the right MILF until now. We fucked on my couch reverse cowgirl, so he could see my hairy pussy in the mirror over the fireplace. I wanted to see his long dick going in and out of me too. I love watching myself get fucked. He fucked my ass too. He was over for a couple hours. He promised me what I always promise my callers, discreet phone sex. I assured him I don’t care who knows I fucked him. He is legal age and I am proud to be a dirty sex addict. He is going to send me some of his friends.