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I felt you spasm inside of me and I knew that I had won. Being able to hold back an orgasm is a great thing when it comes to sex. Every girl needs a good hard pussy pounding and a mind blowing orgasm. Not one wants a poke n squirt. I’ve been working on your cock control for the past few weeks. You were a minute man whose cock lasted a few strokes before you were panting and blowing that load. Totally useless to me, I must admit, but you were young and willing to try. I decided to start you on a regime of cock control, erotic hypnosis, and edging. I start with a long slow blowjob, taking you into my mouth and teasing you, swirling my tongue around that fat head, licking your nuts as I stroked you with my hand. Every time I felt those balls draw up tight, I stopped. We started with 10 minutes of edgeplay and had worked up to 30. I was so proud of my son.
Yes, my son, my very own fucktoy since he was a boy. Mommy thought it was cute when he was young, the way he couldn’t control himself when he touched my pussy. He’d poke his young cock into my pussy or between my tits and almost immediately blow his load. If you are experiencing this same problem and you need a kind mommy to help you become a man, then give me a call.
All I want for Christmas is to take a ride around the world with P-Santa and help him visit all the little ones. I bet Santa loves it when they sit on his big fat lap. I imagine Santa sitting there with a big hard cock throbbing as they squirm on his lap. Tight little asses giving him a lapdance and innocently rubbing tiny cunnies against his hands as he lifts them up. No young one is gonna complain when Santa’s big thumb slides right against tender pussy or little boy nuts. Santa gets to feel young bums clad in silky leotards sliding down his knee. You know he imagines sliding a finger or two in some juicy young slit. Yes, I wanna be Santa’s elf accomplice and offer to take the little ones back to his special Santa’s Wonderland. Some special little boy and girl get to go back there at the end of the night while their parents shop. I’ll watch Santa bounce them on his lap. Then we’ll take off their clothes to dress them up as mini elves, just so we can see puffy little nipples, bald pussies, and soft boy cocks. If they have been good, Santa will reward them with a taste of his candy cane. I’ll enjoy forcing little heads down onto his cock as he chokes them. Of course they’ll never tell because Santa knows where they live. Bad little brats get their punishment. Santa loves violating little assholes and promises we’ll be back to get some more if they are bad again. I’ve rubbing my pussy through my elf suit while I watch Santa get his Christmas fix. I’m thinking about telling Santa that I’ve been a bad little girl too and maybe he’ll slide me some candy cane. I can’t wait to bring my own grandbrats here to see Santa. He will have so much fun with my well-trained girls. They’ll be getting extra presents for sure. Ho Ho Ho.
Watching all of the bitches running off to Black Friday sales, leaving their men home alone and horny. Makes it easy for a slut like me to step up and take over. I decided to walk over to my next door neighbors house after I saw his wife and her family leave to go shopping. He answered the door in his boxers and his eyes almost bugged out, seeing me there in a short skirt, thigh highs, and much cleavage on display. He invited me in, offering me a drink. I could tell that he was lonely and neglected. I placed my hand on his thigh as we talked and could see the bulge grow in his boxers. “Jim, when was your last blow-job.” I laughed. He blushed, all embarrassed. “That long?” I said, taking his cock outta his shorts. He didn’t even try to stop me. I took his purple headed beast into my mouth as he reached into my hair, urging me to take more. I licked his big hairy balls and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. It took him minutes to blow his load into the back of my throat. He was gasping heavily as I stood up to leave. “Next time, I’ll show you these.” I lifted my shirt to reveal my huge tit and saw him lick his lips. “Or maybe if you can handle it, I’ll give you some of this.” I revealed my hairy cunt. I smiled at him and I was gone.
Now, I’m back in my living room, drinking a glass of wine, watching these idiots on TV. The moral of my story: Don’t leave your leftovers sitting out cause some other slut might think they are a buffet and help herself. I know Jim is having a very Happy Thanksgiving. I can’t wait to feel his big dick penetrating my hairy cunt. You keep on shopping, bitch. Your leftovers were a feast for me!!! And now it’s time for my grandbrats to come over. And granny is sooooo horny.
Let’s play Granny and the Indian Chief. Being of Cherokee blood myself, I can joke about Indians without disrespect. I have this fantasy about you as an Indian warrior. Young, strong, virile. Able to capture the heart and ravage the pussy of any maiden you choose. Indian braves didn’t have to date a woman. They were beasts who took their lust out on the nearest outlet, be it a young girl or an elderly woman. You enjoyed the right to sow your seed deep in an unwilling vagina, impregnating her with your sperm.
When I was captured as a young woman, no Indian man had ever seen tits like mine. They were seen as mystical objects of Indian folklore. This gave me special priviledges of my own. Even as a grandmother, no man would turn me away if I beckoned. He believed that I had the ability to steal his essence.
You were one of my braves. I crawled into your teepee that night, as you clenched your eyes shut. I reached under your loincloth, feeling your tomahawk hardening. You gasped as my mouth came down on your warstick, engulfing it, pulling it into my hot mouth. I bobbed on it, licking your balls, as you moaned in pleasure and in fear. It only took minutes until you were pouring your man juice deep in my throat, making my own pussy gush. I leaned over you and whispered in your ear. “Later. I shall ride you like a stallion.” I took your finger and pushed it deep in my sloppy old pussy, and then to your mouth, making you taste me. I felt you shudder beneath me as your cock began to rise again. I howled at the moon with the power I knew I had. It was time to move on to another teepee.
Don’t worry Canadian soldiers. You aren’t forgotten. This hot granny just loves her Canadian men. My late husband was a Canadian military man who fought in WWII. I’m hoping to hear from some hot boys in uniform today.
Let me share my story with you. My husband was a much older man who married me when I was just a brat. He liked that young pussy and big tits. He was intent on breeding me the first time he got into my virgin panties. He had this really huge horsecock. I mean, I thought he’d split me in half when he first shoved it inside of my girlie cunny. I screamed out, “Daddy, you’re hurting me.” but that just made him fill me with a gushing, impregnating load of sperm. As a teen bride with young ones, I got bored. I would never cheat on him but I was so horny. I started teaching my own spawn to please Mommy. As I got older, Daddy found out and together we shared them. Young cock for me. Cunny for him. They were some horny young ones, born and bred to fuck. It was a family affair. After his death, I continued the tradition, raising a whole crew of little fuckers. Wouldn’t you love to come share with me? My experienced little whores will please you in every way. You can share your own Mommy fantasies and desires with me. I never judge. Come make Mommy rub her pussy as we explore your secret cravings for the perverted and forbidden.
I invite you sexy Canadians to come play the American phone sex way..where mommies are whores with big tits and her brats are willing to serve in every way.
I’m thinking about a Halloween party this year. One of those kind where you wear a costume and keep your identity secret. It makes things so much hotter. I finger my pussy as I fantasize about it.
I see you across the room. You are dressed as Wolfman, wearing a furry cape and a demonic fanged mask. I’m an ice queen, in layers of white satin and taffeta with a veil covering my face. I motion for you to follow me to a back room. You come up behind me and I feel you cup my tits. I moan as I feel your cock against my skin and I go to my knees to worship it. My lips part as I take you into my mouth. The big bulbous head is throbbing already as you pump it into my throat. “Fuck me, beast.” I beg. You yank me to my feet and skin me around, roughly. You bend me over, lifting my skirt, and push my panties to one side. I hear you breathing heavily as you ram 10 inches of veiny meat into my wet gash. I’m being fucked by an animal, a furry monster. I can feel your knot within me as you hump me. I can take no more. The feel of your furry nuts against my skin as you use me like a bitch in heat sends me over the edge. “Oh, Wolfie. Your big penis feels so good. Give your Queen some cum.” I hiss.
Your stroke becomes erratic as your cock bursts inside of my wet gash. You grip my hips tightly and howl at the moon as you shoot gobs of beast-goo deep inside of me.
I smile as I head back to the party, feeling a drop of slime run down my inner thigh. Time to find me a sissy to clean up this mess. Happy Howl-o-weenie.
I caught my grandson rummaging in my panty drawer today. I asked him what the hell he was doing and he said ” Grammy, I wanna be a girl for Halloween and you are the sexiest girl I know.” What could I say to the little bastard? I decided to help him become a sissy boy. I had always suspected that he had feminine ways.
I picked out a frilly top and mini skirt and a pair of slutty heels. We had fun trying to stuff one of my bras for him to wear. Next, I did his make-up and hair. Damned if the little fucker didn’t make one sexy whore. My evil mind wanted to pimp him out. With his tight little body and virgin ass-pussy, he was worth a fortune to my P-friends. My imagination got carried away as I imagined introducing him to his first cock, showing him the proper way to eat man-meat. I’d get on my knees and lick that little asshole until it was good and sloppy before allowing some older man to pop his butt-cherry. My fingers slid into my pussy as I pictured him being penetrated. “Oh Gram, that feels so good.” he’d moan, as a fat penis rammed him hard. I’d place him on his back, push his legs back and allow you to slide into that boy-cunt. His penis would be standing straight up and I’d reach out to stroke it while your meatstick slid back into his slippery hole. Soon you’d both be moaning as you filled up his cum dumpster and he shot his cum unto his belly.
And like a good Grammy, I’d be there to clean up the mess, lovingly lapping the jizz from both of you.
Wow, what a Halloween dream!!! I can’t wait until he gets home from trick-or-treating tonight. We’ll explore this need to be a sissy and see where it goes. My pussy is twitching just thinking about it. Care to share in the treats?
I whooped me some boy ass last night. You greedy little fucker. I had already given you several pairs of old panties to play with and what do I find you doing? Stealing my pretty new ones. Granny caught you red-handed wearing one pair with 2 more set aside in a pile. Now, I tolerate your boy-slut ways, but you need a lesson.
I roughly threw you face down on the bed, and using my hand, I began to bust that ass. You squirmed and begged like a pathetic bitch and my hand began to hurt. I was so fucking mad that I grabbed my vibrator. You saw the twinkle of evil in my eyes when I turned it on and you begged even more. “Please, Gram, I’ll be good. No more panties.”
“Too late, little one. You wanna be a girlie. I’ll teach you.” I licked the large vibe and pulled down your panties. Your cute round ass was at my mercy. I pushed it in suddenly, enjoying your cries of pain. Your rectum was filled with 9 inches of thick meat. I began to pump it furiously, goading you. “You like being a slut, Billy. Get you some cock.”
After a few more cries, you began to move, taking it deeper, liking your punishment way too much. I could feel your swollen cock through the satin panties, jabbing into my thighs. And then you gushed, right through the silkiness and all over Grandma’s thigh. Feeling your wetness, my granny pussy convulsed too.
Do you have panty desires and need the punishment of a real grandmother? This older mom loves her grown up panty boys and welcomes them to be part of the family. Don’t be shy. Come take your medicine.
Granny’s looking for her little Goo-Goo boy tonight. Surely, someone out there needs the loving touch of a granny. I’ve raised my own brats and I want that special one to adopt as my own precious boy. He must be obedient or be ready for good old fashioned discipline. Granny doesn’t do time-outs. She does wooden spoons, paddles, and a belt.
Are you wearing your diaper, young man? Did you make a stinky mess in your pull-ups? Granny will clean-up you all up, wash your nasties, and put clean ones on. Now, let granny make you feel all better. I lovingly slide my hand into your diap-diap and stroke your hard boy-nub. Oh, my. Baby was horny. He made a big mess in my hand. Let me lick it off. Young cum keeps me young and I can’t get enough.
Now suck my huge titties while gammy slides her hand into her panties. Mmmm, harder baby. Get all of that milk. My boys should have full bellies and empty balls. And when you wake up, angel, gammy will teach you what to do with that big boy cock.
Whether you need a mommy or a granny, I have more experience. Let me help make your AB/DL experience feel like reality.
Think back to when you were just a boy with a fat throbber between your legs. Pussy was a mystery to you. You started to imagine women with no clothes. Hell, even your own sweet mama started to look hot. All you wanted was just a chance to touch a pussy. Lord knows you tried to touch your baby sisters and your girl cousins. Given a chance you would’ve fucked your boy cousins in the ass, too. All you wanted was to feel that wetness on your little weenie.
I guess you needed a mommy like me. If you had been my son, I’d have jumped on that pecker of yours the first time it popped a boner. A good mommy should always train her sons. I see the way you look at your own mom and if she bent over for you, you’d gladly pump her mommy pussy full of boy cum. Believe me, mommy knows that you are curious and that you’ve been jerking off into her panties, leaving them all cummy in the hamper. Once I even dipped my finger into your gooey leftovers and tasted your cum, right from your mom’s panty crotch.
So, today I’m your mommy. Come tell me everything that you wanted to tell your own mom. Tell me how she turned you on when she wore pantyhose to church and how you borrowed them afterward to knot around your balls and pull them tight. You even put them on and wore them yourself, loving the feel against your skin. Share with me how you took mommy’s vibrator from her drawer and sucked it just to taste her juice and then jacked yourself off 3 times just thinking of it in her pussy. You even came on it, hoping to knock mommy up with your own sperm.
Yes, I know what a little perv you are and how much you crave mama’s love, but I don’t mind. I love young boys very much. I want to hear you talk to me in your best little boy voice and tell me exactly what you want to do with me. I’ll be playing with my incest mommy pussy as you tell me your dirtiest secrets and desires. We’ll both have a sloppy, wet good time.