You know I love playing my role as an incestuous mommy who is a sex addicted whore, right? Well I do! I love having all kinds of dirty addiction related fun and to just get into some dirty kinky incest phone sex. You will always have my full attention. What makes you hard gets my clit throbbing hearing about it from you.
It’s such a refreshing thing when I get a caller that has such a hot fucking story that he gets me all wet over and I have to go to fucking town to get off after we hang up. Yep, I really get into this shit and hearing the excitement in your voice makes me smile. Therapy is often very physical as it is a total mind fuck as well. I will listen and inject if you like or just listen. When your done and need me to taunt you, tease you or just simply question you until I bring you to that glorious point, I’m on it.
Many ask if I really get into this and if I have actually had incestuous relations within my family, and that is Yes. I grew up in a openly sexual family. We had some interesting family reunions and are very close in sharing. When I say sharing I do mean our partners, spouses, offspring etc.. we like to stay close. With that kind of bonding amongst our
family our choices in who we bring in is a very important one. For instance you will have to be open to fucking my mother and my offspring.
One of my first real relationships was really hot and we experimented everything to do with sex and he was extremely grateful that I had a family of willing participants in some of our erotic journeys. We also got into me luring a stranger to our hotel room from the lounge and my lover would just watch. He watched as I got fucked by this complete stranger. He was a black man with a massive cock and Jeff (my lover) was so fucking turned on watching me take that massive black dick.
Well, that was a little taste of what fun we can have…
Have you ever been forced to attend some form of sexoholics support group? It was suggested to me once by an ex and I thought it sounded awesome (I was really young and was just discovering how much I loved sex and masturbation). I kinda thought it was like something else I guess, like a big orgy *shrug*. Well then I listened some some of these folks, and wow.
So, that experience sort of played in a role of me taking on this sort of thing for a living. I found I was curious in all the sexual deviance and the not so deviant just well interesting. Let me assure you that I am so completely open minded on all things sex and fetish related. My eye’s were opened and I became so very promiscuous in my sexual prowess and intrigue. Yeah, intrigued.
So, in my “research”, um casual sex encounters, often with total strangers, occasionally with a co-worker, or someone that worked in the same highrise downtown office building in midst of trade show central. So yes often trade show attendees buyers, manufacturers etc.. many fine encounters. Hanging at one of the bars in the two block vicinity to prey upon.
I was bad at one point I actually hooked up with a few total freaks borderline serial types. It excited me flirting with men and getting super sexual then move on. I’m a whore in all meaning of the word. My sexual appetite is wild for super taboo subjects and your stories of incest.
Bring this sexual deviant your darkest dirtiest naughtiest stories.
Your visiting me and it will only be the two of us all week. You were so nervous the first night you stayed with me. I’ll admit I was pretty devious in seducing you. What am I to do with the knowledge that you have snuck into my room and played in my lingerie drawers. You would sniff my panties and rub them on your face, and you got more ambitious and started rubbing them on your dick. You love the feel of my panties against your dick so much you actually came in one pair.
Now you have had a chance to feel my breasts, suck on them and see my pussy. I bet when I seduce you tonight you won’t be able to get enough. You are so going to be my naughty sex addict nephew. I had to make sure that we do not get disturbed while we’re together, and lock all the doors. I come into your room and slide into bed behind you. My hand finds your little man to be all nice and grown and oh how hard your cock was.
I stroked you a little and then slid out of your bed. I leaned over and asked you to follow me if you want more. You followed your hard on right into my arms. My nephew, you are my favorite fuck toy. You can cum in me anytime.
As a therapist I come across many situations, and more often there’s a young man with a crush. Guilty as charged for allowing some of these crushes to escalate to sex. You can’t very well blame me all THAT much, after all I AM a sex therapist amongst the other forms. We all have needs and sometimes I can’t help but become entrenched in a young mans fantasy and desire for this older sexy woman. I’m the woman these men share intimate details with so in a way it is to be expected and completely natural.
One session this striking young man was in my office and he had this edge to him, (and a huge fucking cock). It was the very edginess he displayed that had me wanting this one. As we progressed with our session and I sat closer to him as we discussed more intimate issues. Without a bat of an eye I was ready to address this detail head on.
I leaned in closer to gage his reaction, as I moved my hand up his thigh. He tensed up a little and I moved away asking if he minded my hand on his leg. He was so cute and nervous, and this was the precise thing we were working on. As he nodded that it was ok, I took notice of a growing bulge in his pants. He was just as endowed as I expected.
How would you like to assist me in taking this scene to the next level? Is he actually an animal that ravishes me once I made the first move? Or is he gentle and submissive at first but heats up as we go?
When it’s cool and gloomy there is nothing better than staying in bed. Snuggled up in my comfy bed naked between silk sheets and only thing missing is YOU. To hear your voice on the other end of the phone as you tell me all about what you have been fixated on. I want to listen to your dirty secrets.
You need me to be there for you as you have some naughty things on your mind you just can’t share with anyone. I’m not anyone, I am your secret keeper and your accomplice of dirty roleplays. My mind is fairly twisted and i have heard it all. You can be comfortable with me and bare it all. Let me in, and we will both enjoy the ride.
I grew up in a household that allowed for sexual openness and with swinger parents. My introduction to self exploration started young and my mother was wonderful in assisting me in understanding my body. My dad was eager to teach me about the male body and desires. I had wonderful teachers in life and in not judging the peculiar tendencies of some men.
Maybe you have something at the edge of your mind that keeps prodding you to try something different. There is a desire you have and feel you can’t express it to your lover. You have wanted to explore this other side of you but just can not quite get your mind around it. I am here and completely understand the complicating circumstances of some of these desires.
Just let me in and we can explore these things. Allow your inhibitions to settle a little as you open up to me. I want to be your confident, and maybe I can play accomplice to your deepest darkest wants and needs. I promise I wont tell.
Adult babies can relax and talk openly to me. This need you feel for being nurtured and the praise of being a good boy is natural. Mommy Lynn is here to coddle you and make you feel so loved. My big boy will be comforted at mommy’s milky breasts.
The warmth and comfort you feel all nice and diapered up. Your sweet bottom nice and padded by your sweet rustling diadee. I know you feel so secure when your warm soft diaper is encasing your waist. You rub against the folds as your pee-pee likes the way the diaper rubs it. My sweet boy gets so excited when he goes poo poo in his diaper, doesn’t he? Mommy coos you about the icky smelly mess you just made in your diaper. You enjoy the mushy warmth of your poopy diaper don’t you? Oh, but boy do you cry and fuss when that poopy starts to get cold!
You’re so sweet when you let mommy change that icky poo soiled diaper. Letting mommy wipe your little bottom and put a fresh warm diaper under you and a sprinkle of powder on that sweet bottom. Mommy’s boy is such a good little diaper lover.
Today I had an interesting session, with a woman. This woman Marilyn is the mother of my stepsons friend. Evidently she overheard the boys talking about me and how much they loved fucking me. Well she was curious as to who was taking her boys lust from mommy.
So, Marilyn came to my office bringing her son along. Us two mommy’s talked a little and compared notes about the boy’s. She realized she was more interested in seeing me naked and to see me with her son. I had called my step son in and we had the two boys undress. Marilyn came over to me and started to feel me up.
The two of us undress and looked each other up and down while the boys watched and growing hard. Marilyn and I started making out and ravishing each other’s body. Our sons watched on eager. Marilyn invited her son over and ordered him to fuck me.
Watching as the two sons fucked my slut holes and I worked my tongue between Marilyn’s pussy lips. I licked and sucked her until she squirted all over my mouth. We continued this incestuous orgy of family desires for a few more hours.
Cream filled and satisfied that I was doing good for all involved she left and promised we would get together again. Meanwhile my stepson had a huge surprise for mommy and there was the football team awaiting to fuck me. We discussed this before and I sent him out to bring Marilyn back since I could use a sexy MILF to assist all these young hard cocks.
By the time the Football team was finishing up Marilyn told me her husband has been cuckolded this last year and loves to hear about her exploits and clean her cum filled cunt out.
Never a dull moment when my clit is consistently aroused and the need to cum continuously is all i think about. It’s not some made up syndrome, the persistent arousal syndrome is very real. In the beginning it was awesome, as I was exploring sex and the ability to stay aroused and cum over and over again made me popular in a career of porn. It wasn’t enough though, as years went by it started over taking my daily life and all I could do is masturbate.
There was a point when I had become pregnant and the arousal and need for fucking became amplified. I started working with a scientist and we started concocting some various potions and supplements that would genetically modify my offspring to be the much needed sex slave. Mommy’s incestuous needs were fed with the birth of a modified male that was enhanced well beyond their years in the area of his genitalia and muscle content of his little body. He was sculpted to perfection and became all mommy needed every day.
As a mommy to a fine piece of science I maintained the modified male with ongoing nutrients from my breast milk to allow this little being I created to stay appropriately nourished for my own pleasures. To have this genetic mutation offspring available for my pleasure 24/7 was a dream come true for a dirty p-sex incestuous mommy. We had a bond that could not be broken and the size of mommy’s pleasure slaves cock was immensely satisfying.
My offspring and me have very little need to leave the house for days on end. The versatility of our modified bodies allows us to store the needed nutrients and to continually recycle them in our connections and feedings. Him suckling my enhanced milk, and me becoming filled with his fortified cum. We exist for one another and this p-sex incestuous connection between a mother and her genetically modified son is strong.
I love the way you guys share all your kinky confessions with me, and I even share mine! There is never a lull in my mind as to all kinds of dirty fun that crosses my mind while I listen to you. We share our kinky moments and we both really seem to enjoy our calls. I wouldn’t have any other way except served with an extra goopy layer of more kink.
Don’t you just love how wet I get when we play together and how deep I finger my pussy? I absolutely love hearing in your voice how excited your getting and how close you are to coming with me. We get so worked up over some of the naughtiest incestuous goodness. It’s a real pleasure to be here and to assist you and any of those other dirty men out there that want to join me I’m always ready for another dirty mind to taste.
The way my father used to come into my room as I grew up has made me appreciate the closeness that families can have, and to become so open minded to. There were many things my daddy taught me and even more that were taught to me by my mother, and I strongly believe they made me the deviant gal that I am. The inability to be satisfied by simple fucking has opened up many other paths to pleasure.
What are some of the things that mommy taught you? Did your father play a role in your exploration and sexuality? It doesn’t have to mean you and your dad had relations of any sorts it could simply be that your dad bought you your first hooker. Maybe your dad and you shared your mom. Or could it possibly be that your dad had your girlfriend before you did, or did the two of you enjoy her together… I would love to hear what role your dad played in your exploration…
A dirty mind should never be kept completely hidden nor be wasted on the unimaginative. If you feel you can’t share what weighs on your mind that is far from vanilla, think again. My mind is always wandering and believe it or not many things that are shared with me, have often crossed my mind already. Some confessions served up to me I have heard before *wink*. Sometimes even I know what your going to say or where the conversation is headed before it passes your lips. I’m not psychic, I’m just that good at reading a dirty mind.
It’s so cute when a guy gets all nervous with me, and even cuter when they tell me I’m not vanilla enough. Hey, I never claimed to be vanilla, and never claimed I wasn’t vanilla either. Dirty minds often think alike and are on a certain shared field of thought.
One night I was hanging at the bar and flirting with this corporate manager type. We ended up wandering through the closed shop area of a downtown high rise and I ended up getting a piggyback ride by this guy up the escalator and into his office. We make out pretty heavily in there and do a little coke. Then out of nowhere this guy was all worried I was too freaky for him! I wasn’t very keen on what exactly Vanilla stood for and he was all I’m just vanilla I don’t like any of that weird stuff. Now, that’s when it really hit me, I truly exude a sexuality and a ravishing appetite for the most primal experience. I have a feeling he didn’t think he could satisfy my hunger well enough, oh well, his loss.
Now if you fear I can’t handle what you have, think again, and bring it on big boy *wink*
