I’m sitting in the bar. You see me from across the room. I’m sitting there, sad, because I miss my Bubba. Of course, you don’t know that. You just see a sexy woman, wearing pantyhose and huge fuck-me heels. You have this wicked pantyhose fetish and you can’t take your eyes off me. You imagine how those long , long legs would feel wrapped around your neck, the friction of the silk hose against your skin, as you rub your cock against pink velvet pussy through the crotch of my pantyhose. You feel the rise of your cock within your jeans as you fantasize about me.
I glance your way, my big blue eyes locking upon yours. You look so much like my brother. My pussy does a quick twitch in my panties. I can just imagine fucking you. Maybe you’d even cry out “Oh sissy, I’m cumming.” as you fill my cunt full of juice. My brother had this moan that always sent me over the edge. I wonder what you sound like when you empty your nuts into a woman. I can close my eyes and pretend that James is home from his long distance job. I ask the bartender to send you a drink.
It’s midnight and we’re riding in your truck. Your hand is on my knee, slowly sliding upward. I notice that you seem intrigued with my silky legs. James always loved it when I wore stockings or hose. I stretch my leg out and lay my panty hosed foot right onto your pulsating package. I wiggle my toes and feel your cock answer. I’m so turned on now. My desire is spiraling out of control and begs to be filled.
You quickly pull into a hidden grove. We’re both inflamed now. You push me back on the seat. I’ve already gushed once through the silken web covering my pussy lips. I can’t get my skirt up fast enough. You’re already rubbing your cock back and forth along my legs as you nurse a swollen nipple. I pump back as you reach my hidden treasure. Your pre-cum mingles with my own wetness. I can’t take it anymore. “Fuck me, James,” I moan. You eye me, confused, and then play along.
You grab the crotch of my pantyhose, ripping them enough to access my slit, and fall onto me like a starving beast and ram me without mercy. Pulling out, with a guttural roar, you spew a massive load all over my legs.
Heading back to the bar, I slip off my pantyhose and roll them into a ball. As I slip out of your truck, I stuff them into your jacket pocket. “Don’t forget me,” I whisper. I know you won’t. Until next time…..
Category: Brother / Sister phone sex
Pantyhose Fetish
Mommy Phone Sex Helps You Become a Mother Fucker!
Mommy phone sex stories are fun to share on calls. Last night, I had a guy tell me about his long time lust for his own mommy and how he has struggled to take their relationship to another level. Not all mommies are able to ignore societal views on incest, which is a shame, because I am pretty sure all mommies with sons get turned on by their munchkins at some point in their life; usually when breastfeeding. I tell my mommy friends that mother son relations need to be celebrated. It was only a few decades ago that blacks could not marry whites, so there is hope that soon incest will be accepted as the norm.
I shared with my caller how my incestuous relationship with my three sons went from fantasy to reality. I am a very lucky mommy to have three strapping young mother fuckers. I have a confession to make though. I do wish I had a daughter. A little play mate for my boys and for me, even for you! I do have my adorable young niece, but I want a girl for my very own that I can train for family fucking from the moment she falls out of my pussy. I want my sons to work on knocking me up. Two of them are no longer shooting blanks.
My caller came in his hand at the suggestion I wanted to have a son’s baby. Turns out he has long dreamed about impregnating his mommy. It is a common fantasy. I hope one day in the not so distant future we will look back on incest sex like we did interracial relationships and wonder what the big deal was all about. Until the enlightenment happens however, incest phone sex can help you explore your family fun fantasies and experiences. I want to help you be a mother fucker too.
Mommy Phone Sex Love Letters
Mommy phone sex sluts have the best relationships with their offspring. Incest brings families closer. I mean they didn’t coin the phrase, “Families that play together, stay together,” for nothing. Today, I found an old letter my daughter sent me from college last semester. She knows I am old school and love hand written notes. They seem archaic to the younger generation who grew up in the technology era, but for mature women like me, we still love getting snail mail.
I have the best mommy ever and just wanted you to know how much I miss and love you. I wish you were here. I have a pussy full of black cum. You would be so proud of me. I took on an entire black fraternity house. I let them gangbang me like a dirty little slut. If it was not for you, I would not know how to handle those fat black cocks. When they asked me how I learned to take nigger dick like a porn star, I told them I learned from my mommy! Do you remember that first time? I snuck out of bed when I heard moaning in the living room. You were gagging on this huge chocolate cock. I thought you would be mad that I was spying and rubbing my little cunnie, but you had me come closer so I could learn. I remember you telling me that good little sluts never discriminate against cock. I watched you fuck that big tube steak as I rubbed my bald cunnie. I was so eager to be like you. I was so happy when you let your friend fuck my jailbait pussy. He got so rough with me, but he filled me up with more cum than my brother or daddy ever did! I felt so close to you then. You sat next to me as he pounded my tiny fuck holes and rubbed your mommy pussy. When you licked his cum out of my swollen cunnie, I knew I had the best mommy ever. Both of my fuck holes are filled with cum and sore from my black gangbang. I know if you were here you would guzzle all that cum out of my butthole and pussy. You would make me feel better like the sexy mommy you are. I just wanted to thank you for teaching me that black is good! I love you Mommy. See you soon.
When she came home from work, I had a surprise for her. I invited Jerome over, the very same guy who fucked her tiny teen twat a decade ago. He tag teamed us both, left us full of spunk to lick out of each other like old times. I love having her home for the summer. My pussy is going to be so sad when college is back in session.
Kinky Phone Sex Brother Play
Summer sun, sandy beach, and my big tatas soaking up all of the rays on our balcony. Girl has got to look on point for her sexy doting brother’s right? As one of them comes outside I started to rub tanning oil all over them. Making my skin shine in the sun as he talked to me. I took my hands and rubbed them between my thighs, playing with my pretty puss. I pretended like our conversation was not affecting me physically. It totally was though. I was always hot and ready for my brothers! I flipped over onto my belly and asked him to get my back. What I got next was a shocking surprise!
I yelped as his stuck his big hard cock into my ass hole, using my tanning oil as lubricant. He reached his big meaty hand forward and shoved my face into the lawn chair force fucking my shit hole hard. I grabbed onto the edge of the chair digging my nails into the cheap padding. I screamed into the pillows. I knew that he used the oil, but combined with his speed and force it was not doing the trick. He turned slightly and propped his foot onto the back of my neck lifting my ass and digging his rod in there deep till he was about to cum. He grabbed me by the back of my hair and rammed his cock into my throat, filling my stomach with his load!





















