Mommy phone sex is extremely popular. Especially, if you are a kinky P mommy like me with no limits or taboos. Last night I was stressed. It had just been a chaotic day. My body absorbs tension. My sons could see that mommy was out of sorts, so they pampered me. It was not with their cocks either; although that came later. They wanted to give me a hot oil massage. They even watched some videos that taught them some basic techniques. They turned the dining room table into a massage table. They had new age music playing on the Bose speaker. Scented candles replaced lights. As I laid naked on the table their tiny smooth hands caressed me. The shoulders first, then they worked their way towards my big tits. My youngest son came out of the kitchen with a bowl of something. Hot olive oil. He warmed it up in the microwave to pour on my body. Felt like a warm wave engulfing me. Hands massaged the hot oil into every nook and cranny I had.
I felt my oldest son’s hand between my legs working his way to my pussy. His fingers slid over my swollen pussy mound, parting my outer folds to expose my clit. With one hand, he rubbed my mound, with the other he rubbed my clit. The heated olive oil heightened my arousal. Soon he was working his fingers in and out of my pussy. I was moaning, breathing heavy, but all the tension in my body was escaping me. I could tell that rubbing my body like they were doing had an effect on those boy cocks too. I could see their little dicks twitching under their pants. I started pulling out their boy dicks so I could give back. I oiled up my hands with the warm oil and stroked their peckers. I had two in one hand, one in the other. Soon I had more than just hot oil on my body. I had hot boy batter too. We fucked all oiled up most of the night. All my stress was gone. What wonderful boys I birthed.
