Sadie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 222
Inasmuch as we wanted to spice up our sex life, my husband and I signed up for a swinger’s website. Just the search alone is already paying off with thrilling results. In fact, I never suspected how excited my husband would be at the thought of watching me fuck someone else and more surprising I felt exactly the same way. Inevitably my pussy would grow wet and needy as we looked at the different pictures of available couples to choose from.
Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394
I was laying in bed, late at night, thinking sexy thoughts and rubbing my pussy. (I hadn’t cum in a while, and needed to bad.) Nothing was really doing it for me, not porn or erotica. Started thinking of my hot sister, Sadie, some but it just wasn’t scratching that itch. My mind wandered back to my stripping days and what it would be like if I was still on that stage today, and then my fantasy started to develop…
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My son came home for a visit and brought his girlfriend with him. She is a beautiful girl. We talked well into the evening and had a wonderful time. They went to bed a little early tired from their trip. My husband went to bed soon after that. I was left alone to think about how much my little boy had grown. He had turned into a handsome young man. I felt an odd sort of jealousy when I thought about him and his new girlfriend. I supposed it wasn’t that unusual for a mother to be jealous of another woman taking her place in her son’s life and tried not to examine it anymore than that.
I decided I should probably go to bed myself. As I made my way down the hall I heard moaning coming from his bedroom. I stopped a little shocked and embarrassed that I could hear them having sex. Then the oddest thing happened I began to get excited. My mind provided the images of my son fucking his girlfriend as I leaned against the wall just outside his room. Then I noticed that the door was open just a crack. Should I shut it? What if he saw me shutting it that would just make things awkward.
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Just got off the HOTTEST two girl call and want to share it.
I am your new Mom, having recently married your dad, who is quite a bit older than me. The marriage is great except for one thing….sex. I don’t get any! At thirty I need more than just a few times a month, which is about all I am getting, and why you and I find ourselves in a difficult position now. Well, difficult for me anyway.
But before I explain what is happening now, let me tell you what I did to get us here.
Read moreStep Mom Becames Neighborhood Whore Part 1 – Phone Sex
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I sat in the dark in the living room with a bottle of wine in the red lace and velvet lingerie I had put on to surprise my husband. He had chosen to sleep rather than being excited by my surprise. I’m sure he had his reasons but as I sat there having my 3rd glass of wine, they were becoming less important to me. I began to let the anger take over. The 4th glass and I was ready to take my revenge. I sat there wishing that another man would walk through that front door and silently vowed that I would fuck him whoever it was. I would be a dirty, nasty slut for that man. I would do things to him that my husband could never dream of doing.
I let my imagination run wild while I finished off the bottle. Then the door did open. I couldn’t believe it. My son, all grown and every inch a man came through the doorway. “Mom? Why are you sitting in the dark?†he asked and turned on the light.
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“If he weren’t my son, I would be trying to fuck him myself!†I said to my girlfriend one evening on the phone. We were talking about how much he had grown up while he was away and how delicious he was when he came back. I saw the way all the women in my circle looked at him. There was no doubt in my mind that when they were fucking their husbands they were thinking about my son. Honestly I was doing the same so I couldn’t blame them at all.
I jumped a foot when I heard my son’s voice behind me. His hands began to massage my shoulders. It sent chills through my body. His hands were so warm and strong and with the thoughts that were already in my mind I felt myself becoming more aroused. I told my friend I had to get off the phone my son was home. She was not helpful saying give him a kiss for me, a big, hot, wet one.