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I have a caller who was telling me how he’s had mom fantasies his whole life but lately, it’s consumed him. To the point where every woman he dates he needs to be his mommy in and out of the bedroom. So he had me get into the role of his mommy.
I would treat him like a little brat and order him around while he would be wearing mommy’s dirty panties. When she notices they are getting a little wet since he got a little too excited and had pre-cum flowing out of his cock.
Mommy can’t help when she’s near a cock, especially one that’s been inside her before when she carried him in her womb, for her mouth to start profusely watering. She watches her spit fall onto the top of her head as she looks at it in awe. The minute the saliva touches down on that sensitive cock head, it starts to quiver a bit which makes mommy’s mouth super watering now.
Continuing to gobble that cock up as his friends walk in and start cheering him on. He squirts his jizz jungle juice all over his mommy’s freshly done hair. He knows better and asks his friends to make it up for him. Their cocks were already out like they knew the drill.
Come to think of it, we did have a train run on me the weekend before so no wonder these boys had their cocks all surrounding my face to suck. They sure loved giving me their cum before so I Was ready to get it again, this time from being a bad mommy whore with these boys’ hard cocks. Mommy made up her mind she was going to drain these boys’ balls dry until she couldn’t suck cock anymore.
It’s not so much about popping lil rugrats out that makes me a breeding whore. It’s my obsession with cum. It is not healthy, or maybe it is. One thing I know for sure, is that I crave the feeling of that cock throbbing inside my dripping cunt. I will wrap my legs around so tight as I squeeze the man of the cock so close to me that he can’t get away. I will hold on for dear life with those legs as I feel that amazing feeling that makes my wet mommy pussy quiver in excitement. It’s the feeling of his cum juice, his jungle jizz, his whipped creamy monster, his erupting volcano, his love splatter, his army of minions, his sticky icky goodness, his melted ice cream, his creamy milk, his salty syrup start to feel as if it’s going to meet the deepest parts of my cunt. The parts that I want his head of his cock to stay in forever. The part so close to my rugrat making factory that for a moment or two, they could share an address.
Yes his cum, meeting my pussy, I need it, I want it. I crave it. And I will do anything I have to in order to get it. Not just get it but keep it. Inside my uterus, let’s hope. Come breed me soon, I am aching to have you again and again and again.
Wet Mommy Pussy or WMP as I like to call it, is a real thing. It consumes me day in and day out. I bring extra pairs of undies everywhere I go, often leaving them if I sense a sissy in the vicinity, knowing he will drool over being able to wear my cream filled thongs the rest of the day if he happens upon them. It can be distracting at times, as I’m constantly thinking about what to stick in myself.
Sometimes, it’s a cock, preferrably. Other times, it’s a dildo. I’m not against a cucumber, or hammer, it just has to be something to get the creamy cum out of me becauase I produce an abnormal amount in a day. I cream my panties just thinking about my callers or my rugrats and the fun we have. Since I can’t always have them as much as I want them, I sometimes have to settle or other objects that will make this mommy whore satisfied. I can’t help it, it must be genetic because my mama tells me she till has to stick crap up her pussy to satisfy herself whether it’s at the grocery store or the school event I drag her to for my little ones. She often sneaks away and tries to fuck. a custodian or a teacher if she can. Can’t take momma anywhere.
I prefer just keeping my dildo in my purse. I’m afraid my little angels are following in my momma and my footsteps, poor little souls! They just can’t get through a day in school anymore without their teachers calling telling me about the little boys who they convinced to stick their little peepees in them on the playground or sticks even.
The struggle is real and having mommy phone sex helps greatly to relieve my desires and helps me save on my underwear too.
Mommy son phone sex calls are popular and I’m always thankful I have a lot of real life experiences here. I never wanted some whore to suck my son’s dick and have him cum in her mouth or in her pussy slut hole before he was ready. Truth was, he was a horny boy and needed an outlet to release his pent up frustration building in that huge throbbing cock he was trying to tame.
So why would it be a bad thing if his mommy, who has helped him with everything else in life, helps him here to? Why not teach him how to suck cock with the mouth of the one who loves him most? Why not feel the first orgasm in the woman who gave you life. Don’t you owe your mom your first cum? That’s my philosophy and my family agrees. We aren’t strange, we are lovers and love being each others lovers more than anything.
Yes eventually they will move on and have their own spouses but for now, they are under my roof. My rules just happen to be having nightly naked time in bed with mommy. They’ve never complained and are well adjusted. Ask my son if he hates getting to blow his load in mommy morning and night. Sick days? A little more fun when your little cock gets drained as soon as your hit puberty. Not that we aren’t practicing for quite a time before.
My ex and I co-parent together and he’s on board with this as well. He’s been teaching our daughters for years. They don’t date anybody because no one can live up to their daddy. His monster cock aside, he treats their pussys like gold. In fact, it led to our divorce because he was smelling like pussy every single day and I didn’t put it together he was always in our daughters room.
For days on end at times. Both of them would hide under the covers and say she was sick. Now I know she was sick of me interupting her lessons with daddy. I can’t blame her. That man did knock me up quite a few times.