Mommy and My Teen Son Phone Sex

Oh babyboy, my teenage son, now it’s your turn. The minute you hear the car of my latest lover leaving the driveway you rush into my bedroom. I’m waiting for you, grinning as you come into my room. Your nostrils, flair, smelling sex in the air. You know I’ve just taken care of a man’s morning erection, my lips swollen, face flushed, hair askew, and fury momentarily overwhelms you.  Your eyes narrow, glaring at me.  I’m yours.  Yours!  Not that guy’s.  Not any of the many men, boyfriends and lovers, who I bring over and let fuck me through the night, moaning and screaming out their names in the room right beside yours.

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You fly over to the bed and shove me down, driving your tongue  into my mouth, wanting to erase the taste of him, claiming, taking, trying to prove to me that my body and my heart belong only to you, my teenage son.   You reach down between my spread legs, wetness coating my thighs, his wetness and mine, touching my stretched swollen pussy, soaked in a mixture of my juices and another man’s cum.  It’s too much for you to take.  I belong to you.

I catch your head between my hands, seeing the hurt in your eyes and smile at you.  ”Be a good boy and lick Mommy’s pussy clean.”

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