I know all your dirty secrets about how you dream of fucking your hot slut of a mom and even your sweet old granny. You secretly play dress up in all her clothes especially all her sexy panties! The thought of getting caught by your mommy really makes your little cock hard. So come on, tell me what you really want and I will make your dirty dreams a reality. Mommy has been wanting to fuck her boy for some time now and all she needs is to be your hot mommy whore teaching you all my nasty tricks. If you are a good boy; mommy might just let you wear her sexy leather shoes and yes I bet you thought I did not know about your kinky shoe fetish! AFTER ALL, MOMMY KNOWS BEST! Call Me!
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I have a stable full of young studs that just love to do all sorts of well… “things” for Mommy. I keep them around as often as I possibly can but enjoy them the most when hubby is away. 😉 Such hot, young fuck toy’s they are. They come to me with all kinds of fantasy’s and taboo thoughts, seeking release and the need to be with a hot older woman…a cougar…MILF. Yes, I am all the above and more baby. My boy toy’s are always surprised how quickly I understand exactly what is they need the most. I guess it is just second nature to me. Understanding men and what it is that really makes them throb. Years of experience has taught me well and darling I have so much to teach you too.
Come one Come all boy’s! Mommy Morgan is alone this weekend and ready to play.
Young man do not make me tell you again! March now straight to Mommy’s bedroom, quickly. You were going through my dirty laundry and found Mommy Morgan’s sweet, silky thong didn’t you? Such a naughty boy sniffing my dirty panties while you stroked your boy cock thinking of Mommy. I think I should just bend you right over my knee and spank your bottom good.;) There are ways of earning such rewards and you know what they are little man. Now come here to Mommy Morgan and show me how much you love me. You can start down here between Mommy’s long, sexy legs. That’s it darling find my juicy love mound and lick me like a good boy.
Hurry now to my bedroom!
Mommy Morgan
Before I married my husband, I never had anal sex. It was the one thing that I saved of myself to give to the Man that I would some day marry. That was one reason, the other reason was that I didn’t want to walk down in the aisle in an abyss black wedding dress. Had to keep something that was untouched.
So there I was fucking guys, but never allowing them to go past my event horizon, they would ask, beg, request, and I would say NO.
So here we were on our honeymoon, all week we fucked for hours on end, different positions, hard, soft, even fucked in public a couple of times. Then on the last night of our honeymoon, as he climbed up on the bed behind me, I said softly, “I want you to fuck my ass.” Next thing I know, he is getting off the bed.
I was super confused, I thought all guys wanted to try anal. Not my husband though, nope. He said to me, “That’s dirty, I am not sticking my dick in there.” I asked why, then he said because I might shit on him. I told him I had no intention of shitting on him, what the hell? He still said no, and that if I was going to keep talking about it he was going to leave and go down to the bar for the rest of the night.
I was PISSED. I said that I didn’t want to shit on him, but I have to tell you, I have never in life wanted to shit on someone more then him at that moment. I got the message loud and clear, never would anal sex happen between the two of us. I had saved that for HIM, for nothing it seemed.
Have you ever wanted something really bad just for the simple fact that someone told you no? That’s what happened. I set out to have someone fuck my ass, I felt guilty at first for even wanting to be with someone else other then him in any way, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
About a year after that fiasco of the honeymoon, he got a new job. He started working the swing shift, so we hardly saw each other, and I was horny damn it. It got to the point that even on the weekends we wouldn’t fuck because he was so tired of working 12 hour shifts all week long. So what’s a horny woman to do you ask? Go out and find some dick is the answer to your question.
I set out to seduce my neighbor’s son. Him and his friends used to watch me outside while I was doing yard work or washing the car, so I knew there was interest there. I just had to make it happen. And happen it did, multiple times as a matter of fact. I had to teach him a lot though, he was young and only knew one thing, thrust and retract at a very rapid rate.
After months of grooming, I asked him if he ever thought about fucking me in the ass. He almost screamed YES! I have to say, after that first time I was hooked. I just couldn’t get enough cock in my ass. Soon he wasn’t enough, I needed more. I became addicted, I still to this day cannot get enough to satisfy my anal addiction.
Suzanne
I know that you go into my lingerie chest when I am at work. Don’t look so surprised. All of my panties are always bunched up, or not put away in the manner in which I put them. You see sweetheart, I am OCD. I have things just so, so when I see them out of place, even by a fraction of an inch I can tell.
At first I would just straighten them out, put them back the way I had them, thinking that when I closed the drawer they were getting caught and moved around. I have a lot of panties after all. Then I noticed that it was only happening to certain types of panties. The satin or silk ones.
I have to let you know that when it all came to me that it has been you Dear, is when I was cleaning your room, pushing the vacuum under your bed, the vacuum started to whirl. It had caught something up in the roller brushes, making it unable to run as it should. I pulled out the vacuum and there, wrapped around the bristles were a pair of my panties.
I knew right away, especially when I saw the stains on them. I knew exactly what it was you had been doing with them. You were running them over that little pink piece of boy meat of yours until you came in them. Weren’t you Darling?
I am not upset by this, no, not in the least. You were thinking of me when you were slipping in and out of that satin heaven weren’t you? That makes me smile. It’s okay, it honestly is. There is no harm, none what so ever in doing this. As a matter of fact, why don’t you come into my room, I just got back from the lingerie shop and made a few purchases you might be interested in. ~wink~
Annette
I am always surprised when I get hit on in a club. HAHAHAHA! I am NEVER surprised when I get hit on. It happens a lot. I love it.
What makes me laugh the most is when my friends and I hit the clubs, and the young guys try to pick us up. And there all around us are these knuckled headed young girls, with the look on their faces of WTF? Makes me laugh every time.
Guys young and old know what hot is, and they have that instinct that tells them what pussy will put out, and what pussy won’t. And a little hint younger ladies, stop being such a bitch toward the men. You think some guy wants to fuck you with an attitude like that. You think you hurt them when you act all like they should be grateful you even said, No to them? Really?
Guys don’t want to work for gash, fuck no. They see something they want, they make small talk, they fuck. Simple. Guys want easy, after all it’s just a weekend, one night only fuck, they don’t want you to marry them for Christ sake. So loosen up, let your inner slut out.
Have a one night stand, have some fun, and stop being so much of a fucking cunt. And if you need some help with this, next time you see me out clubbin’ just come on over, I’ll have you skankin’ it up in no time.
Sammy
You were hired that summer by my Husband and I to help around the house with yard work, and what ever else needed to be done. You weren’t sure at first because this would be your first summer job and you did not know if your parents would allow you to even do it.
We had your parents come over and discussed the situation, explaining that since my Husband travels so much that sometimes I would need help around our Home with some of the minor physical things. Your parents agreed, since they had known us since we first moved to the neighborhood years earlier.
Over the next few weeks, I had caught you staring at me, lost in a day dream. I would just smile and go about doing what ever it was that I happened to be doing at that moment. I was very flattered that someone of your age would look at me in the way that you had been. It made me feel very sexy.
Then the day arrived where I caught you masturbating in the master bathroom. I had walked into the bathroom to get into the shower and there you were. We both froze, then you turned so very red, moving as fast as you could to pull up your underwear and jeans. For some reason I stopped you. You looked at me with both somewhat of a scared yet excited expression on your face.
You know what happened next, and what happened every day that you came over to ‘help’ during that summer. I love knowing that I was your first taste of MILF.
Annette
You called me earlier from work telling me what an awful day you have had. Every thing that could go wrong did, and to top it off you have to stay late to finish the project you have been working on because the deadline has been moved up to Monday.
You say how sorry you are, I know from the sound of your voice that you truly are. We had plans for tonight, and Saturday afternoon. I tell you it is okay, that every thing will work out, not to worry about it, just finish up then come home.
I hear your car as it comes up our street. I see you switch the headlights off then the soft sound of the driver’s side door close as you exit your car. I quietly run to the front door, making sure not to make any loud noises that will wake up the family sleeping like babies upstairs.
You almost do not see me, but when you finally do your face lights up. You quicken your pace, casting glances over your shoulder to see if you can tell if anyone else can see me.
I open my arms to you, you wrap yours around my waist. You kiss me deeply while slipping your hand into my panties to press against the moistened lips of my pussy. I pull back and quietly open up the front door. You come inside, taking your hand in mine I lead you to the den, because I know nobody will be able to hear us at all in there.
I watch as you take your clothes off, before anything is said you take me, pushing me down onto the desk, grinding against me, pressing your cock so deeply into me that I have to hold on to the edge of the desk for dear life. Your eyes never leave mine, I watch you, and you watch me as we both climax together.
You give me a quick kiss and whisper, “Mmmm Suzanne, if only my wife would fuck me like this.” To which I reply, “Mmmmmm lover, if only my husband would fuck me the way you do.” We both share a soft laugh, I walk you to the door and watch as you make your way next door. You blow me a kiss before unlocking the door that will lead you to your wife, while I close the door and make my way up the stairs that will lead me to my husband.
Suzanne
Did you nasty boys miss me? Yeah, I bet you did. Well your wait is over! This naughty kinky girl is back and you know how wet and ready my kitty kat is right now! I really had an awesome time while I was away playing with some really young well endowed play things and it was quite pleasurable indeed. They made sure my days and nights were completely filled with all kinds of nasty sucking and fucking fun! But you know me, I simply could not get enough! So, here I am back on the prowl and waiting for your calls to give me more thirsty hard young cocks to swallow and let’s not forget all that creamy cum juice! Cum on give me what I crave!
The first time you saw me you were walking through the University Library doors. Usually people never notice me, but you did. You stopped dead in your tracks, ran outside, and came back in with some weak assed flowers that you picked from one of the planters outside the doors, handed them to me, then went and sat down within my line of sight.
I thought it was cute at best. But then you started to come around every day. Not really working on anything, just pretending to read a book while sneaking glances at me over the top of your books.
At first I pretended not to notice you. Just went about my day, stacking books, putting them on the shelves, checking them out, checking them in. Such is the life of a Librarian. Then came the day that you spoke to me. I will never forget it. You walked right up to me, said, “Excuse me.” When I looked up you smiled then mouthed the words, “I want to fuck you.” I couldn’t believe it. Never in my life had a student come onto me before. I was both appalled and excited. You laughed a little bit then walked out.
For weeks I went without seeing you. I began to look for you every day, I began to change the way I dressed, the way I spoke, even going so far as to practice my “sexy voice” at home. Then it happened. Being finals week the Library was open extra hours to accommodate the onslaught of panicked students working frantically to get papers finished. I had thought for sure I would see you, I wore new panties, bra, stockings, heels, and wore my hair down.
The way I was attired along with the way I wore make-up and had my hair drew a lot of attention. So much so that I was starting to rethink how I had been acting, feeling very silly with the way I had let a simple few words mouth to me over the desk make me change everything about myself. I was disappointed that you didn’t show, but also relieved that I could go back to the way things were before. I was more comfortable that way.
I had just put my fingertips on the switch in the back office to turn off the lights when I heard your voice. It startled me to the point that I actually jumped. I turned around and there you stood, naked, clothes on a pile beneath your feet. My breath caught, my hand fluttered to my neck, I tried to turn away but you closed the distance between us quickly. You placed your hand on my face, turning it toward you, every inch of my body was on fire, not to mention the effect was having on my on fire pussy. It was convulsing in spastic quick motions.
You leaned in, brushing your lips against mine, I thought that I was going to pass out from want of you. You looked into my eyes, smiling a wicked smile. By this point I was dripping wet, having to switch my weight from foot to foot just to give my aching cunt some relief. You placed your hand on my tit, gently, coaxing the nipple to rapid hardness. Everything was moving so fast, I wanted to stop, yet I couldn’t. You took a step back and said, “I am going to fuck you.” As you spoke you guided my hand to your hardening cock. “Then I’m going to fuck you again. I am only 17 but I will plunge my cock in every hole you have. You are dressed like a slut, who knew that you were hiding a whore beneath those clothes.”
Amber
