Sex stories, incest, Mother and Son, sexual phone sex between mom and son leads to real sex.. Lira was a middle-aged woman married to the first and only man she ever dated. They had been married for almost twenty-five years and had two grown sons. The youngest was away at college, while the older brother was 24 and still living at home. After he graduated from high school he bounced around from job to job trying to figure out what he really wanted to do in life.
When they were little, both boys were very loving and close to their parents. Steve, the younger brother still was, but communication with him had been reduced to occasional emails, more frequent text messages, and rarely a phone call. Randy, on the other hand, had grown much more distant and would go for days at a time without speaking to her.
Her husband was openly critical of Randy and his lack of direction. His comments often lead to loud shouting matches between the two and end with one or both stomping off in a vulgar tirade. Lira had never stepped in to try and stop the shouting matches between her husband and son, and the one time early on when she did try to stand up for Randy, her husband turned his abuse on her and she left in tears. She never tried to help again. She was sure that Randy was resentful that she never helped him, and that lead to his isolation from the rest of the family.
Her husband lost interest in sex almost as soon as the second son was born. She could count the number of times they made love in a year on one hand, and for the past two years, they never had sex. She had a very traditional outlook and refused to go looking for another man to have an affair with and she was too insecure to seriously think about divorce.
When confiding to a close friend at work one evening over several martinis, her friend told her about a website where she could have someone call her to either have phone sex or just talk about things in general if that’s all she wanted. Lira put it out of her mind until one afternoon when she was at home feeling sorry for herself.
Her husband was out with friends at a sports bar watching football and Randy was locked away in his room where he generally stayed all day, until emerging later in the evening and going out without a word to his parents. She was halfway through a bottle of wine when she remembered the web site name and went to her computer to search for it.
She found the site quickly. It was a site for adult personal ads and had links to other similar web sites. It also offered a phone sex service that her friend described. She entered a credit card number and info, then typed in what she was wanted to hear on the phone.
“Middle-aged mother wants to listen to a young boy pretending to be her son fucking her,” she wrote. She paused for a long while trying to decide whether to go through with it, but finally hit “Send” and waited. A couple seconds later, she received a 6 digit code to enter on her phone’s keypad after dialing the 1-900 number provided for the site. That would then forward her to the person scheduled to make her fantasy come alive over the phone.
She went back to her bedroom bringing the wine with her and closing the door behind her. She thought about what to do next and decided to undress and make the call from her bed so that if it went well, she could masturbate and enjoy it more. She quickly stripped, but put a silk robe on just because. Moving to her bed, she took the cordless phone and dialed the 1-900 number. When instructed, she entered the code she was given online and waited.
After several clicks and a long silence, she began to wonder if she had been cut off. However, just then she heard a young male voice call out in a hesitant tone, “Hello?”
Lira couldn’t think of what else to say so she just replied, “Hi, young man.”
“Hi, young lady,” he replied.
“How are you?” she asked wondering if making small talk was the appropriate way to start.
“Not good,” he replied. “My cock needs an experienced pussy and maybe an experienced ass. ”
“ASS?” she replied incredulously. Lira was shocked at the sudden change in the conversation and the idea of anal sex.
“Oh, yes,” her young phone stud replied. “I love fucking a good ass.”
“No, I don’t think so. I’m still a virgin there,” she replied slowly. It was all make-believe she thought. There isn’t anything wrong with just talking about it.
“Oh mommy, I’ll be gentle,” he said.
“Oh,” she said, her mind still spinning.
Changing gears again, the boy asked, “Are you shaved? What you wearing?”
“No, I’m trimmed, and all I’m wearing is a robe and panties,” she answered. She didn’t think it would hurt to stretch the truth a little, and she was still a little shy to tell him she was really naked under her robe.
“Wow! Fuck!” he replied excitedly. “I’m going to push you to the bed on your back, then rip those panties off with my teeth. I can just smell the scent and taste the juice of matureness flowing out of mommy’s pussy.”
“Or mommy’s cunt!” she said trying to match his mood.
“Yes, I’m sorry, mommy, I meant your cunt!” he said apologetically.
Whether it was the last of the wine kicking in, or her normal inhibitions dropping by themselves, Lira was feeling nasty. “Oh, tell me what you’re going to do when you reach my cunt with your mouth?” she egged him on.
“I’ll find your little clit and swirl my tongue full of lust around it,” he answered.
“Fuck. Call me mom, you little boy,” she reprimanded. Lira felt her excitement building as she got more into her role.
“Mmmm… I’m flickering my tongue on Mommy’s clit,” he continued smoothly.
“Ahhhh… That’s my little boy,” she responded. Her hand was already between her legs and she pretended her finger was the boy’s tongue invading her.
“Feel my finger sliding deep inside Mommy’s warm, wet cunt. Inching along in search of her G-spot,” he resumed.
“Oh, you’re doing it so well, son. Mommy is biting her lips,” she said somewhat breathlessly. As he continued to describe his actions, Lira became more and more aroused and soon felt the wetness of her pussy covering her hand.
“Rubbing your spot, pressing it to watch Mommy writhing in excitement.”
“Oh, God,” she cried out softly. “Mommy is rubbing her clit right now, son!”
“Rub it harder, and harder, and harder,” he urged. “Think of my mouth eating your dripping mature cunt juices and my fingers fucking your pussy.”
“Oh!… Oh!… Oh!…,” she cried out in an increasingly louder voice. “Mommy is going to cum!… Fuck!”
“I love tasting your sweet juice, Mommy.”
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