Phonesex Kisses

Did you follow the bread crumbs I left for you from Special Mommy/Son Games: Peek-A-Boo?  How very lovely…let’s continue, shall we…

As a mommy, I know there are times when my boys become curious about…certain things.  For these times, I like to play a few special games…some very special incestuous games…

After playing Peek-A-Boo with mommy, watching me saunter about in my panties and bra, watching me lay on my bed, peeking into my room as I spread my legs and slide myfingers into my panties…after watching my hips buck up against my thrusting fingers and he feels the tell-tale swelling of his peepee, he can finally push open mommy’s bedroom room and ask, “Mommy, may I come in and sit on the bed with you?”

Of course I would say, “Yes you may,” with a big smile on my face, patting the space next to me.  And thus the game begins…

“Sweetie, you may touch mommy’s hard nipples for thirty seconds, how ever you want.”

“Mommy may I?”

“Yes you may.”

He then touches and plays with mommy’s titties, my nipples, squeezing them, rolling them between his fingers, how ever he chooses.  This naturally leads to him asking if he may do something on his own, such as this,

“Mommy, may I lick your nipples five times?”

His request is met with the response, “No you may not…you make suck on Mommy’s left titty for twenty seconds instead.”

“Mommy may I?”

“Yes you may.”

“Sweetie, you may touch mommy under her panties for one whole minute.”

“Mommy May I?”

“Yes you may.”

“Ok honey, you make take six long licks of mommy’s pussy, starting at the very bottom edge of my wet pussy, all the way to my swollen clitty.”

            “Mommy May I?”

“No you may not…You may take SIXTEEN licks instead.”

            “Mommy May I?”

“Yes you may.”

Things continue in this manner, progressing, but always in co ordinance with the rules of the game, “Mommy May I?”, until I decide it’s time to move onto another one of mommy’s special incestuous games …

…Follow my bread crumbs to find out what happens in yet another one of mommy’s Special Mommy/Son Games: Mommy Sez…

…let me teach you how to play with mommy…

Mommy Gina

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Sunday is Mother’s Day, a day where that special lady in your life, gets to be Queen for the Day.  And as such, I think that she deserves a special seat of honor – right on that waiting face and tongue of yours!

Yes, it’s a day full of Queening – a treat for her, a treat for you.  An entire day dedicated to you being smothered with her sweet pussy, her juices coating your throat over and over and over again, as she writhes on your gyrating tongue, slurping and sucking on her swollen clit.  Time to show your Dommy Mommy, your MILF, your Mistress, that you not only worship the ground she walks on, but that eternal spring of sweet nectar you can’t go a day without.

It is a day to express your gratitude to her – gratitude for endowing upon you the privilege of tasting her sweet pussy; gratitude for being allowed to serve her and her divine pleasure pit; gratitude for what ever air she periodically allows you to gulp; and lastly, gratitude for just being allowed to be in her presence.

Yes, it’s time to express you adoration to the Queen in your life with a full day of Queening.

Your Mommy,

Your MILF,

Your Mistress,

Your Royal Majesty,

Queen Gina

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Ok, so I know that I can usually be seen as a sweet, loving mommy who likes to have lots of fun – and that’s true (mostly).  But there is a strict, dommy side that I like to indulge in as well. With that in mind, let me share with you what I have been pondering.

Seems that some little ones like to be mommy’s little helper, or be trained as sissy maids.  This is all fine and dandy, but rarely are the chores set before them done to my satisfaction.  Now the question is what is the appropriate punishment that will instill a proper work ethic and make them strive to perform to my standards?

The first punishment for failure might seem a bit harsh – an enema administered with an inflatable nozzle to ensure non-leakage.  Then the task would have to be performed again while they hold their water, nozzle still in place.  I would be standing over them watching every movement, with a stop watch in hand, but not giving any signs of approval or disapproval.  This would add to the anxiety that they would already be feeling.  I would not even tell them the time frame in which the task would have to be performed and, trust me, there would indeed be a time requirement.

If, after the second go at the task they have failed once again, then they would go over my knee, bare-assed, water still inside them, and be given a long and harsh paddling.  The nozzle would be removed, but instead of letting them got to the potty to empty their bowels, the diaper would go back on, with a very snug pair of rubber pants over top of them.  This would force them to fill their diaper to the brim while they try and complete the task yet again. 

Now, if for some reason the chore was not done properly yet again, well, lets just say that I have a very long list of punishments at my disposal – from guzzling castor oil, being forced to hold a bar of soap in their mouth with their teeth, various forms of spankings with various implements, the tightly tying of genitalia, and the standing in a metal wash tub in the front yard until there is a “mess” streaming out the edges of the diaper and down their legs.  And I haven’t even touched on the subject of what I would do with a candy thermometer.  Needless to say, the list goes on and on.

So, have I burst your bubble on what a sweet, gentle mommy I am?  And more interestingly, as these visuals settle in the recesses of your mind, do they fuel your worst nightmare, or your wettest fantasy?

Mommy Gina

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The room is dark, save one small light source of which, for some reason, you can’t quite pinpoint its origin.  Seated in a large, wing-back chair is the figure of a woman – legs crossed seductively, wrists dangling from either arm rests.  The one source of light plays on the deep red polish meticulously painted on the long nails. 

My eyes lay in shadow, and you are forced to bring your attentions to my ruby red lips.  They part and instruct you to strip – one simple word, nothing more, nothing less, but overpowering none the less.  It sends an erotic shutter both up your spine and down to your cock.  You feel my eyes fixed on you as you disrobe; my lips curl ever so slightly at your compliance. 

Then, just as you loose your last article of clothing, along with any shred of dignity, you see me pull a cigarette out slowly, and place in within my waiting lips. The grinding crackle of the flint wheel being forced against its counterpart resonates within the room; a flame is released and tickles the end of the longest cigarette you have ever laid eyes upon. 

The tip, now a smoldering ember, burns red as you make out the soft sound of my first inhale from the smoky treat. You know my lungs are filling with the hot white smoke, forcing them to expand to accommodate the sinful pleasures, reveling in the instant high I am experiencing.  You wait…holding your breath, waiting for the puff of smoke to be exhaled, allowing the clouds of ecstasy to be seen momentarily…and then it appears.

A shudder of arousal travels through your body as the effects are quite evident on your now throbbing cock, twitching in front of you stiff.  I call for you to come closer with a single “come hither” movement of my finger.  As you stumble closer, you feel the heat of another billowy puff of smoke engulfs your pulsating appendage. It’s almost enough to send you over the edge.  I take another long drawl off my 120; you wait for the exhale, but instead I place my hand against your flesh, my lit cigarette still held between my fingers, the smoky tendrils lofting upward; you feel its heat as I wrap my fingers, around the base…you watch as I slowly blow smoke rings over your cock, encircling it, consuming it…consuming you…

Call me and we will share in the raptures of smoking, my fellow smoking fetishist…

Gina

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For all you lovers of the Face-Sitting out there, this little tale is for you…

You have told me on countless occasions how much you love to have a pussy smashed up against that willing face of yours; how it gets you so hot and horny getting smothered by a juicy twat wriggling against your talents; how you are a connoisseur of the a face-sitting.  Wanting to test your resolve and see how much you truly yearn to be the throne for a goddess, I search for the perfect treat for you and at last I find the gem that I seek! I let you know that I have something very special for you, but to claim your prize, I tell you that I will have to “immobilize” you to the bed first with your head pointing towards the end of the bed.  Next, a blindfold to truly keep your special treat a surprise!  No peeking now!  Now to introduce you to Tina – the smother mother of all mothers, and your special treat! 

She saunters up to the end of the bed, bends down to your ear and whispers, “Are you ready to service my hot pussy?”  You nod enthusiastically, not knowing what to expect.  Tina turns around and proceeds to sit right down on your face – literally!  Folds of skin surround your head.  You feel the tonnage lowering itself onto your face.  You start to panic, but then you hear her muffled instructions to start eating if you want to breathe again. 

As you mind catches up with what is transpiring, and realizing that if you ever want to see the light of day again you had better do as you are told, you begin by jolting your tongue out, searching for the fold that will reveal your waiting meal and in turn, allow you precious air again. She giggles and begins to squirm against your probing tongue. You find her swollen clit and latch on, sucking as if your life depends on it (and in a way it does – for if she’s not happy with your performance, she will not allow you a single gulp of air). 

Tina squeals in delight and begins to pump up and down on that turbine tongue of yours as it delves into Tina’s increasingly wet twat.  Then it happens – she starts to spasm, thrusting her acreage hard into your face, almost breaking your nose.  Waves and waves of her hot pussy juices flood your mouth and splatter across your already sweat soaked face.  She looses herself in her orgasm, forgetting for a moment that you lay helplessly under her, unable to breathe. 

As you twist under her girth trying desperately to suck in any air that you possibly can, she is brought back to reality and lifts herself off your glistening face.  Tina takes the blindfold off you, and as your eyes adjust to the light, Tina’s form comes into focus and you finally get to see her in all her glory – all 500 lbs. of her!  She blows you a kiss, tells you thanks for the ride, and waddles out the door.  You look around, still tied down, and notice me sitting to the side with a wicked little grin on my face. I slowly walk over to you and say, “So sweetie, did you like your ride on the Smother Mother of all Mothers??”

Gina

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You come home from a long day at work, needing to unwind and let the days headaches become a distant memory.  Though wishing that you could just slip into an adult diaper, you figure you will settle for a quick shower and catching up on the news before heading out again. You turn the key in the lock expecting to find the place quiet and empty; what you find waiting for you, however, is quite a different story.  There are flickering candles peppered throughout the living room, leading to the dining room.  Soft music is playing in the background, and the tantalizing smell of dinner cooking in the kitchen tickles your senses.

You can’t help but smile to yourself as you peer into the dining room and see the table set so meticulously, with yet more candles tossing dancing shadows upon the wall. 

“And how was you day hon?”

You turn to see me in the doorway, taking in the view that is before you.  I am standing there, draped in silky baby doll style lingerie, ruby red in color; a matching silken robe caresses one shoulder, while cascading down the other, leaving it bare, taunting you.  I give you a soft alluring smile as I tilt my head to one side, my one knee bent slightly forward, one hand resting gently on my hip, the other hand resting above my head on the door jam.

“Happy Valentine’s Day” I purr. 

You smile from ear to ear as you walk towards me, slipping one hand around my waist, the other around the back of my neck, pulling me to you as you kiss me slowly, drinking in the taste of my lips.

Reluctantly drawing away from the kiss, you reply, “Getting better all the time…and happy Valentine’s Day to you, my little sex kitten.”

“You have no idea how good it’s about to get” I giggle.  As I take you by the hand, I lead you to the dining room table and pull off the silver dome that you assume is covering dinner.  There, laying on top of the china, is a small stack of babyish adult diapers, baby powder, and a sundry of items…some babyish, some not so much…including a strap on complete with harness and two foreboding dildos.

“Happy Valentine’s Day my Adult Diaper Lover”

Give me a call and we can celebrate the holiday in that very special way…

Gina

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I was remembering my son’s first time the other day…the day I took his virginity…

…I had walked in on my son while he was masturbating under his covers. He was taken completely by surprise and immediately stopped pulling on his little cock. I just smiled at him, walked up to the bed and simply said, “No need to stop.” He was very shy and coy about what he was doing – it was sweet. I pulled the blanket back and there I saw his throbbing boner standing straight upright.

I asked him, “Did you hear Mom masturbating and it made you want to rub your cock?”

He responded in a weak voice, “Uhmm… yeah Mom… is that bad?”

I told him no, of course not and leaned forward and kissed his lips while sliding my hand down to place his hand in between my thighs, having him feel the heat between my legs for himself.  At the same time I took my hand and started stroking his thick cock. As I stuck my tongue down his throat I could feel him increase his breathing and his penis was throbbing so intensely. I lean over to his ear and told him that Mother was going to teach him all about a woman’s body and how to please a woman right.

I asked him, “You want to please Mommy don’t you?”

He replied, “Yes Mom, I will do whatever you say to make you happy.”

And that is how it happened…how my son lost his virginity to me.

Is it any wonder why I love mommy/son role play so much?? Any fantasy that involves taking my son’s virginity is such deliciously naughty fun!  Why don’t you give me a call and find out for yourself exactly how much fun it truly can be!!

Gina

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My Nephew R— came for a sleepover a few weeks ago.  He loves coming over to Auntie Gina’s house.  This time however, I knew there was something bothering him.  After much prodding, he told me he had a crush on a girl at school and it made his peepee tingle when he thought about her.  I asked him to show me what he did when he felt like that, and although he was embarrassed, he eventually pulled down his pants and showed Auntie how he liked to play with his peepee. 

He showed me how he liked to squeeze the head of it, that it tingled when he touched it.  I then got on my knees as I watched him squeeze and play with it. I looked up at him and told him I was going to teach him how to properly play with his now swollen penis as I wrapped my hand around his hard shaft and started to gently squeeze and stroke it.  R— closed his eyes at my skillful touch and moaned for his Auntie to keep going. 

My naughty nephew started to thrust his hips back and forth, pushing his cock in my hand and cried out that there was stuff coming out of his peepee as streams of creamy cum erupted all over my face.  I quickly slurped it up and told him what a naughty boy he was as he continued to rub and squeeze it and whimper as he begged me not to tell Mommy and Daddy.

Of course I didn’t and he continues to come over for sleepovers and to learn all about girls – after all, Auntie Gina loves incestuous family fun!

Gina

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Now isn’t this a lovely present?  Perfect for that religious role player, blasphemy fetishist, or satanic fantasy lover on your Christmas list.  I’m thinking that as priestess I will need to use it to drive a demon that has possessed you from deep within your bowels (hehe)…subduing you to either a bed or an altar, thrusting my “Demon Impaler” deep inside you, over and over again …forcing you to take more and more of it.

Perhaps I would decide that a singular penetration will not be enough to drive the demon out of you – that a duel assault would be necessary.  I would have to call upon a fellow priest to cleanse your insides with his blessed seed by having you ingest his holy cream…

Whatcha think?  Are you in need of a little exorcism?  Give me a call and I will cleanse you and expel all demons within *wink*!!

Gina

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In honor of the Thanksgiving holiday this week, I thought I would chat about a subject apropos for the momentous occasion – vorarephilia (or vore for short). 

Now, if you, like me, are a person who likes to indulge in this extreme fetish, then you must be salivating at this picture, lol.  Isn’t she delectable? All trussed up, greased and buttered up ‘til she must be tender and juicy, served on a platter just waiting for someone to feast on her mouth-watering flesh.  I imagine the preparation process – the removal of all body hair from the neck down; a very special marinade that has been doused and massaged over and into her entire body; the variety of stuffings in her pussy, her sweet ass, as she marinades from the inside out from her own juices as they flow freely with arousal and stimulation.

Then comes the main event – the tantalizing feasting on the flesh, reveling how the knife slides through her flesh so easily, how the first succulent morsel of flesh feels on ones waiting tongue, savoring the delicacy as it slides down ones gullet…mmmm, such delicious fun!!  Or… we could change things around and place you on the serving platter, heeheehee!!

 *wipes the drool from the corner of my mouth*, Now wouldn’t you like to feast with me and satisfy our appetites together?

Hope You all had a great and Happy Turkey Day!!

Gina

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I simply adore Halloween and all the scary movies that go along with it.  I think one of my all time favorites is Hellraiser with Pinhead.  Such diabolical admiration of pain – I love it!!  I get such wonderful ideas to try out on all my little submissives, slaves and pain lovers alike.  Playing out torturous scenes with them as the subject of my experiments!!  Yum yum!  There’s nothing like indulging in my more…sadistic side of my personality…hearing their screams then their pleas for more… MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Happy Halloween my fellow sickos!!

Gina

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Now everyone knows that a puppy needs to be kenneled when left alone or put to bed at night.  Lord knows that they can’t be trusted to be left to their own devices (the trouble they can get into knows no bounds).  And two legged puppies are no different! 

They have to be trained and taught their place in life, and being kenneled is a very good technique to facilitate their education.  Of course it is a very good form of punishment when they are being naughty or non-compliant as well.  I’m quite partial to putting the kennel in the front yard to let naughty little puppies know exactly what their place is (and inform the neighborhood as well!).  You’d be surprised how much a little humiliation therapy can help in training stubborn little puppies, hehehe.

So tell me, puppy, are you a good puppy or a naughty puppy??

Gina

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I have so many fantasies that I like to play at – here is one of them…

I was asleep in my bed on a hot summer night with the windows open letting the night breeze cool my naked body, when I awoke to find a man on top of me, tying my hands to the head board of my bed.  As I started to scream, he shoved his big hard shaft into my mouth and started to fuck my mouth…he was sooo big. Then he stopped and shoved a pair of my panties in my mouth where his shaft had just been, and he began kissing, squeezing and sucking my breasts – first one and then the other.  I could slowly feel my body start to betray me as he began to tease and caress my clit with his lips, his tongue, his fingers sliding in an out of my now very wet, very hot little pussy.

As soon as he made me cum with his mouth, he shoved that big hard cock of his all the way inside of my still-pulsating cunt.  I could feel him stretching me, plunging himself deep inside me – God, he was sooo big, too big I thought; my mind wanted to fight but my body wanted more. I felt myself cum over and over again as he used his hands, his lips, his tongue, his mouth, his shaft – teasing and pleasuring my body over and over again. Oh how he took me from being unwilling to begging for more.

I still sleep with my window open, drenched with lust and hope, praying he will come back and take me again…and again…and again…

Want to star in my little intruder fantasy?  I’d love for you to be the one to play out my most extreme and darkest of role plays and make be beg for just a little bit more.

Gina

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I’ve cum to realize that there are more than a few of you out there that are simply in denial.  That in reality you are actually sissified cum sluts that yearn for a hard piece of meat being rammed up your ass, with another tickling your tonsils.  Well I am here to facilitate your journey towards your true desires.  We shall start with introducing you to my strap on.  You will learn how to suck it, slurping and licking every inch of it.  How you should hold it at the base, how to stroke it, and the intricate use of your tongue – all to educate you as to how to give a mind-blowing hummer. 

Next you will be trained on the feeling of being full.  Yes, I am talking about filling and stretching out that virgin ass of yours!  I believe we will skip the small sized butt plug and move directly to the large and extra large sized ones.  Once inserted, you will have to endure the ‘full’ sensation while going about your daily duties for hours on end.  Hmmm, the idea of having your ass filled beyond its capacity, stretching it beyond its limits while you go about your business excites you, doesn’t it slut?  I already know it does – your body gives you away, so don’t even try to deny it. 

Once you have experienced the wonders of ‘being full’, then you will be ready for the honor of having me ram my ten inch strap on deep inside that sissy cunt of yours.  You will beg me for more – to plunge deeper and harder and faster then you ever thought possible.  Until at last you finally cum to realize who and what you truly are as I take the cherry of that virgin hole – a cum slut whore who wants his ass filled as hot jism is spewed all over his tongue and throat!  

Now call Gina and thank her for your Reality Check!

Gina

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I’m the coolest Mom ever at least that what my son says. He had a little get together with a few of his new friends from school. He always wants to show off and let everyone know what an awesome mother he has….(his words not mine). Since he had planned this little get together earlier in the week, I decided to go and pick up a few beers for him and the guys. No harm in that, I was going to be home and every once in a while I feel teenage boys should have the luxury of throwing back a few cold ones.

The night of the get together, his friends asked if I wanted to hang for a while with them, and since it was a Friday night I figured what the hell, and decided to have a few cold ones with the fellas and hang for a while.

Well let me tell you, after a few drinks, I’m easier than usual. I had been checking out the new friends that my teenage son had brought home and I must admit they had quite the physique, after all they were high school jocks just like my son.

With the music blaring and a few drinks in me I decided I wanted to dance. So I grabbed the hottest one and made him dance with me. Now if I don’t say so myself, I’ve got some moves for a woman my age (hell, of a woman ANY age).  So while I was dancing and swaying my hips to the sound of the music, I couldn’t help myself – or should I say I didn’t want to help myself. I started to grind on that young stud, and slowly take my clothes off piece by piece…..until I was completely naked.

My son’s friends were staring in aww.  I started to work my way down to my knees, so that I could unleash that cock, I know that young jock was packing in his pants, I wanted to taste it bad, my mouth was watering and that’s exactly what I did – sucked his cock right there in front of every one.

Yes, a lot more happened and I would love to share all the juicy, wet details, but what fun would that be, huh? Wanna know what happened?  Of course you do, you’ve read this far…dial me up and I’ll be more than glad to share every single detail. I’m not shy and I promise not to leave anything out.

Gina

Your cool neighborhood MILF

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