Phonesex Kisses

You know what they say, red on the head fire in the bed. That describes me in a nutshell. I’m a sassy phone sex MILF who will charm you and sex you up. I know once you have a taste of my strawberry pussy, so hot, tight, and wet, you will cum back for more. You can spread my legs and eat me; I can suck your cock; anything goes – no taboo phone sex, No limits, just a private conversation between two consenting adults. I am a real person… independent, relaxed, confident… a woman who loves feeling super sexy and empowered. I am always kind to my callers – until it is time to not be, hehehe.  In either case, I give you that special feeling that you desire, that you need. I focus all my attention on you –

YOU ARE VERY IMPORTANT TO ME!

Age play phone sex, mommy phone sex, anal phone sex, scat play phone sex, foot fetish phone sex, daddy’s girl phone sex, cuckold phone sex, AB/DL phone sex…no matter how dark, deviant, or off the wall, I cover it all…

Call Maggie and get your MILF and fetish fix

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I am much more than a Mommy and a Nurse. I’m your confidant You come to me with your secrets and your confusion and I guide you through each one, letting you explore and indulge in every fantasy through a series of sexual therapy sessions.

Close your eyes and relax and let every dark secret go. Always dreamt of diapers? Let me pamper you with baby lotion and powder and thick cushiony diapers. Do you know, deep down inside that you’re nothing more than a sissy faggot? Crave the extreme humiliation of being dressed up in frilly dresses and panties while watching your wife get fucked by a real man, before taking his cock in your own sissy pussy? Of course you do, and I’m here to bring those feelings out.

And how many times have you fantasized about being a woman’s throne and toilet? More than you can count hmm. Lay down and begin your confessional on your very first sex therapy session.

Betty

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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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We both win this game

My ABy has been such a good Boi today!  We went for a walk in the park, and you looked so pretty in your new dress that all the other Mommy’s stopped to stare in envy.  Mommy fixed you a nice bottle when we got home and we rocked in the chair while you drank it all down, like a big Boi.

Mommy’s so proud of her sweet ABy and can’t wait to show you what special surprises I have for you.  First, it’s off with that dress and wet diapey, and into the bathroom for a good cleaning.  Like the trusting ABy you are, you lay so still and quiet while I gently lube up your beautiful bottom and slide the enema tube in.  You smile contendtedly as the warm water fills you up.  Like a good Boi, you hold it until Mommy says it’s ok to let it go, and boy do you go!  ABy was full!

Time to get you in the bath and get the cares of the day washed away.  Mmmm….Mommy loves the smell of the Johnson’s Wash on your pink skin.  Being sure to wash every inch of you, twice, I lovingly carry you back over to the dressing table to get you dried off.  Time for our favorite part, putting on the lotion!  We have to protect ABy’s delicate skin!

Now, since you have been such a very good Boi today, Mommy has just the thing to rock you to sleep.  Relax, ABy, and let Mommy make it all better.

XOXOXO
Mommy Sara

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Mommy’s Gifts for ABy

Mothers cannot help but to have a special relationship with her sons. From the moment they are born, a mother dreams of what a handsome and charming young man he will become, often doting on his every need and whim. The same holds true for the son in regards to his mother, he has the upmost admiration for his mother, he cherishes her, marvels at her beauty, is compelled to please her. Thus this relationship between mother and son can become most unusual, with boundaries crossed, full of incestuous and sinful demands.

A Mother’s love can go far beyond typical affection, as she watches her young boy grow and mature, she begins to view him as the man she has always yearned for. The strapping young boy begins to feel urges that he soon falls victim to, leaving him vulnerable to the one whom he trusts the most, his stunning and generous Mother. Of course, your Mother would never allow her lil boys sexual desires to go unfulfilled!  Mother knows just how to take care of all of your needs.  Mother’s body is built for giving comfort and pleasure to her lover, whomever that may be.

Do you long to please your Mother, my strapping young man?

Sara

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I like big cocks. Hehehe yep, there’s no getting around it. I love cocks, and the bigger, the better. Long cocks, thick cocks, veiny cocks, juicy cocks, meaty cocks. I love them all. I’m what you might know as, a size queen. A size queen is a person (male OR female) who seeks out sexual partners that have larger than average penis size. Basically I’m always looking for a man with a bigger cock than the last one I had.

I just love the challenge of a big fat cock. Or even just a toy. I’ve had several partners who are so turned on just by watching me try to stuff impossibly large dildos up my hungry cunt. One of my favorite dildos is about 16 inches long, three around. Just trying to stuff the tip inside gets me so excited. Anything to make my holes gape. Ooohh and getting my pussy AND ass stuffed at the same time… MMM!!

And of course, once my pussy and ass have been stretched out so they gape open, I love to be fisted. The wet squishing sounds of my gaping holes make me moan louder and louder till my pussy clamps down on his fist and my back arches. There’s just nothing quite like cumming while you’re being fisted.

Lizabeth

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I hear you outside the door, but you thought I didn’t know about your voyeurism.  You thought I didn’t hear your ABy feet shuffling carefully up to peep in the keyhole.  The door gives an oh-so-slight creak as you press your face closer for a better look and I can barely hear your soft gasp as you see Mommy undressing.

Knowing you are there, I take my time and sway softly as I remove each piece of constricting clothing.  I drop my shirt to the bed and turn slightly so you can almost see my breasts as I free them from the lacy green bra.  I stretch sensuously to relieve the tension from the day.

Bending slightly at the waist I work my hips side to side, wiggling out of my short black skirt.  As the skirt slides softly from my hips, it cascades down my legs, caressing every inch on the way down.  The view from the keyhole is almost too much as you see the faint hint of Mommy’s special places, barely covered by her sexy thong.

I hear your breathing get ragged and smile to myself.  Without warning, I hear your footsteps retreating quickly down the hallway, back to your room.  What are you in such a hurry for?  What are you running off to do, my voyeur?

I can’t wait for you to call and tell me if you liked the show

Sara

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Imagine, if you will, us spending a relaxing weekend at home together, me wearing your favorite lingerie. I watch you in the kitchen, pouring two glasses of wine, as a lustful little smile blossoms across my face. I come slowly from behind, you feel my arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer towards me. I love feeling the connection we share with each other. My hands start their wanderings all over your warm body; slowly moving them down to your cock, teasing you.

Pressing my body closer against yours, you feel my breasts smashing against your back, my hard nipples tantalizingly announcing to you my arousal. I place small, slow, sensual kisses across your back, your shoulder, tasting you, breathing your scent in. As you turn around, you hold my face in the palm of your hands, placing a passionate kiss on my soft lips. My hands gently stroke your cock at the same time, feeling you grow harder and harder in response to me. My juices begin to flow freely now, perfuming the air in anticipation…

Give me a call and let’s explore all our romantic fantasies together.

Maggie

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There’s nothing like having your son’s friends hanging around the house all the time. Well, I have to admit I like it a lot. I enjoy having all these young guys lounging around my living room – what woman wouldn’t want to look at all those rock hard bodies?  They always seem to want to help me out with things around the house. I know they’re just trying to sneak some alone time with me.

The other night I turned in early.  On my way to my bedroom I ran into one of those hot studs in the kitchen. The way he undressed me with his lustful eyes…well let’s just say I had absolutely no control. I took him by the hand and led him into my bedroom.  No need for him to imagine what was under my robe – I let my robe slip off my shoulders and fall into a puddle at my feet, letting him drink in all of me. His hands roamed ever every inch of my supple body, his mouth tasting the sweetness of my skin. I know the anticipation was making his cock throb even harder. Taking his cock in my hands, I pulled him onto my bed with me, stroking it soft and slow, letting the rhythm of his moans guide me, teaching him, bringing us both to the most amazing orgasms.

…I wonder what boys are lounging around my house today…

…call me and we’ll share in some hot and steamy MILF phone sex 
Lexus

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I admit it, I love fetishes.  All kinds – taboo, diaper, femdom, bondage, sci-fi, giantess, rape, foot, sleep, sissification, strap on play… omg, the list goes on for ever.  And I am always looking for new and interesting fetishes to delve into.  These things are the spice of life in my humble opinion, and I am always looking to add to my spice rack.  Think you have fetish that I haven’t seen?  Want someone to share in your personal obsession, someone who truly gets what drives you to distraction?  Someone to confide in and keep your secrets safe?  Then call me and we’ll see if we can add a little spice to your life.

Maggie

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I often get mommies in my office bringing me their sissies for one reason or another. Whether it be help with stretching their sissy pussies for use, assisting in an enema, or just a regular old sissy check up, its always such a treat visiting with other mommies and joining them in playing with their sissies.

Now this last time a sissy was brought to me it was because she wasn’t accepting her place. And every mommy knows that a sissy must know her place or suffer the consequences. This mommy told me that she had tried absolutely everything she could think of, spankings, public humiliation, ass play, she went on and on, and nothing seemed to work. I could see her concern and I reassured her that together we would break the sissy down. The solution came to me quickly, all this sissy needed, was a very large and strong dose of sissy medicine. Together, her mommy and I strapped her down on her knees and locked her into restraints as men started filling the room. Three gentleman approached the sissy, cocks in hand and grabbed her by her hair, forcing her mouth down on their poles.

Handing my friend a cup of coffee and sitting down next to her I explained, “It’s something about cum, it just subdues their masculine thoughts and any other undesirable behavior. You’re right though, she’s a tough one, it’ll take buckets of cum to get her in line.” Luckily we had dozens of men ready to the naughty sissy her medicine. I suggested she bring the sissy in at least once a month for the treatment. Laughing, she agreed and we relaxed in our seats, watching the sissy’s mouth be continually assaulted.

Betty

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I wait for you to come

And take me;

To fill me with the essence of you.

You twist and tease my nipples

into hunger compliance.

Touching, tasting,

hot, steamy, wet crevices of love.

Sweet abandon drawn from me

Leaving me weak

trembling and aching.

Your hardness fills me,

Waking the nymph

that lies within

my secret depths.

The nymph is insistent, demanding, pleading…

Touch me here, Bite me now,

Just so lightly; harder, harder, harder!

Fuck me now!

Fill me!

Tears fall in the exhaustive release of passion.

Droplets of sweat bead my brow,

Glisten delicately on my naked body.

The warmth, a glowing palpable warmth,

hovers in the room

saturated with the scent of sex.

And the nymph stretches cat-like on the bed.

Inhibitions purged.

I am stroked, petted, tasted

Again and again

As your desire swells

Into a spearhead of passion and

You reach for me again.

I lie seductively still

And allow you to pleasure yourself

on me and in me.

The very edges and empty places

Of my soul

Fill with the fire

of unbridled communion.

I purr

in salacious contentment.

The nymph

Sweetly, succulently, satisfied

Climbs back into my depths

And waits to be

Stirred into aroused wakefulness

Another day.

…together we can wake the nymph within,

bathing in the afterglow of our sensual phone sex…

Long, deep kisses,

Maggie

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The first time I experienced adult breastfeeding I had just finished looking after an adult baby for the day. Now I don’t count adult baby nursing as adult breastfeeding, of course any sensation of having my nipples sucked or manipulated gets my panties a little damp, but ABies tend to just nurse. I mean they don’t get too carried away suckling on Mommy, they just fill up their tummies.

On this particular occasion I’d had the ABy for most of the day; I’d been running a daycare of sorts from my home. This little one didn’t take a nipple, he was strictly bottle fed, so of course my breasts were fully swollen with milk. When his daddy came to pick him up, he was fast asleep in the nursery and I was in the sitting room, my dress down around my middle, fussing with the breast pump. As soon as I saw him I recognized the look in his eyes immediately.

“Miss Lizabeth, excuse me, I knocked…” Try as he might he couldn’t look away from my full tits, my swollen nipples.

“I can’t get the damn pump to work, maybe you could give me a hand here.”

I didn’t have to ask twice! In seconds he was across the room on his knees in front of me, take breast in his hands and nearly swallowing my nipple. I moaned feeling my milk begin to drain in his hungry mouth. It wasn’t long before his hands were sliding between my thighs and up my dress. When his fingertips grazed my pussy lips I immediately pushed my hips down to fuck myself on his hand.

He finger fucked me to get me ready before I took his cock in both my aching holes. All the while his lips stayed latched to one of my nipples, a hand always working which ever nipple was free, squirting milk between us.

Since that first experience with adult breastfeeding, I just can’t seem to get enough… I just neeeed to have my nipples suckled while I get fucked and filled by a man.

Lizabeth

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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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“Well now, isn’t this a surprise.”

You jump ten feet as you twirl around at my little comment, my dirty panties still clenched in your hands, still pressed upon your nose.

“Now what would your mother say if she knew you were rummaging through my dirty panties?  That when you were supposed to be helping your neighbor with projects around the house, you were actually fondling her dirty panties…sniffing her musky-scented stained panties… licking her stained panties.  Think she would be proud to know her son has a major panty fetish?” 

I can’t help but chuckle to myself as you stutter and stammer, at first trying to deny, but then begging me not to tell; that you will do anything, anything at all if I would only promise to keep this little indiscretion private.

“Hmmmm…anything? You will do what ever I say?”

You nod frantically, grasping at the one life line I seem to be throwing you. Glancing at your young, firm body, at the pup tent that is ever present inside those pants of yours, a wicked little smile comes across my face.  Oh yes, I can think of quite a few things for you to do.

“All right my dear, but you will have to do EXACTLY as I say…”

Maggy

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