I’m not just a mature phone sex whore, I’m a dirty p whore too, according to my husband at least. He found out I was fucking his sons long before they were in college, and he was livid. Started calling me a pervert and dirty old woman for liking young cock. He even went as far as to tell me I needed therapy. Really? They wanted me. His sons were the ones cumming on my face as I slept. They were the ones taking selfies of their cocks and texting me the pictures. They were the ones using my panties to capture their seed. So I caved and let them fuck me. That doesn’t make me a pervert. It makes me a woman.
I indulged my husband’s bruised ego, and saw a sex therapist. He was threatening to cut me off financially if I did not seek some professional help. I was talking about my relationship with my two stepsons with the therapist when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Hearing how my husband’s boys teased me for years before I fucked them, apparently turned him on. So, I went into graphic detail about the first time I fucked them. As I was describing having their hairless cocks in my pussy and ass for the first time, feeling their boy batter fill me up, he came in his pants. I didn’t know grown man could just cum like that without his cock being touched.
I offered to clean up the mess, because technically, my story created it, but he was more about me. He crawled between my legs, pulled my skirt up, and started licking my hairy beaver. I was soaking wet. I could smell my musky aroma of arousal. I grabbed his head, and grinded my pussy into his face, coating him with my juices. His tongue found my clit. It was love at first lick. OMG. His tongue was very therapeutic. I came all over his face. His cock was rock hard again from eating my pussy. I had to let him fuck me. My husband would likely not approve of me fucking the therapist, but can I help it that every man but my husband seems to want to fuck me?
I don’t think there is anything wrong with me. Being a sexy mature woman in her sexual prime that makes the young men horny doesn’t make me a sexual deviant. I bet if you were my stepson, you would want to fuck me too? Hell, you could even be my flesh and blood and still want to fuck me. My therapist told me as he dumped a load of boy batter in my cunt, he wished I was his mother. I’m going to love therapy.
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