Mature phone sex is for guys who like older women. Even if a guy is older than or my age, he can still role play a mature fantasy. Most men have a fantasy about a hot woman in their life past or present. I have had my share of older women fantasies cum true in my life. My stepsons, their friends, nephews, neighbor boys… have all had a shot at fucking me. I like younger guys. They want to please you. They want you to teach them how to please you. They have zero problems getting hard. They need very little recuperation time. They cum a lot. They rabbit fuck. And, they don’t want to marry you. They just want to fuck you. Oh, and bonus, they have no hang ups or inhibitions. When I fuck my stepsons, for example, they are completely cool with their balls touching as they tag team me and they are brothers. I love men secure in their masculinity that they don’t care about being near another naked man. Young guys are all about the pussy. Not that older guys aren’t either, they just can be more difficult to contend with because they have dick issues. I have no time to wait for a little blue pill to work. When I want to fuck, I want to fuck. This guy my age picked me the other night. We were back at his place getting hot and heavy when his dick was flaccid. He blamed it on blood pressure pills. I blamed it on old age. He popped a Viagra and suggested we cuddle until it worked. Do I look like I cuddle? He had a teen son in the house who didn’t need a pill. Can you guess which one I fucked? Daddy wasn’t happy. Don’t want me picking your son over you? Make sure your dick works. So when I say I can deliver roleplay phone sex for whatever your mature fantasies are, I mean it. I have lived every older woman fantasy you have ever had and some you never imagined.
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Mature Phone Sex Fantasies
Sexy ghost haunts the B-n-B
I feel that truly hot phone sex can be simply a well told story, and being the season for ghost stories, here’s one of my favorites!
She floated, unseen, room to room, no concept of time passing, only the pain that ached in her soul. She had been so very in love, then suddenly, she was dead. She wanted to scream, to cry her agony to the world, but no one could hear her, save for the little whispers and shadows at the corner of someone’s eye. She couldn’t tell, but nearly a century had passed since the saloon she died in had existed. Now in it’s place stood a B-n-B, all alone under the weeping willows. So peaceful, and quiet… mostly.
There was a new resident for the weekend. He was laying on the bed, stretched lazily out over the covers, naked. She hovered, unseen and unheard above him. Was this her lost love? Memories are so fluid when you’re of a different plane of existence.
She lowered down over him, breathing on his skin, raising gooseflesh along his body. She played her fingers around his member, making it rise. He moaned gently in his sleep. She focused her energy and took him in her mouth. He gasped, but did not stir otherwise. She kept working her head up and down on his cock, teasing and licking as it started to drip precum.
Readjusting, she crouched over him, yet made no impression upon the blankets. Lowering her hips, she impaled herself upon him, burying his cock deep within her pussy.
She rocked back and fourth, harder and harder.
He came as he woke, knowing only the seemingly empty room, and a hauntingly good wet dream…
Midnight Rape Fantasies
I could feel him behind me so I started walking quicker. I was tipsy and scandalously dressed…a girl my age should never be alone. I could hear him getting closer and I started to run in my heels, a little light jog at first but that surly wasn’t enough because I was being dragged down an alley with my feet kicking and my mouth covered. He was so much stronger than me, a helpless little girl under that big body – I stood no chance. I tried to plead with him, beg him to let me go and I would never tell anyone but he was coming for what he wanted and not leaving till he had it. I knew I was dressed like a whore but I’d not been fucked as much as most sluts and my young bald holes were still tight as a little virgin. He went it dry, slamming his cock in and making me his dirty worthless victim. I cried and begged but he punched and slapped me till I shut up. He used me and cummed in my cunt no matter how much I tried to squirm away he slammed it in deep – showing me he’d do whatever the fuck he wanted. I was scared and turned on… this was not what I wanted! Or was it?
Wet Bald Pussy Makes Men Cum
Guys really seem to love a nice, clean-shaven pussy. To that end, I have long celebrated Bald and Free day. I love sitting in the tub, spreading my legs onto each side of it, and then running my hand over my cunt with my shave gel. I love the feel of a fresh razor grazing the creases where my thighs bend in to my cunt, caressing over the skin and lips, shearing away every inch of hair. Rinsing myself off, I often have trouble refraining from running my hands over my now smooth little cunt. I usually find my fingers working their way into the clean-shaven folds of flesh, straight to my nub and into my pussy. I work the bath water over and around my clit, and into my sweet little cunt over and over again, until I bring myself to a full-blown orgasm that rocks my world. Once I complete my bath, I almost always go that entire day commando. Who needs panties when your cunt is as lovely and clean as mine?
MILF Phone Sex: Sheila Turns Boys into Men
MILF phone sex sluts get laid all the time. I swear the older I get, the more I fuck. Those young boys can’t resist big tits and a round ass. I was walking the dog today when a young boy got off the school bus. He was clearly following me, so I made sure to really shake my ass. I had on yoga pants with no underwear and a sports bra that barely contained my 44 EEs. He followed me around the neighborhood. He didn’t even realize that he had come full circle. So, once he was back in front of my house, I invited him inside. He was skinny, socially awkward and screamed virgin. I love virgins. When a MILF makes a boy a man, she forever ruins him for girls his own age. Even when he grows up, he will still want older women. So, because of that, it is important that a MILF teach a young man how to please a woman. Not all women like the same things, but if you teach him the basics, the next MILF he meets can direct him on just how to please her. At least he will have some basic navigation skills. I began by showing this boy my pussy in all its glory. Spread wide to reveal my pretty pink folds and wet creamy inside. I showed him the basic parts; taught him how to use his fingers and tongue to work some pussy magic. He was a quick study too. Gave me a hot squirting pussy within an hour. I had to return the favor by letting him fuck the wet cunt he created. He grinned from ear to ear as he pumped his long skinny dick in and out of my MILF pussy. He got off the school bus today a boy. He gets on it tomorrow a man.
Best Porno Yet!
My house was broken into last week. I was so scared, but it turned out to be my best porno yet! My director didn’t tell me he put up cameras in my house to film his latest film. He wanted it to be really authentic so I had to seem really scared. I was terrified as these two big guys broke in one of my windows in my room. I ran down the hall and into the living room. They caught me and threw me on the ground. They took out knives and cut my clothes off. One grabbed me by my hair and jammed his cock down my throat while the other lifted me onto his cock and bounced me on it. They used me as their little fuck toy while I tried to escape and fight back. They laughed and fucked me harder; their cocks were so rough going in and out of me. They loved every moment of using my unwilling body. They finally came all over my tits and stomach and left me laying in my living room on the floor.
GFE Phone Sex with Shannon
So, you’re a big shot, are you? Got that great job, rolling in the dough, everything you ever wanted at your fingertips? Used to getting your way? If you think you have it like that, you can hit me up. If you really do have it like that, we can definitely have some fun. However, if you don’t make the cut, you will find yourself out of luck and out of time. If you can bring it, though, I can promise a great time.
No matter what your fantasy is, no matter what atrocities you can conjure, I will fulfill it. I can and will blow your mind, and take you on a sexual journey like none you’ve had before. I can be the perfect girlfriend, a fabulous date for any occasion, or just the best fuck buddy you’ve had.
So, I ask again: Are you all the man you think you are? Give me a call, and I’ll let you know if you qualify for some of this sexy GFE babe.
Groping My G-Spot
When my daddy told me that he thought I’d be great at incest phone sex I was really excited! I mean we already have a really amazing sex life together but this added in an appealing new twist to change the pace of things. Every once in a while when I get all heated and flustered after talking to a new sexy man I go to my daddy and let him feel my puffy swollen pussy lips through my panties with a sweet little pout on my lips. Daddy always spoils his sexy baby girl with his amazing cock! He knows my whole body is his but he still insists on teasing me and taunting my horny pussy. His newest fetish is shoving his whole fist in my tight little pussy! It always really stings at first but then he uncurls his fingers once his hand is deep inside me and starts pinching and rubbing with his fingers all along my slick walls. All I can do is lay back and whimper as my eyes roll back into my head from the sweet tingles of pleasure that crawl up my spine every time. Daddy is so good because he knows the whole inside of my pussy like the back of his hand. Once he’s ready for me to cum and his arm is drenched with my warm pussy juice he squeezes my G-spot and makes me squirt hard all over his arm and shudder with a body quaking orgasm.
Laundry day
It wasn’t supposed to be laundry day, but after we fucked all night, we were both soaked with the juices of our love making, and so were the sheets. On my way to the laundry room, you grabbed me and we fucked again in the kitchen. I bent low to put the clothes in the washing machine, and you invaded my tight, hot pussy again with your cum. Now your shirt I was wearing is all wet and sticky, too, probably from that yummy, hot load of jizz you sprayed my perfect tits with. So off it comes and in the basket for the next load. I don’t mind, my holes are just for you to take and please yourself with, in any way you wish! But, now what am I going to wear out to hang the warm, wet laundry on the line? Fuck it, we have a big yard, I’m sure no one will notice. So I scoop up the basket of clothes and out the back door I go. I feel my skin tighten against the chilly almost fall breeze. The way it cools the dampness between my thighs, and teases my nipples feels so good and exhilarating!
I get the sheets hung, and start grabbing clothes. You startle me, appearing behind one hanging sheet. You’re naked too, and so very hard. I can’t help dropping to my knees and shoving that yummy cock down my throat! I live to drink y our cum, and wear it on my skin, and in my holes proudly. I’m the perfect GFE phone sex girl for you, baby.
What should we do now?
Take Me In Church!!
Well, I was invited to church, so I went last night. Not something I’ve done much of since I left home, but I figured why not. The preacher’s son…O M G!! And, he kept looking at me from the platform. Midway through the service, I excused myself to the bathroom. The bathroom is in the very back of the church, and you can’t even hear the preacher from that distance. So, imagine my surprise when I walked out of the stall, and found the preacher’s son standing against the sink. He politely informed me that he didn’t have but a minute or 2, but he wanted me. He pulled me to him, ran a hand up my skirt, and thrust a couple of fingers inside my flooded puss. Not 3 seconds later, his massive cock replaced it. He lifted me up, and settled me on that shaft, and proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. By the time we got back into the chapel, the preacher was looking at us like he knew what had been going on, but we didn’t care. We acted as normal as ever.

















