Category: Fantasy mom

Being a Fantasy Mom Keeps Me Just as Busy as Being a Real Dirty Mom

fantasy momI enjoy being a fantasy mom. All my offspring have friends with mommy issues. Young boys who fantasize about a curvy busty horny mommy. Some of them born to dads who watched my porn once upon a time. I don’t get recognized that often honestly because I was younger when I did porn. Plus, I was not in the industry for very long either.

A few years ago, when my middle daughter still attended high school, she dated a boy whose dad turned out to be my number one fan. He started watching my porn when he was just a few years younger than me when I started in the industry.

My late husband produced a lot of porn and allowed studios to film content in his home. Funny when you think about it. My house started off hosting various porn sets. And then years later, my husband and I made our own dirty taboo phone sex homemade porn. I guess it’s just in the house’s DNA.

But I didn’t know that boy’s baby brother attends high school with my youngest daughter. And they just started dating. My oldest daughter didn’t date his older brother who is the son of my biggest fan, so it didn’t matter if I fucked that boy or not. Of course I did. And I fucked his father too.

Sometimes, Men Recognize Me from Porn

So, in my mind, I knew I needed to fuck this younger brother. That way I can boast that I fucked a father and both his sons. How many women can say that? But I was not sure if the boy even knew his dad owns most of my porn. We found out Saturday night. My youngest daughter invited him over to spend the day with us.

Brutally hot outside. And when it gets that hot, we always spend a lot of time in the pool. The boy couldn’t take his eyes off me. Especially my boobs. Although I knew that did not mean he recognized me. My tits look spectacular. All boys stare at them.

But later in the day, I caught him in my bedroom, sniffing my dirty panties, and saying my porn name. He knew. Turns out that his brother told him about me. I know I shouldn’t fuck any of my daughter’s boyfriends. But sometimes I just can’t help it. I needed to fuck three men from the same family. My daughter would understand.

When I took off my bikini, his jaw dropped, his eyes bugged out and he pitched a tent in his swim trunks. And ample tent too. Damn, he might be bigger than his brother and his dad combined, and I think he might even grow a few more inches. I pulled his cock out from his swim trunks and my hand pumped his cock like three times and he came. Poor boy seemed so embarrassed.

I Only Borrow My Daughters’ Boyfriends

But before he could flee the scene, I pulled him back, threw him down on my bed and gave him head until that cock came back to life. It didn’t take long. It never does at that age. Before long, my wet mommy pussy slid up and down his big teen cock. My daughter busted me for riding her boyfriend ‘s cock. At first, she looked horrified, but then I explained to her that I wanted to say that I fucked both brothers and the father. My daughters never stay mad at me for long.

I encouraged her to join us. And I even watched them fuck. But you know me, I cleaned up that mess in her teen pussy. And she cleaned up his mess in my pussy. That boy fucked a mother and a daughter. No doubt he’ll go home and boast to his daddy.

Perhaps, that might prompt daddy to come fuck me again. I love my fan boys. And I love my nice big fucking family phone sex clan. I will never steal a boy from one of my daughters. However, I will borrow them occasionally. I have seniority in this family.

Snuff Fantasies Turn Real When Fantasy Mommy Gets Hers

snuff fantasies

 

One boy isn’t enough for a woman with my appetite. I called my other grandson into the room, the older one, who thought he was too grown for his granny’s games. “Get in here, you arrogant prick,” I barked. He froze, seeing his cousin face-down in my cunt. I didn’t give him time to process. I grabbed him by the belt and yanked him forward, forcing him to watch the spectacle.

 

“Look at how he laps it up,” I sneered, grinding my hips against the younger one’s mouth. “You think you’re a man? A real man knows how to serve the matriarch.” I reached down and ripped his pants open, pulling out his hard cock. It was twitching, desperate. I didn’t use a lubricant; I used the slime already coating my thighs. I guided his head down, sliding his shaft right into my soaking wet hole with one brutal thrust.

 

I groaned, the feeling of his thick cock stretching my aged walls. I started bouncing on him, my heavy tits swinging and slapping against his chest. “Yes, fuck your granny!” I screamed, the verbal abuse fueling the fire. “Take it from the woman who owns you!” I reached back and grabbed the younger one, pulling him up by the neck so he could watch the penetration. “Watch how he fills me, you little worm. This is how the bloodline stays strong.” I rode him harder, my pussy gripping him tight, the sound of our skin slapping echoing through the house

Sensual Fantasies My Old Ass!

sensual Fantasies

 

Why would I waste my best assets on some pathetic stranger in a smoky club for a few crumpled twenties? No, I kept the show in the house. I looked at my grandson, his eyes wide and shaking, staring at my hips. “Stop trembling, you little shit,” I spat, grabbing his hair and pulling his face close to my chest. “You’re a man of this house, and it’s time you learned what a real woman looks like under her dress.”

 

I didn’t glide; I commanded. I reached for the zipper of my floral house-dress, the sound of it sliding down loud in the silent room. I stepped out of the fabric, standing before him in nothing but a sheer, lace bra that barely contained my heavy, sagging tits. I saw him swallow hard. “Look at them,” I commanded, slapping my breast so it bounced violently. “These are the tits that fed your father, and now they’re here to ruin your mind.”

 

I reached back and slid my panties down my thick thighs, tossing them onto his face. The smell of my musk hit him instantly. I stepped closer, my wide, hairy pussy glistening in the light. I grabbed his hand and forced his fingers into my wet folds. “Feel that, you pathetic brat? That’s the family legacy. Now get on your knees and start licking, or I’ll give you something to really cry about.” He didn’t hesitate. He buried his face in my crotch, tongue frantically scrubbing my clit while I laughed and pushed his head deeper into my juices

Cougar phone sex to lure young boys into my wet pussy

Cougar phone sexCougar phone sex gets me young, sexy things like yourself! I’ve always had a hankering for a fresh, hot guy, or maybe more like it, a hot boy. I know your young dick is dripping, needing some extra care.

That’s why you followed me all the way home, isn’t it? You were so mesmerized by my big tits, it’s like you were hypnotized. I’ve got a way with doing that, especially with the young and inexperienced.

My cougar pussy loves to pop in fresh meat!

So come on, baby boy, let me take a peek at what you’re working with. Show Mommy Karen how you stroke it. I want to see how big it gets when I take off all my clothes and shake my tits and pussy in your face!

Mmm, look at that rigid young shaft! It is going to feel so good buried deep inside my dripping wet pussy. You’ll make me gush, and you won’t be able to stop cumming.

Don’t worry, baby, that’s natural when you are so young. That’s why you need a Mommy like me to show you how to work it. And fuck you into the man you want to become.

Don’t stop, baby, pull out and Jack off for me. I want it all over my face and tits. Your newbie cum tastes so pure and sweet. I swear, baby, you’ve got to taste it yourself.

Don’t sit either. I am here to teach you everything you need to know about fucking. So when you are done spurting your seed, you’re going to clean me up with that tongue of yours. I know you busted a big load in there, but a boy’s gotta learn, right? And I love watching cute young studs lap up every last drop of their cougar mommy’s juices.

Fantasy Mom Coed XXX Sex Ed Graduation

 

 

fantasy momThe final day. The grand mixer. I had the entire hall prepared, the air thick with the scent of anticipation and sweat. I stood at the head of the room, dressed in nothing but a sheer lace robe that left nothing to the imagination.

 

“Welcome to graduation,” I announced, my voice booming. “You’ve learned the basics. Now, we put it all together. No rules. No limits. Just raw, filthy sex.”

 

I didn’t even have to tell them twice. The boys and girls collided in a violent surge of hormones. It was a sea of naked flesh, a cacophony of grunts, screams, and the wet slapping of skin on skin.

 

I walked through the orgy, a goddess of filth. I saw a boy buried deep in a girl’s ass, his face contorted in effort. I slapped his back hard. “Deeper, you lazy shit! Fuck her until she can’t walk!”

 

I moved to a group of three, a girl being double-penetrated while another sucked her breasts. I knelt beside them, sliding my own fingers into the girl’s mouth. “Taste it,” I commanded. “Taste the cum of your classmates. Swallow every drop.”

Taboo phone sex splays me out for you to use

Taboo phone sex Taboo phone sex girls get desperate sometimes. Yeah, I fuck like a whore, but sometimes it’s hard to get what I want. Every so often, you have to be a bit aggressive to get what you want.

My horny pussy won’t stop until it gets filled!

There’s this guy who has been playing hard to get for too long. I know he wants me, and I’ve finally had enough of his teasing. I decided I’m going to break into his apartment and wait till he gets home.

The thrill of trespass got me so hot. That bastard won’t be able to ignore my advances when I’m spread-eagled on his bed. I’ve fantasized about him for so long, his strong hands holding me down as he claims my body. So here I am, breaking into his place, waiting for him on this very bed.

When he discovered his uninvited guest, he was a little pissed. But I begged for his hard cock, and he gave in. He got on top of me and sucked on my fat tits until it hurt.

“You want to be a fucking whore, I’m going to fuck you like one!” He yelled in my face. He left the room and came out with a rope. He tied my legs and arms, and there was no way I could escape. I fucking loved it.

He went balls deep, slamming my twat. He gave it to me as hard and mean as he could. I’m a girl who loves a brutal fucking, but he even had me begging for mercy. Which he definitely did not give me.

The more I whimpered, the harder he fucked, and then he shifted to claim my ass. His thick cock tore my poor asshole up, but I knew I deserved it. My Sensual fantasies got me into a world of hurt.

And when he finally came, it was with a ferocity that made me feel like a used-up slut. His hot cum splashed across my face, leaving me gasping and dripping with his seed. The sickest part is that he left me tied there for hours because he wanted me to be ready when he came back for more.

Fantasy mom is the authority on draining your heavy balls

Fantasy mom Fantasy mom has got you in a world of trouble now! I bet you didn’t think you were going to meet a girl like me. It was like fate the way we met.

 

I was just at the store, picking out some new bras and panties, when I caught you jerking it to some brat behind a rack of clothes. I mean, seriously, how sick can you get? 

 

But don’t you worry, I’ve got the perfect punishment for perverts like you.

 

I approach you from behind, whispering in your ear that I am an undercover cop and that you needed to come with me. You resist at first, so I grab you by the arm and use my Mommy voice to get you to comply. 

 

We strolled out to my car, and I made you get in the backseat, right next to my big, bountiful boobs. You were squirming, wondering what was about to go down, but you didn’t have long to wait.

 

” Stroke that cock and suck on my titties,” I ordered you, my voice firm but seductive. You hesitated for just a second, but then you began to comply, your hand pumping up and down and your mouth lavishing attention on my nipples.

 

I could see the bewilderment in your eyes as you serviced my breasts. Is that when you knew I wasn’t who I said I was? I tell you to stroke your cock faster. I could tell you were close to cumming. So, I gave you a countdown, my voice getting huskier with each number. “3…2…1… now, give me that load!”

 

I grabbed your cock and positioned it so you would make a mess of yourself. All over your black jeans, now everyone will know you are a fucking pervert. You let out a long, shuddering groan and erupted all over your pants. 

 

I think the patrons parking nearby heard it all too. That and the sight of your mess made me giggle with glee, knowing I’d broken another sick fuck with my perfect pair of tits.

 

So, sweetie, now you gotta walk around with jizzed stained jeans. And the next time you get the urge, remember what could happen if you are Caught jacking. You might get locked up or taken advantage of by someone sicker than you!

Fantasy Mom is Reality When You’re an Incest Mommy

fantasy mom

I walked into the bedroom and stopped dead, my breath hitching as I saw them. My son was clumsily shoving his cock into his sister, both of them shaking, looking terrified and awkward. It was pathetic. They were treating this like a secret sin instead of the filthiest pleasure imaginable.

“Is that how you two think you’re supposed to fuck?” I purred, stepping closer.

They jumped, eyes wide, but I didn’t give them time to pull apart. I stripped my clothes off in seconds, my tits swinging free, and pushed my way between them. I grabbed my son’s head, forcing his face into my soaking pussy while I reached down to guide his cock deeper into his sister.

“You’re both amateurs,” I hissed, my voice dripping with lust. “You don’t hide this. You embrace the filth. You’re siblings, you’re blood—that’s what makes it so fucking hot.”

I leaned down, whispering in my daughter’s ear while I ground my ass against my son’s thigh. “Take it all, you little slut. Let your brother stretch you out while your mother watches and tastes him.”

I started directing them, barking orders on how to angle their bodies, how to moan louder, and how to treat each other like pieces of meat. I didn’t just join in; I turned their clumsy fumbling into a raunchy, sweat-soaked gangbang. By the time we all came, the room smelled of raw sex and taboo, and they finally knew exactly how a real incestuous fuck is done.

Fantasy Mom Tricked Into Motherhood in The Best Way

Once a Fantasy mom, or rather Stepmom, now the mother of his seed.
Ward heard his dad’s furious voice through the walls as he finally realized I was pregnant. Well, and that the baby couldn’t be his.
So, he stormed out, demanding that Ward pack and leave with him. However, Ward refused and stayed. When the front door slammed, I sat on the bed cradling my swollen belly, tears stinging my eyes.
Then Ward walked in and pulled me into his arms. His strong hands stroked my back, and the comfort quickly turned electric. So, he kissed me hard, and I kissed him back. Instantly, my body responds.
My nipples tightened, and my pussy grew slick as he peeled off my nightgown. Thus, exposing my pregnant curves.
So, Ward caressed my swollen breasts and the firm bump that carried his offspring. Ward, then lay me on the bed. Whereas he began to explore every inch of me with his mouth and hands.

Fantasy Mom Turned to The Mother of Stepsons Offspring

Then, I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. So, I gripped his hard cock, lined it up with my dripping entrance. Then, I sank down slowly, taking every thick inch inside me.
Now, I rode him in deep, rolling strokes, grinding my clit against him while my pregnant belly rested between us.  Thus, his hands squeezed my ass, guiding me faster as pleasure built.
Between thrusts, he confessed he had tricked me into sex. Then he even took to doing everything possible to get me pregnant. All so he could keep me forever.
Undoubtedly, these words shocked me. Yet they sent a dark thrill straight through my core.
So, I rode him harder, clenching around his cock. With the taboo truth mixed with raw lust. Quickly, my orgasm crashed over me. And I cried out, milking him until he erupted deep inside me.
Afterward, I collapsed onto his chest, our bodies still joined. Now, my husband was gone for good. So, Ward and I have the house to ourselves.
Now, we can fuck whenever we want—morning, night, or whenever desire strikes. Meanwhile, our little Angel is growing inside. This proves what we built together. So, I no longer want it any other way.
We are going to be together, really together, from now on.
Fantasy Mom

Fantasy Mom Fills In for Daddy on Father’s Day

fantasy mom

 

I looked at my daughter, her face flushed and eyes wide with a mix of terror and desperation. She’s a pathetic little thing, isn’t she? Just a soft, trembling piece of meat that belongs entirely to me. I didn’t give her a choice; I just shoved her onto the bed and ripped those cheap panties aside, exposing her dripping, pink pussy to the air.

“Look at you, you useless little bitch,” I sneered, grabbing her chin hard enough to leave a mark. “Soaking wet just because Mommy told you to get naked. You’re nothing but a breeding ground for my pleasure.”

I didn’t waste time with gentleness. I spat on my fingers and shoved two of them deep inside her tight channel, stretching her open with a brutal force that made her gasp and arch her back. I loved the way she whimpered, the sound of a broken girl realizing she has no escape. I hammered my fingers in and out, the wet, slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh filling the room.

“Beg for it, you slut! Tell me how much you love your mother fucking you!”

She sobbed, her voice cracking as she pleaded for more. I laughed, leaning down to bite her breast hard, leaving a deep bruise. I shifted, grinding my soaking clit against her entrance, sliding my drenched folds over her sensitive nub. I fucked her with my body, rubbing my juices into her until she screamed, her orgasm hitting her in violent waves while I whispered exactly how pathetic she was for loving the shame.