I’m into extreme phone sex play, just like I am into extreme sex. I don’t make love, I fuck. I don’t go vanilla, I go dirty. The things most women won’t do sexually, are among my favorite things. Anal fucking, cum baths, fisting, toilet play, gang bangs, man’s best friend, incest, drugs, breeding…. Last night, I woke up horny as hell. I was dreaming about being fisted. Been too long since someone crammed their arm up one of my dirty fuck holes. I grabbed a few of my larger masturbation tools and snuck into my youngest boy’s room. I get off harder when he strokes his little boy nub for me while I impale my cunt with some big toys.
I grabbed the baseball bat I use as my ghetto home security system, and the wine bottle I polished off earlier in the evening, even grabbed my speculum so I could crank open my cunt for my son. I love showing my offspring exactly where they came from! I started with the baseball bat. Figured it would feel like fisting to me since it is long and thick like an arm. The moment I started to shove it up my cunt, I realized I had a peeping tom. Someone was outside my son’s bedroom window watching me. Or maybe since it wasn’t my room, it was some dirty perv who likes little boys. My kind of man, so I did nothing but continue with my show.
My moaning woke my son up, just like I hoped. He rubbed his eyes, “Mommy is it play time,” he asked? “Always honey,” I replied. He pulled the covers down, took off his tighty whities and rubbed his little swollen pee pee as I crammed that baseball bat up my birth canal. I was moaning so loud, pretty sure I was gonna wake up the whole house. Hopefully my peeping tom was enjoying the show. I started squirting all over the place. Juices coated the baseball bat. My son was frantically tugging at his pecker trying to go squirty, as he calls it. I told him to come closer to mommy.
Then, I grabbed the wine bottle and started fucking my twat with that. With the open end shoved up my pussy, I knew I would drip right into the bottle. Seeing my son play with his little nub made be wetter. I was squirting into the bottle, quickly filling it up with my puss piss. My son deserved a treat for being the inspiration to my sloppy wet cunt. I poured my pussy juice down his throat and he gulped it up. I glanced over to my peeping tom, raised the bottle as a sign of cheer, and gulped down a swig myself.
My son begged to see where he came from again, so I got out my speculum, cranked it up and let him see into mommy’s pussy. I was so swollen and wet. I told him to take aim and go squirty inside my gaping hole. When he did, I heard a thud outside. I think my peeping tom got so excited he came and fell off the ladder. Well, hope he enjoyed the show. My son sure did. He shot his little boy batter into my gaping cunt and we both went back to bed feeling very rested! A good hard cum or four, always makes me sleep like a baby. Hopefully my peeping tom slept well too!
Boys in the sexuality section of the library are like bugs caught in my fly trap. The can just smell my sweet nectar and can’t help but be lured in. I’ve even set up a specialty wrack on the shelves in the section so I can have good handle bars for the eventually fucking I’ll get. They’re already hard by the time a show up so having quickies is perfect. They all say the same thing, too. “Ms. Hazel, I had no idea you…” and before they can even get the next words out of their mouth I’ve got their stiff cock in my hands. I’ve even arranged the aisles to make a perfect little fuck room and I think the boys know it. They’ll wait around “reading” for hours waiting to cum on this innocent looking young lady. “The smart type” they’ll say, and a smart girl is what they want. I handle dicks like a scientist. 
