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My, How You’ve Grown!

Gina — Tue, 23 Aug 2011 23:17:49 +0000

My how you’ve grown! Seems like just yesterday I was changing your diaper, having you suckle at my breast, and bathing you in the sink. But you’re getting older now, on the verge of manhood. Your body is changing, growing, and you’re exploring those new and exciting changes. It’s my honor to help you explore those changes, and as your mommy, I feel it’s my duty as well *wink*. I love to sneak into the shower with you and lather you up, making sure not to miss a single inch! Mmmmm, do you like the way mommy washes you?

My, how you’re growing!

Mommy Gina

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No Big Boy Pants

Gina — Wed, 10 Aug 2011 14:00:31 +0000

My little boy is growing up so fast. He wants to wear big boy pants and be such a little man for mommy! So we went to the store together to pick out his first pair of big boy underwear. The aisle was so big and had so many choices, from superhero to cute little fire trucks.

My little boy chose the superhero of course. He begged to put them on right there in the store, and it’s so hard for me to say no to him. So I helped him change his pants right there in the store isle.

He was so proud as we did the rest of our shopping, feeling like such a big boy. But I think he got so excited and distracting shopping with mommy as a big boy, that he went and had a very big accident in his brand new big boy pants.

He was so sad with his cute little pouty lips as I got him cleaned up and back in diapers once again, telling him that I’ve decided he had to wait a little longer before trying big boy underwear again.

Mommy Gina

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Taking his Virginity

Gina — Fri, 15 Jul 2011 19:37:08 +0000

I was remembering my son’s first time the other day…the day I took his virginity…

…I had walked in on my son while he was masturbating under his covers. He was taken completely by surprise and immediately stopped pulling on his little cock. I just smiled at him, walked up to the bed and said no need to stop. He was very shy and coy about what he was doing – it was sweet. I pulled the blanket back and there I saw his throbbing boner standing straight upright.

I asked him, “Did you hear Mom masturbating and it made you want to rub your cock?”

He responded in a weak voice, “Uhmm… yeah Mom… is that bad?”

I told him no, of course not and leaned forward and kissed his lips while sliding my hand down to place his hand in between my thighs to have him feel the heat between my legs. At the same time I took my hand and started stroking his thick cock. As I stuck my tongue down his throat I could feel him increase his breathing and his penis was throbbing so intensely. I lean over to his ear and told him that Mother was going to teach him all about a woman’s body and how to please a woman right.

I asked him, “You want to please Mommy don’t you?”

He replied, “Yes Mom, I will do whatever you say to make you happy.”

And that is how it happened…how my son lost his virginity to me.

Is it any wonder why I love mommy/son role play so much?? Taking son’s virginity is so deliciously naughty, dontcha think?

Gina

Moonlight Swim

Gina — Fri, 01 Jul 2011 18:50:58 +0000

Mmmm, I just love the water – so warm and soothing. I especially like to put on some music and go for a moonlight dip under the stars, au naturale of course. All the boys in the neighborhood know this as well. They think I don’t see them peeking over the fence, trying to catch a glimpse of my glistening body in the moonlight, but I know – and it gives me that special, warm tingle. I love to perform for them, dancing to the slow, sultry music and touching myself. I secretly hope that I will entice one (or even all) of them into the water for a little under water exploration. Perhaps I’ll see you there tonight, peering, and you’ll be the one to join me for a moonlight swim!

Mommy Gina

Lover of the mommy/son role play, gang bangs, and being the neighborhood naughty MILF
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Internet Porn

Gina — Sun, 20 Mar 2011 15:53:54 +0000

Well, I guess it’s to be expected….a boy your age discovering internet porn on the computer. But I simply won’t have you learning about the birds and the bees online – oh noo!! What kind of mommy would I be then? So when I catch you looking at naughty pics of girls on the internet, I don’t get angry or yell; quite the opposite.

I ask you if you are curious about girls and how your body reacts to them, motioning to that bulge that is growing increasingly large inside your pants. I can see your face start to turn three shades of crimson red at my forwardness, and it makes me giggle a little.

My hand reaches over to your face, lovingly caressing your cheek, then running my fingers under your chin, encouraging you to meet my gaze as I smile at you reassuringly.

“It’s all right dear, no need to be embarrassed, I know all about such things.”

With that I take you by the hand, lead you to your bed, and begin to unbutton my blouse…

“Now you must have a lot of questions, so let’s just see if I can answer a few of them for you…”

Mommy Gina

Peek-a-Boo

Gina — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 03:12:15 +0000

You think I don’t notice, don’t you, but I do young man. I see how your eyes linger down around my skirt. How you stop what you are doing to watch me as I bend down to pick something up, hoping to catch a peek at my panties underneath. How you always volunteer to help with the laundry when its time to do my delicates, so you can fondle my panties and sneak a whiff of my scent. And I have long since found your stash of my dirty panties under your mattress. I even know you rotate them out to get freshly soiled panties.

Now I know you are going to fumble with some lame excuse and profess how I must be mistaken. And I know I should scold you and tell you that you are naughty and to never touch my panties again. But the truth of the matter is that it gives me more then just a giggle when I catch your eye lingering over my panty area, or breathing in deeply to fill your nostrils with my musky scent. And while I’m in the confessing mood, let me say that I sometimes even try and give you a little peek at the panties I am wearing so I can watch your “appendage” grow and swell in your pants, heeheehee. Who knows, perhaps one day I will let you play more then just “peek-a-boo.” Perhaps that day is today!

Gina

To all my Mommy Friends

Lauren — Fri, 07 May 2010 00:24:48 +0000

I just wanted to take a moment to pass on a Mothers Day wish to all the Lovely Ladies I work with here at phone a mommy. You are all very special and dear! I hope everyone gets to enjoy a wonder Mothers Day spending it with your favorite babies, family and friends.

Mommy Lauren

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Mommy catches you again…..

Rebecca — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 23:30:54 +0000

Were you sniffing Mommies panties again young man? Answer me and tell me the truth! You like the smell of your mother? Well Mommy has some special plans for you then. Mommy dumps out all her dirty panties out on your bed and has you lay on them. Now Mommy will give you an even closer smell of her scent, lie still.

Mommy Becca

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Play with Me!

Rebecca — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 18:50:38 +0000

Little Elmo knows how to be a naughty little boy! Don’t be afraid when Mommy walks in and catches you playing in that diaper, a matter of fact Mommy will be pleased to help her naughty little boy. Mommy realizes that all babies have those urges now and then. Now call Mommy dear and let her help you with them. Elmo is having so much fun in his diaper, you want to too dont you? Ofcourse you do!

Mommy Becca

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Givin’ You Da Bird

Stacie — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 00:53:35 +0000

This Thanksgiving holiday with its blessings so grand
Should serve to remind us of the joys at hand
The friendships we treasure, our families dear
The love we’ve been given and shared, year to year
The food at our tables, where many have none
The dawn of each morning beneath the bright sun
The dreams that we carry; the warmth in our hearts
That bring us together when we are apart.

The walks by the lakeshore as stars light the sky
The joys in the children who quickly pass by
The stillness of nature, the comforts of home
Each blessing the greatest that could ever be known
The warm, pleasured scents from the kitchen, delight
Arousing the senses near the firelight
The wondrous decor of the season to come
Good tidings, best wishes for everyone.

The freedom we hold, so to live peacefully
The soldiers who serve us, so diligently
The air that we breathe, the flowers we grow
The brightness of spring, the coldness of snow
Our sons and daughters, our husbands and wives
And the furry creatures who capture our lives –
All are blessings we’re given to cherish, always
Yet, especially so on Thanksgiving Day.

Celebrate this time for the beauty abound
Be thankful for all of the blessings you’ve found
For in the end, blessed you will truly be –
A soul filled with love, peace and harmony
Happy Thanksgiving, my friends; I am blessed, indeed
I am thankful for the love you have shared, selflessly
May each road that you travel be paved with a smile
Have a wonderful holiday….enjoyed in style!

May you have many blessings This Thanksgiving Day.

Stacie

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Such Naughty Turkeys!

Sara — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 16:34:59 +0000

Why wait ‘till Turkey Day to Indulge in a Feast?

Call and taste a Sample of my Scrumptious Delectable’s,

my succulent pussy is craving to be stuffed full of your hard meat!

Play this month at a discount of $1.79. Just say the code word “Naughty Turkey” and ask for Sara.

Don’t let the turkey burn, Call Now 1 888 430 2010 so I can baste and tenderize that meat of yours in my mouth watering juices.

Tubby Time With Mommy Lizabeth

Lizabeth — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 01:55:13 +0000

Rubba dub dub, Mommy Liz is in the tub! I love to give each and every one of my Babies and Sissies a nice bubble bath. There is no reason to be afraid of the water, because I’ll be right there with you to make sure you are safe. And sometimes Mommy spends a little extra time washing that tiny little hiney and pee pee. Oh I know that’s naughty, but sometimes Mommies like to show their little ones special attention.

Liz

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Missing You All

Lizabeth — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:02:55 +0000

Some of you have not spoken to me in so long. I miss you all, I think of you all so very much. I had a wonderful call this past weekend with one of my all time favorite people. I am so glad you gave me a call honey, I really had missed you and thought of you often. It was so wonderful to hear your voice and that sweet laugh of yours. Thank you for taking the time to give me a call so we could reconnect. Now if you would only email me…….

Even the penguin has missed you! lol.

All my love,

Mommy Lizabeth

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I Have Just What You Need

Gina — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 14:57:29 +0000

Awww, my little man keeps squirming and holding his hand down below his belly, like he’s so very uncomfortable down there. I know what you need – a nice, warm enema to get things moving the way they should and make everything right as rain again! Now now, stop your fussing, mommy knows what’s best for you. You’ll feel so much better when that warm water starts flowing deep inside you! And don’t you be worried or embarrassed about that little “swelling” you get between your legs every time you get an enema. It’s a perfectly normal reaction that boys get when they receive and enema. But don’t worry; mommy knows how to take care of that too! Now assume the position – on your belly with your knees under you, that’s it, now raise those hips of yours and spread your knees apart….

Mommy Gina

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I Love This Picture

Candy — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 21:21:48 +0000

I saw this and just had to post it. Is it not just wonderful. The Furry Last Supper. I wish I could make it bigger for you all to see but I cannot. Some might see this as sacrilegious, I do not. It’s a whimsical look at Furry Life. And the amount of creative thinking that went into it is amazing. I love Baby Furs, I have a few that do calls with me. We do everything from just light petting and snuggling to some down and dirty nasty stuff. I love the sounds my baby Furs make too. Especially when we are being somewhat incestuious.

Candy

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Play Date

Gina — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 19:58:43 +0000

I always get a devilish little smirk on my face when you tell me your friends are coming over to play video games or what have you. You think I’m oblivious to their looks, their stares. On the contrary, every move I make is deliberate, calculated. The way I saunter past the tv, swaying my hips from side to side in my tight little shorts. The way my hand lingers on one of their arms, slowly drifting down and across their hand. The way I bend at the waist when I’m putting down a tray of cookies and milk for them, allowing them an unobstructed view of my perky breasts. And then there it is – the desired result – the straining of their swollen appendage against their shorts! I never get tired of seeing that *giggle*. I wonder if they know what to do with their newly acquired condition. How to touch it, to stroke it, to relieve their built up tension, the way I have shown you, taught you, guided you. Perhaps one of these days I will turn one of your little “play dates” into a true ‘play date’ that your friends will not soon forget *wink*.

Mommy Gina

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Sand Cakes

Candy — Thu, 27 Aug 2009 12:55:14 +0000

I think that I might go to the beach today. I enjoy going to sit on my blanket, under my beach umbrella and watching the people. Everyone is having such a good time, laughing, sunning themselves, playing with their children, eating food that always manages to get sand in it. That would be the only thing I do not like about the beach, the sand, it follows you around for years after. I remember when I was little. My mom and dad would always make us take our flip flops down to the water and rise them off as well as our feet. I never understood this, because if you put flip flops on to walk back to the car, then you are flicking up all that sand on to the back of your calf. So instead of being sand free for the car ride home my mom would look at us and say something like…How in the WORLD did you get all that sand on you? Didn’t you rinse off like your Father and I told you? Of course, we would all just look at each other wondering why my Mom just couldn’t see the connection between the sand caked on the back of our legs and the flip flops. Anyway, I hope you have a fantastic day, and if you see me down there at the beach, come on up and say hi, we can build a sand castle together.

Mommy Candy

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