Taboo Temptations Operator

I simply adore mommy fantasies of all kinds but there’s just something extra delicious when it comes to teaching a young boy and taking his virginity. It only adds extra spice when it’s my own teenage son.  Would you like to play with me?

Attentively checking in on my teenage son

I walk in on my teenage son to check in on him and make sure he’s doing his homework but instead find him masturbating under his covers. He’s taken completely by surprise and immediately stops pulling on his little cock. I just smile at him, all the while knowing exactly what he’s doing.  “No need to stop honey.” He is very shy and coy about what he was doing and stutters his words asking what I am talking about. I reach down and pull the blanket back and only to witness his throbbing boner standing straight upright.

When I ask my son if he heard me masturbating last night he replied yes.  That followed with a confession from him that hearing me moan like that made him want to rub his cock.  In a weak voice he asked me, “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.  I wanted him to feel the heat between my legs for himself.  At the same time, I took my hand and started stroking his thick cock. 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 the right way.

This is only the beginning; how my son lost his virginity. Let’s spin this taboo fantasy into a mind blowing orgasm just the way you envision.  Will you be the inquisitive son looking to learn everything there is about a woman’s body, or the more defiant son who just wants to get off?

For me there’s nothing like weaving multiple taboo fantasies into one scrumptious story / fantasy role play! For example a fantasy role play that includes a mommy son carnal duo, a cuckold husband, and some forced sissification all rolled into one.  If your mind is thinking how in the world to you do that, let me explain…

A day in the life of my cuckold sissy slave husband

You wait in agonizing anticipation.  Your thoughts are spiraling from one image to another. Never did you think you would be turned into a real-life cuckold sissy slave, and definitely not being cuckolded by your very own son. But here you are. You know where I am this evening and what I’ve been doing.  I was quite explicit as to my plans for the night.

I’m out with your son. Your gorgeous, viral, well-endowed son. You ponder how you came to this.  How your life has become a never-ending exercise in humiliation. How you've been turned into a pathetic, panty wearing cuckold sissy slave. Not to mention being cuckolded by your own flesh and blood (and all his friends for that matter).  So desperate for any scraps I will toss your way. Beyond reasoning, you've been willingly subjected such demeaning, humiliating torments that I can devise.  Not just willingly, but eagerly as well. The fact of the matter is, is that you have come to crave this aspect of your new station in life as my cuckold husband and sissy slave.

When I do finally come home, I find you on your knees at the door in your lingerie that I had laid out for you to wear. I see the mound in your panties from the chastity lock and smile as I think about how you must have been cursing your captive state while I was out being anything but chaste.  Such is the life of a public cuckold husband. When you ask me if I enjoyed my evening, a smile grows on my face as I recount the evening’s festivities.

I weave a tale worthy of your status as my cuckold husband and sissy slave.

Chastity caged husband drips with excitement

I proceed to tell you how it felt having a real man fuck me, of how your son made me cum repeatedly. I recount every delicious detail of how he pounded my sopping pussy with his big, fat cock. All the while watching you blush with every salacious detail.  I know your worthless cock is straining within the confinements of your cage. I then walk to the kitchen to see if you’ve finished all your chores, and in doing so, see if you were a good little husband and sissy slave.

You stand in the doorway, nervously watching me inspect your cleaning assignment. I like you nervous and filled with anxiety, it makes me smile. I know what you’re hoping for. You’re hoping that I will unlock you and allow you to touch your tiny insignificant clit.  You hope that all your hard work would be rewarded with a thick, sticky cream pie for you to dine on. One that you would be allowed to suck and lick it from my beautiful cunt, not just have the cream dripped into your pathetic waiting mouth.

I ask about your evening and hear how you followed the instructions I left for you, and then tell you to bend over and let me see. Indeed, the butt plug is in place and your chastity cage shows signs of your excitement still dripping in that hard, plastic shell. I can see hope sparkle in your eyes as well as dance across your face with anticipation. Of course, you can only wait and see how my mood will unfold. And in turn, see if you will be met with yearning pleasure or the sweet ecstasy pain. But you know the truth

At the mercy of my whims

You are so pathetic and you know that it doesn't matter what I choose to do or not do. You are ravenous for any and all of my ministrations. I tell you to keep your position as I circle you, debating what I will do next. That's when you feel my hand slide over that prettily presented sweet ass of yours. Your anticipation grows as you feel my fingers drift down to your butt plug. Will you be blessed with me fucking you with it? Your caged dick twitches as a fresh stream of pre-cum flows.

What shall I do with you next? Care to find out? Of course you do, pick up the phone and let's play.

Here we are, our bodies glistening with the afterglow of us consummating our taboo incestuous relationship; the scent of sex heavy in the air. Apparently, my nephew had been thinking about fucking me for quite a long time. At least that’s what he confessed to me post-coitus. Looking at him with both love and lust in my eyes, I can’t imagine never having him in my bed again. Before today, I never really gave a true thought to the taboo, the forbidden fruit. But here I am, starring in a real live incest sex story with my nephew. But I digress – let me back up a bit.

Now I know that boys sometimes have taboo fantasies involving their aunt or mom getting down and dirty, fucking and sucking with them. Be it like two primal animals rutting, or a more loving, sharing experience, it doesn’t matter – both having the same simple commonalities: aunt and nephew (or mom and son) together in the biblical sense.

Auntie nephew shares a close bond

My nephew; my sister’s baby is like my own baby boy, no matter how big or how old he gets. We chat and share what’s going on in each other’s lives as often as we can. Is it any wonder that he spends many a night at my place? We love to enjoy movie nights together with a big bowl of popcorn as we share a blanket and snuggle down together. During one of his sleepovers, a fierce thunderstorm broke out at three in the morning; it didn’t surprise me to find him tapping at my bedroom door, peeking in to see if I was awake.

His chest was bare and his pajama bottoms slung low on his hips. I felt a strange ping of something. Was this arousal, pride, or admiration? Shaking that vague feeling of arousal, I convinced myself it had to be one of those other platonic feelings. Yes, it had to be one of those. Pleased with how my nephew had grown up, strictly the pride an aunt has in her nephew. It couldn’t possibly be a taboo desire and incestuous lust for my sister’s own son that had suddenly stirred my juices, dampening my panties. Though I had to admit, he was handsome with his hair tousled, his bare torso lean, and sporting not just a six-pack, but an eight-pack.

I gave my head a mild shake to bring me back to the here and now. Without even giving it a thought, I pulled the covers back in an invitation for him to hop in and join me – and just like when he was two years old, he didn’t hesitate, but gave me a big roguish smile and sprinted into bed next to me.

The thunderstorm that drew us together

I wrapped my nephew up in my arms like I always have, pressing him to my bosom. He pressed his nose between my breasts, and with a low moan, he shifted his head to the side, nuzzling my breast through the thin cloth of my night time attire. His hands wrapped around me, turning me to my side, pulling me tight against his hard body. The raging thunderstorm that drew us together went mute as I suddenly became very aware that my sister’s little boy was more man and less boy. His hands started to roam, touching me in a very non-relative sort of way. He was caressing, searching, his lips tasting my skin, finding my pulse point and suckling.

I gently protested; he was my nephew after all. At least that’s what I kept telling myself as I allowed his taboo ministrations to continue. He kept murmuring about just a few more minutes, promising not to go further than I wanted. He kept repeating how much he’s wanted this for so long. That he wanted to touch me like this, to feel my soft skin under him. It was almost a montage of pleas and needs expressed, of pent-up desires and a deeply felt ache.

I never realized he dreamt of us in such a taboo way

I was actually in awe at the depth of his heartfelt desires. This wasn’t some horny, taboo itch that needed to be scratched – well, not the only thing at least. This was more. Deep feelings were involved in this. How could it not? I was his second mother; the woman who has always been there, through all the tears and laughter and awkward moments.

Then his hand found its way under my night time attire, and all random thoughts went out the window as he cupped my heavy breast in the palm of his hand. Lightning and desire shot straight to my wet pussy and nothing else mattered. I didn’t care if it was taboo. I didn’t care if I was partaking of the forbidden fruit. Incestuous or not, I needed to feel my nephew’s cock buried deep inside me; now.

There were no second thoughts. No apprehension, or questioning what was happening or what was going to happen between us. Thinking that this taboo temptation was wrong just didn’t enter the picture at this part of the program. We were both all in and nothing was going to stop our raging appetites for each other.

Innocent incest turns deliciously dirty and then some

Now as I said at the very beginning, the deed was done and there were no regrets spoiling our post-coitus glow. In fact, this was a new era for our relationship: from a close albeit innocent incestuous relationship to a very hot, down-and-dirty taboo relationship.

You thought you were getting more didn’t you? If you’re wondering if he ate my pretty little pussy out or if I used my tongue to lick his cock like a lollipop, then you’re on point. Are you wondering if he thrust his straining shaft down my throat and made me gag? Did he fuck me hard? Slow? Did he claim my ass and me at the same time?

Those are all very good questions and I am more than ready, willing and eager to spill all my taboo deeds. Just give me a call and I promise you, you will be well satisfied by the end of our incest phone sex call!

If you are an ADBL who uses phone sex for sexual gratification (or not) then perhaps we need to talk!  I’ve spoken to a multitude of adult babies and diaper lovers across time and get asked a number of questions about this specific topic.  I mostly offer my opinion on this fetish and use the knowledge and expertise I’ve gained from each of the calls I’ve engaged in.  Yes, the answers to most questions are as simple and as complicated as one might anticipate.

If you ask yourself if you are a freak for wanting to wear diapers, my short answer is absolutely not! I believe there is an undeniable need for many to explore this fetish.  Trust me when I say that you may feel like you are the only one out there with this deep desire; sexual or otherwise, but you are certainly not.  I’m sure you feel the stigma for being a diaper lover or adult baby and that alone can weigh heavy on you because it’s seems to be such a hush-hush topic.  But I’m here to assure you as well encourage you to unburden yourself.

If you have ever thought you must be a mutant from the planet Diapro who was shot to Earth in a baby powder bottle shaped spaceship in hopes to escape the evil deeds of the… (Sorry, my imagination for a sci-fi story about sex got away from me, LOL).

The bottom line (powdered and thickly diapered) is that you are wrong about that – you are not a freak or a mutant or anything of the sort. There are many, many people that, just like you, love the feel, smell, and comfort of a diaper.

Diaper wearing desires; sexual or age regression

Everyone’s story about what draws them to diapers is what they make of it; nothing more, nothing less. It’s what’s right for you as an individual. For some, the experience is extremely sexual in its entirety, while for others it’s about age regression.  Typically for those looking for this (age regression) there is nothing sexual about the whole experience, it’s about the sense of simplicity and or safety.  It purely feels good to able to regress to a simpler, safer time in their lives. However, what I have found is that several clients who come to me for age regression the diaper wearing can and does sometimes leads to sexual arousal across time. The beauty of and fun nature of age regression with diaper lovers is that there are all kinds of flavors in between too.

You see, I completely get that there are things that only putting on a soft, thick diaper can accomplish for you.  For some, just wearing a diaper is enough to send you over the edge.  For others, it’s about treating the senses, the scent of baby lotion or powder; the loud crinkling sound of a plastic backed diaper; the soft, thick inner lining against bare flesh. And still for others, it’s the warm sensation you get when you first wet your diaper and every time thereafter. While of course for others, it goes hand-in-hand with being an Adult Baby.  Whichever the case may be for you, that fact is, is that it is a highly personal experience that is unique to the individual wearing a diaper.

Age play role play to diaper wearing confessions

If you are asking where I fit into all of this, let me explain.  I can play any role you desire. I believe I am certainly qualified with all my ABDL phone sex experience to play the role of a therapist whom you confess all your secret fetishes to or seek advice from.  Once you come to realize that wearing diapers is what makes you truly happy, and or sexually aroused then you start to want to wear more and more. Those doubts can still show their ugly heads from time to time, but it gets better with your own acceptance of you and who you are.  I’m here for support and will encourage you to be yourself. I would also be more than happy to help you figure out where diaper sex fits into your life.  This is little factoid helps to ease the self-imposed stigma surrounding you wearing.

ABDL fantasy role plays are so much fun and I would love to play the role of your Mom for your very own personalized diaper wearing fetish session. I can’t wait to be the perfect phone sex Mommy for your adult baby playtime when you’re in need of diaper play! Are you ready to don your diaper for Mommy or do you need a changing?  Either way, I’m here and ready for you!

I consider myself a very sensual, sensuous and erotic woman, so erotic phone sex calls are right up my alley. I not only like to tell erotic stories and tales while you lie back and masturbate to my sensual voice; I too enjoy being swooned with an erotic body worship session as well. My creative imagination runs wild with vivid colors and inviting details. More often than not, the taboo naughtiness of my dreams takes over and I’m hoping my erotic story telling does the same to you.

I can’t wait to hear all about what sexually stimulates you and arouses you to the point of no return. I want to hear all the vivid details that eventually make you take hold of your rod and pump. What makes your heart beat harder and your hand pump faster? Do certain trigger words make your cock ooze? If yes, I want to learn each and every word and phrase that makes your cock swell and leak.

What kind of erotic story telling do you like? I am an open minded taboo phone sex operator who will incorporate anything, anyone and everything that sexually excites you all rolled into one. You give me the specifics and details and I’ll be sure to verbally paint a picture and let it unfold in such a way you’ll be experiencing a very intense orgasm! Here’s just a sample of how I like to tell my stories…

Dream a little wet dream

I woke up this morning with wet, sticky thighs and I was sitting in a puddle of my own juices. I had been dreaming, but not just any dream; a wet dream, a very hot, very real, very wet dream. A lot of the details are fading, but I remember it was dark, with the light of the moon streaming in. The window was open, with the curtains dancing slowly in the breeze. I remember the breeze because it tickled my naked nipples and sent a shiver straight down to pussy, churning my juices.

I felt the hot breath of a faceless figure crawling his way up my body, teasing my bare form with caresses, tasting kisses, exploratory tongue; my back arches with each envisioned sensation. His mouth found its way to my hard pink nipple, suckling hard, biting, bringing sweet torments; I felt his fingers parting my pussy lips, the scent of my sex filling the air as he rubs my tiny girlie erection, making it throb and pulsate, my hips grinding to meet his every touch.

He shifts and I felt his hard cock pressing against my inner thigh. I open my legs to him, now desperate to feel him thrusting deep inside me, fucking me hard and fast. My hands are gripping his taunt ass cheeks, my nails digging into his flesh, trying to pull him into me. But he has other plans for me; for us…

What would you have planned if you were the man in my dreams? Would you continue exploring my body while making my juices flow like a river? How would you use my body to satisfy your sexual cravings? Do tell me your desires. Whisper the hottest parts of your wet dreams and I will do the same.