Obscene Phone Call (Adult Novel Adapted from Anime)

Chapter 1 Obscene Phone Questionnaire

It's almost time for the call.

I came back from shopping, picked up the cordless phone, and walked excitedly into the living room. Put the phone on the glass table and sit comfortably on the double-seater sofa.

It’s like there’s a boy I want to seduce right in front of me, with his legs crossed high.

The hem of her beige dress was lifted up, revealing her legs in black tights.

I really want to let that child see thighs like this.

A young boy's face appeared on the screen of my mind. It's Yosuke Mimura, my son who is in the third grade of junior high school and has been my classmate since elementary school.

Her cheeks were flushed as if she was embarrassed, but driven by curiosity, she kept looking inside the skirt.

Yosuke, please call me soon. Today is different from the past. Maybe we'll have phone sex...

Lately at this time in the afternoon, I've been expecting a call from Yosuke. Therefore, try to get back as quickly as possible when buying dinner.

Speaking of the first phone call, it was two weeks ago. I picked up the phone when I heard the ringtone, and an unnatural, sharp voice came through.

Is that Mrs. Takeuchi? I am Nakamura, the client receptionist at W Company. Today, I would like to ask you to answer our company's questionnaire regarding pantyhose, so...

Speaking of W Company, it is a large company that produces women's underwear.

I immediately knew that the person calling was definitely not an employee of W Company. It's like using some machine to change the sound quality, but the characteristics of speaking cannot be changed. The childish tone kept coming out when he spoke, and it was undoubtedly the voice of Mimura Yosuke.

Why is Yosuke acting so crazy...

For a moment, I really wanted to help him, but I gave up. He is currently a junior high school student, and he called pretending to be an employee of a women's underwear manufacturer. He must have some unusual purpose.

You can scold him at any time, so let's play a little joke on him now.

A sense of anticipation arises in my mind. Just pretend you didn’t notice and continue the conversation. You must know what boys of his age think about women. Maybe you can even understand what a fifteen-year-old boy thinks about sex.

Come to think of it, my son Yahe seems to have been masturbating frequently recently. Sometimes when I look at the trash can in his room, I can smell the unique smell of semen, and Yosuke should smell the same.

"Ma'am, did you hear that?"

I remained silent, but he couldn't wait to ask more questions.

"I'm listening. What survey are you going to do?"

I said in as cheerful a tone as possible. I heard him swallowing water with a gulp on the phone.

"Yes... our company is currently conducting a survey on what color pantyhose women in their 30s and 40s wear. What color do you like, ma'am?"

I wanted to laugh, but I held it back. Since you want to pretend to conduct a questionnaire, you should think of appropriate questions. This is enough to prove that it is a fake call.

I pretended to think about it, suppressed my laughter, and replied with a serious kiss:

"Of course I don't always wear the same color pantyhose. I wear different colors depending on the occasion."

"What occasion? For example..."

"Well, when you wear a dress, you have to consider the color matching. You can't wear white tights to a funeral. And if you go to a mother-sister party at school, you can't wear brightly patterned tights."

"Madam, do you have patterned pantyhose?"

It was obvious that Yosuke's voice was starting to sound excited, maybe he liked that kind of pantyhose.

"Well, there are all kinds of them. But I rarely wear them because my husband doesn't like them."

"So... are you wearing pantyhose according to your preference...?"

That's not what I meant. But for women, legs are where sexiness shows. If I occasionally wear something my husband likes, he will probably want to have sex with me at night. "

“Yes… yes.”

Just a few words to arouse curiosity, and Yosuke was already in a state of embarrassment. He could feel his breathing becoming rapid over the phone.

That's what junior high school students are like. Are you excited to hear words of this magnitude?

While I thought Yosuke was cute, my lower body couldn't help but feel hot and itchy. In this case, I wanted to say something more exciting to make Yosuke more excited.

"When it comes to color matching, it's not just about matching with the dress, you also have to consider the balance with the briefs. When you wear black briefs, the tights should naturally be black too..."

"Black...black briefs..."

"Hehehe, I really like black underwear, so I have more black tights. I don't like thick ones."

“Yes…Yes…”

"I think thin pantyhose are better. My skin is fair, so if it's light black or gray, the thigh part will look transparent, and I like that."

"Yes, black pantyhose look good on you."

"Hmm? Do you know me?"

"No, that's not it. I just heard the sound and thought it would be like that..."

I have to hold back my laughter again. Since he's let himself be known, maybe I should tell him that I already know he's Yosuke.

I didn't say it. The content of the conversation was not serious, but he would be embarrassed if he knew that I had already found out. Maybe she will never dare to come and play with her son again.

Furthermore, I didn’t expect that talking to a junior high school student would be so exciting. If you just pretend not to know, he might call you again in the future.

In that case, say more things he likes to hear.

This is what I decided. There was little to do in the afternoon except shopping for groceries and preparing dinner. This telephone game can kill boring time.

"Ma'am, let's stop here for today. Can you call me later?"

I heard him say this in a trembling tone.

"Of course. You can call anytime."

"Thank you. Before next time, could you please check the variety and thickness, and whether there are any heel ones..."

"Okay, I'll definitely take a look but all of mine have heels."

"Yes. Thank you, ma'am, for today."

I was shocked when I put down the phone. What's going on? I feel like I'm wet.

That’s how the afternoon call began.

Actually, I am also interested in underwear.

The next day, Yosuke came home. After bowing to me as usual, he went upstairs with Yahe and entered his son's room.

I felt that there was a strange gleam in his eyes when he looked at me.

Does Yosuke really think of me as a woman?

Thinking about the conversation with Yosuke, I couldn't sleep well last night. For some reason, I was delighted when he said that I would look good in black tights. If Yosuke was telling the truth, it meant that he had already noticed my legs.

By the way, just wear black tights for him to see. If he stares at my legs, it means he thinks I am a woman.

I wanted to make sure of his thoughts. I wanted to distinguish between whether my classmate's mother was trying to play a joke on me or whether she was interested in me because I was a woman.

I went back to the bedroom and put on my thin socks, technically grey but looking like a light black to me. In order to show the thigh area, I changed into a black short dress.

When I made some black tea and brought it to Yahe's room, the two of them were playing computer games. Maybe it was Masakazu's turn, Yosuke immediately turned around and looked at me.

His eyes were fixed on the hem of my dress.

He is indeed interested in me.

(Just look at it boldly, it is for you.)

Thinking this, I put the teacup on the table.

"You should drink it while it's hot."

"yes……"

Masakazu was so focused on the game that he didn't even look back, but Yosuke immediately reached out to grab the teacup. Pretending to pay attention to the TV screen, he kept stealing glances at me.

"This is what I bought last time. Is it fun?"

I said with a nonchalant kiss and sat down next to Yosuke.

"It's fun. I'm not that good yet. But, Masakazu is having a great time..."

Yosuke's gaze moved to my lower body again. I sat sideways and spread my legs as wide as possible to match Yosuke's line of sight. This won't be too lewd and will expose most of your thighs.

As expected, Yosuke's eyes were fixed on my thighs. He seemed to have forgotten about the computer game and was only focused on looking at my thighs.

Yosuke, how about black tights? I'm wearing it for you because it suits me well. Read it carefully and think about it carefully when you get home.

I spread my thighs as wide as possible, the hem of my dress was so tight that he could probably even see the bottom of my panties. I think he will think of me tonight...

“Ah… It’s over!”

Yahe seemed to have failed, and the words "Game Over" appeared on the TV.

I quickly retracted my thighs and stood up.

"Just take your time and play."

Having said that, I walked down the stairs and felt an itchy sensation deep inside my body. When I pulled down my pantyhose and panties in the bathroom, my labia were indeed wet. I seemed to be excited because I showed Yosuke my thighs.

Ah... my body is itchy, soothe it with your fingers.

Even though I was thinking this, it was almost time to prepare dinner. After changing into a new pair of briefs, I walked into the kitchen.

He will definitely masturbate thinking about me tonight. There is a high possibility that someone pretending to be from Company W will call again tomorrow afternoon. Then you should say bolder words to tease him.

I thought to myself that this could add a little fun to the monotonous life. Then something happened that made me look forward to it even more. Yosuke went into the restroom before leaving, and when I entered, the black pantyhose that I had just taken off were gone.

Surprisingly, the briefs were still left on. This reminds me of what he said during our phone interview.

That time he only asked about pantyhose. His personality probably only interests him in women's legs. What to do with the stolen pantyhose? Smell it? Or wear it yourself...

Thinking of Yosuke's appearance, I couldn't help but get excited. That night, she took the initiative to lean on her husband for a rare moment.

Starting from the next day, the phone would ring around four in the afternoon. Except for Saturdays and Sundays, Yosuke and I have secret time together.

It wasn't easy talking to him.

Because on the surface he had to pretend to be an interviewer from W Company, and I was the housewife being interviewed, the content of the conversation could not be too explicit.

The fake conversation has reached its limit, it's almost time to tell the truth, and then say that the two of them can happily...

I gradually became more and more convinced that this was better for him.

However, he must not be frightened when the truth is revealed.

I was excited but also nervous. If I told him the truth, he might hang up the phone immediately and never come again, so I had to be careful with what I said.

At ten past four, the phone rang.

Is that you, madam? I’m Nakamura from W Company. Can we talk about it today too?

Yosuke said this in a trembling tone as usual.

"It doesn't matter, but I have something to tell you today."

"yes……."

"You're Yosuke, right?"

"What? This... that..."

I could feel his embarrassment from the phone call.

"You need to stay calm. Please don't hang up the phone. I knew from the beginning that this call was from you."

"From the beginning?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I was having fun talking to you, so I couldn't bear to say it..."

Yosuke sighed as he heard the phone, and he seemed to have regained some of his composure.

"Yosuke, I didn't tell anyone about your phone call. You didn't either."

"This is…."

"In that case, stop saying you're an employee of W Company and be yourself again. Then we can talk about underwear and other topics."

"Really? Auntie, you really want to talk to me about underwear..."

"Hehe, I'm serious. I'm happy just talking to you about your favorite color of pantyhose, and I hope it can be like this in the future. Can you take away the voice-changing device first..."

"Oh, yes..."

There was a clicking sound, and then Yosuke's voice was heard.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, for doing this..."

"It's okay, this sound is better after all. What kind of machine do you use?"

"It's very popular in school. Just put it on the phone and it can make all kinds of voices, and it can also turn into a woman's voice."

"That's amazing, but don't use it again."

"Auntie, I understand."

"Yosuke, where are you calling from now?"

"At my house, I take the cordless phone to my room."

"Oh, that way no one else can hear me. I'm alone in the living room too. I'm sitting on the sofa in a daze. Where are you in the room?"

"I'm in bed. I'm always here when I call Auntie."

Yosuke said with an embarrassed kiss.

What he said about the bed made me use my imagination.

"What position are you in on the bed? Are you naked..."

I was half joking, but he was clearly nervous. ．

"Auntie, you are amazing. My lower body is naked. I will gradually get excited when talking to you. I will do this for your convenience in the future."

"You said it was convenient... it was a little dick..."

"Well, I rub my dick every time I talk to my aunt on the phone."

“Ah! Yosuke…”

My whole body started to heat up. The content of the conversation was stimulating to some extent, but I didn't expect it to be like this. I felt an itching in my uterus and hot honey overflowing.

"Yosuke, let me ask you something. The day after you first called me, you came to my house and took my pantyhose away, right?"

"Yeah, but... that's..."

"Hehe, don't worry... I don't mean to blame you. I'm just interested in what you're going to do with it. Can you tell me?"

He remained silent in response to my question.

"Yosuke, I won't be mad, so tell me."

"That day... when Auntie brought me tea, I saw her under her skirt. Her thighs were plump and charming. I had long thought that she was very suitable for wearing black pantyhose."

"I know, so I'm wearing black tights for you."

"For me?"

"Yes, didn't you tell me on the phone the day before that I look good in black tights?"

"Oh, it seems so..."

"That's why I wore those pantyhose upstairs. I wasn't wearing them when you came."

"I remember. When we met at the entrance, I saw a pair of white thighs in front of me and I almost fainted."

"You're still in junior high school and you're already so good at flattering people."

"I'm not trying to flatter you. I've always thought your legs are beautiful, but this is the first time I've seen them up close. I was trying my best to endure it, I really wanted to hug you."

"Actually, it's okay if you hug me."

"Ah...Auntie..."

Yosuke made an excited sound.

He said his lower body was naked, and he might even be holding his penis with his hand.

"So, you'll like my legs even without pantyhose?"

"Of course. But I still like wearing black pantyhose the most. Through the material of the pantyhose, your thighs are more beautiful, so when I saw the pantyhose on the washing machine before going to the bathroom, I couldn't help but want to..."

"So you took it?"

"Auntie, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I feel relieved."

"What? What does this mean?"

Because you kept mentioning pantyhose on the phone, I wondered if you only like women's pantyhose and don't care about my body at all. As long as they are pantyhose, it doesn't matter whose they are.

It's not like that, I do like pantyhose. But that's because I like women's feet or thighs, not just any legs of course. There are only two people, including my aunt, who can excite me.

"Who is the other person?"

“That person is…”

You could also hear Yosuke sounding a little flustered over the phone.

I really want to know what kind of women Yosuke is interested in. But now is not the time to ask.

"Okay, the important thing is, what are you going to do with my pantyhose?"

"Hehe, I'm so sorry..."

Yosuke smiled and said nothing more.

I didn't rush him, I just waited for him to continue.

"At first, I masturbated while smelling the scent. I was excited just thinking about the pantyhose on my aunt's thighs, but that was not enough. The second time I masturbated, I wrapped my penis with the pantyhose just before ejaculation."

"Did you cum on your pantyhose?"

"Well, I didn't want to get it dirty... I was too excited... so..."

I felt my body getting hotter and hotter, with honey juice constantly secreting out, and maybe my panties were also wet.

"Yosuke, what's the condition of your penis now?"

“This… is hard…”

"Ah... I really want to see... Yosuke's cock in person."

“Oh! Ugh…ah…”

Hearing Yosuke's sigh, I was also stimulated and had an urgent need.

"Yosuke, have you started rubbing your cock?"

"Yeah, I'm rubbing it."

"Tell me, what are you thinking about now?"

Of course it’s my aunt. Auntie's thighs in black pantyhose, with a little bit of panties showing

"Are you holding the pantyhose now?"

"Of course. Every time I look at her pantyhose, I touch her while I'm on the phone."

"Ah...Yosuke...Auntie, is that okay?"

"What can I do?"

"Hehehe, masturbate, because I also want to feel comfortable with you."

"Auntie! That's great. I'm so excited."

Yosuke's voice got louder. A sound that sounded like rubbing a penis could be heard over the phone.

"Auntie, what are you wearing today? Are you wearing pantyhose?"

"I'm waiting for your call. Wear black tights of course."

"Auntie! I want to touch! Use my hand to touch Auntie's thigh."

OK. Just imagine it. This pair of pantyhose is smooth and comfortable. You can also put your hand into the crack between your thighs.

"Um...Auntie..."

I held the phone in my left hand, touched my thigh with my right hand, and clamped my palm between my thighs.

Imagining Yosuke's hand between her thighs, she immediately felt an itchy sensation in her uterus.

"Ah... I feel it. Yosuke, can you feel it? Your hand is between my thighs."

"Auntie, I really want to touch it. Every time I see you, I want to touch your thighs."

"Okay, I'll let you touch me soon. Now you have to imagine taking off your pantyhose for me..."

"Should I take off Auntie's pantyhose?"

"Yes. Take it off quickly. Just put your hand on my thigh and let me see."

I stood up from the sofa, clamped the phone between my right cheek and shoulder, lifted my dress with both hands, and hooked my fingers around the waist of my pantyhose.

“Ah…Yosuke…please don’t make me anxious…”

"Auntie, I can't stand it anymore."

Yosuke's breathing became more rapid, as if he was rubbing his penis faster.

I imagined Yosuke pulling my pantyhose open, revealing my snow-white thighs, and Yosuke opened his eyes and took off his black nylon pantyhose. I sat on the sofa again and gently stroked my

"Yosuke, you took off my pantyhose, so go ahead and touch me. Touch my thighs however you like."

"Oh? Auntie..."

Yosuke's voice was rapid and he might be about to ejaculate.

"Yosuke, it's almost there, please be patient for a while."

"No, Auntie. I think I have already..."

He seemed to have heard the uncontrollable state, and now I had to speed up.

I put my right hand on my thigh, reached into the leg of my panties, and my fingers touched the pubic hair and wet vagina. It was wet just by talking!

I can't believe it myself.

The fingers continue to touch the clitoris.

“Ugh…ah…ah…”

She hummed subconsciously, her clitoris became engorged and hardened, waiting for the caress of the fingers.

"Auntie, I can't hold it anymore. I'm about to cum."

Yosuke looked like he was about to cry.

Press your fingers on the clitoris and rub it in circles. A feeling that I had never experienced before spread from my back upwards.

Ah... I have never felt this way when masturbating before...

I was surprised at my body's reaction and my fingers moved faster.

As her left hand rubbed her breasts through her dress, her whole body trembled even more violently.

If I continue to caress like this, it is very likely that I will reach orgasm together with Yosuke.

"Yosuke, just rub your cock as much as you want, thinking of me rubbing it for you."

"Um...Auntie...will you touch me one day...?"

"Of course, not only that, I will suck your cock with my mouth."

"Use your aunt's mouth? Ah... I've already..."

"I feel like seeing your little cock. I'm going to put it in my mouth and cum inside. I'm going to drink all your white juice."

I closed my eyes tightly and imagined Yosuke's penis in my mouth. More honey leaks out from deep inside the body

"Auntie! I can't take it anymore...ah...I'm cumming..."

"Ah...Yosuke...you cummed in my mouth..."

Just after Yosuke hummed, I also reached orgasm and my whole body shook violently. The phone fell to the ground.

Ah...I leaked...

I didn't even have the strength to pick up the phone, so I had to lean my limp body on the sofa.

After that, I enjoyed the pleasure of phone sex with Yosuke every day. I felt somewhat uneasy at the thought that Yosuke might take the opportunity to ask for sex, but he seemed to be satisfied with the phone call and did not take any further action.

Yosuke is his son's classmate, and it would be a lie if he didn't feel guilty. The telephone is a wonderful thing. It doesn't make people feel ashamed. Yosuke and I can expose our desires to each other freely.

Just at this moment, I heard something from Yosuke's mother, Sayuri, that hit me hard.

After coming back from a meeting with my mother and sister, I went to a coffee shop to chat with her since we hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Mayuko, has your family received any phone calls from W Company for a questionnaire survey?"

"What? A questionnaire survey by W Company..."

I was shocked.

Could it be that Yosuke also made that kind of phone call to his mother?

Such doubts arose in my mind, and I was unable to answer her question immediately.

"Don't you have any at home?"

"Hmm... I don't have any at home... What kind of questionnaire?"

"Hahaha, this is hilarious. At first, she just asked what color pantyhose I liked, but later she started talking about obscene things. For example, what kind of briefs I wear now, how many times a week do I have sex with my husband..."

“You even ask something like this…”

I was surprised. Judging from the content of the questionnaire she described, it must have been done by Yosuke. The voice must have been changed by a machine. Could it be that Sayuri couldn't even recognize her own son's voice?

"Is this a prank call? How could a first-class company like W Company conduct such a pornographic survey?"

I said in a deliberately disinterested tone because I was starting to get angry at Yosuke. He said he liked my legs, but he called his mother to make the same call, which made me feel cheated.

"Of course I know who this prank is. The strange thing is that the person's tone of voice is very similar to Masakazu."

"What? Like Masakazu!"

"Of course it was someone else, but the tone of voice was very similar. The voice was completely different, but the atmosphere was the same, so I felt relieved to talk to him. Because I felt like I was talking to Masakazu."

I understood the situation immediately. It was indeed Masakazu who called Sayuri. Yosuke and Masakazu play an erotic telephone game with each other's mother as the target.

"What did he say to you?"

"Mayuko, I'm telling the truth because it's you. As we were talking on the phone, I really felt sexy. Besides, my husband hasn't touched me for months. How could I not be tempted when I thought he was a young man? And since we were on the phone, that kind of thing wouldn't really happen. If he asked me to take off my panties, I would agree to his request."

"You really took off your panties."

"To be honest, I not only took off my clothes, but also masturbated with him. I felt very excited knowing that he was rubbing his penis on the other end of the phone. This is the popular phone sex nowadays."

Sayuri felt embarrassed and her face turned red.

My face also turned red because I felt indescribable anger towards Yahe. I felt filled with rage when I thought about how he had had phone sex with Sayuri without telling me.

Yahe! This is absolutely not allowed. Mom won't agree!

When I thought about this, Sayuri smiled charmingly and said:

"I really want to have an affair."

"You mean... with the man on the phone..."

"Yes. I don't know what kind of man he is, but I think he's a boy in his twenties. Regardless of whether we'll actually have sex, I really want to meet him, and he says the same thing..."

I was surprised. What will Masakazu and Sayuri do after they meet?

Absolutely not! We must not let Masakazu and Sayuri do that kind of thing...

When I saw Sayuri sitting in front of me, I felt that she looked like a slutty whore. You must never leave your beloved son to such a woman.

"Don't you think we're old enough to take risks? I've been getting provoked by Yosuke a lot lately."

"What does this mean?"

"Your Masakazu is the same, right? She's becoming more and more like a man, making me feel like I'm seeing my husband when he was young. I'll unconsciously stare at Yosuke's lower body, and wonder whose is bigger, compared to my husband's. Of course, I can't have an affair with my son, but sometimes I really want a young man."

I think I can understand her thinking. Yahe's body is indeed like that of an adult. Sometimes when he walks out of the bathroom wearing only a pair of underwear, I really don't dare to look at his body. When I was cleaning the room, I found toilet paper stained with semen in the wastebasket, and I felt a burning sensation in my lower body.

I would play phone sex games with Yosuke, perhaps inspired by my son.

But Yosuke and I will not have any further relationship, and I hope that Misaki and I will not have any further relationship.

"It's not a good idea to meet him. If he's a pervert..."

"It doesn't matter. I know a little bit about his character from our conversation."

At this point, there is no other way but to persuade Yahe directly.

I went home with a heavy heart.

"Yahe, I have something to tell you. Please finish your bath and come to mom's room."

Seeing Yahe go to the bathroom, I said in a very calm tone.

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious. Just wanted to talk to you."

"Got it, Mom."

I must make him leave Sayuri...

I went back to the bedroom, took off the nightgown I had put on after taking a shower, and also took off my pink panties and bra, and put on black lace panties again.

Yahe will definitely be satisfied wearing these briefs.

I thought to myself that if I simply asked Yahe not to make pornographic phone calls with Sayuri, he would probably not agree immediately. For a young boy who couldn't handle his sexual desire, Sayuri must be a very precious woman to him.

How can we stop him?

It doesn't take a lot of time to reach a single conclusion.

I am his only woman.

Of course, it’s not that she has no reservations. She tries to say that she doesn’t want her son to be taken away, but sexual intercourse between mother and son is a serious sin.

But thinking further, I had already felt the presence of a man in Yahe. Sayuri also said that her current son often reminds her of her husband's youth.

It's not like we'll have a relationship forever. Before Yahe goes to university and has a girlfriend, it shouldn't be a problem for me to take his place.

I already have this idea. As far as the body is concerned, there is still a lot of confidence. I go swimming twice a week. My body shouldn't have changed much from when I was in my twenties, and I'm not inferior to Sayuri.

No problem, Yahe will definitely come back to me.

I took out a black nightgown from the closet and put it on. The thin fabric showed my body curves, which was more annoying than being naked. My husband, who is not very active in sexual intercourse, will also let me wear this pajamas when he needs it most.

Fortunately, my husband is on a business trip to the United States for two weeks, so now is the best opportunity.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart beating faster and faster.

Yahe might be surprised, maybe even shrink back. I also can’t be too timid.

As I was motivating myself, I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Yahe came in wearing a bathrobe.

"Ah! Mom...I...that..."

When Yahe saw me sitting at the head of the bed, he was obviously shaken. He looked around and didn't dare to look at me. This was the first time he saw me wearing pajamas.

"What are you looking at? Close the door and sit here."

"Um……"