Do you want Phone Sex?

Having been a phone sex operator for over 12 years (boy time does fly when one is having fun!) I often meet with callers who say they want something but in reality wish for the complete opposite.

Take Rob for example. A new caller who’s been making the rounds for the past week or so, always asking to speak to a submissive slut but never quite finding what he is really after.

Now, let me make something clear: If Rob was indeed after a sub slut, then our submissive ladies would have been an ideal choice for him but the truth is, he wasn’t looking for a slut at all.

It became clear this morning when I got a call from one of my girls who was in a call with Rob, telling me that he didn’t appear that he was enjoying himself and would I want to take the call over?

Never one to shy away from a challenge, I took Rob’s call and after a few minutes of probing and listening to what he wasn’t telling me, it became clear that Rob indeed was looking for a slut, only he would be that slut, and he would be the submissive.

And who would he be submitting to? A shemale of course. And not just any shemale, but a transgender chick with dick lady boy with a hard cock, in fact the size of the dick was all important for dear old Rob, as in the bigger the better.

And where did he intend for that cock to go? But of course, inside of him?

The frustrating thing for me was that had he been less shy about his own desires, he would have begun to enjoy shemale phone sex much earlier, bypassing all the frustration that he might have felt.

We know what Rob wants now. What do you want? A shemale?

I have been called all sorts of names ever since I became sexually active.  One that sticks is actually the one I prefer: “A Nasty Little Cunt”.  As a matter of fact, I sometimes answer by that name when a phone sex call comes true and judging by the number of calls I get, I am worth every penny.  (Don’t worry though, we offer real cheap phone sex.)

I am game for just about anything but as a bonifide slut, give me a dirty fucking anytime and I’ll be a happy camper.  I’ve done it all, from K-9 to submissive and golden showers to being used as a slave slut by the more authoritarian gentlemen out there.

I know my place and when to call a man “Sir” or not.  And when “Sir” calls me, I can be as bitchy as he wishes, bitchy in the dog sense of the word, rather than in the attitude.  Sir is not interested in my behaving like a trashy and misbehaved bitch.  HE wants a slut who knows her place, a slave to use and abuse.

Sir has this collar that he likes to put on me.  Sometimes I have to carry around my neck even when I go out shopping.  Just like a dog.  It even has a tag with my name on it.  You would think that I would mind having to humiliate myself like that in public but not at all.  In fact, showing myself as the slut I am for all to see, but only Sir to enjoy is often enough to get me wet and ready to be fucked.

Sir likes yellow showers.  He loves to pull his long cock and pees inside my mouth.  When he does, I have to take his cock in, swallow it all and not remove his dick out of my mouth.  I am to work it with my tongue until he is all hard and keep it there, even if it gags me which it always does.

All this training has turned me into a deep throat slut as well so there.

Call me then for submissive phone sex

Summers days..  Ah the delights of sun, sex and being able to take it easy with the kids no longer at school meaning that all of a sudden a busy mom like me finds herself with more time on her hands then she is used to.

And what with what is happening right now in the gold of Mexico, I thought it would be wise to go spend a day at the beach whilst we still can.

I love the beach though.  All those gorgeous people and their tiny bikini showing off their perfect body.  And the men as well, good looking, young and so very fit.

As an older woman, I don’t quite spend a lot of time looking for sex, (seems like sex can find me all by itself) and besides with my job, it’s not as if I go without!

I am a people watcher.  I just love to look around and see how people behave, interact with one another, I have always find this fascinating and I don’t think I’ll ever tire of it.

So I was on the beach, watching and there were these incredibly gorgeous women sun bathing right next to me.  I mean these babes were really sexy and beautiful and I thought they must have been models.  They were dressed in flimsy bikinis, so tiny that it left not much to the imagination, but enough that you couldn’t quite see what was there.

They were the object of attention of course, everyone was looking at them, and they knew it.

I was wondering how long it would take for any man out there to gather enough oomph to go chat them up, and soon enough, guys sumed up enough courage to do just that.

But these girls were there for the purpose of tease and denial, some might call prick teasers because they brushed every single man who came to check them out.

And they weren’t even gracious about.  I felt sorry for the boys and nearly told them to call me for some phone sex action but hey!  This was my day off and I was determined to take it easy.

It is easy to understand why shemale phone sex is so popular with our customers.

I got an email from a caller the other day.  It was a presentation where you could vote true or false on a bunch of photographs of women and shemales and at the end there was a score as to how accurate the answers were.

I was wrong 60% of the time.  In fact those times when I was absolutely convinced the women were in fact shemales all proved that I was.. wrong.

Now the presentation only had women who had had boob jobs done on them and I like to think that this why I failed the test!

Probably not.

Looking at the pictures of those who were shemales was truly an experience for me, a phone sex woman who spends quite some time arguing the virtues of sex with trannies.  At the end of the presentation, I was more than a little tickled down there if you know what I mean.

So there you have it.  A confession from a woman about her sudden needs to be fucked by a lady boy!

Fancy sharing some of your fantasies with me?

Go on..

So what’s the deal with cheap phone sex?  Seems like everywhere you look on the net phonesex companies offer so called cheap deals and then when you look closely, there is nothing cheap about the rates.

I have been in this business for over 15 years now and this time, I have seen companies come and go and the only common thread about their inability to thrive or even survive in this industry was three fold:

1. They were too expensive and didn’t have the back up of the big boys who print major girlie magazines in order to make even more money and to support their own activities (Hustler, Playboy all have in house phone sex services which they support by throwing free advertising in their magazine, and with this type of financial backing they can charge pretty much what they want for a phone sex conversation, and they do.
2. They were too cheap.  This usually happens to the single operator who wants to be the cheapest and sets out a pricing policy that doesn’t account for all the expenses that her new business will incur.
3. Their stink at providing phone sex that customers like.

So what is considered cheap nowadays? In my humble opinion:

• Anything over two bucks a minute doesn’t make a conversation cheap.
• Connections charges add to the cost and when added to the cost per minute turn an apparently attractive offer into something that no longer is.

With that in mind, I think you will be thrilled with our real cheap phone sex deals which combine a very aggressive pricing policy with an excellence of service STILL unsurpassed in the industry.

Whether you want a go as “come” deal of $1.99 per minute or prefer flat rate phone sex ($10 and $22) we have the offer you want.

So come on in.

Hello Boys and Girls!  In the mood for phone sex?  So am I and I can promise you the most exciting coed phone sex experience with a girl who gets her orgasms out of providing pleasure to her callers!  How about that for a change?

Whilst younger women may not have the experience that older women do in terms of sex, what we lack in knowledge, we more than make up for in enthusiasm and eagerness to guide.  Have said that, we all need a helping hand and I can’t tell you how grateful I am to Karen for providing me with her “personal’ guidance.  One hour spent with Karen and you come out a different girl.

Like the other day, I had a caller who had a sissy fantasy.  I had not had any prior experience in sissy training so what does a bratty school girl do in these cases?  Call for mommy that’s right.  And Mommy came and helped me with this call.  Soon we had the caller literally sing with pleasure, whilst Mommy had her hand up my skirt and her fingers were busy doing something all together “un-mommy” like.  But then Karen is really not my Mom is she!

Anyway, my own orgasm seemed to have had quite an effect on my sissy caller that soon he was ready for more.

Now it’s your turn!  Are you ready for some excellent and yet very cheap phone sex?

One of my callers (let’s call him John)  favorite cheap phone sex fantasies.

They are sitting in front of me, all three of them naked, with their cock hard sticking up straight, one very big, and the other smaller.  Andrew’s is in the middle.  He is also the smallest of the three, a fact I remind him off time and again.

I kneel in front to them all.  My task is to suck dick, and I love every bit of it, get the ball rolling and see where it takes us.  Sex with strangers is of so exciting for me but I am more than willing to mix it when I need to. John is a fagot cumslut with more than an average need to have his gloryhole filled, and today, I have the big guy next to him in mind for that task.

First, my hand wraps itself around the big cock and I enjoy the feeling of this big thing filling my hands, my fingers barely touching each other around it.  I turn to John, with my right hand still stroking the guy next to him.  Do you know what will happen to you then cumslut phone sex dude?

He nods his head.  But I want to reserve the first shot from the big guy for myself.  A woman needs her fill of cum and it is not for nothing that I am caller the Mistress of the Cumsluts.  After his initial orgasm, I let him recover and turn my attention to the guy on the other side.  John, I still haven’t touched and he is instructed not to touch himself.

As soon as I touch the other guys’ cock, I feel it twitch and I know he’s about to come.  I slap him hard on the balls and the pain is so hard that he screams and his dick goes limp immediately.

His punishment is simple.  He is to take my place, kneeling in front of John and take the small cock in his mouth.  He seems eager to comply.  Could they be more than one slut in this threesome?

He obviously is a great cock sucker because in less than a minute, John comes inside his mouth.

This is going to be fun.

Want to hear more?  Call me then!

Mommy fantasies, whether mixed in with a component of incest sex or not are very powerful reminder that imagination can be the most potent aphrodisiacs there is as this story emailed to me by a very sweet 19 teen year old caller attests to. Thank you honey!  Mommy is really grateful <wink>

“I had returned home early that day. I skipped science class because I didn’t have my project ready.  I thought I’d sneak home undetected.  I was in for the shock of my life and I’ll jump straight into the heat of the action.

I had seen a fair number of porno movies already, but watching a couple having sex on a computer is nothing like seeing it being done in front of your very eyes, especially when the woman happens to be your mom, and the man busy fucking her is not your dad.

My friends had always told me that my mom was hot and oh so fuckable but it’s not something a son wants to hear is it, let alone think about it.  But the sight of my mom, on all four on the living room sofa, being rammed from behind by a man I had never seen was unsettling to put it mildly, if not arousing.

I had never thought I’d be the kind of person who would enjoy being a peeping tom, but to see my mom’s really huge boobs wobble as the man was doing his thing on her was incredibly sexy.

Talk about being perverted.  All I wanted was to reach those boobs of her and stick my mouth to her nipples, and as I was thinking that, some primal knowledge rushed through me reminding me that of course, I had done that already, a long long time ago.

As if the sight of your sweet mommy being fucked from behind wasn’t enough, my mom started to grunt and moan and I knew that the moment was near where orgasm would sweep through her.

And just like clock work, it did and if I’ll remember anything from this wild scene, it will be the sight of ecstasy on her beautiful face, first the tensing of the muscles, then the grimace before the orgasm and then the explosion.

She came for what seemed like a lifetime and still the man was pumping her hard.  As her orgasm began to retreat and she was starting to regain her composure, she said:  “Don’t come! I want to suck your cock dry!”

Obedient as a Labrador, the man pulled out of her with what looked like some effort and when I saw his huge dick, I understood why.  He sat on the sofa, legs open with his big sch-long sticking up in the air, and my mother, the sweet mom who nursed me and loved me went to work on it.”

Did you enjoy this story?  Do you have one of your own you want to discuss with me?  How about calling me for some nasty mommy phone sex.

Basking in the Sun on Fort Lauderdale Beach can bring a girl more then she ever expected.

There is a nice coffee shop I go to sometime right across the beach. It opens early enough for the beach to be completely deserted (nearly) and they make a wicked coffee and chocolate croissant.  I like to go there, order breakfast, walk across to the beach and sit there in the early morning sun.

I usually pick a slightly elevated sand dune so that I can sit there comfortable with my back against the sand, and be alone with breakfast and thoughts before the onslaught of the crowd. The other day, was different though.  There was someone else, a lady in her twenties, gorgeous in all the right places.

We exchanged nods and I liked what I saw.  I am not an active bisexual woman but I have been known to succumb to the charms of certain women, and this one had plenty of them!

She smiled at me with an engaging smile and motioned for me to sit not too far from her.  We both sat there for a while, looking at each other every time we could.  After a while, with my breakfast over, she made her move, spread her legs open and tapped the sand in between indicating that I should sit there.

It was incredibly sexy, and she was extraordinarily sensual.  So I did.

We sat there, motionless for a while, me in front her, in the beginning awkwardly stiff, trying not lean into her, and then more at ease, until I could feel her boobs right against the skin of my back.  But this is not where things would end and I wasn’t surprised to feel her hands move around me as a lover holds a loved one, and then move freely against my tummy.  I was beginning to tremble under the touch of this incredible young woman.

When finally her hands made their way to my boobs and slid under the fabrics of my bikini tops, I was as excited as I had ever been.  There is something about lesbian sex that cannot explained.  The touching, melted with silences and sighs, the ever so slight pressure on the nipples, teasing, deliriously tormenting.

The she put a towel on my laps and I wasn’t surprised when I felt her finger on the edges of my vagina.  I was soaked and she slid a finger inside,  masturbating me with slow purpose.  Several times she brought me to the edges of orgasm only to stop at the moment before, driving me wild with sexual desires.

At one point, and in between her masturbation, her telephone rang. Of course, I was convinced she was going to ignore the call but she didn’t, removed her fingers from inside of me, instructing me not to move and then reached for her cell phone.  She opened it, placed it in one hand and answered the call whilst her other hand moved back to my pussy.

“Hi honey” she said and then as if I had been a long time lover she whispered:  “It’s my girlfriend! Don’t move.  I will make you come.”

She then proceeded to have a conversation with her friend on the phone telling her where she was and as if she hadn’t completely floored me with her prior behavior towards me, she said:

I have this gorgeous woman sitting in front me baby, right now, I am fingering her very wet pussy.  Do you want to say hi?”

I came at that moment.  The force of my orgasm took me by surprise and I had to bite my lips not to scream.

My orgasms came in interminable waves of pleasure, like the water the beach right of me.  By that time there were people starting to arrive and we were no longer alone and there I was having sex with an incredible woman, lesbian sex and oh very public sex.

If you have lesbian fantasies, phone me and lets have sex!

“Why don’t you try phonesex?”

I was lamenting about not being able to find a job the other day, after 4 years of college and a degree I had put myself in substantial debt to obtain, when out of the blue, my friend Karin told me to stop crying about not getting there and try something different!

Talk about different!  PhoneSex!  The idea alone left me shocked that anyone would dare suggest that I, always such a proper girl, should descend to such depth.  But I wasn’t just shocked about the “chutzpah” of what I just heard..

No!  I was shocked that no sooner had I heard this suggestion that I found myself flushed with “improper” thoughts or unrelenting nights of passion with men from all over the place and their.. “filthy” desires.

I was shocked all right from that moment when Karin slipped a piece of paper in my purse with a telephone number to call to the “Interview” right up to last Saturday when I took my place amongst the fantasy queens, women from all walks of life and imaginations to rival anything any caller might have.

Karin (her again) had given me a few pointers after it became clear that she herself had been enjoying life as a phonesex operator.

“Better do everything you can to enjoy your first call!  If you can get yourself an orgasm, you’ll be hooked!”

And so I spent all Saturday afternoon preparing myself as if I was going to my first prompt.  “I should get myself an orgasm” I kept on repeating myself and so took out a single woman’s best friend: a bigger than average representation of a man’s cock..  a very large man’s cock I might say, taken from the mold of a known porn start the ad had said.

And when the phone finally rang and my caller and I exchanged a couple of pleasantries, thus took place my first phone fuck.  And what a fuck that was..

Karin had been right.  “Have an orgasm on your first call and you’ll be hooked”  Only I had more than one..

They (the dispatch office) sent  me 6 callers that first evening..  I came on the first call and on the last and as I went to bed, exhausted and excited, I couldn’t wait for the next time!

Tomorrow is another day my tired pussy purred, contented as it was to have received so much attention in one evening and the promise that more was to follow soon.

That was my very first phone fuck! Can I have some more please?