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.

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..

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.

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!

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?

As I was coming into to work this morning, I couldn’t help reflecting on the ride we all had ever since Mssrs Bankers and the Wall Street Fat cats put us through this year.  At least they’ll have their full of the best in life, sitting on piles of money that the ordinary folk gives them year in, year out.

We’ve all been affected by the recession, well maybe not the above, so let’s all give ourselves a pat on the back, just for making it alive and with some semblance of sanity still embedded in our hearts.

And to go along with this friendly pat, let us help you with that cock of yours, working you up and down towards the release you deserve!

There are thing we can still afford, in spite of the economy and phone sex is one of these.  So a special wank (oops, sorry: wink) to our Kelly for a continued effort into providing the best cheap phone sex there is.  At $14.96 for a 15 minute conversation, and no hidden fees, I am sure you will agree that when it comes to sex, there is little else out there that can compete with Kelly’s offer.

We all have fantasies.  As a woman, I sometimes wish I had a dick as well as everything else that makes me a woman.  I would just love to know what it feels to have a warm and web mouth bob up and down my hard shaft and feel the twitch before orgasm.  Of course strapon and dildos are a nice alternative for the person who is on the receiving end, but I guess a real dick would come in handy!

Fancy doing each other?  Your mouth on my dick, and mine or yours?

So what’s your phone sex fantasy?  Are you game for bisexual phone sex? Do you like a submissive girl choking on your fat cock as you slide it in and out of her mouth?  Do you have a special place in your heart for more down to earth type of activities such as anal sex?  Or are you in the market for a real life femdom?

How many men have actually dreamed about being there when their wife was about to be fucked by another man so much better endowed than themselves?  Lots!  And a lot of you guys seem to be so eager to share your personal stories with me.  I guess my personal story has a lot to do with this as I am myself a hot wife.

It didn’t start off that way.  My husband is a decent, hard working man, and there had never been any suggestion that he was anything else than adequate in bed.  We made love as often as the next couple, there were times when I came, and others when I didn’t but isn’t that the case for all of us women?  My husband had a nice dick, average in size by all account.  He was fit and willing.  As I said nothing out of the ordinary.

Then one day, our life changed.  It was unexpected.  We were visiting friends at their farm in the country side and the weather was gorgeous.  With our kids away on camps, it was just the four of us and we were having a great time.

“Jim”  (why is it that it’s always the name Jim we use when we want to protect the person’s real name?) was the owner of the farm we were staying at and old friend of my husband.  He was married to a nice woman, all blond and all boobs and they seemed to be happy together.

One night as I was tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep, I decided to go to the lounge and watch a little tv so as not wake my husband up.  To get to the staircase, I had to go pass our hosts bedroom and as I walked by, I had a quick peak, as one would, inside.  What I saw blew my mind.

Jim was laying on his bed with an erection the size of the Eifel Tower.  He was just laying there, not doing anything and for a while I thought he might be sleeping.  I couldn’t get my eyes off his huge monster dick and the first thing I thought to myself was “wow, he is so much bigger than my husband!”  I remember being surprised by what I had thought at the time.  Not so much because he was big, but rather because I had compared him with my husband’s cock and had felt envious and all of a sudden wishing I could have him.

I spent the rest of our stay there in state of frenzy.  I had my husband fuck me at every opportunity but now that I had seen what cock could be like, I wanted the other one more than anything.

Nothing happened that trip.  But when we came home my husband and I had a conversation and I finally told him that I thought it dick wasn’t big enough for me, now that I had seen a big one belonging to his friend and I need to experience was sex would be like with a well hung man.

And thus I became a hot wife.  Some say that I am a cheating wife but cheating would imply that I do so without the knowledge of my husband and this is not so.

My husband is now fully cuckold.  I bring men home who fuck me and most times he watches while they plough me.

Life with a cuckold husband has challenges but so many rewards.

Call me and let me tell you more about my life and experience.

For those who don’t know her, back in the days when I first started in the phone sex business, Debbie was a young, beautiful and fresh out of college nympho that had just started to do phone sex for a living.  The company we were working for was extremely buysy with thousands of phone calls every day and so a contest was established whereby callers would vote for their top phone sex operator girls and of course, Debbie won that contest hands down.

She was so good both as a phone sex operator and as a leader that we all knew she would soon leave us to open up her own company.  And we were right!  Debbie now runs several websites show casing her dozen of phone sex talents who are busy making ordinary and not so ordinary men come like they never thought they could.

And what was Phone Sex Queen doing at the office store?  Buying a camera.  Yes she is now also offering phone sex video chats and you can sample her work by visiting her brand new phone sex video chat web site:

http://www.virtual-reality-babes.com/

So here I was browsing through craiglist when a particular ad drew my attention.  The title was all it took really which is a confirmation of everything they tell you at editing schools:  “Are you broke like everyone else and in need of shelter? If you are an open-minded, imaginative woman, you will also have the opportunity to earn lucrative commissions doing telephone sex therapy with our company.”

Now I challenge anyone, in today’s economy not to be drawn to such a cry, even for those of us lucky enough to be able to pay our bills.  How money around us would respond to this title with a resounding yes? And so I proceeded to read further..

Turns out the job offer was a barter exchange proposal:  “you work for me and I’ll feed you” albeit dressed in the appropriate marketing manner.  Here is part of the ad:

“Live-In Editorial Assistant (Downtown LA)

Live-In Editorial Assistant wanted for internationally renowned media sexologist and institute director, recently featured on Nightline, as well as on HBO, Playboy, WeTV and other media. You will be writing and editing website and advertising copy as well as answering the phone, doing some online content management, organizing and scheduling.

In exchange for your part-time work, we will give you room and board in the Institute’s fabulous spacious loft, including your own private room, DSL, phone, maid service, tech support, bar and kitchen access, some gourmet home-cooked meals, recording studio, erotic art gallery, awesome eclectic ambiance, 17,000 square feet of space to work and play in (basically, $2000/month of room, board & amenities) with an exciting, vibrant, socialist-style, capitalist-oriented community of artists, technologists and sex therapists.”

The ad didn’t say anything about living in partners, children, pets or any of the usual companions one might like to surround oneself in life and I suppose these considerations were left in the dark for a purpose (or not.)

One think I like though about the whole think is the instant promotion I got:  I have been a phone sex operator all these years!  No sir!  I have been an expert telephone sex therapist who’s role is to explore with my callers (can a phone sex therapist call her callers patients?) their sexuallity with the aim of making them reach the next level in satisfaction!

Sounds good doesn’t it?  Don’t call me anymore in order to come like a stallion on heat with thoughts firmly planted in your head (and in pussy/ass/mouth) of fucking me silly but rather wih a view to seek some much needed counseling in all matters related to your sexuality.

Phone sex is never going to be the same again!

Chrissy

Chrissy offers 15 minute phone sex conversations for a low fixed price.

If you’ve searched around in vain for a way to deal with your rampant erection and have not found yet that phone sex deal that fits in with your budget, then boy oh boy!  Do we have a deal for you!

 Instead of paying those  ridiculous per minute rates, how about a fixed, what you see is what you pay kind of deal?

To hear more about this check the 15 minute phone sex website!

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