It now seems that it’s not just you men who feel the need to fuck outside of your matrimonial nest.  We women are just the same with a difference though!  Between the age of 27 and 45, the usual age frame associated with MILF, or cougars, women have more sexual fantasies than their younger counterparts.  Not only that, it now seems that the hot mommy who lives next door to you is probably more in need to fuck and have casual sex than younger women between the ages of 18 and 26.

In other words, despite the girls-gone-wild image of promiscuous college women, it is women in their middle years who are America’s most sexually industrious.  Times.com

A study by University of Texas psychologist David Buss reports an interesting trend:

Men are at their sexual peaks in their teen years (measured by the number of orgasms per week) and then average to a steady 3 orgasms a week for the rest of their lives.

By why would women be more sexual in their milf years rather than in their teens and 20s?  It has to do with child bearing and the time investment needed for younger women to take care of their children.  It would seem that during these years, younger women have less time thinking about sex and this pattern developed throughout the history of the human kind seems to confirm that one these child bearding years are over, women enter a sexual phase in which their nature may or may not seek to find sexual partners able to provide them with more children.

True or not, I can tell you that from experience, and with very few exceptions, our MILF ladies seem to be a living proof to the above, a fact by the way confirmed daily by the number of younger men who call us for mature phone sex.

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 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

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.

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?

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 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.

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!