If you like mature phone sex, then you want to chat with mature women like me. Many younger guys like older women. We are experienced, sophisticated, uninhibited and we know what we want and we don’t play games. I think that is why my best friend’s son has always been drawn to me. He was attracted to my confidence, my sexual knowledge. For years now he has been asking me all sorts of sex questions, seeking my advice on how to score with women. I know it is wrong to be attracted to your best friend’s son, but he is legal, barely, but legal. Something sexy about his awkwardness.
He came by last night under the pretext of dropping off something his mom wanted me to have, but I could tell something else was on his mind. “You wanna talk honey,” I asked. His eyes fell the floor like he was embarrassed. It took some coaxing, but I got out of him that he wanted to know how to recognize a great blowjob. He looked so sexy. “If you have to ask, sadly you have not had one,” I replied as I unzipped his pants. “Our secret. Great blowjobs need to be experienced.” I started working my hand up and down his shaft in a twisting motion. Pre cum was oozing between my fingers. His young member was rock hard. As my mouth touched the head of his cock, he started to shudder. I thought to myself, he has never had a woman’s mouth on his cock. Well played.
As my mouth devoured his shaft, the pre cum doubled. He tasted delicious. I wanted to fuck him, but I knew he wouldn’t last. Before I could think about that any further, his cock shot off a load of jizz in my mouth so hard it felt like a fireworks explosion. I swallowed every bit of his young seed. He admitted he had never even had his dick touched by anyone else but himself before. I was happy to be his first. Now at least he knows great head. I probably set him up for disappointment though. No way any age appropriate girl gives better head than me.
There was something about him that attracted me. It was not sexual, but sensual. I didn’t want to fuck him; I wanted to dress him. His body was feminine; his mannerisms too. He needed the right woman; he needed forced feminization. I texted him to come over. Of course he thought it was to fuck. When he saw me in my bra with matching panties and garters, I knew he was more turned on by my sexy lingerie than my hot body. I know a sissy boy when I see her.
I opened my closet door, showing off my collection of vintage and modern lingerie. She was drawn to my pretty pink garter collection. I knew she just needed a phone sex mommy to dress her, to encourage her feminine nature. I helped her slip into a pair of white silky thigh highs and a lacey pink garter belt. I explained that the garter frames her heart shaped ass perfectly; as well as makes her feel centered to walk seductively. She picked out a pair of classic pumps to match the outfit.
We found a beautiful pink and white corset to complete the look. She was a natural in my sexy undergarments. I have loved lingerie since I was a little girl. It is just so feminine, so sensual. It brings out the seductive woman in us all. But she was right, her body needed some work to rock the outfit best. I shaved her legs, her chest, her back and her arms. A completely smooth body enhanced her sex appeal. Added a wig and some makeup, and even some of my studs would be fooled. She is coming back for cock sucking lessons. Sometimes it just takes a mature sexy woman to recognize your true potential. Would you like to play in my closet?
I was out of town last night. Girls road trip to see a concert. When we got back to the hotel, there was a huge ass party going on in the suite next to us. I had gone over with the intention of asking them to hold it down a bit. When a hot oiled up girl answered the door naked, I changed my tune. “Is this an invite only party,” I asked with a smirk. The girl pulled me into the room, stripped me and oiled me up. Guess this was an open party. There were guys at this party, but they were standing around stroking their cocks watching the girls get it on. I like pussy too.
Plates of drugs were being passed around like candy. Plastic was laid down on the floor. It was so slick from the baby oil it doubled as a Slip n Slide. I took some pretty pill that I was sure would put me on some sort of crazy ride and jumped in for some slick girl on girl action. I was the oldest chick in the mix, but I didn’t give a fuck. What happens in Dayton, stays in Dayton! I tribbed with girls. Grinded asses. Finger fucked oiled up love holes. Used double sided dildos. Licked pussy and ass. And took a few loads of cum to the face from the male spectators.
I have no idea what kind of party that was, but it was fun, hot and slippery. My girlfriends were passed out and didn’t even realize I was not in the room when I slithered back in 5 hours later. I hosed off the oil and jizz, climbed into bed and felt thankful that I am the kind of woman that doesn’t pass up hot fun.
Great blowjobs lead to great fucking. So anytime I have the chance to school a girl in all things fucking, I start with teaching her how to give amazing head. A guy who has just had his cock sucked like a vacuum cleaner, not only fucks better but is more in tune to your body. He wants to return the favor. Good head begets good head. And as a woman, nothing makes us moan more than a man who will spend hours between our legs worshiping our pretty bald pussies. I had a girlfriend over last night who sadly is lacking in the blowjob skills department. I invited my neighbor over. He was happy to provide a test cock. I showed her how to use her hands and tongue in unison. How to caress the bulbous head of his shaft with the soft part of her mouth. Even demonstrated how to make the testicles throb. She had never tea bagged before. He was leaking pre cum all down his shaft as we worked our mouths on his rod. Of course once he was fucking rock hard, we had to fuck him. But not before he ate out both of our pussies until his face looked like a glazed donut. Good cocksucking leads to pussy squirting every time.
Have you ever been a member of the mile high club? I can happily say, I just recently joined and it is as hot as folks say it is. I was traveling for a wedding across the US and splurged for first class. First time ever I have been in first class anything. I got treated like royalty. After a few mini bottles of wine, I started chatting with this hot married man in the seat in front of me. Salt and pepper hair. Very George Clooney looking.
He tried to act like he wasn’t married, but I saw him discreetly remove his wedding ring. I don’t care if a man is married. If I am attracted to him, and he wants to fuck me, well it is not my place to worry about his wife who is likely not putting out or has her own thing on the side. I went along with his ruse. I sat next to him and put the blanket over our laps so I could give him an old fashioned hand job. It is sad how many girls don’t do this anymore. I love the feel of a cock getting hard at my finger tips.
When I felt the pre cum pouring out the head of his cock, I suggested the bathroom. “Mile high club,” he asked? I nodded yes. He followed me the bathroom of the first class area which was way bigger than regular class. He pulled up my skirt, I pulled down my panties and he fucked me from behind. The turbulence we hit just added to the thrill. I returned to my seat with a pussy full of married man sperm. And he returned to his with a big old grin. We both slept like babies till we reached Dulles Airport. Next time I fly, I am going first class.
A friend of mine scored us tickets to see Neil Young this weekend. I am an old school rock chick. Students for years have been trying to get me to listen to Hip-Hop, Rap and modern country, all of which make me want to hurt people. We put on some super sexy hippie dresses, scored some good chronic and went to enjoy the evening with a classic rocker. I have not gotten high in awhile. Now that it is legal, I can’t lose my job. Fuck, the legalized shit is strong.
We both felt like we were on an acid trip, which isn’t bad. Some college hunks were in the pit next to us. They too were toking some strong funk. A sexy cougar like me, attracts young studs everywhere. Now, I’m usually mindful of my surroundings when I decide I want some cock. I like exhibitionist sex, just when cops are in eyesight I tend to be more careful. I was too high to give a fuck about consequences. I blew those boys in the pit of a Neil Young concert. Down on my needs, higher than a kite, giving great blowjobs while I listened to Neil croon “Old Man.”
A small crowd had gathered around me, I thought to shield me from the cop, but they wanted in on the action. I figured good taste in music warranted my oral skills. I got blow banged by about 50 dudes at a rock concert. I felt like I was at Woodstock. My girlfriend decided to help when she saw the size of some of those cocks going down my throat. I think I swallowed more sperm than a porn star that night. Hell, I even blew the cop. Any guy within 100 feet of the stage got head from the best phone sex slut around. I slept like a baby when we got home. Still high with a belly full of cum means I sleep well. Of course I woke up, got high again and went searching for more cocks to slurp. I’m on summer vacation after all.
The best phone sex stories are the real experiences we share. Sure, I love erotic roleplaying, but what gets me off the hardest is sharing my real life naughty experiences with my callers and hearing about some of their hot times. One of my callers today wanted me to share a hot teacher memory. I have a lot, but one in particular still makes my pussy purr. I was staying late after school to grade papers when a student stopped by for some clarification on home work. This was a geeky little boy; the kind of student who usually went unnoticed by me.
After a few minutes, it became clear he didn’t want to talk about school work. He unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and balls, looked at me and said, “I have a big fat apple for you Miss Farah.” He wasn’t kidding. He had the hugest nut sack I had ever seen. It could have smothered my face. I tried to hide my excitement because at that time I was not the naughty teacher I am today. Here was this 4 eyed geek with big ball sack and huge cock to go with it, insisting he could make the teacher scream. I caved. I was recently divorced at the time, so I needed cock in a bad way.
He lifted up my pencil skirt, shoved me against the chalkboard and hammered my pussy doggy style. His balls were so big that they left a mark on my ass. In fact he was fucking me with such a hard rhythmic motion, his balls hit my clit from underneath making me squirt everywhere. I covered my chalk board in teacher goo. I had one of the best fucks of my life from some Pee Wee Herman looking geek. Ever since that hot encounter, I have been a sucker for a big ball sack. I’m crazy for them nuts.
My caller admitted to several hot for teacher fantasies over the years of his own, so we did a sexy little role play; I just suggested that he have a huge ball sack!
The best phone sex can happen anywhere anytime. I use to talk dirty to my second husband before I became a professional phone sex whore. I remember this one time when he was overseas. It was night time where he was and I was home from work baking for a holiday party later that night. I had just put a batch of cookies in the oven when he called. I took my clothes off, hopped up on my kitchen island and started rubbing my clit as I listened to my husband tell me how well he would eat my pussy. I could hear him slapping his hard shaft, which made me rub my clit harder. One of the many reasons I became a professional mature phone sex slut was so I could hear men jacking off for me.
I was lost in the sensation of my pussy pulsating that I neglected to smell the burning coming from the oven until the smoke detectors went off and the sprinklers came on. I was laying on the kitchen island naked and wet when my neighbor burst in thinking I needed saving. And I thought chivalry was dead. I stunned him being naked and spread eagle. But he must have liked what he saw because he had a huge boner in his pants. By this time I had disconnected with my husband on the phone. I did not get my happy ending, but there was a handsome man in front of me with a hard on. Seemed like providence to me.
It would have been rude of me not to blow him after he was planning on risking his life to save me, right? A blowjob is not cheating I told myself as I swallowed his hard shaft down my throat. I may have crossed a line when he started fucking me on the kitchen island, but I had just nearly escaped death! He fucked me pretty damn good too. Why is it that cheating sex is so hot? We vowed never to fuck again as we were both married and neighbors, but that didn’t go as planned. He was a really good fuck. Few months after my husband came back to the states we divorced. Turns out I can’t just have one cock in my pussy. Fidelity isn’t my thing.
So here I am a twice divorced, getting off with my callers on the phone and fucking whomever I want. I love my life. Fidelity is overrated.
I had to go to school today to meet with a student’s father. I didn’t want to go, it is my summer break, but he begged me to give him some advice on how to improve his daughter’s reading comprehension skills. I didn’t look very professional in my sun dress and flip flops, but I was hitting the beach afterwards. I didn’t resent the meeting as much when I saw that he was very handsome. My pussy was purring in my panties for him.
I heard him talking, but honestly, all I could think about was his cock. How big was it? Did it work? How much cum would it shoot? Was it thick. “Am I distracting you,” he asked, which jolted me back to reality. Fuck it, I told myself. I climbed up on my desk, crawled over to him, reached down to unzip his pants and sucked his cock at my desk. Great blowjobs are often unexpected. He seemed stunned, but no smart guy, married or not, resists head. We all know a ring on a finger makes way too many women forget how to blow a guy.
His cock responded nicely to my mouth, getting thicker and harder. I squeezed his balls too. I was content just sucking him off, but he wanted to taste me too. I turned around on the desk and backed my ass right up against his tongue until he was muff diving. His tongue flicked my clit and probed my pussy until I gave him a jet blast of girl goo on his face. I don’t always squirt, but when I do, it’s usually all over a married man’s face. We exchanged numbers so I can really help him with his daughter. Actually, any excuse I can make to ride his tongue again.
Not every phone whore can boast she works for the top phone chat lines around. Well, I can. Not only am I great because I have the experience, open mind and creativity to call myself a top phone sex slut, but my company is the best you will find. All the girls that work at this company, from the submissives to the sadistics, from the mommies to the GFEs, from the coeds to the cougars, deliver premium phone sex at affordable rates. We are all triple threats-sexy, smart and open minded.
I talk to guys about all subjects. Phone chat lines should never have taboos. The best phone sex companies do not judge. I know I don’t judge any of my callers because I have quite a few secret fetishes that I enjoy. I am a total cum slut. On the surface, I look like a sophisticated MILF. I am educated with a white collar job, three grown brats and I live in a nice subdivision. Behind closed doors, however, I like to swing and have bukkake parties. The more cum the better. I have yet to discover what is too much cum for me to handle. I love the feel of load after load being shot in my face. I love the taste of it too. I will chug cum out of a glass, even freeze it in an ice cube tray for a late night snack.
That is just one of many dirty secrets I have. Never judge a book by its cover. I may look sophisticated, but I am just a dirty whore under designer clothes. So, when you call me, I promise not to judge or have any limits, if you promise to treat me like the dirty slut I am.
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