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The first two paragraphs alone can make you drool:

So many ass bitch boys, so little time but there are a few things I will never run out of:

Strap on made for phone sex with all of your, my little pretty sissy bitches.

If you are new to the sissy/strapon game, then let your appetite for what is to come be stimiluated:

When it’s a beginner, and I can always tell, there is a particular trepidation, looking forward to the task so to speak of “breaking” a virgin ass, ever so gently of course, because strap on phone sex doesn’t mean injuring my sissy does it? Beginners who have never had it in the ass come to the conversation so turned on by the prospect of finally seeing their life long fantasy about to be realized that so many times, they cannot hold their orgasm and the explosion happens with a couple of minutes.  If they are able to stay on the line after the initial orgasm, then the actual sissification, followed by the  ultimate strap on fuck can begin.

A sissy phone sex session can take any number of turns.  I once talked about something that happened to me in my own dungeon when two sissy boys I was training had a sissy fight, nails, bags and all.

Can you imagine what I did to those silly boys after that?  I don’t think you can!

Mommy knows best…  From the dawn of time, this has always been the case and for good reasons.  Mothers do indeed know best…  About just about everything.

And that of course includes mommy phone sex.

Some of the folks who call me to explore this yummy fantasy sometimes ask me if they are perverted because they fantasize about sex with a mother figure.  Whilst I reaslize that some will associate this sexual fetish with incest, often times, it is not incest that drives them to speak about sex with mom, but rather the impulse, or instinct, that deep down, they know the mommies are uniquely placed to provide love and care.

That holds true in the world of love and affection, but also in the world of sex.

When you call for a mommy, you not only seek a relation with a mature woman who will know you more then most younger women do, but also express a desire to engage in a make believe roleplaying fantasy between a mom (me) and her son (you).

The phone rings and it’s Jim.  I’ve just signed on after a long shower.  Had a nice massage this morning too.  The girl who usually “does” me wasn’t there today so they gave me a new girl, a really pretty little thing who obviously didn’t know about how special I am.

What do I mean?  Well, I am one of those “enhanced” ladies, born with a cock which has developed into a proper monster cock and turned into a woman through medical corrective surgery.  The result is quiet astounding I am told, and who am I to ague?

So there I am, lying on the massaging bench, this little chick applying her magic touch to my belly when, as it usually happens around that time, a familiar stirring sends thrills along my thighs.  It’s my cock all right, rising slowly and the girl is quite literally shocked into silence.  She looks a my, then at my body, my boobs, my curves and then down where the bulge is.  This is not “that” kind of massage parlor where some muscles are taken care more than others, and “intimate” stimulation are forbidden.

But in this case, the chick has to look doesn’t she.  She lifts the towel, lift my underwear and gasps for air.  Yes baby, this is a dick.  And it’s mine.  Ah, and it’s fully functional.

She is bright red, doesn’t quite know what to do next and I decide she is too innocent for me to take advantage, so it take my pants off of her hands, and as they falls back against my skin, I put the towel back on.  The only evidence is this huge tent that is poking upwards.

As she finally manages to regain her composure and gets back to the business of massaging me, I am thinking how delicious it will be for me later on to talk about this little episode.

And Jim is just the horny guy to start with.  A bi-curious callers always in search of phone sex with a shemale, he is a regular and I have grown quite fond of him.

It’s all about roleplay phone sex.  I hadn’t quite understood what Karen really meant when she told me I was hired.  I mean, you hear these things and you think you know what they mean because you know the meaning of the worlds, but in reality, you know very little.

Sure I knew what role playing was?  I did join drama in High School but did I have the slighest inclination that my first week as a phone sex operator would rock my world and make confront all and settled conceptions I had about myself?  Not in the least.

I all began with the first call I ever did.  Now, I am a young Mom in my late twenties and I had heard of those stories where younger men lust after older women.  Had Karen not called me a typical MILF, one would drive mommies boys crazy with lust?  And what did she mean any way?

“We have John on the line and he has been a naughty boy and wants mommy to spank him” was what dispatch had told me before patching the call over the me!

I picked up the phone and I have to admit it took some will power on my part not laugh out loud.

I wasn’t laughing at the end of the call though.  As the conversation went on, I decided to give it my best and see where it took me.  After all, I was horny nearly all the time and I was a Mom, so one had never stopped the other from mixing together had it.  And after all, this wasn’t incest per say.  This was…  roleplaying.

I was to role play the role of a sexy Mommy who admonishes her son for bad behavior and uses sex as a tool to reach her means and get her points across.

And as I began to grow in the role of a sexually depraved mature mom who will stop at nothing for a piece of hard cock even if that cock belongs to her “darling” boy with the tight body and the endurance that only youth affords, I realized that I and role play phone sex were a match made in sexual heaven.

By that time, my hand was busy playing with my pussy and I knew I would be good at this.

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I was out of work.  My previous job had gone the way of so many jobs this year, up in smoke, and I needed an income.  So when I saw an ad for phone sex operators, I thought to myself, why not.

I called the number on the ad and this lady came on.  I was expecting a madam sounding person, harsh and swearing and instead there was this delightful, educated mother of two on the phone talking about sex as if it was nothing.

I remarked that the way she referred to phone sex, she might as well have referred to washing the dishes and whilst she agreed that sex was no more shameful than working in the kitchen, one think she insisted on was a need for all the women who worked for her to actually like sex.

She asked me point blank: “So, do you like sex do you?  And if you do, what is it about it that you like?”

She was clearly checking my phone sex abilities and I must have done pretty well because here I am about to answer my first call and I am literally shitting myself.

I feel like a virgin, the day she realized that her precious flower is about to be burst.  I have this knot in the pit of my stomach, even though I have told in many details what I can expect from the average caller.

But that’s the point.  Who is the average caller?

When she called me on the phone to tell me I had the job, she said: “Listen, your job is to make your caller come and feel happy about themselves.  I am not telling you that you need to come as well, but most of us do, on a regular basis.  If you find that you never have the urge to masturbate whilst doing a phone sex call, then this job perhaps is not for you!”

And here I am.  Do I measure success according to my first phone orgasm?  I guess I’ll know more at the end of the day!

Cuckold fantasies.  If they are one of your favorites, then join my club.  You see, I am a cuckoldress with a difference, since I am not cheating my husband because he is a sissy, but rather because we have an arrangement him and I.  And I would just love to talk about it with you, one on one during phone sex.

You see, I love my husband dearly, but soon after we were married, he admitted to me that was gay.  Because we were so happy together, we decided to try an alternative:

I would be allowed to bring home any lover I want, provided my husband had first dibs at him!  You see the sweet irony of it all?  If we are not going to fuck one another, we will at least be together when we fuck another man!

If that get your cock rising, then no doubt you would just love to be one of our “special” friend and I can tell you that so far, in spite of all their protestations, no man I have brought home has ever refused to service and be serviced by my husband.

Talk about cuckolding in reverse.  It’s been a few years with this arrangement and I can tell, neither my husband, nor I have ever had any cause for complain.

So if it’s phone sex you are after, then how about this fantasy for a change!  Would like to join us?  Some men who are curious about cock prefer to talk about this (common) fantasy with a woman, but you might prefer the real deal, in which case, the dudes at call-4-dick.com are really who you should call.

Name says it all doesn’t it!  Call for a dick!  Heck, my husband might even want to dial their number himself!

See you!