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Back in my coeds days I knew that sex was a lot of fun, but having always been overwhelmed by overpowering parents who were watching my every move, I didn’t know how delicious sex could be. By the time I was done with high school, my entire sexual knowledge consisted of a single kiss a potential boyfriend gave me. It wasn’t much of anything, but it caused my body to stir, and during the months that followed, I suddenly knew I was hooked on SEX! All I could thing about was that kiss, that hard cock pressing against me, and how my pussy had reacted. It was simply delicious and to this day, I still stir when a man kisses me for the first time.

Being watched closely by parents who monitor your every move doesn’t do much for a teenager’s need to experience the things that her body crave, but what it did allow me to do is develop an imagination that knew no limits. What I couldn’t do in real life, I could do in thoughts, and I began to devour any erotic book I could lay my hands on. In its own, warped sort of ways, I suppose it’s a good thing that I was raised so “carefully’ because it allowed my mind to soar.

In college, where parents are a thing of the past, for most of us the forbidden becomes possible and not unlike many of my friends, I tried to make up for lost times. I fucked and allowed myself to be fucked everywhere and anywhere. I developped a reputation of the horny slut who was ready for anything, and it was ironic really since before that, I had always been called the virgin nun! Of course, I didn’t allow anyone access to my body, and in fact was quite selective in my choices of lovers. The horny slut became the snobby whore, and I didn’t care, because those who called me that were the ones who would never have me!

One such guy, who had been trying to get into my pants for the longest time was so persistent in his efforts that I kinda fell sorry for him. Not to the extent that I actually did anything with him physically, but I gave him my phone number once and told him that if he wanted, and if I had the time, he could call me and I would “take care of him”.

I had no idea what that meant, but it sounded cool. And thus I became the phone sex slut.

Soon ever Dick and Harry was calling for sex, and just like that, I decided that if I was going to give all these guys phone orgasms, I might as well get paid for it.

A few months later, I had dozens of guys who would call me on a regular basis, and my official name became: Madame Phone Sex.

I realized that all the books I had read, all the erotic stories I had fantasized about gave me a unique platform into the realm of sexual fantasies and fetishes and I was really good at it.

And I was making money. Lots of money…

At graduation, when the time came for all us to think forward and start looking for a career to build, I realized I already had a job. A darned good, funny, exciting job, one I was really good at.

It was phone sex.

Soon, there wasn’t enough of me to handle all the calls that were coming in. I had to hire people to help. First a girl I had known in college, a shy and gorgeous girl who looked like she was the most innocent of all, until you heard her talk. She had a voice that my callers were melting for… Literally… Then I hired another, then another and soon there were dozens of us spread around the US, taking phone sex calls.

With time, I began to hire men as well, for those of my callers who liked a bit of gay or bisexual fun on the side and then one day, I met a real transvestite who seduced the bejesus out of me and had the longest cock I had ever seen. Thin, but oh so deliciously long. She was incredible. And I hired her as well.

Sometimes, you think you know how your life is going to pan out, and then all of a Sudden, Sex jumps at you and you become… The most popular phone sex girl on the internet.

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