Kinky phone sex feels perfect for me. I have never been a vanilla woman. Although I grew up privileged, I still enjoy working and earning my own money. And I enjoy fucking. Guys ask me all the time if I am an escort and I say no every time. I’ve never taken money to fuck. It is not that I am some morally upright woman. Far from it. I think I convinced myself if fucking became a job, I might not enjoy it anymore.
However, my phone job has not made me hate it and I have been doing this for about 6 years now. So, when Oscar asked me how much for a night with him, I knew he mistook me for an escort. He found me in a hotel bar. Now, I had no plans to pick up horny men. I had plans with my daughter.
She and I agreed to meet at this swank hotel bar near the restaurant we had dinner reservations at. However, she had to cancel on me at the last moment. So, this phone sex milf decided to enjoy some cocktails before arranging for an Uber to take me home. Oscar sat next to me and bought me a couple drinks. He seemed like a harmless fun man. I find out of town businessmen a lot of fun in bed.
I Got Mistaken for a Hooker and I Loved It
But he thought I was a pro. And I simply asked him what he thought a night with a sexy mature woman would be worth. And he mentioned an obscene amount of money which flattered me. So, I agreed to spend the night with him in his hotel room. I am almost 60, but Oscar told me he just turned 38. Young and rich. All I could hope for was that he was hung too.
And he had a decent sized cock. No dick issues that I could tell. Married man jonesing for a sexy MILF. He asked if he could call me mommy, and I told him mommy would take care of him. I never took money for sex before. But I get paid for phone sex all the time. I looked at it as a big tip for taking care of this horny man. And I drained his balls dry. In fact, he tipped me too. Told me no woman has ever made him cum more than once in an evening and I got 4. That’s because I am a mature woman with skills and a healthy love for cum.
I didn’t need his money, but it was fun being mistaken for an escort. And I guess the money just made me want to take care of him more. Who knows, I may take money to fuck again. It turned out to be hotter than anticipated.