The Eternal Slut: An Age-Defying Slut

Phone sex? Phone fuck? Whatever you want to call it, I’m your girl—the ultimate whore with a heart of gold. And you know what? I’ve got a story that’ll make your jaw drop.

I’ve always been a cock enthusiast, and pussy was just an added bonus. Seducing my own father? Yep, did that—and boy, was it a ride. Mom disowned me, but dad kept me close, secret affairs being his little whore. His dick was legit, and those sneaky fucks we had were something else.

But here’s the real kicker: I used to scoff at the idea of ever bedding younger men. Give me the silver foxes, the experienced shaggers who knew their way around a woman’s body. Until, that is, I married a man two decades my senior.

Fast-forward, and here I am—a phone sex whore, ready to pounce on any young buck that crosses my path. The irony isn’t lost on me that I’ve become the very thing I once scorned—a cougar on the prowl for fresh, young meat.

And let me tell you, these boys can fuck. That buff bouncer at the club—woof! He gave this slut a run for her money. We tore up the sheets till sunrise, and guess what? He couldn’t get enough of this dirty, phone sex slut.

The jokes almost write themselves—me, a modern-day Mrs. Robins, being hit on by men half my age. But hey, I’m not complaining. I’ve still got it, and these young bucks are eating it up.

So, who’s laughing now? This slut’s having the time of her life, and your mom’s probably jealous as hell.

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