Cumming from around the World in Harpenden

I m a lone female in my late twenties, desperate for a partner and life outside of being a nanny, Im working long hours to pander to the little darlings belonging to other people. I craved the lifestyles of parents, not just the money but the close knit family life, to be loved and feel attractive. I have to work sometimes late into the night so the parent can have date nights. They return home all loved up bellies full of gourmet foods and fine wine with a glint in the eye that screams lust. On a late night I sleep over in a box room instead of returning to my flat. I have free access to a telephone and bills are never checked.

What started as mistake one evening with a wrong phone number had led to a new found hobby. We nannies work worldwide and we have our own cliques and connections. Late one night when the children were asleep I decided to call Lisa who was currently in New York; it was approaching midnight in UK so I knew it to be around 7pm in NYC. I dialled the number when I got through a chap named Scott, hed never heard of Lisa and turned out Id dialled the wrong number. Scott lived in a small apartment in Greenwich Village and was getting ready for a night out.

He told me I sounded pretty hot, and asked me to chat and talk about myself this was new to me. I was nearing thirty and single. I am pretty fit and do look the part and I aspire to be a full time glamour girl however my downfall is I lack confidence. All of a sudden I saw an opportunity and without thinking I told him I was a glamour model in my early-twenties, I said my name was Kate and found myself almost describing a porn star to him, telling him I was a glamour model. Oh my god, he asked me about my breasts and how did it feel to display them. I had such a new found confidence I felt I had become that model right there, I believed it so much and fancied myself as that hot girl so I began to explore myself. Are you ok? he asked, oh yes sorry, just something caught in my throat as I supressed a groan. He admitted just talking to such a hot girl had his cock throbbing. I took a deep breath and ventured into the unknown. Let me help you out of those pants and relieve the pressure. I could hear the sound of a zip coming down. Hearing Brad made me visualise him and his hands delving into my clit, parting my inner folds and stroking my silky labia. I wanted his mouth lapping at my pussy, slipping a finger in and out bringing me off. I decided Brad indeed was a very good lover and soon our conversation was over but not before we both came, our voices hot and heavy panting down the phone.

After the call to Brad I decided I liked my new self and vowed to be Kate more often when working late. So far from a tiny box room in Harpenden I have telephone sex with men from all over the world. Ive fucked Iqbal and his clean fat circumcised dick in Lahore. Johanne the cheeky chappie in Capetown, Fabien the well heeled Parisenne living in Marseille and many more. How do I know to call these people? Well I dont exactly I use international directories and random dial until I find a willing target and you will be surprised at the people round the globe that are willing to cum for a stranger over a telephone.

One of my most favourite calls has to be to a Japanese girl called Akari, this was a completely new experience and I would re classify myself as bi curious after this call. She lives in Kyoto and she had such a sweet voice and perfect English like Japanese tend to do. I was surprised when she said made actress and was quite open about enjoying a soft porn role. This call had us ramming hairbrushes into our cunts and asses as makeshift dildos, hairclips as nipple clamps etc. We must have both come together ten times over the duration of the call, I was almost ready to board a flight so I could taste her cunt for real until I realised I wasnt Kate. Akari and I still call each other every now and then and weve upgraded from hairbrushes to proper butt plugs and dildo. I love hearing her come down the telephone and when she puts the headset close to her twat so I can hear how wet she is. I can hear her dildo going in and out slurping in her juices. She likes to hear my pant, swearing her name, the tension and tightness of my voice just as Im about to come.

Problem is I cant work late every night so now I have ran my own phone bill up having fucky fun around the world. Listen out folks I still dial UK numbers as well!!!!