Sharon
Bizarre Things That Happen On Calls
Some might be curious about some things that go on during phone sex calls, after all, they can’t actually see me, so guys often have no idea what’s going on on my end of the phone. Usually I’m just calmly sitting in my chair as I do a call, 98% of the time. When one works from home though, things can happen that you aren’t anticipating and things can go awry at a moment’s notice.
A couple of funny stories I can share for your entertainment, that show how professional I can be and maintain my composure and concentration and have the caller not know a thing is amiss on my end. A couple of years ago I’d just gotten out of the shower and the phone rang and I walked in and sat on the edge of my bed, still naked and was talking to a caller and all of a sudden I felt some activity behind me, so I looked over my shoulder and one of my cats was behind me. Nothing unusual about that, but then I felt something wiggling against my bare hip. I turned around further and one of my cats had a live mouse between his paws and the wiggling I felt was the face of the mouse burrowing into my body. It’s a wonder it didn’t bite me. Keep in mind I was talking to the caller and couldn’t let on anything was going on. I reached to my bedside box of Kleenex and then picked up the still live mouse and held it alive and squirming in my hand for twenty minutes as the call continued.
The caller had no idea what was going on as his phone sex call commenced. After the call I then ran down the stairs, still naked, and flung it out the door and the caller was none the wiser. Not many women could pull that off. I didn’t scream, but my hand cramped from holding it in the same position for so long and I didn’t want to squeeze the mouse. Later when I went outside, I saw it though, the stress of it had killed it. It was alive when I tossed it out, but apparently died shortly thereafter, after walking a mere few inches.
More recently I was given the task by my vet to collect a urine sample from one of the cats. No easy task, let me tell you! I’d removed the hood off the box and set up a flashlight and sample cup by the box that was within my view. Cats don’t go on demand or as often as people and it can take a couple of days to get the opportunity. I’d been laying in wait for 2 days, and of course I had just started a call when I saw them headed to the box. I jumped up, phone cradled between neck and shoulder, grabbed the flashlight in one hand and the sample cup in the other, and bingo! I was able to capture the sample as I was talking to the caller and they were none the wiser. So you see, you never really know what’s going on on the other end of the phone. Usually as I said, it’s just business as usual, but once in a blue moon there can be bizarre things going on a caller would never guess in a million years.
Phone Sex For The Lonely
When most people think of phone sex lines , they are usually of course thinking of guys calling up to talk when they masturbate. This is of course true in most cases. However some guys call up that are simply lonely and want a sympathetic ear to listen to them. That’s fine too. Some will call and tell you about their loveless and sexless marriages they won’t leave, others have mother issues, and are still living at home in their 40’s and cannot break free from her apron strings, and likely never will until she dies. Their lives wasted and empty at mother’s side as she saps the life out of them like a psychic vampire. They have no friends, they sure will never have any woman, there’s only room in their life for one woman, and her name is mom.
Some are sissies that have no life other than their own panty filled secret lives, friendless and lonely. No woman wants them either, most think they are gay, some are adult virgins with no hope of a relationship. I never write about sissies or feminization in my blogs, because quite frankly I don’t want to attract them, so if I don’t write about them, the search engines have no content from this site about them, so they don’t ever see this site as a result on their searches. Many phone girls love sissies, but I’m not one of them. I have a few that call, but I don’t need or want to attract more. It’s not a specialty of mine at all, but some of them are very lonely people and call phone sex lines like this.
I’m here to listen, give advice when asked, and I give it many times even when not asked and most are resistant to change and will not take any advice, but lonely and sad people sometimes call with no sex at all on their minds, they are just desperate for conversation at times with another human being. I’m glad I can be there for them to unburden themselves on however temporary that might be for them.
Masturbating In The Tub
Recently I had a couple of house guests over for the weekend. An old friend of mine and her teenage son. I hadn’t seen the young man in a few years and he was all grown up now, just graduated from high school a few weeks ago. I had my friend set up in the guest room, and he was on a pull out sofa bed in the living room. It was late and they were both asleep, or so I thought, and I wanted to have a nice relaxing bubble bath before I went to bed. My en suite bathroom isn’t close to the living room, so I didn’t think a thing of it when I was in the tub relaxing to do as I normally do in the tub and masturbate.
I love to lay back, eyes closed, before I let the tub fill with water, aim the faucet right on my clit. It’s usually a fairly fast orgasm , then I let the tub fill and enjoy the rest of my bath. I guess I was moaning a bit since I heard something and saw out of the corner of my eye the teenage boy standing in the bathroom door way that was open a bit. I whispered to come in and close the door. He looked so shocked! I told him to sit down on the toilet and we could visit while I had my bath. I continued to let the water pour over my clit and had an orgasm as he sat and watched me. I could see the tent in his boxer shorts and told him to touch himself.
He took out his young cock and started pumping it in his hand as he watched me get off with the warm water bubbling over my clit. I did cum pretty fast, and he wasn’t long after me and then we chatted as I bathed. It was a bit naughty and we didn’t do anything more, but it was fun to watch and be watched. I’m sure his mom wouldn’t have been too impressed, but what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.
The Sexy Train
Recently I went on a short weekend trip and I went by train, as I never learned how to drive. I hadn’t been on a train in many, many years and the trip was a few hours to my destination. It was late when the train departed and I only had one small carry on bag. I settled in and was looking forward to a quiet ride looking out at the lit up cities we’d be rolling by, I hadn’t thought it would be much more than that, until many of the other passengers were asleep and the handsome train steward asked if he could get me anything and I said I’d love a drink. He said I could come back and enjoy it with a bit more privacy if I’d like and stretch my legs.
It wasn’t a long enough trip to be overnight on the train, so the sleeping cabins were empty. As son as I agreed and walked back with him I saw a smile creep on his face and I was beginning to get the idea. I quickly swallowed down my drink and he had me on my back in no time, and I wasn’t complaining! I was honestly feeling a bit horny from the constant rocking motion of the train and told him so and he laughed and said it’s a common thing that happens. He kissed me and I felt his hand go up under my skirt and start to rub my pussy through my panties. I asked if anyone would be looking for him and he said no, he was on his break, so we had some time. He got under my panties and started rubbing my clit and I was bucking up towards his hand and feeling mighty nice.
I reached over and unzipped his pants and he got out of them and tugged my skirt off and panties too, and he was inside my pussy with one quick thrust. The train moved down the tracks, rocking to and fro and he similarly moved inside my pussy in time with the train. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in closer, I felt an orgasm welling up inside of me and all of a sudden I came explosively on his cock and then he did inside of me and the train whistle pierced the silent night. We caught our breath and said our goodbye’s and I just had time to get myself cleaned up and it wasn’t long before I reached my destination and had a sweet memory to go along with it.
Nigger Phone Sex
Many in today’s politically correct climate would be horrified at the very thought of racial humiliation phone sex. The very idea that men are paying to call a woman to call them racially charged and derogatory names. Names and slurs that would likely get them threatened or even beaten if they were said out on the street or in a restaurant, or some other public place. Certainly not all black men or other minorities are into this type of humiliation, but many are. Racial humiliation callers are actually some of my most loyal clients I hear from the most regularly, and they are some of the most polite and respectful clients I have as well. Odd how I speak to them the most harshly, yet am spoken to the most respectfully in return by them.
Humiliation in and of itself is a complex matter, why would men with small penises call to be made fun of? Yet they do. Like the blacks and other racial humiliation clients, there’s nothing they can do to change their situation. The black man can’t wish himself white any more than the small dick guy can wish himself to wake up with a larger penis. The conditions are irreversible, so therefore all the more cruel to make fun of something you can’t control, right? Well they revel in it. No matter how absurd some of the racial humiliation phone sex I dole out, everything from calling them savage beasts, to having “jungle cum”, they seem to lap it up and crave more.
Some callers even have elaborate slave fantasies, not only of the olden days, sometimes dating back to the Civil War, but more modern situations as well, where they claim to be owned by people and get tied up, made to work from dawn until dusk. They have very well thought out fantasies and love for you to jump in and insult them all the while. They can be very fun calls, actually. So if racial humiliation phone sex is what turns you on, feel free to give me a call and I can call you every name in the book, it will be my pleasure!
