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NaiveTempest -> RE: Phone sex. What does it do for you? (1/28/2008 8:11:05 PM)
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ORIGINAL: batshalom
~fast reply~
I have a love/hate relationship with phone sex. I am terrible at it unless I can get into my own out-there headspace, completely let go, and stop feeling like a dork. When I am guided and I hit that space, whoa. All I can hear is his voice on the other end of the phone, and all I can do is move on automatic pilot, doing things to myself that he tells me to do, focused completely on what he tells me to do (and responding, although don't ask me what I say back - have no idea).
I've "come to" on my knees in the floor, in the tub, on my back porch, in a number of places I only have the vaguest recollections getting to. There is nothing like hearing a breathless and satisfied "good girl" or "you are such a fucking slut - I love it" afterward. No reward could be greater (for me) in that instance.
Initiating phone sex or participating without being in that headspace ... ack. It's like shoving a camel in a tutu and telling it to dance Swan Lake.
I'm in total agreement. Listening to his voice as he demands my compliance is a heady turn on for me, and I end up doing things without even thinking. A good imagination goes a long way for it, and of course being in the mood mentally and physically helps as well. It's not ideal, and if you're not so good in the imagination/creativity department I could understand opting out, but it's nothing to mock or frown upon. There are often situations in life where the closest connection to that person is the phone. And I'll take listening to that hot, sexy "do it" voice any day over just getting virtual bits of ones and zeros turn into readable data (not that I don't like receiving erotic emails [;)]).
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