Friday, 16 June 2017

Phone Sex, an experience I embraced with open legs

phone sex

Phone Sex - an interesting addition - Before May Mattered

 

Sunday early July 1997
Well it’s been just over a week since I’ve written my diary. Though I did write to Vic telling him about the blow job incident and asking what he thinks. It was rather a long letter really. I received a reply from him yesterday which was a damn sight shorter than my effort. He just said that Al seems strange and I should be careful, signing off by saying he loved me.  Bless him. Why can’t I just settle for him? Why is Al on my mind so much? At work I excused myself to Christine’s office and told her in detail what happened with Al.  She was less judgmental than Vic. Her opinion is that there may be a history of some sort of abuse or things I know little about.  I must talk to Hannah about this, as after all Al is her boyfriends mate.

On Tuesday evening I popped over to see Virginia for a catch up. She had one of her medical workmates with her so I couldn’t really go into detail about my date with Al. The man himself finally rang me on Thursday at work asking if I would be at home that evening if he were to ring me back. Which he did and my - what a conversation that was.

He started saying he wouldn’t be able to see me at the weekend as he was working. Rather than be unhappy about this I immediately felt a little buoyant. If he was telling me he couldn’t go out at the weekend he must think that we are “dating” – otherwise surly he would not bother explaining what he would be doing?  He did move swiftly on asking me if I had masturbated when he drove off the other eve, after giving him the blowjob. I was a little indignant in my reply which was a curt,

“No”.

He wasn’t going to be put off at all. He continued by proceeded to enquire what I was wearing. I had my blue and white slip dress on and told him. It was at that point that it became clear to me what was going on – PHONE SEX!
phone sex
Phone Sex!

I was and still am a little bemused as I have zero experience where this type of thing is concerned. Or should I say I had Zero experience. I quickly realised that if I wanted to keep this man interested I would need to adapt and fast.

I was prepared for his next question asking what knickers I had on. I was wearing a plain cotton black pair but got into my role and told him they were skimpy, lacy and black. He liked that! He asked me about my bra and once again I lied.

“I don’t have one on”.

“Put your hand up under your dress and touch your boobs.”

Well the following bit was crazy as I found myself doing what he asked. He told me he had his cock out and the next thing I was fingering myself asking him how his cock felt. I was surprising myself as I was really getting into the whole phone sex scene and enjoying it.

We started talking about anal. He wants to have it with me! Yes I heard alarm bells – but they rang in the distance as I was too busy rubbing my clit and telling him I couldn’t wait to have his cock in my mouth again. He said he wanted to do everything to me but at this moment he was thinking of coming on my face.

“I’d like that. I could lick your balls as you spray my mouth and cheeks.”

I was getting near to climax and could tell by his voice that he was. He told me to take a moment to come and he would listen to the noise I was making.

I got into mode, fantasising about intercourse with him whilst touching my clit - I came.

I listened as he came shortly after.

My goodness what a strange experience! He ended the call by asking if the following weekend we could go out near where I live and then he could come back and stay. Naturally I said yes.

When we put the phone down I felt great but a bit sordid. It was new to me - phone sex - but I had got with the program because I want him so much. Maybe I’d been lured into it. I could have just put the phone down though. After all,  I made the choice to continue. I won’t be telling anyone about it in a hurry. Maybe I will tell Vic, but none of my girl friends.

I did begin to think about him saying he wants to have anal sex with me. I’m not a prood at all. I had anal with Vic a few times. I liked it. Al is “longer” than Vic but his girth is ok for anal. I just keep thinking there are three things now that make me wonder about his sexuality –
  •  Never having liked a girlfriend, until me.
  • Then calling me a fucking bastard , whilst I was giving him head.
  • And now he’s going on about anal when we haven’t even had ordinary intercourse yet.
I really hope he comes to stay next weekend. It will give me a chance to get it on with him and have sex – I hope.

One more thing to write, then I am up to date. Last night I went to Marie’s party with Jane. It was Ok. Great weather so we were all in the garden. Marie’s brother in law kept hitting on me. He is quite attractive in a “wide boy” kind of way but I couldn’t think of anything else apart from Al!

Saturday, 3 June 2017

Fucking Bastard Forced me to give him Head

Fucking Bastard - in more ways than one - Before May Mattered

Fucking Bastard
Fucking Bastard forced me to give him head

June 1997

Well - I am not really sure exactly what I am feeling at the moment – having slept on it I am no clearer in my head about what went on with Al today, than I was yesterday.  He has confused me for sure.

The evening started well. He picked me up from mums as we were going to that village near where her new flat is. As soon as we got there and sat down with our drinks he enthusiastically began to talk about all the places we could go together and generally how great it would be. He told me he wants to take me to his work mate’s garden party, so I can meet him and his wife. The confusion started when we were onto our second drink and I thought it was time to tell him that Seb and I were no longer together. That is when the atmosphere changed.

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