Confessions of a Phone Sex Caller A True Story About US written by a Caller

What man hasn't idly wondered what two women sexually involved would look like together? What man hasn't imagined the sight of two very attractive ladies touching each other? What man hasn't been aroused by this vision of loveliness: Soft female lips together in a lingering kiss. A woman's fair cheek against a flushed bare breast… its nipple hardened and waiting. The surrender of parted thighs between them wet womanhood open to another girl's tongue. The inaudible sighs...the splendid orgasm...all intertwined feminine passion within the sweet softness women surround themselves in. Some of us wonder idly about such things. As for myself: my first youthful exposure to a movie in which there was only a suggestion of two girls attracted to each other was enough to make my young cock so hard I thought my zipper would burst on the spot. Later that night unable to concentrate on anything else and possessing an erection that strained against my pants for what seemed like hours, I couldn't wait to rush home, get beneath my covers and masturbate until the birds started chirping at dawn. I relived that first exciting lesbian movie scene over and over. It never failed to bring me to orgasm, until i finally passed out with my spent manhood in my hand. I had discovered this incredible "lesbian" heaven into which, to this very day, I escape to in the blissful joy of self-gratification. I've fed my appetite for it my whole sexual life, with movies, tapes, DVDs, even live sex shows. All-girl movies finally came.... where the only cock that made an appearance was the one a girl would strap on to service her subservient mate. A perfect and delectible scene if ever there was one! Then Phone sex. Ahh....phone sex....and therein lies the beauty of Lynnea and Joeys' little niche in my universe of desire and want. I am happily married. Now I can hear all the guys out there groaning about that one....but its true. " Suzie " is my only love since i first spotted her in High School, blonde, popular and me never thinking we could hook up. But we did. After HS we parted for awhile but we came back together 4 years after, got our divorces and have been together ever since. Beautiful " Suzie ", her cheerleaders spirit, statuesque body...blonde from the word go...has always been surrounded by pretty friends, the way cute girls always seem to stick together. Some of those friendships have been close. They seem to have fit a mold, with each one seeming to last a few years. Attractive, successful type-A aggressive personalities that want her time, buy her things, call her at night and during the day: girls who were more a leader for her passive fun-loving personality. There have been 5 or 6 of them over the years, each one in turn: a doctor's wife, another was a world traveler, there was a blackjack dealer in AC, then a dancer-turned-nurse, and most recently " Karen ": a very successful corporate woman. Over those years these friends have been between 25 and 30 years old and each one has taken an intense interest in my wife. Each of my wife's special friends have been a source of fantasy for me. The delight I have in the vision of two girls together, I have projected between my beautiful feminine wife and each of these possessive friends over the years. There may or may not have been some trysts between them in the past, I never knew. For example: should I find a vibrator in the bottom of my wife's panty drawer, I would keep it a secret and relish in the thought that there are moments she masturbates like a school girl privately filled with all her own fantasies and that's all good. So would be any secret relationship she's had with these women...then again, maybe its all in my mind. Add to the mix: there is an intense delight "Suzie" takes in being given oral sex. She has an unlimited capacity for it and can often have multiple orgasms during each of our sessions. ( I have Lynnea to thank for greatly improving my technique! ) There may have been some stolen hours she took with these intimidating girlfriends in the past. That, like her hidden vibrator, would be a delicious little secret that if I knew, would make me only want her more...me thinking the while that a woman could easily take my place between her legs and she could have cared less as long as her lovely pussy was being eaten. This delicious little fantasy, My wife "Suzie" and her closest friend locked in lesbian sex, led me to Lynnea and Joey. A bad phone call can be incredibly unsatisfying. A service that is uninterested or uninteresting or just plain gouges you is infuriating. How i stumbled onto Lynn and Joey I cant remember, but I've never been sorry I did. The two of them and I have developed our calls into something unforgettable with Joey playing the part of my wife and Lynnea as "Karen" . I can call "Karen" (Lynnea) now and she confesses to me all the delicate details of my pretty wife's submission...in the hot tub at her house, in the dressing room of Victoria's secret on their shopping trips, in the back of 'Karen's" BMW in the parking lot of their workout club...and on and on. I can listen to their lovemaking...it becomes more detailed each time. Lynnea has come to know my wife's friend very well from the details I've provided; so much that Lynnea is perfection as my wife's lover. Joey can be my "Suzie" a precious housewife in her blonde everyday world, turned suddenly horny and pussy-hungry for her domineering successful and rich corporate girlfriend "Karen". With each call the relationship is more real. Their voices knowing and willing...have become a slice of heaven. Lynnea and Joey are to these sweet phone conversations what good actresses are to a great movie. You believe them and you want to see them again and again !

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