I’m getting Some Birthday Phone Sex!

Phone sex for the birthday girl! What a night. This phone sex operator had some amazing phone sex that I’ll never ever forget.

While it’s true that I don’t have a steady boyfriend, I DO have a steady fuck buddy that comes over from time to time. He, of course, knows that I’m a phone sex operator. And his birthday idea for me was SO sweet AND erotic that who knows… maybe one of these days he will graduate from fuck buddy to boyfriend! (Now, now… DOWN boys! You know that no matter WHAT, I’ll always be YOUR perfect girlfriend first!)

I had planned on going out with one of my best friends, but she’s sort of a flake, so predictably, she let me down and left me to spend my birthday all on my own. Since everyone knew I was making plans with her, by the time she canceled on me, everyone else was out doing other things! I pouted for a bit, then got the idea to text my sexy fuck buddy, and see if he wanted to come over and have some fun! To my extreme disappointment, I read that he was out with his friends. But, he added, he would be going home shortly and would text me when he got there.

Now, I am personally thinking, what the fuck? I said I wanted to FUCK on my birthday, and you’re going HOME instead of coming here? UGH! Am I losing my touch???! So, I found something to watch on TV, felt appropriately sorry for poor little me, and pouted some more.

Just a few minutes later, I got a text. It read very simply: “Go run a steaming hot bubble bath for yourself.” Now I’m thinking great,.. my fuck buddy is giving me tips on how to do GIRL time? I really HAVE lost my touch! Now he feels SORRY for me!

However, a bath DID actually sound like an appealing idea, so I did as he suggested, and started myself a nice, hot, steamy bubble bath. While the tub was filling, I got another text message. Again, one simple line: “Go pour yourself a glass of wine while you wait for the tub to fill”. Now this wasn’t a suggestion, was it? This was more of an instruction. That made my clit tingle a little in my panties. I’m usually the one giving instructions. I decided to follow this instruction and see where it led, so I went to the kitchen, poured myself a glass of wine, and came back to sit on the edge of the tub, testing the water with my fingers and adjusting it so that it was even hotter. I waited patiently for the next text.

“Light the candles around your tub. Then turn off the lights, undress, slip into the water, and call me.”

Ever the perfect lover and phone sex operator, I did as I was instructed and undressed… then slid my perfect body into the warm, soapy water; the fragrance of my scented bubble bath relaxing me almost at once. I closed my eyes for a minute and drifted off somewhere, the ringing phone startling me out of my daze. I picked up the phone and smiled because it was my hot and always horny fuck buddy calling.

I answered, and immediately heard, “Are you relaxed now? Did you do what I said?” Hmmm. His voice was so…. commanding! I liked it! So, of course, I said yes, I did. There was a pause, and then I heard his voice, quiet but firm. “Run your hands over your body. SLOWLY! Feel how slick, and soft, and warm it is.” I did as I was told, and a soft moan escaped my lips as my hands roamed every inch of my wet body. I heard a barely audible gasp on the phone, and then he spoke again, his voice a little thicker with lust this time. “Play with your nipples. Do it the way you like for ME to do it. I love touching your body. Sucking your nipples. Pull them, squeeze them for me, just like I was there…I could hear him breathing harder…

My eyes FLEW open! Oh my God! Wait a minute!!  He’s… he’s… PHONE SEXING me!

… wanna hear more about my experience with RECEIVING killer-hot phone fucking instead of giving it? Or maybe you’d like to play the scenario out WITH me, instead, and make me do anything you want to myself until I cum at your command! Either way,  you should definitely call me. I get wet ALLLL over again, just thinking about it!