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HOW I BECAME A PHONE SEX OPERATOR - MY TRUE STORY - PART 6

7/19/2017

The first 5 parts of my life story have already been posted. Here is part 6:

The single men I met weren't married but they used me just the same. The men were different but the scenarios were similar.

There was one guy that I really liked. His name is Guy. He's an architect and I was crazy about him. He was a player but was upfront about it. I really like that.

I remember our first date. I refused to have sex with him. Men will never understand this but if a woman really likes a guy and wants a future with him, she most likely won't fuck him until the 3rd date. If she doesn't want him, first dates are fine. We went to a movie. Guy loves going to the cinema. During the movie, Guy's wandering hands were all over my body. He didn't stick his fingers inside my pussy but he sure made my panties wet. When the movie ended, everyone left. That is, everyone but us. As I got up to leave, he began touching me all over. I was aroused and flattered but I knew we had to go. We left and he asked me out the next night.

We ended up at his place the following evening and what I've learned is that when I go to Guy's house to "watch a movie", we never end up watching it all. We start viewing it and after a short while, Guy gets down on his knees and after pulling down my panties and moving everything else out of the way, his tongue is in my aroused cunt. Before I know it, we are headed for his bedroom. Guy literally would look at my slit for an hour or longer and finger it.

On our first sexual encounter, Guy couldn't find a condom so we had 6 hours of foreplay. I sucked on his dick on and off, taking it down my throat and he kept licking the moist area between my thighs. When he took me home, we arranged to see each again in a couple of days.

It was very similar to the first time. Movie in and pretty soon, there he was on his knees licking my juicy cunt. Off he led me into the bedroom but this time he was prepared. He wasn't about to not get to fuck this time.

"Ride my cock, baby," Guy told me.

I squatted on top of him and found the position above his throbbing dick. I slid down his hard prick all the way down to his balls. He liked touching my bouncing tits as I moved up and down his manhood.

"God that feels sooooooo good," he groaned loudly. He was the most vocal man I had ever been with.

He started thrusting his erect rod inside me as I fucked him. That added to our pleasure. He fondled my firm nipples and lay back and enjoyed himself until he shot his sperm into the condom. He cleaned himself and got dressed again and took me home. I didn't really like that part. I hoped to stay longer. I knew that after the act, that wasn't really what Guy desired. He told me he wasn't looking for a relationship, having been burnt by catching his wife cheating on him. They divorced.

Steve didn't like me seeing any of the men I did. He especially didn't like my fondness for Guy. I had my house to myself one weekend, while my sister went away. I said it in passing to Steve and arranged to see Guy at my house instead of his, for a change. Little did I know that despite the fact that Steve always made it clear that we were just online friends and he would never see me in person, he booked a plane to come see me.

We talked on the phone and I said about my plan to see Guy, not knowing he booked his trip. He flipped out on the phone and told me the arrangements he made.

"I didn't know you were planning to come see me. You said you never would," I explained.

"Forget it. I'm canceling my plans," he shot back.

"Please Steve, you know that you're the one I want. I'll cancel Guy," I pleaded. I knew Guy wouldn't really care.

"Don't bother, I'm not coming now or ever," Steve retorted.

Steve was true to his word. Things were never the same after that. He started seeing other women. A few times I thought he was in love until things fell through and he would be with the next one. That is, until he found Sue. He later let me know that it was a site I introduced him to inadvertently years before. I said it in passing that I joined it and between women he signed up and found Sue. They got married a little over a year ago and we rarely chat. I miss his friendship and wish him the best and he knows that.

Even though I did see men, I was often alone. I decided to join Lavalife by phone. I met some guys there that are still friends of mine. We talked on the phone but no sex. Some online contacts asked me about doing phone sex with them but I couldn't. I was too shy. I gave in to some on one condition. I would listen to them playing with themselves but I wouldn't reciprocate. How could I moan for a stranger? I said things to them over the phone like I did in cyber sex. Only this time, I heard their voices and when they came from me telling them what I would do to their pricks, I loved hearing them orgasm.

I still couldn't get past the idea of me touching myself, while a stranger listens. That is, until one guy coaxed me into using my toy. He didn't have me say much. He told me that it was for my pleasure only. He just said I should relax and enjoy myself.

"Take your egg (my then favorite toy) and rub it on your clit," he instructed.

He could hear the vibrating toy perform. I involuntarily moaned as I used it on my swelling clit. The more I moaned, the more I could hear his breathing deepen.

"That's it, now take your dildo and stick it deep in your cunt," he continued.

I could tell that he was on the verge of cumming. My 10-inch tool did its job and I pushed it in slowly. My welcoming pussy widened to accommodate its girth. My energized moans got stronger. I no longer cared about who was listening to me pleasuring myself. I was lost in my lust.

Then it happened, the moment that changed my life. It wasn't just that he shot his load. I heard men cum before. It was that he came from hearing me. He didn't want to have an orgasm. He was embarrassed and kept apologizing.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to cum. This was supposed to be for you," he stammered.

"I heard you moaning and I don't know.... I came," he explained.

I could tell his words weren't hollow. He couldn't help cumming. It excited me knowing that just hearing me moan could make a man cum. I stopped doing cyber sex, which had become too routine and instead my focus shifted to phone sex.

To be continued...

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7/19/2017