My Obsession With Phonesex; How It All Began

My Obsession With Phonesex; How It All Began When cybering came around. I, like most were drawn in by its tabooed nature and the excitement of ‘being naughty and cheating’ without actually doing so. Some took it further with long distance relationships and others like myself purely loved the thrill of hooking up and getting off with a total stranger. There’s something about an IM chiming or phone ringing from an unknown potential playmate that sparks your inside, your mind coming alive with the deepest and darkest desires and fantasies, and the possibilities and excitement that will come from a response. I became hooked on cybering, finding myself not only wanting to but feeling an actual need that had to be satisfied. Over time, I found myself growing restless with the chat rooms and the filtering of decent and more so not so decent. Don’t get me wrong I love to chat online and get off with a select few and still do from time to time, but I was aching to dare to do more, to add a level of excitement to my routine. I have always been very sexual and one to try something new and achieve the next level of pleasure from it. A few coworkers had mentioned phonesex and its benefits; it didn’t take me long to decide it was to be exactly what I was looking for to scratch that itch! Now the question was, with who? I had meet Zuff online as I was beginning my cyber adventure and over time have shared some extremely intense and shuttering orgasms through the keyboard with him, he being one of my selected playmates. Without a second thought I know he would be my first. So, one night after my hubby went off to work and the k**s went to bed, I prepared for my night of possibilities, bathing and dressing casually in gym shorts and tank. I sat down at the home office and logged online, sending Zuff an IM, hoping he might be on as well. To my delight, within a minute he replied, seemingly very excited to hear from me! Before I knew it I felt myself shifting in my seat, his words doing their magic on my submissive nature. We chatted and went through the usual greetings before I sprang my idea on him. At first with his delayed response, I thought I had gone too far, but then came the chime. He too had been thinking about and wanted to as well! I was so excited and became so horny that I felt my pussy seep with cum as a shutter raced through me. I asked what time would work for him and the reply was, ‘What’s your number?’. I could barely type the numbers as my level of anticipation continued to rise, the heat from my pussy causing my legs to part and swing back and forth. I clicked enter and waited, unable to sit any longer and started to pace. I didn’t get more than two steps before the phone rang. With a jolt of ecstasy racing through me, I answered. I had forgotten about his accent and fell into his trance once he introduced himself. The image of him in my mind from his pictures and the possibly of what we were about to do sent me over the edge a second time, and I reached out and grabbed the chair for support as it shook me. My pussy was on fire, my juices hot and trickling down my inner thigh. I reached under my waistband and felt how hot and wet I really was. I must have gasped as I slipped a finger in for he had chuckled and asked if I was getting a head start on our call. I giggled a ‘Maybe’ as he asked me to get comfortable, but no touching. I was eager to obey and laid myself on the loveseat, the fabric of my shorts pulling through the seam and across my clit. I couldn’t resist the urge to rock, the seam flicking my button sending ripple after ripple of pleasure through me. He began by telling me how hot it was that I had picked him and how my gasping was driving him crazy, making his cock so hard he could barely control himself and we haven’t even started! I continued to rock back and forth as my shorts began to ride up and the fabric pulled down along my swollen lips. I could feel my hand creeping down and wanting play, so I begged him to let me. He teased me with a few laughs and then instructed me of what he wanted. I placed the phone in the crook of my shoulder as my hands slipped beneath my shorts and gave him want he asked for. I began rubbing my clit, feeling my pussy get wetter with each touch as we shared what we were doing and thinking about. My eyes closed as I rubbed my hardening clit faster and I allowed my fingers to slip down and inside, my pussy wrapping around them and drawing them in, my juices flowing down my hand as I began to fuck myself. I told what I was doing and him how hot it was making me to hear him as he stroked his cock, his breathing deepening and knowing I was the reason rewarded me with a quivering shake. He told me about how he had fantasied about coming upon me stopping to help fix a flat, a classic and loved adventure by us both, and how he was going to not only fix the flat tire but me as well. A slight squeal escaped my lips and I wandered off to that place alongside the abandoned country road, a helpless woman with a flat tire. As I stood staring at the flat, I heard the sound of a car approaching and turned to greet the driver as he exited his truck. He towered over me as he offered his help and went quickly to work changing the tire. I couldn’t help but stare at him at he worked, his arms rippling beneath his shirt and secretly wanted him to take my in those arms and have his way with me. Within a few minutes the task was done, the flat placed in the trunk and his instructions on taking care of it soon. I didn’t hear half of what he had said, still lost in my own little world. He reached out and touch my arm, asking me if there was anything else he could be of service for. I had to catch myself from gasping and shook my head hoping he wouldn’t pry. Fortunately he did, for he stepped closer and whispered that if I were done with him, then some sort of payment was due. I smiled coyly back at him and told him that I had no money or nothing of value to give him. He grinned and said, ‘Well then I’ll make due with what you do have and I think you letting me fuck you ‘til I cum will do nicely’. A rush of heat filled my pussy as he led me to the bed of the truck, lowering the gate and leaning me over onto it, the cool metal sending shots of icy pleasure to my nipples. I felt his strong hands slip beneath my skirt and caress my ass and thighs. I couldn’t help but wiggle for him, tempting him, knowing what he wanted and not wanting to wait for it. My pussy ached to be filled and as I looked over my shoulder I could see his huge cock, hard and ready to enter me. With a slight motion of a hand he slid me towards him and I felt the head part my swollen, hot pussy lips. He teased me with his cock, dragging the head along my pussy and tapping it against my pink button. I felt myself wanting to feel him in me, to be stuffed with that rock hard cock of his and I felt my body shake as I begged him to fuck me. He leaned forward and said that was what he was waiting to hear. He grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled me up towards him, my back arching and forcing my pussy to grind the cool metal beneath. As he entered I felt my pussy squeeze around his cock, his hardness sending me in a million directions of ecstasy as he started to pump my sopping wet pussy. Not only could I feel how wet I was but I could hear my juices squirting from deep within as his pace increased. Our motions became one as he fucked me, his rhythm matching perfectly with mine as I rocked on the gate. I could feel the climax building, my level almost at the peak of exploding as he told me he was getting ready to cum. I braced myself as my own orgasm reached its peak and I screamed out for him to fuck me as I came. The intense tingling sensation that flooded my pussy as he pounded me from behind left my breathless, my pussy swollen and drenched with own juices as I felt his cum shot deep. He held me in place for a moment before pulling out and as he did, hot cum ran from my pussy and down the back of my legs. We both straightened and neatened up, both of us now wearing a shy yet sly grin. The thrilled of being fucked be total stranger had me standing in a quivering puddle of pleasure. ‘Make sure to take care of that tire.’ he said closing the gate and walking to the driver’s door. I walked back to my car before he spoke again. ‘Or on the other hand, maybe some nice man in a pickup will stop and lend a hand, or something like that.’ I smiled back as he got in and closed the door. As he pulled away I had serious doubts about that tire ever seeing any place but the breakdown lane on this deserted country road and that same man stopping to help lend a hand, or something else. After returning from fantasy land to my home office we share a few words of intimacy before ending the call, promising each other that this is the first of many calls. From then on, I have enjoyed phonesex more and more and have been taken to new levels of ecstasy and into fantasies so deep and wild that it shakes me with uncontrollable excitement! I look forward to hearing from you so we too can create our own wild fantasy and be shaken with ecstasy and pleasures you have yet to experience! Until then, Lady Holly