It was Sylvester who said “Mighty Real” all dressed up in his gold kaftan and he had a point. Realness matters. In doing my research on phonesex, how the different parts of the business works and where i might fit into it i realized that there are many operators who are not “real” they buy pictures of models and videos of models and create characters who they portray. Barely legal teen dominatrix, naughty kinky MILF home alone, or sex slave waiting to please a new master. Yep fake… fun ideas but not real. I decided to be real, to use my own pictures (face obscured for various reasons) i thought it would be more fun and frankly honestly matters to me even, call me goofy. Now that doesn’t mean i don’t have different slants to my ads they people can call on. Submissive fuck doll me, Dominatrix me, or honey i need it right now cock whore me and i can get into all those different roles and try to play then to my best ability but the common denominator is they are all really me.
I suppose i could charge more because i am real and I’m sure as i move along and learn more i will up rates accordingly to reflect my realness. When you know the hot bitch on the other end of the phone is who she says she is then that should make the suspension of reality easier and that should be at a premium.
I can be what you want but im always me
A teen Domme is a fun fantasy but its not real. Real is a hot sexy bitch at home getting herself talking about taking your cock in her tight round ass and how that would feel, Real is a real person whispering late at night into your ear how wet her pussy is as shes talking about how she would suck you off in public if you were together. Just seems hotter to me. I always will pick the side of real over fake, real tits, real girls and real orgasms. Maybe I’m just funny like that.
does realness count…. i think it does
No, I'm alone, that's just the TV you hear
I was at lunch with a couple of girlfriends and giving them the lowdown on my new phone sex business. They are both sexually open young women and were curious. Both had expressed some interest in maybe exploring the possibilities of phone fucking for cash but were unsure how the men in their lives would react. This is odd for me because the men I’ve been involved with over my past years in the sex business (in one form or another) aways were/are so accepting. It reminded me i was lucky and i picked smart. As i thought about it i suppose a partner could have issues with his girlfriend/wife/SO boning guys on the phone. Not because of the sexy talk but because… you build relationships with these guys. You reveal tidbits of your real life, lift the curtain a little. You get to know them in a personal intimate way. They tell you their fantasies, their issues with their wives, many call for some kind of sexual release/adventure but they don’t wanna officially “cheat” you can and i already have become a confidant of sorts to some of these guys. Its not just sucking phone cock and hanging up, its getting to know real people…. as well as sucking their phone cock.
Its whats for dinner
He was rather nice, i think he called me before under another name but i cant be sure. The men who have called my “I’m submissive and i need to be punished” ads all do seem to sound a like to me. I’m trying to get those ads ranked so the rates are lower and i don’t make as much as i think i could/should for weaving such an elaborate scenario. He wanted a full on fantasy. If it were a porn film it would have been full of the “acting” parts meeting in a bar being, invited over to the mysterious strangers house the next night. What i would wear when i showed up and him ordering us diner from two different places. The it gets dirtier, me the new submissive splayed over his dinning room table, legs spread wide, tits on display, getting my pussy eaten until i explode all over his face then…. The doorbell rings and I’m told to answer the door naked, now this is where I’m unsure how to proceed. Do i actually speak to the new character that’s been introduced. “delivery guy” or just describe my embarrassment as i “do as I’m told”. I decide to just move forward with my side and see i hes going to be both of the males in the fantasy. Its simple he doesn’t make the new guy talk and i describe how excited i am to be humiliated and nude in front of a stranger then the door rings again and its delivery guy number two. This time I’m told to get he door naked again but not given any money and ordered to get the food for free and given “the rules”
1. no penetration
2. evidence of completion
3. hurry up, my new master likes his food hot
So i spin a yarn about blowing the second delivery guy until he comes all over my face getting the food for free. Alas i broke a rule, that cock in my mouth was “penetration” my punishment to once again get on my knees and suck a fat hard cock, the cock of my mysterious caller until he comes all in my mouth a and all over my pretty face.
Once the fantasy is over we have a pretty normal conversation and he tells me what its like on his side trying to find girls who can role-play something so elaborate and apparently its not a easy find. The feedback i get is great even though i was unsure how to do some of this. It came off hot, i got him off and he felt like his money was well spent. that’s a trifecta.
I can talk about anal sex for a long time. Not just about anal sex but about how it would feel, how i would feel being slammed fucked in the ass. I didn’t know i could do that for 30 minutes but i discovered today i could. Granted i ended up adding some flourishes on the hot ass fucking talk. Like double dipping my pussy to my ass and then my as to my mouth. Apparently that, though not something i would do in the real live world (hello bacterial infection!) it seems its a hit in the fantasy fuck talk world. Yeah my ass to mouth talk hit this one out of the park, well that and the fact that i described my lovely self tightly tied up, my arms behind my back, bent over, ass in the air getting my my back door stretched out with and begging for long, hot, hard, cock.
….and unlike real life when i beg for anal sex…. wasn’t even drunk!
It's what i want...
I’m never sure where to set my rates. It seems to be a delicate balance you need to strike. You want to keep them low enough to get a lot of calls and build some relationships but you want to make a decent price per minute to0. I’ve been trying to figure out how to game the rates system, I’m still working on that. Once you start getting calls on certain ads and good feedback your ads start to get “ranked” the service i use #niteflirt has some unknown algorithm to figure out how high in the listing you go. Its based on some combination of length of calls, repeat callers, feedback left and call price. So my more popular ads are ranked well, so i started to inch up the call rate on those ads.
Talk is cheap, but not that cheap
An online Mistress I’m friendly with also suggested i was selling myself short. That because i was “real” I.E. not using some fake pictures of a model but my real photos etc, that i could get more per minute. I think shes right, but right now I’m still new enough to not wanna blow my wad on being too expensive too soon. Again, I’m building relationships, and i suppose paying my dues. Which I’m happy to do as i figure out how this whole phone bone world operates
My ads that are not ranked are cheaper and they savvy caller knows this and calls my cheaper line regardless of the ads slant and tries to get whatever his fantasy is for the lowest price. I can respect that, so usually i play along and give him whatever it is he wants even if i usually get a few pennies more for that fetish. I’m a bargain hunter too…i get it.
So until i figure out this delicate rate balance i will continue to play with the rates until i find my happy medium between what i can get and what they will pay. When i add cam-whoring to my arsenal in a couple weeks i will probably have to rethink the whole thing all over again.
You're quite the slut... sissy
She had a girlie name and said she was from PA. It was about midnight her time. The voice was whispered and slightly husky. I called her sweetheart and asked her what she was wearing. Lavender bra and matching purple thong panties with black thigh high stockings. She giggled when I asked if she was wearing her fuck me pumps too.
She detailed her experiences, dressing up and hitting the local adult theatre. 10 rows, big screen and her all dressed up in her girlish finery waiting for strange men to sit next to her, take their cocks out of their pants and present it to her for a deep wet sloppy sucking. I asked her how it made her feel to suck strange cock in a adult theatre, if it made her feel like a slut. She responded yes in a low moan and i knew she was stroking her cock. I went on to describe how i thought she would suck cock in that theatre and asking her all along how she felt about being a whore and a slut and a dressed up like girlie fuck doll just there to be used by strangers. She reloaded her call 3 times and the call got more intense as i detailed more and more cock she would take in her throat, rub on her face and eventually in her ass. When i told her she should be put in a room, dressed like a whore in slutty lingerie, bright red lipstick and made to service cock after, hard cock, after cock i could tell she was getting close to climax. I called her a filthy fucking cock whore and she announced she was going to cum.
When the call was over she thanked me and I again called her sweetheart. That was my first sissy slut phone call. I hope I get more!
Im always naked on the phone
I was convinced to start offering phone sex services. I never really played around with phone sex in my real day to day life as I always thought it kinda dorky. Like acting in a bad play, “okay now I’m touching your cock” “okay now I’m sucking your cock” “okay now I’m fucking you” …end scene.
One ringy dingy
However a friend thought id be good at it and I’m always looking for new ways to make money in the sex industry, so i signed up with a service that lets you work as an independent phone sex operator and set your own hours and dollar amount and thought id give it a whirl. Who knew i’d have such a knack for phone boning. I sure didn’t. Yes i researched my competition, yes I studied other ladies who were working as phone sex operators, then I hung out my shingle to see where it lead. It’s not at all what I thought it was going to be like and contrary to how i thought i’d feel about doing it, I like it. Sure there are moments when I feel like a giant dork, but then i remember I’m alone in my house and no one but the dude on the other end knows whats going on and even if “I” feel like a dork the customer is digging it and getting off on whatever it is I’m spewing. So its a win win.. of sorts.
The stories are too good to keep to myself so i started this blog, maybe people will find them as amusing as I do, only time will tell so on to…. My adventures in phone boning.