Friendlymann
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Drunken Scottish girl. That's all I'm saying.
Why say more, there's kind of a hint there already!
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Drunken Scottish girl. That's all I'm saying.
I must be one of the fortunate ones because I have never had a bad experience with phone sex.....usually by the time we get that far along we both seem to enjoy the way minds work and I've never run into a woman whom happens to have a voice lower than mine.
I was having hot phone sex in the 80s, but kept getting the 'please deposit 25 cents please' warnings.
It seems that you are fortunate! I was surprised by how many straight men have told me that they've discovered the woman they were flirting with was actually a man. One wonders why the counterfeit woman agreed to a voice chat in the first place. I assume "she" was hoping she could persuade him in the heat of the moment. Perhaps they are transgender women? But in that case I think it's only common courtesy to tell prospective partners.
Ha! I am from the Midwest and I did have that accent, but years of living in Paris have washed it away a bit. Ya, sure!
Last year, I had a call with someone I met through another site. I am not much of a phone person, so the experience was quite new to me. We had a generic casual conversation that quickly eased into sexy, and started to describe how we were taking our clothes off and what said action would reveal. She said Her name was Sandy, I called myself Tim, and she had just started to describe her pubes and pussy, when her dog started to bark. Simone, stop barking, she said. Funny, I said, I have a cousin who has a dog named Simone. I have only one cousin, she laughed, and he lives in Paris. Uh oh. Katy, I asked? Gary, she responded?
That next Thanksgiving was a mix of sexy and awkward, I have to say!
I've been playing on Lit for about 6 months now, and it's been a really fun and liberating way to explore my sexuality in a safe way. I have a penchant for audio porn and phone sex, and I've had a few really satisfying interactions with other Litsters. But, as we all know, sexual chemistry can be elusive, and for every gifted virtual lover out there, there are dozens of bottom-dwelling mouth-breathers.
I thought it would be funny and cathartic to share some of the most egregious missteps my would-be phone/chat lovers have made, and I'd love to hear about yours (anonymously, of course; let's not be mean). May they serve as a cautionary tale to other aspiring Don Juans.
Fail: I was recently chatting with a man who asked me to tell him something he didn't know about me. I replied that I had a sister. He asked me if she was a sexy as I was, and if he could have her Skype ID. Eww, dude.
EDIT: This thread is all in good fun, and not intended to be relentlessly negative, so feel free to share really fantastic experiences as well. Anyway, one person's fail is another person's win.
Dudes, I'd love to hear your stories, too!
Win: One of my very first experiences on Lit was with a lovely Scottish gentleman. We talked for an hour and a half before things became intimate. Just a lovely, long meandering conversation that melted effortlessly into dreamy phone sex. Perfection.
I've been playing on Lit for about 6 months now, and it's been a really fun and liberating way to explore my sexuality in a safe way. I have a penchant for audio porn and phone sex, and I've had a few really satisfying interactions with other Litsters. But, as we all know, sexual chemistry can be elusive, and for every gifted virtual lover out there, there are dozens of bottom-dwelling mouth-breathers.
I thought it would be funny and cathartic to share some of the most egregious missteps my would-be phone/chat lovers have made, and I'd love to hear about yours (anonymously, of course; let's not be mean). May they serve as a cautionary tale to other aspiring Don Juans.
Fail: I was recently chatting with a man who asked me to tell him something he didn't know about me. I replied that I had a sister. He asked me if she was a sexy as I was, and if he could have her Skype ID. Eww, dude.
EDIT: This thread is all in good fun, and not intended to be relentlessly negative, so feel free to share really fantastic experiences as well. Anyway, one person's fail is another person's win.
Dudes, I'd love to hear your stories, too!
Win: One of my very first experiences on Lit was with a lovely Scottish gentleman. We talked for an hour and a half before things became intimate. Just a lovely, long meandering conversation that melted effortlessly into dreamy phone sex. Perfection.
Few things are better than good old fashioned phone sex. The intimacy, the sounds, the voices... it can be incredible. I haven't done it in years until recently with a very sexy woman here on lit. This phone sex was on Skype and it was incredible hearing her moans and words of encouragement while I stroked on cam and told her exactly what I wanted to do with her. That was very special! And it makes me long for the old phone sex days.
! ...Oh my...
Glad u guys were able to laugh about it later tho...
Oddly enough, (or not so oddly, i guess), it has led to a new level of trust and intimacy, for lack of a better word, between us. She will call me now with boy problems, often sexual, and ask for advice and hot to sorts of questions. We are not having phone sex, but are talking about sexy things. I always stroke myself afterwards.
Okay, and during, as well!
I can't say I've had a fail. But I don't think I'm having enough random phone sex. Do you all mostly meet phone sex partners on Lit, or elsewhere?
For limited time only, putting the O in orgasm, the Waubaushaw Waterfall of pussy dripping goodness, from the backdoor to the G spot and nonstop shopping inbetween, hitting all the classic oldies this spin and coming back at you with the top ten at 10...
OMFG you were a champ to rub one out that night. I can almost picture it.
Wins:
Accidentally discovering Skype threesomes. I had an FWB that was a bit of a voyeur, she liked to watch me have phone sex. All parties involved knew what was going on, but usually she stayed mostly quiet and just played by herself. Except the one night when I was really getting into it, then suddenly I was surprised by her mouth around my cock. One thing led to another...and my Skype friend was on speakerphone, giving fantasy instructions on how she pictured us fucking, how she would really like to see us fucking, and getting off on getting us to do things we hand't tried before.
"He said he doesn't like a finger in his ass...is he still hard...I bet he hates that...and is harder then ever..."
"I can't hear you fucking anymore...fuck her until I can hear flesh slapping again...make her scream..."
That was a HAWT night, that went on for hours.
You're right, not so oddly, especially since you guys acknowledged it rather than just ignored it. And you guys handled it well, teasing and laughing with each other instead of accusing or judging, etc...
Well, it is always nice to have someone to talk to about things, and in this case, Im sure having a male perspective comes in handy
(and vice versa).
Lol...guess thats another perk
And it's a doozie!
So I call this woman, this so very special woman, who I think could have become someone very meaningful in my life. It's my first time with Skype. I was slow and stupid, not wanting to offend her by jumping into the fucking stage, and I absolutely bored her, and myself, by being chatty and polite, not wanting to offend, not wanting to be the guy that wants to fuck right away. Merde! Like a stupid 16 year old on a first date.
In real life, I would have kissed her hard, told her how hot she was, how much I wanted her, had from the moment we met. I would have thrown her on the bed, pulled off her tanga with my teeth and had her suck my fingers while I went down on her, my whole face blissfully lost in her pussy. That is what I would have done, what I should have done. But no, I was polite to the end, and the end it was, my special chemistry nowhere to be found. She hung up on me and I cannot say I blame her.
As Ferris Bueller says, life comes at you pretty fast. If you're not ready for it, you might miss something. I missed something.
Good bye, Brooklyn. Sigh.