Butt dial during sex

RicoLouis

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he pushes her onto the bed where her phone calls the last numbered dialed. As he pulls off her jeans it falls onto the floor. The person on the other end answers and hears nothing at first thinking they butt dialed them again until they hear them say how big his dick is.
 
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I can see this becoming a very interesting scene. Who was dialed? How much did they hear? Was it "regular" sex? (If so, was it still "extreme" with name calling and/or D/s elements?) Non consent? Did the listener enjoy? Masturbate? And so on...!

It could also be very exciting to leave the reader hanging (until the end...another chapter?) as to who is on the line. :)
 
Here's my best setup for the butt-dial concept...

A girl (let's call her Sara, just to keep people straight) sitting at home when her phone rings. She sees her twin sister's (let's call her Lynn) number picks up, says hello, but there's no answer. She speaks again, and there's only muffled voices in the background. She rolls her eyes, knowing that her sister has butt-dialed her again... not the first time this has happened. She's about to hang up when she hears a little moaning sound. Sara stays on a moment longer, and realizes that her sister's with a guy. Her immediate reaction is to be hurt; she and her sister have always told each other everything, especially about boys, and her sister had told her she was out at a study group tonight.

Yet Sara's curiosity gets the better of her, she ends up listening, hears her sister's voice saying unimaginably dirty things, things she never imagined her sister would say, even during sex. She runs through her mind, listening trying to place the authoritative voice to the guys she knows her sister has spent time with, even as she's starting to get worked up, starting to touch herself, trying to imagine herself there, in her sister's place, eventually cumming just as her sister does, and then immediately hanging up.

When Lynn gets home, Sara lightly interrogates her sister, hoping that her sister will confess something of the evening, but instead Lynn just sticks to a story that Sara knows is false, and she feels even more hurt that her sister is keeping this secret from her. Sara makes up her mind to track down her sister's lover. She hacks into her sister's email, but there's no sign. Checks through her phone, but other than the 45 minute butt-dial call, there's nothing else suspicious. After days of searching, she follows her sister and sees her visit an address that turns out to be one of Lynn's professors. Of course she'd be expelled if that information ever got out. But Sara is still disappointed that Lynn hadn't confided in her.

Sara isn't satisfied to leave it at that, or simply confront her sister with this information. Instead, she dresses up in Lynn's clothes, goes by the professor's house late in the evening, slips in, and in the dark, finds that he's pretty easy to seduce. He, of course, assumes that she's Lynn. But Sara has one more element to her plan... As she stands before her twin sister's professor, slipping her hands down her hips and sliding her jeans off, she slips her hand into her pocket and touches the 'call' button on her phone, that she's already set up to dial her sister's number. As Sara mounts the man, she imagines her sister there, on the other end of the line, listening, not yet figuring out what she's hearing...
 
A butt-dial would be a great intro for some LW stories where a person finds out their spouse is cheating.

Plot bunny:
In an open relationship, the husband and wife want each other to have sex with other people as long as they get all the dirty details later. In this case, the wife sends the husband out to get some. As hubby and 'new girl' fumble around, they butt-dial the wife accidentally. As she blows him, the wife puts her phone on speaker and listens in from a few inches away. She can hear the sucking, licking, and thrusting, plus all the dirty talk. The discarded clothes land on the bed, and the couple stays close to the phone the whole time. The wife gets off on being an audible (but invisible) voyeur as they play in bed.
That evening the wife tells him what she heard, and this now turns into a new game for each of them.



(if the phone is in his front pocket, is it a dick-dial?)
 
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