I am a man who lives alone, although I have had a few relationships with girls, but concluded not to get married. It’s not that I don’t want to start a family, it’s just that every time I talk about marriage, my girlfriends ask me to buy a house or a diamond ring. I really can’t satisfy them, so they all left me.
Most of the time when you have a girlfriend together, you rely on your girlfriend to take care of your sexual needs, and while not every girlfriend is a good sexual partner, it’s better than relying on one of your own hands!
When you don’t have a girlfriend, most of the time you watch small movies, read adult magazines, jerk off on your own, and sometimes go to a massage parlor to get out of the fire, or go to a prostitute, and get the same solution.
Recently, I broke up with my girlfriend again, and this time it was harder because she had a very special way of making love, which could make me very excited and could make me do it three or four times a night.
That night, very bored and bored, decided to use one of those so-so one-night stand hotlines from adult magazines in hopes of meeting some women and even having a good time.
I had never tried to actually play the telephone game before because I thought it was expensive, and I was disappointed when I tried to leave my information in the other party’s voicemail and got no reply.
That night, I decided to try again. Honestly, looking at the advertisements, it already made me horny.
“Little sister doesn’t need a condom to have sex, just touch and thrust, no problem!”
“Long-flowing pussy, slutty character, suitable for strong men with strong libidos to pump!”
“Born bold, springy, and soliciting great dildos!”
“Big breasted virgins, budding, welcome to try!”
“Loves to play phone tag, has great sex, sucks and sucks everything!”
“Love to fantasize about having sex with men, interested in playing with sexual abuse, kinky and long waiting for you!”
I called the number and after listening to a bunch of recorded instructions and pressing many buttons, I finally heard the content of the woman’s message.
But maybe I wasn’t lucky enough to hear any passionate, provocative, slutty introductions after listening to many of the messages. Anyway, the money was spent, so I left my phone number and a short introduction in each message box, hoping that someone would call me back.
The phone rang a couple of times before I went to bed, but it wasn’t those new friends. I sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV for a long time, but there was no message, so I just flipped through the pornographic magazines at the bottom of the couch, found a nude woman who was more suitable for my eyes and could play out my fantasies, made love to her mentally, and jerked off to match her actions, and then went to bed after a brief period of venting.
The next night, surprisingly, I heard back and a woman called, so I began my first real game of telephone nuisance.
“Hello, are you Lie?” A female’s charming voice came from the phone receiver, as if with a bit of a mournful flavor, and my heartbeat immediately sped up, feeling irritated.
“I’m exactly Lie, what’s your name?”
“You can call me Ling! Are you alone at home?”
“Yeah, I’m not going out, I’m specifically waiting for a call.”
“Do you play a lot of phone games?”
“No, it’s just my first time playing, what about you?”
“Did you play me the first time?”
“Yeah! I’m not playing with you! I’m not playing with you, I’m trying to meet new people.”
“How old are you?”
When I heard her ask that, my mind instantly got the wrong idea, so playing the phone game was so straightforward. So I immediately replied, “Usually it’s about three inches, and when it gets hard it’s five or six.”
After speaking, I immediately regretted why I did not exaggerate a bit.
“I’m not asking you how big that place is! Why did you say that? I’m just asking how old you are.”
I felt my face burn and my bottom harden even when I gave her that. Or maybe I’m really not a good flirt.
“I’m sorry, I’ll take this the wrong way, please forgive me for my rudeness and presumption, I’m seventeen years old, I’m not married, I live by myself, and I don’t have a girlfriend yet, and I usually feel so bored after work.”
“What do you do in that line of work?”
“I work as a mechanic, what about you? Could you tell me something about yourself?”
“I’m a little older than you, married, at home with the kids, not doing anything.”
“Where’s your husband? Does he know you have a game of telephone?”
“He’s only in Hong Kong a few days a month, often on the mainland, don’t even know how many second wives he’s got, you men all like to play with women all over the place, when the women at home are dead.”
“I don’t have a woman at home, and I don’t go around playing with women!”
“Then why are you playing the telephone game! You’re so innocent, don’t you just want to meet friends and talk on the phone?”
“I haven’t tried it yet, so I thought I’d give it a shot! Have you played it many times before?”
“Not telling you. Hey! What do you want to tell me? I’m so bored, if you keep on being so boring, I’m going to close the line.”
“Don’t! Are you alone tonight? Is hubby not home?”
“No, he just happened to come back this afternoon and hasn’t woken up since he slept during the day, and he’s leaving again early tomorrow morning.”
“You only see each other a couple times a month, and he returns and sleeps and doesn’t make love to you?”
“Do him a dead head, he’s out there until he’s exhausted before he comes home, and he can’t even do it with me twice a month.”
“So, are you enough?”
“Of course it’s not enough!”
“So how do you fix it?”
“I do it myself every night! I’m touching my own flesh right now while I’m talking to you on the phone.”
“Why I can’t hear a thing!”
“How can you have an orgasm so quickly! Do you think it’s like a porno movie where you scream like hell?”
“Do you even watch porn movies?”
“What, women can’t watch it? My husband buys pornographic scenes and I’ve seen them all.”
“Are you using just your hands now, are you using anything else?”
“Only with my hands, and that’s just the beginning!”
“You mean, you’ll use other utensils! What do you use? Is it a banana or a cucumber or something?”
“I have a dildo that I use most of the time when I want it so bad, stick it in there and vibrate it, it’s quick!”
“Will you use it later?”
“Not today, that one is under the pillow and now my husband is sleeping on it and can’t get it.”
As I talked to her and fantasized about her looks, body and self-touching, I unzipped my pants and reached inside to fondle her.
“Aren’t you afraid your husband will find out?”
“He’s a sound sleeper, and I’m sure I’ll know when he wakes up.”
“Do we only talk on the phone? Why don’t we come out and meet?”
“Let’s play on the phone tonight! Actually, it’s fun to play on the phone! Sometimes, we don’t want to see each other, so we don’t want to. Besides, you don’t know who I am, and I don’t know who you are. With the level of mutual understanding we have now, it’s more natural to talk on the phone, and we’re not afraid to talk about anything.”
“You’re right, what are you wearing now?”
“I took a shower and wore only a robe with a vacuum underneath, nothing.”
“Is it the thin kind?”
“Yeah, it’s so thin and slippery, it’s so comfortable against my skin, and it’s so exciting to feel my bottom with my hand through it.”
“Have you gotten wet?”
“Yes! It’s wet.”
“Why don’t you pull up your robe and just touch it with your hands and then scream it out for me to hear, okay?”
“Okay! Are you wearing any pants right now?”
“Yes, but it’s unzipped and out, and I’m fiddling with it for miles!”
“You take your pants off, I want to play with you on the phone!”
“I’ll take them off if you like!” I pulled my pants off and began to play with my long hardened prick to my heart’s content.
“Do you usually go and call the chickens?”
“Sometimes! It’s not something I want to hide from you.”
“How do they do it with you?”
“Start by feeling and squeezing with your hands before you put the condom on and start doing it.”
“Do they suck your dick?”
“Rarely, most women refuse to do that.”
“And how does your girlfriend play with you?”
“Girlfriends are even more boring, they won’t use their mouths, they won’t play new tricks, they just sleep on the bed and let me penetrate them, it’s really not that much fun.”
“Every one of them?”
“Mostly! Only the girlfriend I recently broke up with was fun! But she’s so good! It’s like she’s practiced kung fu down there, she knows how to clamp down on my thing, and when she sits on top of me and shakes it a few times, I give in, and sometimes she does it several times a night, whereas with my old girlfriends it was only once and that was enough.”
“So are you are not well hung up on her now?”
“A little bit! But if you can make me happy, I won’t have to hang on to her.”
“How would you like me to make you happy!”
“I’ll be so happy when you call out so I can hear you, as if you’re making love to me.”
“Ahh! That’s a big, strong one you’ve got there! I’m so full of you! It’s so full and so comfortable!”
“Right! That’s it. You put one hand down there and scream all the way.”
In this way, I played with myself, listened to her moaning, and fantasized, and in the midst of extreme excitement, I finally couldn’t hold back and ejaculated.
“Did you cum?”
“Yes, you screamed so seductively, it was as if I was really making love to you. And you, how are you!”
“Soon! I’m really wet now, it’s so hot in there, you’ll be so happy if you use a tongue to tease me for me.”
“Yeah! I’m coming! Do you feel my tongue in there? Does it feel good?”
“It’s so cozy! I can’t, it’s so good, ah! Aah! I’m dying!”
I heard a low gasp, and presumably her real orgasm appeared.
Then she said, “I’m going to close the line, and I’m going to go to the restroom and wipe down there.”
“Will you call back tomorrow night, I’ll stay off the street and wait for you at home.”
“Until then!”
“Do you like playing like this?”
“Of course I like it! But I really can’t go on with you, it’s too wet down there. Bye.”
It was the first time I had sex with a woman over the phone, and it felt new and exciting.