Technicalities
have been the reason why my husband, Nic, and I have not in our 12ish years
together had phone sex – not even once (well that and the lack of sexual compatibility,
but that is an old story). That is until two nights ago. Hubby is away on
holiday while I am at home trying to work. We both have phones, we can afford
the calls, we are in practical time zones, and we both have privacy – all requirements
for sex over the phone.
And how
delicious our sex was. Nic told me all the things he would do to me, the way he
would control my body and force it to do what he wanted. He steered the
conversation where he wanted. He dominated our fantasy, he made it his and I
submitted to it, willingly. Two years ago he didn’t even fantasize when wanking
(no joke, for the life of me I don't know how that is possible), now his fantasies are about guiding me and controlling me. Together
we have opened up a whole new world of possibilities as a result. It is
wonderful.
This post
was written for Wicked Wednesday (yes, I know it’s Thursday, be off with you
pedant). Clickety click for other wicked things.
Oh my, indeed... the possibilities this has opened up. Sometimes it comes at the rarest of moments :)
ReplyDeleteLovely post! I can feel your happiness.
Rebel xox
:) sounds like things are moving in a great direction, I am happy for your both
ReplyDeleteBack before Cell phones my husband had a pager. I began pager sex. I would call the pager and then put in digits that corresponded with letters of the alphabet. At break he would sit down and figure out what it said. It made his night shift job interesting and guaranteed I was a had woman when he got in..
ReplyDeleteSounds fantastic. I hope you enjoy the journey possibilities.
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