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I'm a Lesbian Phone Sex Mentor


I'm A Lesbian Phone Sex Mentor
Lesbian Erotica by akiss2desire
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We were talking on the phone about how much we wanted to be together ...how much we missed each others touch. While we both tiptoed around the L word (love ...the lesbian part was no longer in question for either of us) we each were very comfortable telling each other how wonderful the other was as a lover. It was just small talk...lovey dovey talk ..and pretty much, could have been construed as "just checkin in to let you know I am thinking about you" talk until she started to give me indications that she was interested in being more intimate than our devotional, flirtatious conversations had gotten us to.

What I would prefer to call "phone intimacy," but most would call phone sex, and who am I to deny that, is something that I have not only dabbled in a dozen wonderful times from some genuinely wonderful, erotic, and vocally orgasmic women I have met through the vast exploration of my lesbian self on the two dimensional internet. It became a great way to take something that I did (we all did ?) a time or two before getting "over" it pretty quickly, cyber sex, and take that to another, more personal, and intimate level. I think that pretty much, when you meet a woman, (a real woman ..and I know that is not always an easy thing) in a chatroom, it pretty much answers alot of questions in that there isn't much doubt that the two of us have arrived with our lesbian sexuality at the very least on our mind, and likely, time and privacy permitting, will be handed over to each others own fingers, palms, and / or the trusty vibe. Getting to the point of trusting someone enough to make that leap with you , and you trusting them as well, means that over the years, phone sex with women ...online strangers who became over the course of an afternoon or a few talks and emails the gasping and sultry voiced sisters in mutual orgasmic bliss thanks to AT & T, was pretty much few and far between. And while I realize that what I am describing is far from something considered as "real sex," and is understandably not for everyone, (the "You say it best when you say nothing at all" amongst us), for me as a small town closet bisexual (lesbian !) mom with very little free time and a few long dry spells between skin to skin lovers, the "phone thing" has been something I have enjoyed over the years as a way to come WITH someone as opposed to just coming alone inspired by whatever chat, vid, or passionate lesbian erotica that was available to coincide with the "me time" I had set aside for my favorite pastime since my first masturbatory orgasm when I was in 5th grade.

I remember the first two phone sex experiences I had. I had been propositioned a few times for it and had turned it down..and that was with women I had been chatting with regularly, I just wasn't ready to do "THAT" with a woman, although I had done it with boyfriends a few times and also with two different guys from the internet, both coincidentally from Alabama, (don't know why that sticks with me) and both of whom hung up as SOON as they reached orgasm. Left me very cold. The time I finally did it was with a girl who was curious and inexperienced ...at the time I had only been with two women myself ...and she said something like "I hope I am not being too forward but I was wondering if we could call each other and see whatever happens." I have to say it was very weird at first and neither of us knew what to say, but each of us shared our orgasms with one another in descriptions of what we'd do with each other gasped between moans and other sounds of sexual excitement ..and to ME it was soooo good that I wanted to do it again with her. However, she had a religious epiphany and claimed that her lesbian feelings were wrong in the eyes of the church ...you've heard of women turning other women gay???? Apparently, at least at that time in her life, phone sex with me had turned a woman well on her way to the glory of lesbian experiences straight. Bummer !

The second experience ..(as well as the 3rd, 4th and a few more after that) was with a woman in the DC area with whom I was talking about meeting with. We never did that, although it had been a possibility unfullfilled for about a year. But, in her office, she could talk with me in a normal conversational tone, pretending she was on a business call if someone came up, and while her "sexy" talk was very limited in this situation, she very much ...and I very much ...enjoyed the buildup of my own orgasms on phone and sharing them with her that way. Her relief would come when I was done, she would excuse herself to the ladies room. It was dangerous and wonderful and I soooo much wish she had become a lover in the flesh.

In my lesbian phone sex experiences I developed a preference to be already turned on and at the point of getting off before the call was made ..and for the conversation to NOT be about "what I will do to you and you to me," although, because that's what some of the women I called clearly wanted, I, as the giving lover I am ..even on the phone ...gave into that mentality.

Now, it must not go unsaid the times that there was a man on the other end of the call I made was numerous. I've no interest in writing about this other than to say it is just AWFUL ...the worst was the woman who started doing it with me, and her man picked up the phone and said the most vile and disgusting things I could ever hear ..as if that would cause me to continue. It STILL makes my stomach turn to think of it. Yes ..I had been fooled completely a few times into believing, or WANTING to believe that a character on the other end of chat was who they said they were. You live and learn, but it never made me quit seeking these enjoyable to me experiences.

With trust I've found release this way more times than I can believe ...and most everytime it happened it was fulfilling. I love the compliments of how "sexy" my voice is, or the college student in North Carolina who did it with me 3 times over the course of several years who sought me out in saying, "I just love the way you sound when you let it go," and the apparently fairly rich housewife in Houston who I showed me her cam while I watched her on the vid and heard her through the phone to volcanic results. She was at one point , at least she said, willing to fly to Virginia to be with me if I could block out a weekend ...something a bi-mom in the closet can't do.

One woman did in fact share a phone orgasm with me before we shared a bed ...but again, I had not really had a phone thing with anyone AFTER I had done it. However, phone sex with strangers, or at the very least, women from far enough away that they aren't possibly just coming over for coffee anytime soon, being something in my comfort zone, doing it with someone who has been your lover, or might potentially be a skin to skin quenching of the constant lesbian thirst, is something I never experienced. And I wouldn't probably initiate it ...but she had never done this ..and apparrently she got a bug up her butt to provoke me ...and this erotic conversation and experience ensued.


"I just wish you were here to hold me." I said. Our relationship has room for much romance in addition to the sex and I was trying to let her know I was on the same page as her where thats concerned.

"I want to do so much more than hold you." --- A usual flirtatious remark, but this time was different. Her voice as she said this told me as much as the words did...there was an absolutely, unmistakeably horny lilt in her voice ...so much so that I wondered if she hadn't already begun to touch herself. That thought urged my palm directly towards my own pulsing need.

"Do you know how good your tongue is babe...I mean seriously, do you have any earthly idea just how amazing it is when you do what you do with your mouth?" she gushed, making me gush in a totally different sense of the word.

"Well...I've been told some things," I smiled ...laughed a little ...relaxed a little and enjoyed her affectionate comments.

"I mean...sometimes you are licking me or sucking on my clit and I am thinking "how do you know how to do this to me," and I guess I ...I mean ..I just think its not just cause it's cause we are two women ...it's...."

I finished her thought "...its because I care so much for you.....its because everything that I want to experience flows through you and the pleasure you feel ...its like ever time I hear you moan or cause your legs to quiver or quake, its like I feel that all through my own body."

"I am feeling that with you too ...but", her voice trailed into resignation and lack of confidence, "I don't think, when we're making love ...I just don't think that I'm doing to you what you do to me."

"Oh STOP that ...don't say things like that ...do you need me to moan even louder ? " I said enthusiastically, and I realized she just needed reassurance, and searched my mind for the right thing to say. "When you go down on me, (its always a struggle to choose those words when I am thinking "eat me," or "suck me") "its like I feel alot more than just what your tongue and fingers do ...you understand ? I can feel ...its almost like I can feel what you are thinking."

"It's never been like that with anyone else," she said softly ...in resignation that I was right.

"....Sooooo
ummm
have you ever had phone sex with any girls?
"I have," I confidently admitted.
"Welllll...how um....how does ... exactly does that work ...i mean..Ive done it with boys and all ..but ...how does it work if its a girl?"

My voice lowered in timber to find a seductive tone," Is that a proposition baby?"

"I think so (she whined slightly)...I mean...I don't know... but ...I just can't tell you how horny I've been today and I just wish you could be here ...right now..I'd attack you. But ...I'm just asking...how you do that ...I never did it before."

I laughed the truthful laugh, "there's alot I've done you haven't done," and she laughed as well with me. I continued, "You never had a girl like me who you could phone fuck with....but now...maaayyybbe you do."

"Well I don't want to make a jerk of myself..I just don't know how...so HOW have you done it?"

In the low timber I admitted, "I've had some good experiences that way to be honest."

"You have ?"

"Always orgasmic thats for sure."

I realized that by the fact we were so deep into talking about HOW it could happen, already meant that for the most part, we were already having sex this way ...and even though I'd done this before, I must relate that I was still nervous in how to proceed and where it was going. "I think the times i did it ...I did it with girls i met online in aol and yahoo chatrooms...there was this one girl who would chat with me online and we'd exchange these very erotic pictures ..and anyway ..she was at work and I was at home and I'd be like "I wanna be with you when you come ..I want to hear your moans and all that." So ..she would say as long as I was cool with it that she was in an office with an open door and couldnt be doing alot herself ...but wanted me to call her and so sure enough, we'd be talking and whispering and id be masturbating and eventually coming .and as it was building up, she would have to greet people that came in in her normal office voice..."yeah...i called that client and she said it would be taken care of..." or something like that and ..like sometimes the conversations would take a few seconds ...or a minute ...and then she'd back with me with,'"ok Im alone" and we'd start back up. What she would do is be with me on the phone until I got off and sometimes got off again ..and then she'd eventually get to go to the bathroom and finish herself. I couldnt hear that part ..but I could definitely hear how excited she was getting while maintaining her professionalism in the office. It was an extreme turn on and we did this about 7 or 8 times."

Though I could still hear the horniness in her voice,she could always get me talking about something when she was intrigued about something, especially something sexual. She just saw me, it seems, as such a sexual mentor. "So like ..how did you ...like did you describe what you'd do...i mean..with the guys I've done it with, we like ..I'd basically describe how i'd suck it ...you know..how id give him head and then hearing him beat off and breathing hard and telling me how good it was when we were making love would excite me and eventually he'd come ..and a couple of times I did too ..but usually I just faked an orgasm ....but it was still pretty hot. Mostly I just wanted to hear him beat off ya know ....Oh I am sooo sick and perverted."

"You aren't sick...I think alot of people do it."

"So its just like having phone sex with a guy ..but just with a girl? " She had it a little too simple, but I think she just was ready to start doing SOMETHING ....it was a segue comment.

"No ..you know its different without even asking me. It's just about being with someone while you are turned on ...I mean I did it with one girl and .."

"Brenda," she interrupted, "just HOW many times have you done it with girls ..if you dont mind me asking."

"I don't mind ...its like...well ...its more than ....its around a dozen women I guess....and like .its different every time. Like I was saying with one girl, she wants to tell you all this, if we were together first i'd do this and then I'd do that to you" and I just wasn't really into it that much. There have been a few that wanted it that way ..and I just have to explain to them thats not me. But ...its better to just be with someone that you know is as turned on as you and hear each other getting closer and coming. But its to each their own I guess. I think every time I ever did it I was already completely soaked by the time we even dialed up ..so the coming and the moans and groans were unavoidable."

I heard a smile in her voice. "Well...I wanna with you....will you with me?"

"I'll do anything with you...just know its different with you because ...we make love."

""Maybe it's better," she said astutely."so how do we do this." I guess it's up to me ...wondering if I was up to the challenge.

"Well ..I don't need to ask you if you're horny cause you already are telling me that," I said.

"....yeah....i mean...do YOU want to ..its not just about me?"

"Oh gawd I'm so wet every time we talk ..no matter what."

"yeah me too"

"its always like that"

"yeah ..me too"

"Well ...why don't you explain to me ..not what you'd do to ME ..but I'd like to know what its like when you make yourself come ...like when you are alone .."

That was an idea...but I had other ideas and would clip comfortably into another way of building her excitement.

"Well ...I usually, almost always start with my boobs and just stroke them and grasp one or then the other sometimes....my nipples get....ummm... erect ...stiff...and begin to ache a pleasant ache ..and then sooner or later I start to finger myself a little and then, alot, and when its time to come I go fast and concentrate more and try to let it go the most i can ...so I find if I let myself make noise I can come longer and harder and better. "

"I want to watch you do that," she said, and I replied, "and I want to watch you do yourself." "We can do that sometime." "Yeah maybe."

"Do you use one hand or two," she asked.

"I use both ...but its hard to do that with one hand on the phone " I laughed," I think I almost always do it like I use my left hand when I start and get it wet and get relaxed...and then, I lick my fingers on my right hand so they are warm and wet when they ...ummm...join in ..and then its like its on...and then its like...my right hand is either fingering my clit at various speeds ..and textures ...and my other hand is either pulling back my lips, or touching whatever other erogenous zones demand attention ...or are squeezing and lifting my tits." I knew what I was telling her was exciting her and could hear her breathing indicate I was having an effect on her. I began to tickle my clit as I talked to her and imagined she was already going over herself...I just wondered how far so far ..but I didn't dare yet ask.

"Do you suck on your tits while you are doing it ? " she inquired.

"Almost every time at least a little. Not much but I like to be reminded of both how it feels to have them sucked..and you know how much I love sucking on a woman's breasts. And yours darling are the most wonderful."

"Whys that?"

"The skin is so soft and creamy, your nipples get so hard in between my lips, and oh...mmmmm ," I moaned into the phone," "I'm thinking of how good it feels to suck them and feel you react, and finger your wet pussy while I do it."

Her breathing was shallow and response almost terse..."you are?"

She was getting hornier by the second ..or, like me, had started this process that way. We were going fast and it was time for me to take her.

" Why dont you take your fingers and circle them around your nipples. Tell me about your npples."

Well that makes them large..and hard.

"Pinch them...pull them away from you."

"mmm kay' The gasp and sound of excitment in her voice let me know she was doing as I directed.

I began to show my own excitement heightening now as I spoke to her ...forcing out on a few words or a phrase in betweenpauses while I considered what to say next...and while I considered what motion to provide to my pussy, teasing it with my free hand, but not fully furiously fingering just yet. "when I suck on your npples baby....(pause) I love how hard they (pause) are (long breath adn a pause) ...the way the get soooo stiff in between my lips....ohhhhh gawd it feels so good to suck your nipples."

"are you fignering your pussy like I love to do?" She asked...perhaps willing to assert control, but I was not ready to pass the baton. "Yes...slowly teasing...keeping it interested...but don't you do it yet...keeping pinching your nipples for me...do you want my mouth on your tits ?" "yes" "Then suck....your....nipple for me...put the phone down if you need to im here...im with you." "I dont need to ." and the wonderful sound of her sucking her nipple came through the phone line. She moaned into both the phone and her tit, and my pussy throbbed even more. "i'm gonna suck on mine now mmm kay." and the answer I got was a muffled moan into her tit which I could imagine she was really sucking on hard.

"are you ready for my fingers now baby" "aauuughh" which I took to mean yes, and the sound was a clear releife for she was needing to advance.

I said a word I almost never say ...but thought for certain it would make her hotter ..for it would make me hot to say it. "Tell me how et your .....cunt is?" I ennunciated the word like a news broadcaster. The timber of her voice went a full pitch higher. "ooooh..im sooooo wet. Oh how I need to come."

"not yet baby...not yet...please wait for me." And what she said back was a faint "uh huh" but I could hear in her voice she was losing control.

"Oh please please please please Brenda," she moaned the whispered words. "Please what bbaby," "suck my pussy like you do ...please make me come ..oh..mmmm..please I need to let it go."

"I wanna put my lips around it, suck it like a little stiff cock and twist my tongue all around it," I said and them moaned, "mmnnggg" while my tongue made the motion in the air in front of me.

"suck ...my.....cunt" she said the word back to me and I rumbled head to toe with an electrical charge of excitment while my fingers crawled inside me to add top the sensation of my circling thumb on my clit. "Im fucking myself but I can only think of you."

"I want you to take your finger and slowly circle your clit...not on your clit..jus slowly around it...at the base of it...push against it...but not right on your clit...can you do that." "yes...oh yes...." "now get your finger in your wet pussy," "so wet", (now long hard breaths between each word if not syllable" and ////baby ...///its.///time...to////finger yourself...as fast as my tongue wants to lick your pussy and feel your juices all over my lips, and chin, and ..." and that was it for me and...for her too.

We quit talking ..we both started panting, moaning, calling each others name, sometimes one after the other, sometimes at the same time. "im coimng ," followed by a predictable "I'm coming too," and the sounds of both of our convulsions and orgasmic delights went into our phones and to each others ears and loins and further into each others hearts.

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