The mere thought of phone sex sends me screaming up the walls, but then I have a very good reason for hating mobile phones, my boss. He lives with his mobile glued to his ear, perhaps it has become a sexual organ for him. He calls me with unbelievable requests, I answer and say "fuck you, you can’t be serious?" Is this phone sex with my boss? Is this passage sex with my boss – when we pass each other in the passages at work and say "fuck you" to each other, not sotto voice, but with the right amount of volume and venom!
Once when he went to Amsterdam, he phoned me, he always phoned me, I was told to even take the phone into the toilet with me. Do you have any idea how much I hate mobile phones? He asked what I wanted him to bring back for me. I told him "the blackest, biggest vibrating dildo from the sex shop you can find". Was this phone sex with my boss, because it was intended to embarrass him, not me; firstly on purchasing the item and secondly on the off-chance that customs may search his bags.
Phones and sex don’t mix as far as I am concerned, when you have had your boss call you up at three in the morning, only for you to shout, "are you fucking insane calling me at this time, I thought someone had died" perhaps you will realize whey I feel this way about mixing these two items. But someone may have believed from the conve rsation I was into necrophilia and phone sex.
There have been a number of times I have come close to having phone sex with my boss, he would phone me and ask who was talking, so I would reply, "I can be anyone you want me to be baby, who were you looking for". The man was mental.
He would phone me up and ask me to talk to him, so I would make up disgusting sex stories and anyone listening, couldn’t believe their ear. They would ask me who was on the phone, I replied "my boss of course". I think they believed I was having phone sex with my boss!
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There are many exciting things that have happened to me, some of them stuff that fantasies are made of, but nothing has ever come close to this. This summer when I went for my annual vacation to Philippines, it did not take me an hour after landing to get a blowie and a beer, both for free!
I never make vacation plans. I don’t book hotels, I don’t check out maps or places of interest; I just go. That’s how I make them adventurous oh and I always pack Sex Toys.
Keeping true to myself, I did not plan anything here either. I got out of the Manila International Airport and was prodding my way to the taxi. I got into the first waiting one and told the guy to drive me to where the action was. Now I was wearing a floral shirt and loose Bermuda shorts. He took one look at my tourist form and mischievously nodded.
A few minutes later he slowed down. The beautiful city turned to this shady region with several women standing on the road that were unmistakably hookers.
I was hyper-excited now. I told the cabbie he could drop me there. I paid the fare and a generous tip and checked out the scene. Right there in front of me, in a bar across the road, was sitting a big boobed woman alone at a table. I took the call.
The woman checked me out when I approached her table. Her response was just a smile. All right, so that was the invitation already! I sat down next to her. “Care for a drink?” I asked. Without answering, she placed the order for two beers right away, all the time smiling.
Looking at her cleavage, I was getting an erection in my shorts and it was becoming increasingly difficult to hide. The beer was making things worse. Just then she dropped her handkerchief and bent down to pick it up. It happened suddenly and she certainly saw the tent in my shorts.
When she came up, she was giggling just as she was doing before. “Need some fun?” she asked. Well, who was I to refuse? “Take me,” I told her. “Just a sec,” she said. She paid the bill and then asked me to go with her. I got up, despite the wood in my shorts. The waitress saw that and laughed full with the knowledge of what was going to happen.
This girl took me to a slightly hidden place surrounded by bushes. “Sit,” she told me. I sat on a rock. She then undid my shorts and pulled my cock out. “I give you blowie now,” she said, and went on to give one of the best oral experiences I have ever had.
Wherever I went in the Philippines after that, I only found women hungry for having some fun. Maybe it was just me, but it was a great time that I had.
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