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Was just wondering what people like to hear when they do dirty talk on the phone.
And yes, I'm only asking cause I've tried it and well...I'm not quite sure that's how it's supose to go . confused
Anyone? dunno hump redface
dunno
I always feel embarrassed talking dirty, feel like it's having the opposite effect. Although most of the time it does redface smile
Ok here is how my one and only attempt of dirty talk went.......
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"I'm not helping am I"
:rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao:
"Sorry..........I'll put the phone down before I piss myself laughing"
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redface
Well firstly you need to listen to the other person and guage the explictness by what they are saying.
Then try and find out what turns them on and describe that to them. Listen to the words they use and then adjust yr conversation to their tastes.
Its also nice to feel wanted and sexy, so you need to get that in there somewhere too.
:twisted:
It's also very hard to talk dirty with a stammer and with a thick West Wales accent sad
Quote by bigDewi69
It's also very hard to talk dirty with a stammer and with a thick West Wales accent sad

.....as opposed to an intelligent West Wales accent ?? confused :? :? :? :?
Could be the start of another oxymoron thread !!! bolt lol :lol: :lol: :lol:
Quote by Sgt Bilko
.....as opposed to an intelligent West Wales accent ?? confused :? :? :? :?
Exactly lol
Could be the start of another oxymoron thread !!! bolt :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
And who you calling an oxymoron? mad

:P
Quote by GenHertsCpl
Well firstly you need to listen to the other person and guage the explictness by what they are saying.
Then try and find out what turns them on and describe that to them. Listen to the words they use and then adjust yr conversation to their tastes.
Its also nice to feel wanted and sexy, so you need to get that in there somewhere too.
:twisted:

Mrs GHC, call me?
Please?
Pleeeeeeease?
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?
08*58 8*22*8
Quote by dambuster

I just HAD to ring that number to check it was false!!
I was dreading someone answering and saying "Talk dirty to me!!" :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock: confused lol
Big tip is make sure you've dialed the right number first. Unlike someone I know well who, while at work, thought she was dialing a credit card company, misdialed and almost handed a customer a gay porn recording :giggle: .
Imagine the scene in your head and describe every aspect of it..... like below.
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse and a miniskirt and high heels. My measurements are 36-24-36. I work out every day. I'm toned and perfect. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweatpants I just bought at Walmart. I am also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner - it smells a little funny.
Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK.
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and I accidently rip a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back and undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your spit off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a *plop*.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweatpants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out, nibbling on your ... umm ... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed, aching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark. I'm lost. Where's the bedroom.
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Wellhung: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately - our naked bodies pressing against each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off you glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom. It's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my ... you know ... thing ... in your ... you know ... woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my *** back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide it in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet, nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of your candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Dirty talk has a better effect when your actually saying real yet blatant things that you may not say in any usual situation.. I Find it such a turn on when someone says something of shock value provided its based on a real fantasy or feeling!.
Also.. Its best when you know the person your having phone sex/Dirty talk with.
Its almost an insight in to the naugthty mind and thoughts of the person you know.
The fact that you dont quite know what the other person is going to think about what youve just said or am about to say is also quite risky!.. ie: Good. Its the filth factor meets risk factor wink
So if you werent that naughty then the false filth via phone or whisper just wouldnt work.
Well thats only my point of view i guess..
THE_MAGIK_S
Quote by Sgt Bilko

I just HAD to ring that number to check it was false!!
wink

I was dreading someone answering and saying "Talk dirty to me!!" :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock: confused lol

Gimme a break. It's only Tuesday, and I had a "marvellous" weekend.
I'll be ok now 'til about Thursday.
Quote by Libra-Love
Was just wondering what people like to hear when they do dirty talk on the phone.
And yes, I'm only asking cause I've tried it and well...I'm not quite sure that's how it's supose to go . confused
Anyone? dunno hump redface

New career Libra? lol
If you are interested in doing this for a living, the company will train you. I almost did it once and received a file with useful suggestions, one of them was to practise sucking a sweet and making loud noises. As for what to say, it can be awkward at first but you'll soon get the hang of it.
Almost anything can sound dirty nowadays depending on your tone of voice ... Or try saying the following:
You dirty boy/girl!
You naughty boy/girl!
You little pervert!
You are a little slut at heart, are you not?
I can't believe how slutty you are!
Someone deserves a spanking!
Good luck!
:lol:
Thank you Tania, now that's the sort of thing I was looking for.
Quote by easy
Big tip is make sure you've dialed the right number first. Unlike someone I know well who, while at work, thought she was dialing a credit card company, misdialed and almost handed a customer a gay porn recording :giggle: .
Imagine the scene in your head and describe every aspect of it..... like below.
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse and a miniskirt and high heels. My measurements are 36-24-36. I work out every day. I'm toned and perfect. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweatpants I just bought at Walmart. I am also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner - it smells a little funny.
Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK.
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and I accidently rip a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back and undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your spit off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a *plop*.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweatpants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out, nibbling on your ... umm ... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed, aching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark. I'm lost. Where's the bedroom.
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Wellhung: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately - our naked bodies pressing against each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off you glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom. It's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my ... you know ... thing ... in your ... you know ... woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my *** back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide it in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet, nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of your candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

:doh:
That's the last time I call myself Wellhung
redface
lol :lol: :lol: :lol:
Busy day Easy confused: :?: :?: :?: :?: :?:
Ever since my mum washed my mouth out with soap in the 4th grade, I can't talk dirty. :shock:
rotflmao :rotflmao: :rotflmao: oh that was a bad one....
Bah to you lot.
It takes my conservative straight friend to help me out with it then.
Call yourselves a bunch of pervs...huh!
I'm off to talk to the straight people.
Quote by easy
Big tip is make sure you've dialed the right number first. Unlike someone I know well who, while at work, thought she was dialing a credit card company, misdialed and almost handed a customer a gay porn recording :giggle: .
Imagine the scene in your head and describe every aspect of it..... like below.
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse and a miniskirt and high heels. My measurements are 36-24-36. I work out every day. I'm toned and perfect. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweatpants I just bought at Walmart. I am also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner - it smells a little funny.
Sweetheart: I want you. Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK.
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom. There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table. I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides off my warm skin. I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and I accidently rip a hole in your blouse. I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra. My soft breasts are rising and falling, rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra. I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly. I'm reaching back and undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your spit off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a *plop*.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweatpants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out, nibbling on your ... umm ... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed, aching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark. I'm lost. Where's the bedroom.
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Wellhung: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately - our naked bodies pressing against each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off you glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom. It's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my ... you know ... thing ... in your ... you know ... woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my *** back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide it in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet, nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of your candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!

rotflmao :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao: :rotflmao:
That's the funniest thing I've ever read. Whoever is Wellhung, the guys a genius.
Imagination is the key.
So close your eyes and visualise.
Having said that, it also has to be credible, at least in the beginning.
In fact, at the very beginning it's probably best not to go rushing in over-enthusiastically. Kinda like regular sex in that regard. A little bit of verbal foreplay or preconditioning works wonders. Flirt. Be suggestive. If you are pretty sure that that the person on the other end of the line is into fone frolix, then your work is halved because they are already primed for pleasure. Again it's that word "imagination". You may not need to say anything near as much as you might have first assumed. Your phone partner's imagination will do a lot of the work for you.
If you don't feel confident in carrying it off, prepare a script in advance.
Set the scene. Create a picture. Use all the senses in your imagery. Chose your location - bedroom, forest, beach, dungeon, fairfround or wherever. Describe the surroundings - the sights, the smells, the colours, the sounds, the feel of the surface on which you are standing, lying, sitting etc.
Tempo is important. Unless you are sure that your partner is just into wham & bang, then it's better to build up the action gradually. Things will take up their own momentum soon enough. Again, it's just like regular sex in this regard.
If you 've written a script, be prepared to respond to your partner and to deviate from the script if necessary.
Once you've gained a little experience you won't need a script.
Be considerate. In all likelihood your partner will want to be involved on a level that entails more than just listening to you ! There may be areas they wish to explore. Allow pauses for their input............you may find that your phone odyssey goes off in on unexpected, interesting and even more pleasurable paths. Ask questions occasionally to increase the other person's involvement. Listen to your partner. You'll get more than information on their preferences and fantasies. You'll also get an insight into their personality. The words and expressions they use will give clues as to whether they are a visual, auditory or kinesthetic character. You can respond accordingly by using language that is more in tune with their personality.
Vary the words you use. After all, the English language is replete with synonyms for cocks, pussies and fucking - and whatever else you may care to mention. Use plenty of adjectives. And loads of onomatopoeia. Use props and sound effects if you like. So crack that whip or rattle them chains if you think it'll heighten the experience for both of you.
It might start off with a seductive ambience, but ffs remember that it's not a Mills & Boon romance. Nor is it an erotic novel.
So get down and get dirty.
If it ain't dirty, it ain't fun.
And keep the Kleenex handy smile
Quote by Riff Raff
Imagination is the key.
So close your eyes and visualise.
Having said that, it also has to be credible, at least in the beginning.
In fact, at the very beginning it's probably best not to go rushing in over-enthusiastically. Kinda like regular sex in that regard. A little bit of verbal foreplay or preconditioning works wonders. Flirt. Be suggestive. If you are pretty sure that that the person on the other end of the line is into fone frolix, then your work is halved because they are already primed for pleasure. Again it's that word "imagination". You may not need to say anything near as much as you might have first assumed. Your phone partner's imagination will do a lot of the work for you.
If you don't feel confident in carrying it off, prepare a script in advance.
Set the scene. Create a picture. Use all the senses in your imagery. Chose your location - bedroom, forest, beach, dungeon, fairfround or wherever. Describe the surroundings - the sights, the smells, the colours, the sounds, the feel of the surface on which you are standing, lying, sitting etc.
Tempo is important. Unless you are sure that your partner is just into wham & bang, then it's better to build up the action gradually. Things will take up their own momentum soon enough. Again, it's just like regular sex in this regard.
If you 've written a script, be prepared to respond to your partner and to deviate from the script if necessary.
Once you've gained a little experience you won't need a script.
Be considerate. In all likelihood your partner will want to be involved on a level that entails more than just listening to you ! There may be areas they wish to explore. Allow pauses for their input............you may find that your phone odyssey goes off in on unexpected, interesting and even more pleasurable paths. Ask questions occasionally to increase the other person's involvement. Listen to your partner. You'll get more than information on their preferences and fantasies. You'll also get an insight into their personality. The words and expressions they use will give clues as to whether they are a visual, auditory or kinesthetic character. You can respond accordingly by using language that is more in tune with their personality.
Vary the words you use. After all, the English language is replete with synonyms for cocks, pussies and fucking - and whatever else you may care to mention. Use plenty of adjectives. And loads of onomatopoeia. Use props and sound effects if you like. So crack that whip or rattle them chains if you think it'll heighten the experience for both of you.
It might start off with a seductive ambience, but ffs remember that it's not a Mills & Boon romance. Nor is it an erotic novel.
So get down and get dirty.
If it ain't dirty, it ain't fun.
And keep the Kleenex handy smile

:doh:
So, "suck my cock" isn't good enough then.
Damn my lack of imagination
dunno
blink
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:doh:
So, "suck my cock" isn't good enough then.
Damn my lack of imagination
dunno
blink
wink

Oh, all right then, if you insist.
Please insist. :wink:
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:doh:
So, "suck my cock" isn't good enough then.
Damn my lack of imagination
dunno
blink
wink

Oh, all right then, if you insist.
Please insist. :wink:
OK...............
SUCK MY COCK!!!!
:grin: :grin: :grin:
Or as I once heard on one very cheesy porno film.......... Suck my sausage rotflmao
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Busy day Easy confused: :?: :?: :?: :?: :?:

Was very funny though!
Get Riff Raff to ring you Libra.
It works redface surprisedops:
Jas
XXX
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Busy day Easy confused: :?: :?: :?: :?: :?:

Was very funny though!
Actually
And it had been kicking round the net for a few years before that as well..... :shock: :shock: :shock:
*Tries very hard to not mention how long he's been using the internet* redface
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Get Riff Raff to ring you Libra.
It works redface surprisedops:
Jas
XXX

Haha, not sure I'm ready for that just yet Jas, maybe after a bottle or two. :oops:
But thanks Riff Raff, great ideas, gonna try the script thing and see how it goes.
Wish me luck.
I have to learn to curb my opinionated straight talking now confused
Quote by Libra-Love
Get Riff Raff to ring you Libra.
It works redface surprisedops:
Jas
XXX

Haha, not sure I'm ready for that just yet Jas, maybe after a bottle or two. :oops:
But thanks Riff Raff, great ideas, gonna try the script thing and see how it goes.
Wish me luck.
I have to learn to curb my opinionated straight talking now confused
Well, I for one have always liked your opinionated straight talking, LL ... don't curb it too much, ok?
cool
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Well, I for one have always liked your opinionated straight talking, LL ... don't curb it too much, ok?
cool

That's all the encouragement I need lol :lol: :lol:
Thanks