Miranda Austin - Phone Sex: Aural Thrills and Oral Skills

Phone Sex

Aural Thrills
and Oral Skills

Miranda Austin

Greenery Press

2002 by Miranda Austin

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Cover: JohnnyInk, www.johnnyink.com

Published in the United States by Greenery Press, 1447 Park Ave., Emeryville, CA 94608, www.greenerypress.com.

ISBN 1-890159-48-4

Contents

Acknowledgments

Sincere thanks to my terrific bunch of kinky, sex-positive pals, who encouraged me, read everything I wrote, and never told me I was insane.

Thanks also to Rachel, my comrade in smut, who's gone through it all with me; also to my fellow phone sex workers, who turned out to be a smarter, sexier, and more supportive group of women than I would have believed possible.

And of course, special thanks to the more than 600 men who have called and shared their lives and fantasies with me.

Note

Throughout this book I generally refer to phone sex operators as female, and phone sex callers as male. This reflects my personal experience as a female phone sex worker with a primarily male clientele. However, phone sex services exist that employ and cater to all combinations of genders and orientations.

All accounts herein are of actual calls, though some names and personal details have been changed to protect the privacy of the individuals involved.

Introduction: A Day in the Life

Ring. Hello.

I want to lick your pussy.

Whos this?

We met online.

Oh, great! Whos this?

Are you a natural blonde? (My phone sex persona, Kristi, is a redhead.)

Im not going to talk to you until you tell me who this is.

Weve talked online. In a chatroom.

Thats nice. Who is this? Click.

Ring. Hello.

Kristi?

Yes, this is Kristi. Click.

Ring. Hello.

Is Kristi there, please?

This is Kristi.

Hi, this is Rob.

Hi Rob, nice to meet you.

Same here.

Rob, how did you find my number?

On the Internet.

Well, great. Have you ever called a phone service before?

No.

Okay, let me tell you how it works.

Okay.

First I have to get all the information the credit card company requires. Then I put you on hold, click over on my three-way calling, get authorization for the card youre not charged for any of that time and then when I get back, Im all yours.

Sounds good.

Great, well let me get some information. Name, address, phone number.

Okay, and whats your credit card number?

How much does it cost?

My ads are all of six lines long, one of which is the price.

Its $1.99 a minute with a minimum of ten minutes.

A low, unintelligible whisper.

Im sorry, what did you say?

I said, Do you have any guys there with you?

Oh. No, sorry. I live alone. Click.

Ring. Hello.

Click.

Ring. Hello.

Kristi?

Yes, this is Kristi.

Hi, this is Edward.

Hi Edward. Have we spoken before?

No, I just saw your ad on the Internet.

Well great. Did you want to do a call, or did you have a question? This is my line for the procrastinators.

Well, what do you look like?

Oh, you didnt see my website?

No, I liked the ad so much I just called. Aw, okay. Thats reasonably charming. Worth a description of myself. Er, of Kristi.

Im really into panties. How much do they cost? Damn. I hate doing panties.

Well theyre free with a 20-minute call the first time.

Ohhh, cool. No more jerking off into my sisters.

I paused. Let me just get the information out of the way first, then Ill be happy to tell you all about mine. Whats your last name, Edward?

Not that my sister minds.

Your last name? Edward?

Id love to fuck my sister.

Edward, I need to get the credit card information before I can talk to you.

Heavy breathing. I wish you could see me in these panties.

Click.

(That time it was me.)

Ring. Hello.

A fierce whisper. I want to sit on your mumblemutter

What? Click.

1. Diary of a Phone Sex Girl

So there I was, 33 years old, with a brand new graduate degree, a fulfilling job in the non-profit sector, and a debt the size of the federal governments.

A friend of mine, Rachel, who was in the same financial boat, confided that she was thinking about moonlighting as a phone sex operator. She had a friend who worked for a good company, she said, and the extra paycheck would really help.

Even though I had the same stereotypes that most people have of phone sex a woman breathing heavily into the phone while doing the laundry, or filing her nails I found the idea oddly appealing. All my life people have complimented me on my sexy voice, and said that I should be doing radio or voice-overs. You could even do phone sex, they would smirk.

I did, in fact, work for a community radio station years ago, reading the news and recording promotional announcements. Because my voice was low and husky even as a teenager, the people who wrote sexy ads always wanted me to read them.

Hi there, Id whisper into the microphone, my name is Sheila, and every night at ten I turn my radio on

I always had to be alone in the studio in order to do it. I couldnt deal with people watching me put on that deliberately seductive voice; Id get completely flustered and inhibited. But no one would be watching during phone sex.

So Rachel and I had dinner with her friend, Donna, and we showered her with questions. The job sounded flexible and fun, and the pay was definitely good. Donna put us in touch with Trisha, the owner of the phone sex company, and the next thing I knew I was picking out a name and getting my own toll-free number and OH MY GOD Im a phone sex babe!

My first task was to choose pictures of me and write an enticing profile for the company website. (Some girls use their real pictures, but I wasnt interested in doing so.) I knew right away that I wanted to be a redhead, so Trisha e-mailed me an assortment of pictures of girls with red hair.

When I saw Kristi, I fell in love with her immediately. Shes very pretty but she also looks shy and innocent. Her pictures show lots of skin and are suggestive, but she doesnt look lewd and she has no beaver shots. It was easy to imagine her as my prettier, sexier, thinner, more adventurous alter ego.

There was no training, unless you count bombarding Donna with hysterical questions day and night, but after a few days of that, I felt like I was ready. All I needed were some horny boys.

If I thought that I could just turn phone on and Id have naked men begging to stroke off into my ear, I was sadly mistaken. It takes time and effort to get any new business off the ground, and this was no different. But I felt confident that I could do it. After all, as Trisha says, If you cant sell pussy, you cant sell anything.

So how does one get callers? The first way is through the main website, which the company advertises on the web and in magazines. Second, I post ads with the website and my phone number to Internet newsgroups public discussion areas devoted to specific topics that cater to phone sex.

Before I starting writing my own ads, I glanced through the competition. Most of the ads were appallingly illiterate: