The Phone Courtesan

A Woman’s Breasts
August 18, 2019, 12:52 pm
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Yes, before you even ask…this is me.

I came across this Old picture, and remembered how I love this bra. Black is always sexy. Lacey design is always sexy. Frankly breasts are sexy.

What would a phone sex blog be without a sexy racy picture once in awhile? Wink Wink.

You’re welcome. Enjoy. And have a great Sunday.

Real Lives, Both Sides
August 18, 2019, 12:35 pm
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In my chosen livelihood spontaneity is an agreed delicious component. Albeit not always easy to make happen.

While we both enjoy our fantasy, alas we both have real lives. There are simply times I am not available at a moments notice. Frustrating. But, then again should I find myself in the mood for you and our ways together you are not available to me. Frustrating. Ahh, the nature of our seductive beast we have both played a part in creating.

I love our time together. I love our sex together. I love how you can take me into worlds that are ours, and ours alone. Thank you, thank you.

I realize my callers cum and go. Yes, pun intended. By the way, during the next football game you watch, listen for all the sexual innuendos…I admit thoroughly enjoying that. Anyway as was saying, my life, your life, and with our increasing ages, some of our life changes will be requiring much of our time and energies. And that my folks is just life. We both know that Great sex, that takes us away from it all and allows for a bit of hedonistic me time,  does require extra time and extra energies. I thank you for understanding the space I sometimes need. Just as I understand your need to be elsewhere in your life, or even the need to discontinue our relationship. We all change. I hope you know that I always think of you, and always hope everything is well in your life. As for me, should I ever quit adding this wondrous sexual aspect to my life, I will let it be known to you.

If you have moved on, I wish you well and great contentment in your life.

Oh, and of coarse a life full of fabulous sex.

The Life Force of a Female
August 17, 2019, 10:45 pm
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The life force of a female should be intoxicating. Everyone knows Females are a formidable force of nature. There was a time only female names were used to announce a new hurricane. But, men are slowly catching up, as you too have been given that torrential badge of honor.

Personally I take pleasure in being a force to be reckoned with. It lends ones self to being unpredictable and mysterious. It also allows for women to be quite powerful calling on and using those energies.

The life force of a female. If women are genuinely in touch with themselves, honoring their bodies and intuition we can be in a state of powerful control. I savor the balance I find between nature and nurture. From bare feet reconnecting us to mother earth, to sipping wine on my back deck as I watch how the moon caresses my pond. And All the little natural pleasures I find daily as I walk on this beautiful sensually energizing planet we call earth only add to my confidence. Balance of nature and our crazy world, is hugely vital.

The life force of a female. Owning my self assurance, while listening to your body, your ways, your desires and needs…that is the power that feeds me. I enjoy knowing I can influence and direct you on our journey together. If all women would simply claim their own internal sex goddess my goodness, I’m not sure you would know what to do with us.



Real Life
July 23, 2014, 3:21 pm
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My oh my, but if we, OK I, could just live in the world of fantasy. You can make up your own rules, and no one gets hurt nor feels pain – unless wanted of course.

Your needed and desired lovers as if by your simply imagining them, they appear to care for you on command. Or they allow you to care for them, sweetly or harshly as my mood will dictate, but always allowing me my much needed and hungry outlets to be appeased.

Yes, real life. While it does allow for wonderful experiences, it can also carry with it many challenges.

I do miss my freedom and my availabilities to you, and our desires of the moment. Hence I always called your needs, the impulse of the cock. Eerily they always seemed to match my needs at any given moment.

My sincere apologies that I have had to answer the calls of real life on a much more continuous basis than I am able to answer your calls. I have not quit, stopped, grown tired, nor am I ignoring anyone. As they say, it is all in the timing. I have been able to speak with many, and yet for two or three nights or days, while no one calls, then it seems that all hell breaks loose…and all are in need at once. Such is the luck of the dice.

Know I am still here. Know that I want you. Know that I too still need this. Perhaps it is now more than ever, that I have the deeper need for your contact. But, when I am free, I cannot reach out to you. I must wait until I am asked for, and I hope that the erotic timing is in our favor.

I am sorry for any frustrations, other than those planned, that I have caused. You are very important to me, and I know that you know that.

Woody Allen
August 25, 2011, 9:22 am
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“Don’t knock masturbation – it’s sex with someone I love.” ~ Woody Allen

This makes me smile.

The Release
February 20, 2011, 6:04 pm
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The release of a huge self induced orgasm has nothing to do with sex, and yet it has everything to do with sex.

Your First
November 28, 2010, 11:04 am
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Last week I attended a retirement/50th birthday party for a dear friend from junior high and high school. It was a joy seeing her again and it was awesome seeing many of our old friends from school. We have all grown up, have jobs, kids, grand kids, wives, husbands, divorces, sorrows and joys. It had been over 30 years since I had seen some of them. In every way, every single one of them was so beautiful.

There was one particular man there with his absolutely beautiful wife. He has made a very good life for himself and their family. We all hugged, talked and enjoyed our trips down memory lane. After a few drinks – he whispered in my ear that since I was his first, he wanted me to know that he Never forgot that. I was so touched. It made me blush. It’s funny – you wouldn’t believe the things I can talk about, and yet my own sexual experiences can make me blush. I have never understood that about myself. So to hear that for around a little more than 30 years later you find that you are a positive wonderful memory for someones first sexual experience, there are just no words to describe how it felt. I was honored to be held in such high regard and to always be a part of his sexual journey.

Our first is such a defining moment in our sexual journey. For good or bad, it is our sexual beginning.

So it got me thinking. Do we ever forget our first? Do you remember your first?