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Feminine Sexuality

Phone Sex or Sexting

We’re all sitting home. Some of us with partners and some of us alone. How are you getting your rocks off during quarantine? 

A friend recently hit me up and asked if we could have phone sex. I didn’t tell him no. I just said I’m not good at phone sex. He replied, “Let’s try.” It took me days to respond because I honestly wasn’t sure what I should tell him. 

Do you enjoy phone sex? Which do you prefer: phone sex or sexting? No preference. Both. Neither. Well, I have to honestly say that I prefer sexting. I do realize that sexting seems way more high risk but hear me out. 

There are three reasons why I don’t do phone sex.

First Reason:

Many of my girlfriends swear by phone sex (especially during this quarantine) and often call me with their steamy conversational adventures. Stories that I love listening to by the way. I’ve even had folks tell me I have a sexy phone voice the few times that I have tried phone sex. The sexy phone voice is often what leads to the question of whether I’m willing to try it. And yes, I’ve tried it a few times in the very distant past.

The truth is, phone sex does nothing for me. It’s not arousing; it absolutely does not turn me on. Now, I have gotten off during a phone sex session by deciding to make the most of it, ignoring the feeling of awkwardness, and playing alone. Even though I orgasm, I am not satisfied at all. Note to reader, orgasms do NOT equal satisfaction.

Second Reason:

I’m a very risque person when it comes to sexual adventures, but there’s something about phone sex that intimidates me. There, I said it. Phone sex is intimidating. I’m not sure why. When I have done phone sex, my stomach goes in knots and my mind goes blank. I’m too much in my head about how weird I sound, about what to say, about how to say it. 

I’d much rather sext. Even then I have to have an established level of comfort. Although I’m 100% comfortable with sexting, I have to also feel comfortable trusting the person I’m sexting. This isn’t usually an issue at all due to the fact that I love being watched. I love the idea of other fantasizing over me and my photos. I’m also a bit guarded with myself, well beyond the realm of sex.

Third Reason:

Despite folks telling me I have a sexy voice, I’m a bit insecure about the way I sound. This affects many other things beyond sex. When I listen back to myself from pre-recorded audio, I cringe a little. Even though I’ve gotten a ton of wonderful feedback on the way I sound. I have a just over slight southern accent that folks occasionally mock and giggle about. Generally, I have no issue with the way that I sound, however, apply that same energy to sex. Southern accents aren’t exactly known for being sexy. That’s likely because I don’t find them sexy. I don’t think they’re unsexy though. Like I don’t find them to be a turn-off or whatever the opposite of sexy is…just not sexy. 

I’m sure with some practice, I could get accustomed to listening to my own voice and not feeling cringy about it. Phone sex definitely seems like an acquired taste that I never quite aquired. 

Sexting is just better. It fits my personality. I’m not really a small talker. Yes, phone sex is small talk to me. Even though some have labeled it “Big Talk”. I love dressing sexy in panties, pasties, and other lingeries. I love doing my make-up and getting pretty. I love taking sexy, risque photos, and I also love posting them where others can see. Yep, that’s me. 

Best of all, I love the feedback. I love my pussy. I love my tits. I love my ass. I enjoy looking at pix of myself, and I just love sharing the joy with the folks I feel would appreciate me. I don’t sext with critics. I sext with true lovers of women’s bodies.

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