he suggested we try phonesex, my reaction, “What the fuck??” Curiosity won. Not exciting for Sixteen, and klutzy. “Okay, how do we begin?” he begins, “What are you wearing?” “A flannel shirt, jeans, and socks” suddenly a huge, “No”. “You don’t begin phonesex like that” “Huh,” you asked, “What am I wearing, I told you!” Do you need to clean your ears? “No-No what do you have on underneath your clothes” “Oh, panties and a bra” “Could you please describe intimates?” wearing cute cotton panties with lil rosebuds, and a matching bra” “Are you satisfied?” he’s gives a soft laugh, “Yes, much better.” I return question, “What are you wearing?” “Absolutely nothing” “Imaginative” Long pause…. “What are you thinking?” quietly asking, “I’m thinking about you in my room wearing bra and panty. “coming in slow, and cock growing harder. “Yes, straddled on my cock.” “hands against breasts teasing, nipples, mouth on neck.” “lips pressed against your neck” This is where the call went wrong…

He barks….Like a dog…and wanted me to say, “Bad doggy” grab a newspaper, roll it, spank me! “Do I want to continue, be frightened, or accommodate. Accommodation won again. “bad doggie pissed the floor, I should rub your nose in bad doggy’s piss” Shoved puppy's face in the wet spot on the floor. “i'm humping television, I really want to cum all over the television!” I hear this deafening sound made me drop the phone! “Oh, My Gawd, I am Cumming” “I made a mess all over the tele….” he asks, “Did you cum?” I couldn’t contain myself, and laughed my ass off. Length of call 15 minutes, he was better in bed than over the phone.