My Punk Rock Adventure in Sex, Misery and Drugs

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The start of the semester is creeping closer and closer, and I’m a little sad about that. I’ve had a wonderful, sexy summer of fun working at Talk Lust and I’m not ready for it to end just yet. You might have noticed that I was away for a few days earlier this month. Well, an opportunity for a spontaneous adventure came up, and I just couldn’t say no.

I haven’t had the chance to get out much this summer. It’s just so unforgivably hot here that we kind of hibernate through the summer. People black out their windows with aluminum foil, keep all the doors and windows closed and just hide in the dark with the A/C on. At first I liked it, but now it’s just depressing to be in the dark all the time.

Anyways, it started with this boy. I was out at my favorite local dive. It’s a place I like to go when I want to think instead of pick up guys. So I wasn’t really in the mood to talk when he sidled up to me. I gave him the cold shoulder, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he kept right on talking just as if I were actively engaged in the conversation!

I finally turned to him and told him to fuck off (my exact words) when he says, “Look, I don’t mean to give you a hard time. You obviously don’t recognize me. Sorry for bothering you.” He was just getting ready to walk away when it hit me in a flash. I had met this guy a few months ago at a show that a friend of mine dragged me to. He had been the lead singer in the opening band, and we had hit it off after the show (but that’s another story entirely!)

Anyways, we both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking (and not talking at certain points!) I actually liked him so much that I let him spend the night, something I never do. The next morning he told me he was leaving to do a tour hitting a couple states nearby, just road-tripping through. He asked me to join him. I didn’t really know what to say, but I had secretly always wanted to have that kind of an experience, so I just grabbed a bag and started packing.

…to be continued..

My Own Phone Sex Adventure

So, my phone sex friend Cassidy recently had an incredible phone sex adventure at a swinger’s club in her hometown and it got me thinking… Well, it got me thinking a lot of naughty things, but most notably I thought that it was hot and that I could probably find such a club here in Phoenix. Once I started I got kind of obsessed with it. I was walking around town thinking about how easy it would be to hide a sex club somewhere in plain view, the back of some unassuming bar in a forgotten corner of the city. Where would I find it? If I did, would I be brave enough to go in? Once I got there, would the people be sexy or just a bunch of old, overweight creepy people? I don’t know if it makes me a bad person to think things like that, but whatever. I can’t help it if I have standards!

Anyways, I spent a little time on Google, and what do you know, there is a plethora of swingers’ clubs here! I was almost overwhelmed with all the choices! I decided on one that was close by and at an actual bar with a well-lit parking lot and lots of rules about security and consent on the website. There was just no way I was going to wander into some strangers’ house party the first night out! I might be wild, but I’m not that crazy!

When the night of the party rolled around I got all dolled up in my finest classy-but-slutty outfit (that’s a fine balance to achieve, let me tell you!) and made my way out to the club. I was so nervous my hands were shaking as I locked up my car and walked up to the doorman. He let me into a small room with a coat-check and a nice girl checking id’s and taking the entrance fee. She smiled at me and winked as I walked inside. The club was incredible! It wasn’t at all like I was expecting! There was a lovely dance floor, beautiful wooden bar (it looked antique) and a maze of different ‘playrooms’ to wander through. I got a drink and started walking through the club, checking out the rooms and the partygoers. The rooms were all outfitted according to different fantasies, one with a huge leather sex swing and lots of little hitching points for bondage, I guess. My favorite was the doctor’s room though. I don’t know, something about that big bright light, all that sterile stuff…it just did it for me.

I didn’t actually end up playing, I was kind of overwhelmed with the newness of the whole experience, but I did meet some really nice people and I definitely want to go back again. In the meantime I’ll just have to see if I can’t find a lucky phone sex caller to help me explore my newfound Doctor/Nurse fantasy!

Phone Sex Orgy

I hope everyone had a super hot, sexy Memorial day weekend! This little phone sex vixen spent some quality time by the pool, took a bunch of steamy phone sex calls and even got to live out one of my own number one fantasies in real time. It was indescribable, but I’m gonna try and share it with you anyways.

I don’t have a boyfriend or anything, but I sure do date a lot. Some might say I’m slutty, but I just think I’m too young to tie myself down yet. Isn’t this the time of life that you’re just supposed to be free and explore and stuff? I think so. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had conversations with middle-aged people to hear them tell me how much they regretted not living life fully when they were younger and free from the obligations of work and family. I refuse to have that regret. I want to look back on my life and see a list of things I’ve experienced and accomplishment, not a whole lot of opportunities that I let slip by me.

So anyways, I was out on a date with Todd, one of my regular guys. We went to this local bar that I love with a big patio and misters (this is a big selling point for us Arizonans. You see ‘em everywhere out here.) Well we’re having drinks and chatting and eating little happy hour tacos when John, this friend of mine from school walks by. We’re all feeling social and happy, so we invite him to join us and proceed to get smashed together, telling stories, flirting, drinking and just having fun. Last call comes before we know it, and while we settle up the bill, Todd surprises me by inviting all of us over to his loft for a nightcap. Todd lives in this awesome new condo over by the lake and is known for throwing little get togethers that typically end in some kind of sexy adventure. He’s just one of those guys that exudes sex appeal and charm. Suffice to say I was eager to see what would happen next, so I agreed before he even finished spitting out the invitation.

When we get there, Todd serves us neat little glasses of scotch in his perfectly decorated modern living room. I’m drunk, and Jason suggests that Todd turn on a little music so that I can dance for them. I stand up and start to sway around the middle of the room, not feeling anything except for the movement of my body, the booze coursing through my veins, and the sweet warmth of all the sexual energy in the room. Suddenly I feel hands caressing me, pulling at the straps and hooks of my garment, revealing my soft body in careful steps. Someone starts to kiss me, and I feel a warm, naked chest press up behind me. The men pull me to the floor, kissing and probing me, my body becoming an aching pile of need as the sensations overcome me. We tumbled around all night, trying the different possibilities all our bodies could come up with and by morning we were an exhausted sticky puddle of sex. It was incredible.

I can’t wait to relive the experience with one of my phone sex calls.

Peeping Tom Phone Sex Fantasy

I had a nice long, lazy weekend this week. It was lovely to take a break from all those hot phone sex calls and just veg out for a few hours. Normally I would put on a pair of sweatpants and catch up on some reading (lol, yes, I read) but the phone sex must have gotten to me or something, because I just couldn’t bring myself to put on anything more than a skimpy little black thong. I don’t even have the excuse of the weather, it’s actually been bearable the last few days. I just couldn’t stomach the thought of covering up my sweet little tits. It didn’t really matter since I didn’t have anything to do and I wasn’t expecting company or anything. Normally it wouldn’t make a difference, but the other day was different.

I was dozing half-naked on the couch when I heard something outside my window. I was a little startled and I snapped up just in time to see the blurred figure of a man rushing away. Normally I would have called the cops (or at least a well-muscled friend!) for protection, but I suspect that this guy has poked in on me before. I was doing a phone sex call a couple days ago when I saw something similar. After I hung up and went outside to look, I noticed the bushes were all trampled outside my bedroom window.

So this time I decided to play a little game with him. I went into my bedroom, laid down, and started playing with myself. I was really getting into it, pinching my nipples, and working my hungry little clit when I heard that familiar scuffle outside my window. I started making my hips buck and writhe, and at the last second I popped up and shot a photo of him with my cell phone! Lol, it’s so funny, I wish I could post it without feeling like an asshole. He’s this older guy, and he’s totally playing with himself in my bushes. I kinda feel sorry for him though. Think about how much fun we could be having if he’d just give me a fantasy phone sex call?

College Co-ed Phone Sex

Even though I’m usually the good girl, and even though I’m your college co-ed phone sex diva, I have this super naughty phone sex fantasy that I want to share with you. I love being the wild child, and even though I’m a good girl who studies hard and maintains good grades, I have a dark party streak that sometimes gets the best of me. The fantasy starts at your typical college party. Boys and girls are everywhere, working up a sweat, red keg cups ornamenting every hand. It’s early in the evening, but the party is already roaring along, things having gotten started much earlier in the day.

College co-eds are blowing off steam everywhere you turn, and things are starting to get frenzied on the dance floor. Limbs fly everywhere, the churning mass turning into an anonymous crowd. I somehow find myself in the middle of the thrashing bodies, grinding on the bodies that come my way. I don’t even know if they’re men or women anymore, and I don’t even care. I’ve been taken away by the sheer power of the crowd, and it no longer matters to me what is going on, just that I keep dancing, keep working the beat with my body. At some point a man comes into view, offers me a drink, and we lock eyes and dance furtively together until I start to feel faint. He notices and immediately ushers me off of the dance floor and into a (relatively) quiet spot in the house. It’s only 10, and I’ve only had a few beers, but the room is spinning and my eyes are so heavy that I can’t hardly keep them open anymore. He whispers into my ear that it’ll be okay, just let go.” I do, and when I come around again I’m on my back in an unfamiliar room, the man from the dance floor hovering over my naked, helpless body. His cock is large and veiny, throbbing with desire. I fade in and out as he fucks me rotten, using every available orifice as hard and fast as he cares to, and even though I’m a little apalled at the knowledge that I’ve been roofied, I’m kind of into it. I’m enjoying this fucking, the feeling of being helpless as a strange man takes what he wants from me without regard.

I want someone to give me a naughty college co-ed phone sex call so that we can explore that deviant little phone sex fantasy in a totally orgasmic way!

Welcome to the Phone Sex Clubhouse!

Hi there! Welcome to my fantasy phone sex blog! I just started working over at TalkLust and I am having so much fun! Talking dirty to all those sexy-voiced men is a blast. I can’t believe I used to think that it was naughty and wrong to do stuff like that! I used to be such a good little girl, always doing what I was told and never causing a fuss. My parents still think I’m innocent and sweet. :) Well, they’re right about the sweet part, but I’m definitely NOT so innocent anymore! They must have an idea. I refuse to believe that they think I’m still wearing ankle length skirts and long-sleeve shirts in the summertime here. I guess that they just turn a blind eye because I make such good grades and keep them out of that part of my life.
I’ve been living in Tempe for the last few years after moving up from Yuma to go to college. If you’ve never been to Yuma before, well, you’re not missing much. It’s a small town on the AZ-CA border that just popped up to support the marine base there. Lots of rednecks in trucks out there. Living in the big city suits me much better. There are literally thousands of new people to meet each year when school starts up and hundreds of clubs for dancing and drinking! I can definitely be something of a wild child, and I love getting into late night trouble with guys that I just met. If you want a really wild phone sex experience you should give me a call on Monday and ask about what I did all weekend!
When I’m not working, studying, or getting into sexy trouble, I like to spend my time doing girlie stuff with my friends. We’ve been known to ditch out of our last classes for the day and go get our nails done, or find a new bar for drinks and boys. Only one of my friends knows about my deviant job, the rest are blissfully unaware. They just know that when Zoe’s around they’d better watch out, because things are likely to get wild!