It is a long time since HisLordship and I engaged in proper phone sex. At the beginning of our relationship it meant everything, as that was the greatest medium we had for regular communication, but since living together we have used it less and less. Having said that, I think that we owe the basis of our relationship to the time that we spent communicating with one another, hour after hour, about all things emotional and all things sexual.
I suppose that really, what started out in that small and concentrated way, has spread out and blossomed into the relationship[p that we have now. It was over the phone that I fell in love, that I came alive, that I opened up to what had been laying there under the surface for so long. These were things that happened slowly, gradually, but which paved the way for the longing and fire for one another that meant that we knew that we had to be together.
Probably the emotional connection was built first as that was the thing which allowed me to begin to let go and explore the sexual side. As my confidence grew, and I felt accepted for who I was, we moved to talking about the things that we would like to try and do. This happened initially via text as the anonymity there made it easier but was followed up during lengthy and steamy telephone calls. I bust my minutes month after month as things moved forward between us; it wasn’t only my ear that was burning.
We talked about scenarios and situations past, present and future. We tested out ideas with nervous laughter. We grew hotter and hotter as we discovered the shared interests we had which we had never been able to voice before. I shifted uneasily as he questioned and pushed me into territory which made me tingle with shame and excitement. This was the very beginning, although we did not know it then, of the dynamic we would later fall back to with ease.
As we told each other everything we grew more and more intimate, longing for those times we could finally spill ourselves all over one another. We made do with snatched moments when we listened to the sounds on the other end of the line, imagining the touch of the other. We nudged each other forward with fantasies of things which could one day be our reality. We never knew what would happen, of course, but the words were uttered and the promise was there.
Although we didn’t know it then, the seeds that would grow into what we have now were all planted through those initial days, turning into weeks then months and years. The phone sex we had was intense and exciting and kinky, elements which would follow us to a place when we could finally be together full time. All embarrassment was gone, most desires explored, leaving us with a free reign to build on those things, pushing them further into territory previously undiscovered.
I can relate to building intimacy over the phone as Cuiplash and I also had to do the same as teenagers living at home and then when I was at university and we only saw each other at weekends for a few years. Definitely true regarding what you say about seeds being sown, from the start, great post x
Thank you ?
Lovely, missy 🙂
Thanks Nora. I want to get back to that and try to be better at the long distance thing when he is away ?
The phone is a remarkable device. Glad you were able to use it so thoroughly! Nice post.
Yes it was really our best link back then
Wow. Foundations are everything. Sadly it’s so easy to get away from the very thing that built what we have. Getting back to the foundations can be beautiful. This inspires us to find a way to focus on something that builds the emotional and sexual in a new way since we didn’t discover our D/s dynamic until 20 years of marriage. Maybe we need to start phone sex!? ?
I am sure that you have other ways to keep the connection and create the excitement. So do we now. It was interesting looking back though ?
Daddy and I have rebuilt everything via phone and texting. It forces us to strip away the periphery, and focus on the primary. These are precious moments do we want to spend it this way? Sometimes the answer is yes.
I prefer sexting – I can think thru my answers- to phone sex- where I get lost in his voice. But… with the phone I get the rich textures of his voice in my ear.
The foundations and boundaries we are intentionally and methodically laying now, are what we will build our family on. It must be solid to support the differences and the struggles of making an Irish clan fit with a Viking Noble.
And as much as I detest the distance, I find it’s sifting effect quite comforting.
I am glad to hear that things are working out for you. I have thought about you and it is good to see you back ?
Ive thought of you often, but life… was… overwhelming.
I hope that things are calmer now 🙂
No… but progress rarely is. And progress is what we need.
If you want to talk you know where I am ?
?thank you Missy!
Yes I feel exactly the same about the cyber sex Michael and I had on Skype. It built such a strong foundation for our life together allowing us to explore our desires but also learn how to communicate really well
It is funny that you don’t always realise at the time the significance of things ?
We did this but via messenger services and not on the phone, I’m not much of a talker, especially initially, so i prefer written communication.