Years ago, when I was young, I had a phone sex girl. She was a reader of my prior blog, and a reader of some of the hotter stories from my past. One night, when she popped on instant message, she told me that she was a phone sex operator. Having not done that in the past, I thought it might be interesting.
She talked me through countless orgasms, and I had a moment of pride thinking that she was coming home from a long day of phone sex so that I could get her off, and she could get me off. It was like guys who date strippers to prove something to themselves about their relative value, rather than dating them because they know and like them.
She always told me how much she wanted to suck my cock, and how great she was at it, and after one particularly hot session, she told me "fat girls love sucking cock - we get something in our mouth, and it's got almost no calories." I thought this was particularly odd. I hadn't pictured her as fat or thin, I had only listened to her voice.
She would later confess to me that she was fairly overweight, but that she was on a diet. At one point I offered to fuck her if she got down to my own weight. She liked that idea.
Lots of my friendsd told me that that was twisted - I shouldn't use sex with me as a motivator to someone I'd never met. I figured it was a pretty safe bet - either she'd lose the weight and we'd fuck, in which case, hey, great, another woman to fuck, or she'd lose the weight and decide that now that she was thin and gorgeous, she could do better than me.
Last night, we were IMing for the first time in a long time. She's lost nearly a hundred pounds. Her waist is smaller than mine. Her breasts are still huge (triple Ds) and her ass hasn't lost much of its plump character, but the weight came off everywhere else. She didn't have a picture to send me, but then, she rarely does. Her mental picture is still that she's fat, despite her actual weight. I told her that I'd been with women her size before, and she was surprised, but pleased, I think.
We got to talking about all of the things she's been doing with her most recent lover, since she's now thinner and more flexible. They sounded a lot like the things that I'd done with Princess. I was intrigued, and I considered inviting her to play. I wondered if she still loved sucking cock now that she was thinner. She said that she did, but that now that she was skinny, she wasn't sure she wanted to be with me. I laughed.
She wanted to know if I remembered the sound of her voice. I do, vaguely, but it's been years since we last spoke. She may have been suggesting that we do it again, but we didn't. By 12:30, she was drifting off to sleep, and I wasn't far behind. She signed off IM, and I went to sleep with a smile on my lips for the memory of a woman I'd never met.
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