Back
in the dark ages of sex and technology, the obscene phone
caller was a kind of bogeyman depicted as a random caller
who breathed heavily, possibly made a few lewd comments,
and vanished back down the little wire at the other end
of your telephone. The phenomenon (if we can call it that)
became so popularized as to be made into who-knows-how-many
clichés, jokes, and pranks. Some women became terrified
or merely disgusted, some obscene callers were targeted,
arrested, and then -- without its titillating cachet of
newness -- you never heard about it anymore, until phonesex
virtually exploded as a moneymaking adjunct to the newly
initiated 1-900 numbers. Suddenly, there were, seemingly,
an unending list of women (and men) who would be happy --
for a per-minute fee -- to talk you through a masturbation
session, enhancing your fantasy stroke with a real live
human voice.
Not surprisingly,
telephone usage soared as customers, mostly men, handheld
more than their telephone receiver while scores of phonesex
operators -- where did they all come from? -- listened,
made up stories, moaned, and secretly gossiped about caller
#3 or #3502.
The competition
was stiff, as market shares rose and fell, and entrepreneurial
types realized credit card tele-masturbation was big business.
Obviously, a trend was climaxing, and girlfriends, SOs,
wives, fiancées, and "friends" decided they’d
better get in the pool or be left treading water alone.
Phonesex was reborn as a special way to reach out and touch
someone as well as "let your fingers do the walking."
Like
cybersex, its keyboard counterpart, phonesex became part
of the digital revolution. It brought together temporary
and even long-term couples in a breathless intimacy that
required neither condoms, clean sheets, dinner-and-drinks,
nor uneasy breakfasts the morning after. While it pretended
to be partner sex, we have to face up that phonesex is,
at bottom, masturbation. But it is a special kind of masturbation
that now has its own special branches, styles, and formats.
For example,
it seems the most popular form, particularly between long-distance
couples is the M & M. This, obviously, has nothing to
do with the candy that melts in your mouth, and everything
to do with the kind that melts all over your hand. M &
M stands for mutual-masturbation in which both partners
seduce each other to the point of orgasm, usually by exchanging
plenty of Ooooos, Ahhhhs, and those intimate wet sounds
that assure participants a good time is being had by all.
With the advent of conference calls, speaker boxes, and
computer phones, long-distance threesomes, foursomes, and
moresomes are only limited by willing joiners-in. No doubt
solo swingers and swappers, too, have found ways to turn
phonesex into regular dial-in whack off parties.
An alternative
form is the "first you, then me." One partner
describes what he or she would do if they were actually
beside the listener, verbally urging them to touch themselves
as they could "be my hands, be my tongue, be my _________
(fill in the blank)." Then, once one partner has climaxed,
it’s then their turn to return the favor.
Naturally,
kink or alternative joins in the phonesex-masturbation play,
frequently in the D/S relationship vein. The dom or domme
instructs their willing subbie exactly what to do and when,
sometimes with appropriate humble responses such as whimpers,
begging, and "please let me come nows." The power
exchange trip may also get off the domme or dom that they,
too, masturbate to climax.
A fourth
kind of phonesex-masturbation play is kind of a reverse
of the old obscene phone caller from back in the day. Called
(audio) "voyeur" phonesex, this consists of one
partner just listening in while the other masturbates with
appropriate sounds and/or words, but no actual dialogue
between them.
Phonesex-masturbation,
once the dirty little secret, is so widespread and popularized
that it has its own special erotic fiction written about
it. Nicholson Baker’s Vox is probably the best known published
work, but a number of short stories abound, both in erotica
anthologies and on the Internet.
"What
are you wearing?" was and still remains one of the
most typical opening lines for phonesex. The responses can
be genuine or fantasized and range from "Nothing but
a smile" to the more bizarre fetish costumes. The conversation
usually broadens out to "What are you doing?",
"What are going to do?", and simply "Do it
now." As with cybersex, phonesex can be as down-home
vanilla or freaky-as-you-please and even eliminates all
those reality blocks and sometimes anatomical impossibilities
of live, in-person, conjugations of sexual conduct. And
the climaxes are always under your direct control.
Twenty
years ago (long before the current administration’s abstinence-only
programs) the American Medical Association declared masturbation
is a normal and healthy sexual activity. Medical statistics
then said that 98% of men and 95% of women masturbate with
frequency. Many, obviously, are still hooking up via telephone
to share the intimate moments. Kind of gives "I’ll
call you" a whole new meaning, doesn’t it?
©2003
by William Dean
http://www.cleansheets.com/articles/dean_05.21.03.shtml