Written by Vanessa Raqs
Written by Vanessa Raqs
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Getting naughty with Vanessa…
“What do you like?”, “How would you like to get naughty?”
These are questions which I get asked often, in calls. It still touches me that, while paying for a session, you guys still want to know what you can do to turn me on!
First off…your excitement is most important to me. Knowing that I am hitting the right “buttons” excites me… I get wet knowing that you’re turned on by me, by the naughty things I’m doing and saying. I have found myself getting very hot over things that I’d never have expected would turn me on, simply because the guy I’m playing with, is so into it! I can’t say it enough–if you’re loving it, then I’m getting off on it too!
As for my personal kinks, turn-on’s, favorite roles, and go-to masturbation fantasies…
I love to be dominated!! When a man tells me how he wants to hold me down, tie me up, and make me take it, however and wherever he wants to give it to me…my body turns to lava and I get wet, fast! I’m getting wet right now, just writing about it!
I love to fantasize about being the teen babysitter, schoolgirl or cheerleader… Being seduced by the older neighbor or, hell, the entire college football team!
Yep, these are the kinds of things that this naughty housewife daydreams about, while she’s home alone, taking breaks from her chores…
And…I really love anal sex! Some of my best, most intense orgasms have happened during anal sex, while I use a favorite vibrator on my clit. We are talking scream-inducing, uncontrolled climaxes, here–tell me you’re going to make me take it all, up my tight, sexy ass, and listen to me lose control!
Oral? Oh, yes! On you? Yes please!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made myself cum, masturbating to the thought of a man gripping my hair, to hold me in place, while he cums in my mouth or all over my face!
I respond very well to passionate scenarios… The more you want me, the more you want to do dirty, naughty things to me…the more responsive and excited I am going to get.
As you have likely already realized, I also really love toys… Vibrators, dildos, Benewah balls…did I mention vibrators? I really love vibrators… There is one next to me, right now, which is looking extremely tempting, while I write this!
Despite being primarily submissive, I have been surprised often, by how turned on I get by the idea of tying someone else up. Of making you endure my will. I must even admit to experiencing an adrenaline rush from being sexually dominant and even cruel. I am most comfortable in a submissive role but I suppose we all have the capacity to get high off of power. I am no exception.
Being a PSO (phone sex operator), I expect that it should come as no surprise when I tell you that money turns me on, also. I even love to read about courtesans, geisha, and other professions like my own throughout history. The thought of a man giving me cash so that he can take his release with me, is hot! I mean, REALLY! Hot!
Heard enough about what I like best? Okay…
I am also quite good with role-play. I am intelligent, articulate and skilled with storytelling. I enjoy being a new character. I am very comfortable with make-believe. My vivid imagination and well-developed inner eye, will put me right there in the fantasy with you! Want me to be someone in particular? Want to fulfill an elaborate fantasy which is unobtainable in our daily mundane lives? Want to try something new, naughty and daring, in a safe manner? I am very willing to help you with that…
I enjoy mutual masturbation, masturbation instruction, telling you what I am doing to myself or what I would like to be doing to you…
I adore the girlfriend experience! I am sweet, affectionate, romantic, extremely appreciative of being spoiled, eager to please and I love to build a bonded relationship with my guy.
I’ve tried many new things, since becoming a PSO. It has been my aim to push my own boundaries, explore new things… Everyone has limits, of course, but I try to take my own with a grain of salt. When it comes to trying anything truly new or uncomfortable, I gain courage from information. The more I know, the better I can settle into the role. If you are unsure about my ability to take on whatever it is you have in mind, don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m very easy to talk to. I am sweet, caring and encouraging. I don’t bite… Unless asked to! And, when I do, be assured that I enjoy it!!
So…what are you looking for?
Written by Vanessa Raqs
Excerpt from Dina’s Fuck Journal:
In preparation for the surprise I had planned for my husband, Mark, I’d paid for an afternoon at the salon. I had a sexy ambush planned for him…
While the stylist worked to transform me, I’d watched pieces of my hair fall to the floor, in the unfamiliar shade of chestnut brown she’d temporarily dyed it to. She would continue my makeover by adding big, beautiful soft curls to my otherwise straight hair. I was enjoying seeing someone other than the familiar strawberry blond, in the mirror before me.
For my makeover, I got the works! I’d had a flawless mani/pedi and my long, lovely nails were a seductive shade of deep burgundy. My skin was glowing from an earlier facial and I would be getting my makeup done before I left the establishment also. Smoky eyes and false lashes were just the tip of the iceberg there… I’d brought a duffle with me, which contained a brand-new pair of black, thigh high leather boots, the sexiest curve-hugging bronze halter dress I’d ever seen, some large hoop earrings and bangle bracelets in antique brass, and an elegant black velvet choker that I’d playfully pinned a brass-colored bell to.
By The time I left the salon, I looked like a completely different woman… Which was exactly what I had planned for!
I stowed my other clothes in the backseat of my car and drove to the north end of the city, where my husband currently works. I parked a block away from the apartment complex, which he and his crew were constructing, and parked. I waited.
When I received Mark’s customary text–expressing gratitude for the end of another work day, and telling me he’d be home soon–I left the car and began walking towards the site. I passed other men, sending appreciative glances my way and I will admit, I felt myself walk a little taller and lift my breasts a little higher, enjoying the attention.
I soon spotted the man I was really looking for. He passed right by me…but not without glancing at my legs! That made me chuckle to myself. He hadn’t recognized me! A wide grin split my face as I called out “Hey, there, handsome…”.
Mark spun on his heels at the familiar sound of my voice, and he looked right past me, at first… Then his brown eyes landed solidly on me, somewhat bewildered. He looked delicious, standing there in his construction gear… Six feet tall, the wind rifling his short, dark hair. I strode towards him, working an extra swing into my hips. My earlier makeover was helping me to feel especially confident and in-character.
When I’d come close enough to be heard without raising my voice, I said “Looking to party?”. Mark’s eyes lit up with comprehension! I knew this was a fantasy he’d been interested in, for sometime. That wicked smile which I love so well, transformed his face into the expression which always made my panties wet.
“Well, hello there, sweet thing. I might be interested in a party… What’s your name?”
I almost told him it was Dina, simply out of a lifelong habit. But, I had prepared details for this role-play. It would only work right, if I completed the illusion of being someone else entirely. So, I told him “I’m Genevieve… What’s your name, baby?”.
Mark could not restrain his grin, as he decided to be someone else, also, telling me “I’m Jim! Hey…why don’t we step between those buildings, there… I happen to know this area very well and there’s a rather private little alcove just ahead, where we can conduct our…private discussion”.
Mark took my hand and guided me discreetly between the buildings, though I am sure we did not go unnoticed, which gave me a thrill. This was so exciting!
He pulled me into a little alcove just off the alley which was indeed very private. We could no longer be seen directly from the street.
I leaned my shoulder against a doorjamb there, and Mark leaned over me, placing a hand against the wall above my head. Having him loom over me like that was sexy as hell!
“What do you charge, doll?” he asked me.
Truly, I had no idea what a prostitute would typically charge, but I did know that Mark had collected winnings from some of the other guys at work today, from a bet they’d all placed on yesterday’s football game. I also knew what it would cost me to buy the new handbag I’d had my eye on…
I placed my manicured hands against his chest, enjoying the heat of his body. I looked him in the eyes and pressed close to whisper against his ear “It’ll cost you $200 for a really good time…”. Then, for no reason other than knowing Mark would take it as a challenge, I added firmly “But, I don’t do anal”. I hardened my expression briefly to convey to him that I was serious.
He gave me a cocky smirk and reached into his pocket. Extracting his wallet, he counted out several bills and put them in my hand. I bent forward enough to give him a good view, straight into my cleavage, and tucked the bills into my thigh-high leather boots.
I stood up straight again. His hand slid behind my neck. He rubbed his thumb up and down the column of my neck, making me shiver, while he took in the sight of me. Then, his hand slid up the back of my head and gathered my hair, gripping it firmly.
He tugged down, guiding me by my hair to lower myself to the smooth cement pad, onto my knees before him. I was suddenly grateful that I’d chosen to wear the high leather boots as opposed to a pair of strappy, come-fuck-me heels.
Without a word, He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He reached into his boxers and pulled out his rock hard, nearly-eight-inch cock. Pressing the tip of it to my lips, he pushed on the back of my head for additional encouragement. My tongue darted out to taste his skin, then I took the head of that beautiful cock into my warm, wet mouth. I moaned, taking my first suck.
Maintaining his grip on my hair, he thrust his hips forward, forcing his cock to the sensitive back of my throat. He always did enjoy playing rough… I found it exciting as well! I obligingly gagged on his cock. Tears formed in my eyes and spilled down my flushed cheeks. I sucked harder.
The silky black g-string I’d purchased for the occasion, quickly became drenched with my arousal, while Mark continued to fuck my face. He shoved his cock as deeply as he could before withdrawing again. Each time he thrust, the little bell on my velvet choker gave a tiny “ting”.
“Thats it, Genevieve, take it deep. You need to earn what I paid you. Oh, fuck, yeah!” He bit out a curse when I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, just before he pushed it back into my throat, making my little bell jingle again. Tears continued to roll down my cheeks, and all the while, I purred for him.
Before I could make him cum,he pulled me off his cock by my hair. He helped me up to my feet. Tucking his hands beneath my ass, he lifted me. My legs went around his waist and he pressed me against the dusty brick wall of the building behind us. My tight dress rose above my hips. Mark reached to yank my panties to one side, before forcing his cock into me with one hard thrust. I gasped from the sudden shock of entry. Then I whimpered, submitting to him.
Mark fucked me hard against the wall, pounding my pussy mercilessly. I held onto him, moaning, feeling his balls slap against my ass. An orgasm built and soon broke over me. I bit his shoulder to help muffle my screams while I came, my pussy contracting violently around his shaft.
My body went limp against Mark. I panted, attempting to catch my breath. He slowed his pace, thrusting in and out of me at a more relaxed pace.
Finally he pulled out of me, and helped me down to find my footing on the ground. My legs trembled beneath me, unsteady. Mark grasped my shoulders, guided me to turn around. He gave me a little push to offset my balance and I brought my hands up quickly to brace against the brick wall so I wouldn’t stumble.
While I was distracted with staying upright, Mark grasped the delicate straps of my thin panties and promptly ripped them away from my body. I gasped again from the sting. Before I could say anything though, he positioned his hard cock–slick and wet from fucking me–against my tight asshole.
Remembering to stay in character, I snapped at him “I told you, no anal!”.
He wrapped one arm firmly around my waist to keep me immobilized, then continued to push his dick inside me. He whispered, harshly into my ear “And I told you, that you need to earn what I paid you”. His breaths came ragged as he forced his cock into my ass.
He brought up his free hand to clasp over my mouth, as though keeping his “unwilling” prostitute from calling for help, and leaned his body into mine, pressing me against the rough wall. He fucked me hard!
“Thats a good girl. Take it” he hissed, breath hot against my tear-streaked face. “Take it all, right up that ass, and moan. Show me you love it!” And I did.
With a hard grunt and a barely restrained yell, Mark shot his load into me. He filled my ass with his cum–cum which would be dripping down my thighs in moments.
He dropped his forehead to rest against the back of my head while he worked to catch his breath. Eventually, he said “You okay, babe?”
A breathy chuckle escaped me. In a husky whisper, I told him “I’m fantastic!”.
He laughed into my hair. “Fuck, I love you, Dina…” He said.
Mark helped me straighten my dress and disheveled appearance.
We walked, arms around one another, back out onto the street, leaving behind the torn black panties. He walked me back to my car, his cum dripping down the inside of my thighs, all the way. we shared one long, passionate kiss before he closed my car door and went to locate his own vehicle. I started my engine, looking forward to the shower he and I would share when we arrived back at our home.
Recalling the text he’d sent me when he’d left work, I held off from immediately pulling into traffic. I retrieved my phone and opened my text messages. He had written “I hate Mondays! So glad the workday is done. On my way home, love. Can’t wait to see you”.
Now, I responded with “Hurry home, husband. I have a surprise for you. I dyed my hair! You’ll get to make love to a new wife tonight.”
His reply was an emoji…with devil’s horns!
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Written by Vanessa Raqs
The first thing you need to know about how to have a phone sex session, is that I want you to enjoy yourself. Through my own sexual experiences and the life I’ve lived, I realize that every individual on this big planet, is unique in their sexual tastes. I don’t expect you to fall into any one category when you call.
I also don’t always expect you to know exactly what you want.
That said, relax! Or, try to. It’s alright to be nervous too… I understand well, what that’s like.
Phone sex sessions are about having fun together, sharing excitement, and exploring. Maybe it’s even about laughter, sharing secrets, and getting to know one another. For some, phone sex is, itself, is a fetish For some, it is therapeutic. For others, phone sex with an operator can even be downright necessary, based on your lifestyle, physiology, proclivities, etc. Some of us simply have extremely vivid imaginations and therefore find phone sex to be more fulfilling than other sexual experiences (stimulated mind…stimulated body). Whatever the case, or your unique situation/tastes, I am here for you. To be yours.
Learning about all of our individual kinks & turn-ons, can take a lifetime.
Or maybe what you are looking for is just somebody to talk to & feel close to. A session can be about any kind of intimacy, it doesn’t always have to be about sex…
The number one element to an extremely successful phone sex session, is communication. Be vocal! Whether that means moaning when I say or do something you like, or directly telling me what it is you need. Whatever the case…open your mouth and let it fly!
Personally, I really do get most excited, when I hear how excited you are. Please don’t be shy! I want to know you’re having a good time too, with me. If you aren’t, I want to know how to change that. Like I said, everyone is different. it is my job to pay attention to you, to respond to your pleasure and reactions, and to tailor your session to fulfil your needs. I love this part of my job. I love satisfying my partner…finding that perfect sweet spot and playing with it until you explode for me. I love knowing that I am providing you with a stimulating experience, meant just for you.
If it is important to you to know what it is that turns me on, I suggest you read my Erotica. I have yet to write an erotica short story which did not result in my repeatedly taking breaks to spend quality time with my favorite vibrator. I write about what turns me on!
Remember, our sessions are between you and me… The awesome thing about phone sex is… It’s all fantasy! It’s all exploratory. And it’s all safe. This is where you can explore the things that you might not feel comfortable exploring otherwise. Or perhaps, those things which you simply can’t explore otherwise. Phone sex is generally a safe zone. So let’s play!
Are there some subjects which I am less comfortable with than others or unfamiliar with? Of course! I am human, after all… But I’m always open to communication, experimenting and trying new things. You can always send me an email. I regularly communicate with my clients, or prospective clients, through email. We can email back-and-forth until you feel comfortable with calling me.
If you aren’t entirely sure what it is you need from me, more exploration is necessary. In these cases, scheduling a longer session time. It can be really helpful! We can try many different things and see what you respond to. If you are a regular caller, we can learn more, and more about one another over time. I make it my priority to pay attention and to learn from each session we share together.
Phone sex with an operator can be an exciting, safe, non-committal “play date” to explore what turns you on and gets you off.
So, to sum up, when it comes to how to have phone sex with a PSO…when in doubt, communicate… Otherwise, let’s focus on having a good time together! Be playful and open to exploration with a sweet, kinky PSO!
Happy Halloween, all!
This is going to be a quick update , this week. Truth be told, I have been busy and I admit that I’m quite late in posting this. Many apologies!
My Halloween promotion for Twitter is wrapping up today, but it will give way to new promotions in the near future. Follow my Twitter feed @cumversewithme to be the first to know when promotions are posted.
As you have all likely noticed, I have a sexy new mascot for my website! Cartoon pinup, Vanessa, is going to continue appearing on my website, Twitter page, Blog & ads, in general and for special occasions. In fact, I have big plans for her this Christmas! She was created by the talented artist CutyDina. I highly recommend this artist’s services to those of you who want to add a fun touch to your commercial front. I am very proud to own the rights to these images. I hope you all enjoy them.
More erotica is coming soon… I am presently working on a short story for those of you with an appreciation for a good old-fashioned foot fetish! I’m having a great deal of fun writing this one!
I want to express appreciation to all of you for the great responses I’ve had with regards to my article about the girlfriend experience. Many of you have mentioned it on calls with me. I was surprised and delighted by the response!
As always, www.CumverseWithMe.com continues to develop and improve. It is my goal to make the website more appealing, accessible, and convenient to my clients. I am always open to hearing your suggestions so please don’t hesitate to use the “contact me” link, found in the menu on my main page.
One last thing…a note to my fellow PSO’s: In the coming weeks I am going to be adding links to other quality PSO pages, on my main page. To those of you who are interested in a link exchange, please contact me!
XX ~ Vanessa