My little rocker is all grown up

If you have been following my recent posts, you're probably aware that Rocker, my funny little Rocker, is a little hesitant about talking dirty. Now and again, he'll text me dirty little messages, usually "I wanna kiss you and lick you all over," and I'll have to use my imagination for what that entails because he doesn't go into specifics. Earlier this week he sent me a text that said "I want you," so I asked him to explain. His reply? "I want to rub you all over..your neck, your breasts..." Yeah, he really said breasts, which is about as sexy as my grandma doing a lap dance.

"Breasts? You need to dirty up your dirty talk, mister," I replied. I had gone into the cafeteria for dinner and had sat down with my friends when I Rocker called me. I told him that I was at dinner and I couldn't really talk, and he replied, "So I can say whatever I want to you right now and there's nothing you could do about it?" Yep. "I wanna eat your pussy out and make you cum," He said. I did an audio double-take if that's even possible and I smiled. My little Rocker has finally used his big boy words when it comes to talking dirty.

Earlier today he called me while he was in his office and I had just gotten out of a meeting. I heard someone cough and asked what the noise was and he said that it was someone in his office, so I joked that now I could say what I wanted and that he couldn't do anything about it. He laughed and told me that he liked the text that I sent him the previous night which said "I want to taste your cock and watch you watch me as you cum in my mouth." He told me that it had given him a hard-on at the bar where he was moonlighting. I kinda laughed and asked if his co-worker was still in the room because I was pretty sure he shouldn't have said that if he was. He told me that the guy had left and continued his dirty talking. "I wanna lick your pussy and get you really turned on before I stick my hard cock in you." I was a little taken aback by this, but enjoyed it nonetheless. He kept going, "I wanna be on top of you, fucking you missionary style before I make you switch positions and hit it from behind." By this point, I was getting really turned on. I mean it doesn't take a lot of work to turn me on, but knowing that a few weeks ago he had been so innocent in his dirty talking and now hearing him tell me how he wants to fuck me, it was so hot. He told me that I was going to be wearing heels and a skirt for him and I just kinda laughed that he had planned out this whole scenario, which admittedly made me feel good because I know he's been giving me a lot of thought then.

All of this made me think of how I first started really liking someone talking dirty to me. It goes back to my first serious boyfriend, who had moved about 7 hours away and the only way we could be intimate was through phone sex. I remember the first time I had phone sex, I was 14, my family was gone for the afternoon, and I was laying in my bed, talking to my boyfriend. He started giving me kisses through the phone, which tickled my ear and made me wet. I had masturbated many times before this, so I slid my free hand down into my shorts and start slowly rubbing my clit. A small moan escaped my lips and he asked what I was doing. I didn't know what to say and I felt embarrassed that he'd caught me. I tried to talk around it, but he kept pressing it, so finally I said I was rubbing myself. "Where," he asked?

"You know where," was my innocent response. I could hear the smile through the phone and he told me that he didn't know, to please tell him. After about 5 minutes of him asked me to tell him, I finally broke down and told him that I was rubbing my clit. He told me that he was hard, and this began my first experience with phone sex.

This boyfriend was particularly talkative with phone sex, I don't know how he could continue to constantly talk through the entire time, but he did. I don't remember doing much of the talking at all unless he asked me to, but most of the time the only response he'd want from me was to moan louder, to tell him how much I wanted his cock.

Since then, I've gotten progressively dirtier with sexting or phone sex. I'll say cunt, fuck me, pound my pussy, cum on my tits, etc, etc. It's just more fun than saying things like, "I want to make sensual love to you," or, "I want to feel your penis getting erect in my hand." I think I would piss myself laughing if I ever said something like that, but to each his own.

The whole dirty talking thing made me think about if a large percentage of people my age engage in it. I don't mean sexting, because I'm pretty sure everyone does that, if only drunkenly. I mean real phone sex, masturbating while you're talking to someone else who is masturbating. I don't mean calling up a number and hearing some husky-voiced smoker choke her way though a dialogue that seems like it came out of a cheap, 1980s porno. I mean real, from the heart (or genitals) dirty talk. Do people feel uncomfortable doing it? Do people who are pretty open sexually, at least in the act of sex, have trouble verbalizing their sexual desires? I could go on forever in a post like this, but I truly do think about these things. I think there most be some sociological part of my brain that twists normal question about human sexuality into convoluted Freudian theories about how people think about sex and aspects of sex.

Maybe I'm in the wrong major. Maybe instead of education and history I should major in sex. I mean, who's to say I couldn't be the next Dr. Sue from "Talk Sex with Sue"?