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A Look In The Lives Of Phone Sex Operators
A look at what phone sex operators look like as well as their desires, fears, motivations and most memorable calls from Philip Toledano Phone Sex project whose new book will be published in July 2008 by Twin Palms. The book interviews nearly 30 phone sex operators so that we can hear their stories during their work in the phone sex industry.
Check out 12 more pics of phone sex operators and their stories after the jump.
Source: Mother Jones
My first night, there was a gentleman who called himself Bob.
He explained that he had no one he felt comfortable telling his desires to, and
I felt a strange intimacy between us.
I think it’s easier to release repressed desires to a non-judgmental, fictional person, because there are no consequences in the outside world.
When I first started I was nervous.
But after a while, I guess you could say the kinkier the talk, the more I was like, wow!
Let’s just say I have found myself and my sexuality through this.
I got into phone sex because I thought:
‘Why not get paid for talking dirty, instead of doing it for free?’
It brings up my self-esteem up so much, knowing guys are looking at my pics and wanting to talk to me.
Wanting me to take them to a whole other place, fulfilling their fantasies. Painting that picture in their mind for them.
I got into working as a PSO about five years ago.
Before I did this I was working part-time in a doctor’s office and was
very unhappy with my work, and my home life. I was in an abusive
relationship and had no way in the foreseeable future of getting out.
Then a regular customer of mine sent me a very nice tip, and along with my income tax refund, I was able to relocate and terminate that abusive relationship.
If I didn’t work this job…I could have been killed by that man.
I struggle and I don’t make a huge income here.
But I survive, and I help my children when they need it.
I feel I’m doing a huge service, because any man can call and act out just about
any fantasy with me, and not have to worry about repercussions. I think being able to do this is good for them, as well as me.
I’m 60 years old, I have a BA in cultural anthropology from Columbia University, and I’ve been married for 25 years.
I make twice the money I made in the corporate world.
I work from home; the money transfers into my bank account daily.
I’m Scheherazade: If I don’t tell stories that fascinate the pasha, he will kill me in the morning.
I never thought I would work in the phone sex industry.
All those years doing customer service, my customers would comment on my sexy voice.
I thought I was being professional, not sexy.
This work is customer service too.
But your customers leave with more than a smile.
I was young when I started in the phone sex world. I had no choice.
My grandmother had gotten sick and I needed to be able to help her, and still work and make good money.
I was reading the paper looking for a night job, and I saw a job as a train conductor. I thought to myself, ‘rats!’ Then I saw an ad saying ‘Make good money as a phone sex operator,’ and well, I’m scared of rats, so ding!
As a virgin, it was hard for me to talk about sex to horny men.
I had to read books and watch porno films with my friends—they’d point at something on the screen and say ‘Use that in your phone calls!’
To the caller, when I first answer, I am the inanimate Barbie.
I breathe life into the fantasy, I carve the doll out of flesh.
I do not view myself as this doll, as the commodity.
I am the manufacturer who creates her from the blueprint that the caller provides me.
When the caller comes, it is positive feedback.
Like an architect patting his contractor on the back.
One of my most memorable calls was also one of the grossest.
It was a fetish call. A scat fetish.
I started out by telling him I was a vegan.
I cracked him up. He was laughing so hard, he had to hang up because he couldn’t get back into our fantasy.
The people who touched my heart were the ones who stood out.
There was Jonny in Boston. He and his wife were trying to get pregnant.
He was calling from a fertility clinic because the magazines he was given weren’t working for him.
He ended up calling regularly even after his daughter was born.
Definitely the most amusing part about the job was when my partner would be in the room with me, usually reading while I worked.
She’d only hear my half of the conversation, so she’d either think it was absolutely hysterical or, sometimes, kind of sexy.
I’d usually try to avoid eye contact with her during a call, because I’d see her stifling a smirk and I’d start laughing uncontrollably.
Sometimes I could work that into the call; other times I really couldn’t.
Just last night I received possibly the most disturbing phone sex call I’d had in a long time.
A caller shot himself with me on the phone.
Things like this always scare me.
My current track record stands at one confession of incestuous sexual abuse, and two other suicides.
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June 23rd, 2008 at 12:51 am
Everything was sounding very positive about the industry. Until the suicide in the last story. *shiver* That would freak me out.
June 23rd, 2008 at 4:14 am
This is really quite fascinating, it takes a broad pair of shoulders to be able to cope with two suicides whilst you’re at work.
June 23rd, 2008 at 5:14 am
I was having a good time reading about this, feeling as if the women had empowered themselves, until the suicide story. That just broke my heart.
June 23rd, 2008 at 5:18 am
As a phone girl myself, I’m psyched about this book. I love the idea of shedding some light on who is on the other end of that 900 number.
I’m not entirely sure I buy the last bit about 3 of her clients committing suicide, but I do appreciate the fact that the author is willing to show both sides of the coin. While it’s a fun job for the most part, and mostly entertaining, we do have to hear and discuss some very disturbing things.
June 23rd, 2008 at 6:12 am
Man, the last one is total horror. The other ones are very fascinating.
June 23rd, 2008 at 6:13 am
Man, just seeing some of those ‘women’ make me never want to even thing about phone sex. Yuck. I want more out of life than a little something that comes out of my dick.
As far as the suicides, so be it, they died “happy.”
June 23rd, 2008 at 6:15 am
Just about what I’d expect from a disembodied voice. An overly unattractive appearance and weird personality.
June 23rd, 2008 at 7:47 am
@ zero-kill
Something tells me that any personality besides a totally submissive bimbo would turn you off.
These women are attractive in their own ways, and I think each of them would be great fun to spend time with (as friends, haha). Can you imagine the stories they could tell at a party?
I may at least check this book out from the library.
June 23rd, 2008 at 9:46 am
These women are making a living the best way they can . Their stories are very unique and fascinating in their own way. As for the hater….you probally the first call they receive on a daily basis.
June 25th, 2008 at 10:33 am
I think these women are all quite fascinating. It’s interesting to me to hear their experiences and to think about what leads them to do this kind of sex-work. It’s an insight into a very curious wrinkle in our social fabric. I’d be interested in seeing what some of the male callers look like and have to say about their experiences and P.O.V.
June 26th, 2008 at 7:26 am
Many years ago, and before I became a Christian, I did phone sex with 2 different companies. The first one was at an office and there were probably about 8 women there. The majority were obese, with the exception of myself and a Hispanic woman. One woman had one leg that was about 4 inches higher than the other. I think this field attracts minorities and women who have been marginalized by society. On the second place I worked, I did it from home and that was a lot easier.
I don’t think, in general, that the women who do any sort of sexual work, whether it’s over the phone, stripping or prostitution, are emotionally mature and that was certainly true of me many years ago.
I learned a lot about myself through that work, especially with the job where I worked at home. I treated it like a serious job, I made forms on the computer and kept notes on the callers so when they called again, it appeared that I remembered them and everything that they told me. Some were memorable enough that I really did remember them. The weirdest calls were the man that wanted me to sing the “this little piggy” song you sing to kids while grabbing their toes. He had a fantasy that he was a doc in a clinic and he described obese, sweaty nurses. I refused to talk to him after a few calls, he was just too stange. Another man, l who had a strong accent wanted me to put ice cubes, toothpaste and tobasco sauce up my rear. Thankfully, I am a great actress and he believed that I did it.
There were some very sweet, lonely men who called. One was an older man and he wanted me to tell him I loved him and I did. My favorite was named David and he was likely in his 20’s. He just seemed like a nice guy who was lonely after breaking up with his girlfriend. I always wondered what these guys looked like….
June 26th, 2008 at 9:39 am
When I was in my teens my friends and I discovered an abandoned house in Santa Ana. Everyone would use the place as a party house. One day someone plugged a phone into the wall and it worked. We started calling phone sex lines and playing pranks.
Unfortunately, the suicide prank was one of our favorites. You live and learn. I felt bad for years afterwards once I realized how our actions may have caused some mental scars to some. I hate to think someone out there is doing the same thing we did. At the same time I hope that it is what happened and was not a real suicide.
June 28th, 2008 at 5:30 am
i used to live with a girl doing phone sex.. fark it is funny to watch
i remember seeing her with a plastic spatula and a raw cow’s liver (slap slap slap) among other great sound props.
One time a guy called asking for nothing but heavy breathing… she had a wireless headset. She put this headset onto her Alaskan Malamute dog! about 5 minutes later she comes back and asks him how it was. “that was the best phone sex i’ve ever ever had” he said in a breathless voice
June 30th, 2008 at 10:02 pm
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July 4th, 2008 at 4:17 am
I have been a phone sex operator with several differnet services for quite some time. Some stories are quite sad. There are truly touched people that you wonder if you are maybe provoking in some wierd way or keeping them off the streets. then there are people who just call to talk with little or no sexual overtone. I am not proud of what I do my children think I work for an answering service. With gas 4.00 a gallon and the economy the way it is I feel fortunate to be able to be a homemaker with a phone and a sexy naughty voice!!!
July 7th, 2008 at 8:54 am
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life is hard
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I am the manufacturer who creates her from the blueprint that the caller provides me….
July 7th, 2008 at 2:12 pm
“She put this headset onto her Alaskan Malamute dog”
The funniest blog comment I’ve read in a long time!!!
July 25th, 2008 at 3:03 am
This must be one of those subject we rarely hear about, great to get some inside stories of it, it looked all shits and giggles untill the last girl who ”witnessed” suicides. That stuff could scar an operator for years , maybe for life! But then again it could be faked, but who knows. Great job Philip Toledano and thank you Hemmy.
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August 20th, 2008 at 6:22 am
I wonder how many guys would disconnect if they could see who they were really talking to, this is a fascinating piece and I enjoyed some of the comments too, I will not forget the heavy breathing of the Alaskan Malamute……………..thanks
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