Phone Sex Novels & Stories

On his way to the office his eyes went to his phone and then he remembered the calls from the unknown number when he was having sex with Gloria so he picked up his phone and dialed back the number…. “Hello," a female answered the phone from the other side after a few rings.

The first ring went unanswered. Xavier, just returned from the bathroom, glanced at his phone to see a call from an unknown number. Usually calls from unknown numbers would be filtered from his phone, but he has set it to general and had Liam memorize his number so he could always reached him in case of any emergencies. He stared at the phone as it rang for the third time, only a few people had his phone number, it would be Liam. He has a dad, Xavier argued with himself. It took an inward struggle not to pick.

Matt answered "Then can I get your phone number?" "Okay.." He started to give her his phone number and not only that girl who wrote it but a lot of girls started to write his phone number. I looked at Christian and he chuckled "That's not his phone number" Christian whispered to my ear "What? So who's phone is that?" I asked in a small tone "I don't know.. but if we gave his real phone number, that girl will get our phone numbers too" "Huh?" "Our phone number has a unique pattern, if you got one of our numbers. All you need to change the last 2 digits and you'll get our numbers"

“Hey!” “You do know that I have caller ID, right?” said Victoria from the other end of the line. “Mind telling me whose phone you’re calling me from? Caller ID doesn’t give me a name when the call comes from a cell phone, but it shows differently when it comes from a payphone.” “I don’t know about any of that, you’re talking a foreign language to me. I am with your friend Frank, and he passed me his mobile phone to call you. He’s currently making dinner, I’ll come down after that. You’ll be home for the evening?”

The same phone that had connected her to a stranger with a voice too calm, too confident, too dangerous. Arielle stared at the screen like it might suddenly come alive. “What are you?” she murmured. Outside, the city was slowly waking up. Faint traffic hummed somewhere beyond her apartment building, and a pale gray light crept through the curtains. She hadn’t moved in hours. Finally, she reached for the phone. Her fingers hesitated over the screen before unlocking it. The call history stared back at her. One number. No name. No information. Just ten digits.

She paused, then covered her face with the palm of her hands and began sobbing. "Buzz… Buzz…" Alexia's cell phone vibrated as she sniffed then reached out for her phone which was in her side pocket and when she took it out she realized it was an unknown number. She furrowed her eyebrows. "Who in the world is this?" she soliloquized then swiped her thumb across the screen taking the phone to her left ear. "Hello… am I speaking with Alexia Chaney?" A deep male voice came through the phone as Alexia sat upright.

Philip handed Scarlett a brand new one. A mobile phone whose screen can be swiped and flipped, the Apple mobile phone is on the rise now. Scarlett was still staring at the mobile phone. Is this phone really for her? "The mobile phone only has the numbers of me, Mr Jaxon, and Ezra. Other than the three numbers listed there. You are strictly forbidden to contact anyone else. Remember, Miss, whatever you do with that mobile phone, Mr Jaxon will know immediately. Because the mobile phone has been set up so you can directly connect to Mr Jaxon, please be wise in doing something, Miss. Because for every mistake you make, someone else will have to pay for it. Do you understand?" Philip asked.

He looked at the phone on the table. "Is that your phone?" He asked. I nod. "You do have his number right?" "Ye ...yes" "Good. Pick up" he ordered. Slowly I reach for my phone. "Dial his line" I nod slightly as I unlock my phone. Hunter's number is the only number I have on my call line. I dialed it. "Put it on speaker" I did as I was told. "The number you are trying to call is not reachable" a woman's voice spoke

By the sixth year of our marriage, I found another man's contact information on my wife's phone. She hadn't shown him to me willingly. While she was taking a shower, a message from an unfamiliar number came through with an intimate photo. A shirtless man had his arms around her while posing for the camera with a peace sign. I picked up the phone and opened the conversation. The chat history had been wiped clean. The entire conversation contained only that one photo, and the contact was saved under a single letter. [M] She hadn't saved his full name or anything else, but it was obvious she had cheated on me.